Chapter 628: Chapter 377: Parent Open Day and Past Life Enemy (2)

The vast majority of the children couldn’t write yet, so they expressed themselves with simple drawings. Normally, after the kids finished drawing, they would take their work to the teacher.

Then, as the child explained, the teacher would ask questions and record the child’s oral account in writing. This also served to train the children’s expressive abilities.

There were over thirty children in the class. The two teachers usually did this work together, taking the kids one by one. They had to write more than thirty journal entries a day, which took at least an hour. This was because some children couldn’t explain themselves clearly, and the teachers couldn’t understand them, requiring more time to communicate.

Now that the parents were here, they naturally took over this task.

In an instant, parents were squatting by the small tables, pen in hand. Li Xiang, however, had it easy. Xiaoyueyue’s writing was better than that of many adults.

Li Xiang checked her work and felt a swell of pride. ’Heh, she even used several idioms in such a short plant growth journal. As expected of my little treasure!’

When it was time for class to start, the parents were asked to leave the classroom and stand in the hallway outside, watching the lesson through the windows.

A few of the mothers boldly came over to ask for Li Xiang’s contact information. Li Xiang politely declined. Well, he gave them something, but it was his social media account. The mothers took one look and thought, ’Uh, we’re already following this account!’

Still, they understood Li Xiang’s intention, and it was understandable. After all, they were just trying their luck—shooting their shot whether they hit or missed.

Since class was in session, the mothers couldn’t talk to Li Xiang for too long, which made him breathe a sigh of relief. He had genuinely seen the fiery passion in some of their eyes.

Li Xiang cleared his mind of distractions and listened attentively to the lesson.

Today, Teacher Xu was teaching the children about the legend of "Jingwei Filling the Sea." It was obvious Teacher Xu had prepared thoroughly; she had created a beautiful and lively cartoon-style PowerPoint, and she told the story vividly and expressively.

Li Xiang listened for a while before taking a walk nearby. Next door was the gymnasium for Class Middle (1), which was filled with various balls and toys. The hallway wasn’t empty either; it was covered with the children’s handicrafts.

Among them, of course, were several of Li Xinyue’s creations, all in very conspicuous spots. For example, there was a cartoon drawing depicting the launch of the Profound Nether Stellar Mother Ship. There was also a handicraft—a model of the Solar Element made by Li Xinyue under Jiang Cai’Er’s guidance using modeling clay and LED lights. The eight planets were sculpted from different colored clay, and they could even move, orbiting the Sun.

Another child had woven a space elevator out of vines. The children’s works weren’t particularly polished, but they were full of childlike fun and imagination.

During the break, Teacher Xu led the children in singing and dancing. Her movements were quite beautiful.

Teacher Xu glanced at Li Xiang out of the corner of her eye. Seeing that he was watching her dance intently, she couldn’t help but feel a little shy, worried that she wasn’t dancing well.

Noticing Teacher Xu’s nervousness, Li Xiang stopped staring.

Next was the children’s Breathing Technique Cultivation time. The Breathing Techniques taught in kindergarten were all extremely simple, introductory versions.

This was something Jiang Cai’Er had personally improved. She had always taken personal charge of education. For one, she was the pinnacle of the education and academic worlds. For another, with three of her own children in school, how could she not be deeply involved?

The kindergarten Breathing Technique was simple and progress was slow, but its strength lay in its stability and gentleness. No matter how one practiced, it was almost impossible to mess up, making it perfect for laying a foundation for the children. Also, if a child could achieve something significant with such a slow Breathing Technique, they were definitely a genius.

Such geniuses would be identified and given special attention.

The "Parent-Child Games" segment after the Breathing Technique class was even more lively. During the "Interstellar Express" relay race, Li Xiang had to carry a package containing a twenty-kilogram meteorite specimen with one hand, all while hopping like a Moon rabbit to keep up with his daughter.

Xiaoxinyue suddenly tugged on his shirt. "Daddy, just fly a little! Wang Xiaoming’s dad made his hoverboard glow!"

Li Xiang held back a laugh and whispered, "Don’t worry. Even if we let them get a head start, we won’t lose."

’What a joke,’ he thought. ’How could a Divine King Realm expert possibly lose at this kind of elementary school—no, kindergarten—sports day? Whether it came down to the kids or the parents, it was a complete victory.’

