A Meeting

"Hello, I'm Jane, I'm Julia's mother, I have some experience to share with you," she said and looked at the teacher and he nodded.

"Never treat unfairly children's material life, but never pamper your children on their studies, it's hard for children to have the initiative in their studies, so we can't relax on this," she just kept on talking and talking.

Everyone there was writing down her words to improve their children's studies. Henry looked left and then right; noticing everyone.

"Hey, look at Julia's mother, does she look like a mother whose daughter was admitted to the national university?" Hazel whispered in her dad's ear.

"he chuckled and said, "what she's sharing is good."

"Listen, the teacher in high senior is pretty much the same as those in junior high, just a name change," Hazel said.

"Look if he pointed at you later, please be patient, I will wash your feet back at home," Hazel added.

Henry's facial expression changed and he looked at the teacher, "forget it, just wash your socks, don't let Jack help you," Henry said.

"He asked for it, I never push him," Hazel replied.

"Even if he wants, you shouldn't let him do it," Henry replied.

They were busy in their talks when Julia's mother said, "Okay, that's all, at the last, thank you teacher for your meticulous and selfless cultivation of students," she said and sat down.

The teacher smiled and started clapping while looking at all the parents, who were clapping, then he looked at Hazel and Henry, who were busy in their talks.

Hazel, what's so funny?" the teacher asked and Jane looked at them.

"Are you Hazel's father?" the teacher asked.

Henry looked at him and stood up, "Hello teacher, hello everyone, I am Hazel's father," Hazel was laughing at him while looking up in his direction.

"She is quite naughty, sorry for the trouble, she brought here," he said while tapping her shoulder, who was busy in judging her dad.

"Does Hazel have painting class every weekend now?" the teacher asked.

"Yes, she does," Henry excitedly said.

"Do you want her to be an art student?" the teacher asked.

Henry's expression changed into a serious one,

"No, actually, she is just interested in arts," he replied while looking down at Hazel.