Meng Xiuwen had been thinking about how he could solve Song Ying's problem.
Now that he had been reminded by the children in front of him, he was instantly enlightened.
Although it was strange, it didn't seem like he couldn't do anything about the status of a father, huh?
Recalling the conversation between Little Song Ying and her mother in the morning, she said aggrievedly that her classmates had said that she did not have a father. Now, didn't it prove that her classmates were wrong?
Besides, the reason why Song Ying had a brother complex was obviously because she lacked fatherly love.
It was also because of this that she relied on her brother for everything.
If he could make up for her lost love on a few important occasions in her dream, wouldn't the problem be solved?
Even if he used too much force, causing Song Ying to turn from a brother to a father, he wasn't related to her by blood, so the trouble naturally wouldn't exist.
At that time, not only would he earn a commission, but he would also be able to get a little beauty whose father controlled him. Wow, just thinking about it was exciting!
The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. He was worried that the honest little Song Yingying would say that he was not her father. He quickly rubbed her hair and smiled at the children in front of him.
"Hello, you all have performances today, right? I'll cheer for you offstage!”
The children responded happily and continued to laugh and play as they walked to the other side of the corridor.
Little Song Ying raised her head and looked at Meng Xiuwen with her big, watery eyes. She said in a childish voice,"Uncle, why didn't you explain to them just now?”
"Explain? Explain what?" "Isn't it better if they misunderstand?" Meng Xiuwen smiled. Yingying did have a father, but he went to a very far place and didn't come back.”
After listening to him, Little Song Yingying tilted her head and thought for a moment. She seemed to understand, but also seemed to not understand. However, she knew that the uncle in front of her had heard what she had said to her mother in the morning.
"Thank you, Uncle!" She grabbed Meng Xiuwen's hand with her small hand and shook it. After greeting him, she carried her school bag and walked into the classroom.
Suddenly, another white light flashed.
The scene changed!
Meng Xiuwen opened his eyes and realized that he had arrived at the field.
A small stage had been set up not far away from him. Below the stage, students and their parents sat in the designated seats according to their classes.
Song Yingzheng was standing opposite her brother, listening to what he was saying to her.
When Meng Xiuwen approached, her brother had already run out of the school gate with his bag, leaving a sad Song Ying standing there.
Meng Xiuwen was stunned and quickly asked,""Yingying, what's wrong?"
Song Ying turned around and realized that it was him. She didn't hide it and said with a sobbing tone,"Brother said that something happened to Aunt and Mom can't come to school. He doesn't have any programs today, so he's going back to take a look.”
“。。。”Meng Xiuwen was silent. After a long time, he smiled and comforted her,"It's okay. They're not here.”
As he spoke, he patted his chest."Don't worry, I'll definitely take a photo of your show. That way, not only can you go home and show it to Mom and Brother, but you can also send it to Dad.”
Children were like this. They came and went quickly. When she heard Meng Xiuwen's suggestion, she instantly felt much happier.
Because of the misunderstanding among the children, Meng Xiuwen pulled Little Song Ying to sit in their class.
After the teacher informed the students participating in the program to change their clothes and put on makeup, Meng Xiuwen started chatting with the parents of the AI students in the dream.
He had never thought that he would be able to chat happily with a virtual character one day.
Halfway through, he suddenly thought of an idea that left a deep impression on Little Song Ying. He quickly took advantage of the class performing on stage to find the host teacher.
When Meng Xiuwen told him his intention, the host teacher hesitated. On one side was the program list that had been arranged long ago, and on the other side was the love of a young father for his daughter.
How should he choose?
Just as he was in a dilemma, a system notification rang in Meng Xiuwen's mind.
[Ding! Do you wish to spend 1 dreamland point to get the host teacher to accept your request?】
Wasn't it just one Dreamscape Point? To Meng Xiuwen, who had 27 Dreamscape Points in his hands, it was simply a drop in the bucket.
Without hesitation, he chose to exchange!
Immediately after, the host teacher's furrowed brows relaxed, and he gladly agreed to his request.
After the two of them discussed the details, Meng Xiuwen returned to his seat.
Not long after, it was Little Song Ying's turn to go on stage.
Meng Xiuwen immediately spotted her figure among the seven or eight children who were wearing the same little skirt and had makeup on their faces that looked like monkey butts.
He didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
To be honest, it was really hard to recognize him.
Under the cover of heavy makeup, it felt like every child looked the same. Fortunately, Little Song Ying's makeup was relatively more exquisite. After all, she was born beautiful.
It was a group dance. Although there was a large audience, Little Song Ying did not have stage fright at all. She found Meng Xiuwen in the class and smiled at him.
The music started playing and the children started to move to the rhythm. Although there were some flaws, it was much better than the previous programs.
Six or seven minutes later, Little Song Ying and the others returned to their seats in the class without even removing their makeup.
"How was it?" she asked proudly. Did you see me greeting?”
"I didn't see you greeting me." Meng Xiuwen looked at the disfigured face in front of him and could not help but tease,""I saw a big horse monkey smiling at me.”
"Puff!" Little Song Yingying was amused by him and kicked him angrily. Just as she was about to speak, the host teacher on the stage suddenly interrupted her with a microphone.
"Dear students and parents, the next program is very meaningful. It was added at the last minute.”
"Just half an hour ago, Song Ying's father from Class 2 (1) suddenly came to me. He said that because of work, he hasn't been able to spend time with his family and children for the past two years, so he was prepared to give them a song today.”
"Next, please enjoy…。”
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