Chapter 35: Zhao Jiaying Wants to Transfer Classes

With her short little legs, Zhao Jiaying walked up to the handsome boy and sweetly said: “Hello, big brother! My name is Zhao Jiaying. I want to—”

She wanted to say, I want to be friends with you.

But before she could finish, the handsome boy completely ignored her, walked around her, and continued on his way.

Zhao Jiaying was stunned, frozen in place. Ever since she became the top student at St. Petersburg Elementary, there had never been anyone who didn’t recognize her or who didn’t want to be friends with her. But today, this handsome boy had ignored her completely. Her little sense of self-esteem was deeply wounded.

The next second, she turned around and glared at the boy’s departing figure, puffing up in anger. “Hmph! How dare he ignore me, acting like Yingbao doesn’t exist? I’ll make sure he knows exactly how to sing Conquer!”

A female classmate from the handsome boy’s class had witnessed the entire scene. She walked up and patted Zhao Jiaying on the shoulder, comforting her. “Yingbao, don’t take it to heart. That’s just how Shen Linghao is. He never makes friends with anyone, and he never talks to anyone either. It’s nothing personal!”

“He never talks to anyone? Is he mute?”

Zhao Jiaying thought to herself, Such a handsome guy… If he can’t speak, that would be such a waste.

The female classmate shook her head and replied: “Of course not. He can talk—he just doesn’t talk to anyone.”

“Which class is he in?”

“Fifth grade, Class Three. His name is Shen Linghao.”

At that moment, the class bell rang.

“I got it! Thanks, Big Sister! I’m heading back to class now. See you!”

With that, she dashed down to the second floor on her little legs.

The female classmate sighed and shook her head helplessly. Earlier, when she saw Zhao Jiaying take the initiative to talk to Shen Linghao, she had thought that maybe this cute and adorable little Yingbao would be able to move him and make him speak. But unexpectedly…

Sure enough, Academic Genius Shen was not someone an ordinary person could approach!

That evening, when Zhao Jiaying returned home, she made a decision. During dinner, she said to Ou Zichen: “Daddy, I want to transfer classes!”

Everyone was confused. She was doing well in school—why did she suddenly want to transfer?

Lin Zhenzhu asked: “Yingbao, you’re doing just fine. Why do you want to transfer?”

Ou Zilong added: “Yingbao, is someone bullying you? Tell Second Uncle, and I’ll help you…”

Before he could finish, Zhao Jiaying interrupted them.

“No, no one is bullying Yingbao! Everyone is very nice to me!”

Ou Zilong frowned. “If that’s the case, then why do you want to transfer?”

Ou Zichen spoke seriously: “Yingbao, transferring classes is not a small matter. Are you sure you really want to transfer?”

The student placements at St. Petersburg Elementary were strictly regulated. Frequent transfers could disrupt school management. Even though Ou Zichen was a school shareholder, he couldn’t just do whatever he wanted.

Zhao Jiaying nodded firmly and answered with determination: “Yes, Daddy! Yingbao has thought this through carefully—I’m absolutely sure I want to transfer!”

Thought this through carefully? A little kid like her actually knew how to use such an advanced phrase.

“Which class do you want to transfer to?”

“Fifth grade, Class Three!”

Lin Zhenzhu, Ou Zilong, and even Ou Zichen were all stunned. She hadn’t even finished second grade, and now she wanted to jump straight to fifth grade? This was unbelievable!

Lin Zhenzhu hesitated. “Yingbao, you’re only four years old. Isn’t it too soon to be in fifth grade? Besides, you haven’t even learned the third- and fourth-grade material yet. If you skip ahead, you might not be able to keep up!”

It wasn’t that she doubted Zhao Jiaying’s learning ability, but she was genuinely concerned that it would be too much for her.

Ou Zilong nodded in agreement. “That’s right, Yingbao. Fifth-grade lessons are really advanced. If you haven’t finished third and fourth grade, you definitely won’t keep up. If that happens, our little academic genius will turn into a little academic failure!”

A four-year-old in fifth grade—Ou Zilong found this completely unacceptable. He had only started fifth grade when he was eleven. Compared to his little niece, he felt utterly ashamed.

Ou Zichen looked at his daughter seriously. “Yingbao, can you tell Daddy why you want to transfer to fifth grade, Class Three?”

He didn’t believe she would suddenly decide to jump to that specific class without a reason. There had to be something behind it, and he needed to understand why.

“Because there’s a handsome boy in fifth grade, Class Three, who offended me! So I must go and conquer him!”

Zhao Jiaying spoke honestly, without any hesitation. She didn’t see any reason to hide it.

Lin Zhenzhu and the two men exchanged glances. So this little girl wanted to transfer classes just to chase after a handsome boy?!

Ou Zilong leaned toward Ou Zichen and whispered: “Brother… Isn’t Yingbao a little too young to be interested in boys already? Isn’t she maturing way too fast?”

Ou Zichen was also concerned about this. He definitely didn’t want his adorable daughter to be stolen away by someone else so soon.

Ou Zichen cleared his throat and said: “Yingbao, Daddy does not agree with you transferring classes. You’re still too young. Being in second grade is already pushing it. Now you suddenly want to skip to fifth grade, but you haven’t even learned the third- and fourth-grade material. You might not be able to keep up, so…”

So, she still couldn’t transfer.

Hearing that Ou Zichen disagreed, Zhao Jiaying became anxious. She quickly climbed down from her chair, ran to his side, and clung to his arm, shaking it as she pleaded coquettishly: “Daddy, I promise I’ll be able to keep up with the lessons! I’ll learn all the third- and fourth-grade material right away! So please, please let me transfer to fifth grade, Class Three?”

Ou Zichen knew that Zhao Jiaying had an extraordinary ability to learn. If she really wanted to, she could probably finish learning everything. But he still couldn’t agree—first, because she was too young, and second, because her reason for transferring was to chase after a boy. That was simply too ridiculous.

“No, Daddy cannot agree. You should listen to Daddy.”

Zhao Jiaying refused to give up and kept begging him. But Ou Zichen remained firm, finally scolding her: “Yingbao, you can’t be so willful. If you keep this up, Daddy will get angry!”

Seeing that Ou Zichen would not agree no matter what, she ran off to plead with Lin Zhenzhu instead. After all, her daddy always listened to Lin Zhenzhu. As long as she agreed, Ou Zichen wouldn’t have a choice.

But this time, Lin Zhenzhu stood on the same side as Ou Zichen. She didn’t help Zhao Jiaying and even advised her to listen to her daddy and not be so stubborn.

Next, she turned to Ou Zilong for help, but he also refused, siding with Ou Zichen and Lin Zhenzhu.

Realizing that no one was willing to help her, Zhao Jiaying burst into tears and shouted: “You all don’t love Yingbao anymore! I won’t talk to you ever again!”

With that, she ran back to her bedroom, crying.

Tangyuan, who had been eating, saw his little owner running away in tears. He quickly stuffed the rest of his food into his mouth and ran after her.

Once inside her bedroom, Zhao Jiaying locked the door, sat on the carpet, and cried her heart out.

Tangyuan saw how sad she was and snuggled up beside her, trying to comfort her.

Zhao Jiaying grabbed Tangyuan and hugged him tightly, sobbing. “Tangyuan, you’re the best. Daddy and the others don’t love Yingbao anymore… Yingbao is so sad!”

Tangyuan let out a soft, whimpering sound and comforted her: “Tangyuan will always stay by Yingbao’s side. Don’t be sad.”