It was just that Xiaoxinyue was getting a little worried seeing her dad "dawdling."

In reality, Li Xiang just didn’t want to be too obvious. A mighty Divine King Realm expert bullying other parents... well, even if he was going to bully them, he should at least do it smoothly and subtly.

So, with a mere thought, the granite tiles beneath Li Xiang’s feet began to glow with starlight, disguised as a common maglev effect. In the audience, a few young mothers excitedly tried to sneak photos, only to find that a faint lunar halo enveloped Li Xiang and his daughter in the viewfinder, making the pictures completely blurry. It was the same no matter how they adjusted their camera settings.

Naturally, the final champions were Li Xiang and his daughter. Xiaoxinyue’s laughter was constant, like the ringing of silver bells.

During the parent tea party at the end of the event, Teacher Xu’s hand, holding her teacup, trembled slightly. Li Xiang was sitting right next to her. Her idol was so close, and the faint, masculine scent that occasionally wafted into her nose made her slightly dizzy.

Teacher Xu felt immense pressure. In all her time as a kindergarten teacher, having hosted so many parent tea parties, she had never experienced this before. Usually, it was the parents who were nervous about meeting the teacher, not the other way around.

Li Xiang was naturally the center of attention. He was the first to be invited to speak, and after he spoke eloquently for a few moments, he was met with a thunderous round of applause.

Everyone else also shared their own opinions, mostly parenting tips. Li Xiang wiped away a cold sweat. To be honest, discussing this topic with a group of women was really not his forte.

He had fathered many children, but he was basically never involved in raising them.

Accompanying Xiaoxinyue to this parent’s day event and listening to the various experiences and insights from all the mothers had moved Li Xiang deeply.

He was just about to head home when the kindergarten principal personally came to invite him for a chat in her office. Li Xiang gladly accepted.

The other parents were very envious. ’Look at the treatment he gets. And what about us?’

Many parents had wanted to visit the principal, but she usually declined politely, citing a busy work schedule. Although the parents were all wealthy or influential—no child from a poor family could attend this kindergarten—this principal was no simple figure either. As the principal of the top kindergarten in City No. 03, she was a prominent figure in the city’s education circle. Moreover, her husband held a leadership position in a key functional department within City No. 03.

That evening, after Jiang Cai’Er returned, Li Xiang mentioned his enemy from his past life. He hadn’t hidden the fact that he was a Reincarnator from her.

Jiang Cai’Er queried the Database and quickly locked onto the person.

"There are 350,983 people named Lin Ye, but this is the most likely one." With a single swipe of her hand in the air, Jiang Cai’Er immediately materialized a holographic image of the man.

Although the information Li Xiang had given her was vague, who was Jiang Cai’Er? Using her powerful intellect, she had eliminated the other three hundred thousand-plus individuals and zeroed in on this single one.

If this one wasn’t him, she had seven other candidates, ranked by their probability of being the target.

The method of confirmation was also simple: his appearance.

Li Xiang took one look and saw it was indeed the guy. He asked, "Where is he now?"

Jiang Cai’Er said, "In City No. 42. He’s currently a company commander for a special operations unit there. He’s about to leave City No. 42 to carry out a mission."

"City No. 42? That’s on the Northeast border." Li Xiang was taken aback. ’How did that guy end up in the Northeast? In my past life, he was in Jiangnan. It’s probably the butterfly effect.’

Jiang Cai’Er’s "Celestial Net System" was all-pervasive. It had not only found the man’s whereabouts but had also uncovered the details of his specific mission.

Lin Ye was leading his company out of City No. 42 to hunt down a traitor and a group of smugglers. This group had stolen three of the latest model Nuclear Fuel Cells that City No. 42 had just purchased from City No. 03. They were preparing to smuggle them into Mao Bear Country to sell for a high price.

If the deal with Mao Bear Country fell through, they could also sell them to North America.

Those three Nuclear Fuel Cells were second-generation models with outstanding performance. They were part of a supply shipment delivered by an Earth Vein Passage Envoy. There had originally been twelve, and City No. 42 had planned to use them to power the development of twelve battle mechs. Unexpectedly, a traitor within the R&D team colluded with a group of smugglers and stole three of them at once.

Each one was incredibly valuable. Moreover, selling them abroad carried the risk of leaking secrets.

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