Transmigrated into a Grandpa, Embracing the Laid-Back Life

Chapter 6: Pretend to be a bad student

Su Yang looked at the tear stains on his younger brother's face, and the slight suspicion in his heart was instantly replaced by heartache. He reached out, somewhat clumsily wiping the tears from Su Ming's face, his throat feeling tight.

"Silly boy." Su Yang's voice was a bit hoarse as he awkwardly ruffled Su Ming's hair, "Wanting to study is a good thing, your brother supports you. As for father... don't take it to heart, that's just his temper."

He sighed, "Don't study this late in the future, it wastes oil." Su Yang's voice softened, "Go to sleep early, you need to wake up early tomorrow."

"Mm."

Su Yang turned and left, gently closing the door behind him.

Outside, he leaned against the wall, the heartache on his face gradually fading, replaced once again by a lingering trace of doubt.

Xiao Ming's explanation was perfectly reasonable, yet he couldn't shake the feeling that things weren't that simple.

The look in that child's eyes while reading today didn't seem like fear, but more like... he had found some kind of treasure, a kind of genuine focus and desire from the heart.

Inside the room, Su Ming let out a long sigh and slumped into the chair.

Su Ming lifted his head, roughly wiping his face with his sleeve, his eyes still red."Master, I..."

"You did very well." Lin Yu's tone carried a rare hint of praise, "Crisis management handled quite effectively. Successfully transformed an internal family conflict into the core driving force for your personal striving, while also consolidating the loyalty of the 'second brother' this important support unit. Not bad, reminiscent of my days as a project manager."

Su Ming only half-understood.

"Remember, survival rule number two: tears are the final weapon of the weak, but also the most effective disguise of the strong. Used properly, they're worth more than a thousand words." Lin Yu continued his teaching, "Your second brother is a quality unit, belonging to high-quality assets, needs to be maintained well."

He picked up the charcoal stick again,

lamplight illuminated his face, which showed

The next day.

Teacher Zhou was stroking his goatee, swaying his head as

He sat up straight, his eyes fixed intently on the scroll in Teacher Zhou's hands, his ears perked up like a

the unusual behavior

paced over to Su

got beaten yesterday, and today he's like

Zhou tapped the

Su Ming jolted and stood

still remember them? Come up front and write them from

Ming's heart immediately leaped into his

sounded just in time, "This old master has imprinted the stroke structures of those ten characters into

the front, and

incredibly clear large characters appeared in his mind, every stroke and line as if

the brush, and dipped

urgently stopped him, "What do you think you're doing?

froze, asking in his mind, "Isn't

because you couldn't read, today suddenly have perfect memory and masterful brushwork? Do you want to tell

sweat instantly broke out on Su Ming's

what

the student who 'is always working hard, but has average talent and shows slight improvement.' This way you won't arouse suspicion, while still satisfying your parents and teacher.

with wrong strokes, one simply write as a homophone. Make the mistakes reasonable, make them look like the