We Meet Again

"Xiao Song, are you interested in joining our Calligraphy Association? "

"I'm just a small-time actor. Can I join?"

"It has nothing to do with your career. With your skills, it's more than enough for you to join."

"But I usually have to act, so I'm afraid I don't have much time to participate in many activities."

"Our Calligraphy Association doesn't organize any activities often. If we were to be so diligent, my old bones wouldn't be able to take it. It's only once or twice a year. You should be able to find time for it, right?"

As if afraid that he would continue to refuse, Master Yu continued to persuade, "You're a celebrity. If you join our association, you'll have an additional identity. Won't you attract more fans when you're exposed in the future?"

Song Qianming didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He didn't expect that an old man who was considered to be highly respected in this world would actually spend time and effort to persuade him.

What he didn't know was that the old man had other thoughts. Modern society was too impetuous. Many parents were eager for success, so they followed major trends and let their children learn Western musical instruments and oil paintings. On the contrary, things from their own country were despised.

It wasn't that their own school wasn't good, but that it would take more time to learn their own things, and they wouldn't be accepted by foreign schools and society. In the eyes of many people, it was useless even if you did well in your own country's things.

Now that such a great role model was in front of them, if they didn't quickly rope him in, who would help them promote? What could be more simple and effective than a big star promoting the quintessence of China?

Although this young friend said that he was just a small star, elder Yu had always been a good judge of character. He could judge a person's character by looking at their calligraphy. Such calligraphy was definitely written by a person with a righteous heart. In addition, this little friend looked upright and had real skills. He would definitely be famous in the future.

"Then I thank elder Yu for your favor." The old man was right. With an additional identity, especially one like being a member of the Calligraphy Association, if this was accidentally discovered by the media or fans in the future, he would definitely attract a wave of positive responses from the general public. Song Qianming was not a pretentious person.

"Then let's add each other's contact information. Write two more calligraphy pieces for me, and I'll show them to those old guys."

"No problem," he said.

Song Qianming didn't expect this trip to go so smoothly. Finally, he didn't have to worry about Youhuan's studies anymore. However, this place was still a little far from where they lived. He should rent another house nearby.

The rent prices nearby was much more expensive than his current residence, but no matter how expensive it was, he still had to rent it. So, after paying the tuition fees, the rent, and the deposit, Song Qianming had spent almost all of the pay he earned from filming 'Frost Falls'.

Without any money on hand, he began to feel anxious again. He didn't expect that Shen Bao'er would actually hand him an advertising contract for her family's products because she thought so highly of him.

Shen Bao'er was obviously very happy to see her again. "I knew you wouldn't refuse."

"I'm not famous yet. Why did you choose me?"

"Because I think you'll definitely become famous. Don't think that you're taking advantage of me. When you become famous, I won't be able to hire you with this price."

"No matter what, I still have to thank you." Song Qianming signed the contract without hesitation. He did not know when his next film would be, and he really needed this advertising fee.

"We're all friends, so there's no need to be so polite. Why didn't you bring Huanhuan?"

"I didn't bring her here today because I'm here to discuss a business collaboration."

"I wanted to treat her to a meal, but since you're the only one here, I'll just forget about it," Shen Bao'er joked in disdain.

Song Qianming smiled helplessly. He didn't expect his daughter to be more well-liked than him. However, his good daughter was so cute, so it was only right.

In the blink of an eye, it was the first day of school. Putting on the school uniform that the kindergarten had sent to his daughter, Song Qianming sighed in his heart. This expensive kindergarten was indeed different. There were several sets of uniforms, and they were all custom-made. But the money was worth it, because she looked much better in it than the one in the previous kindergarten.

"Let's go to school!"

At the school gate, almost all the cars were luxury cars. Even though Song Qianming was a man from ancient times and preferred horses, after living here for a long time, he also felt that men should be matched with luxury cars.

Moreover, it was time for him to learn how to drive. He heard that sports cars should only be driven by the owner. When he had money in the future, he couldn't just buy a sports car and let the chauffeur drive it, right? Song Qianming kept this in mind and decided to sign up when he had the time.

"Little sister Huanhuan!" Just as he was immersed in the fantasy of what kind of car he would buy when he had the money, he heard the voice of a brat behind him.

"Older brother Fengming!" Youhuan turned around in surprise when she heard him. Then, Song Qianming saw the two little children hugging each other.

Today, Xu Fengming was sent over by his mother. She still did not know Song Qianming and Youhuan, so she asked her son, "Fengming, why didn't I know that you've met a new friend?"

"We met at the amusement park last time." Xu Fengming explained to her, "Mommy, after that auntie lost me the last time, it was little sister Huanhuan and her father who helped me contact daddy."

"I see." Tang Wan immediately greeted Song Qianming.

"Mr. Song, thank you so much for last time."

"Your husband has already thanked me last time. You don't have to be so polite."

"I still have to thank you. Is this your daughter? She's so cute!"

"Your son is also very handsome." The two parents complimented each other's children out of courtesy, and then smiled as they watched the two children get along.

"Little sister Huanhuan, it's great that you're also studying in this kindergarten. We'll be classmates from now on."

"Older brother Fengming, what a coincidence!"

"That's because we're fated."

What fate? Song Qianming found the kid to be an eyesore. He always felt that this kid was an eyesore when he stood beside his good daughter.

"Then, little sister Huanhuan, let's go in together."

The children were picked up by the teachers, and the parents were not allowed to enter the school today. Therefore, Song Qianming could only stand like a rock and watch his daughter talk and walk further and further away.

"Goodbye, daddy!"

"Goodbye, daddy will come and pick you up after school." Hearing his daughter's voice, Song Qianming immediately smiled and waved. After all, she was still his good daughter. She didn't forget to say goodbye to him even when school started today.

This was the third time that Youhuan had come to the kindergarten. On the first day of the interview, she had come here for some tests and physical examinations. Although she was no longer a stranger to the place, she was still very surprised.

This kindergarten was simply too different from the one she had attended before. Not only were there many foreigners among the teachers, but there were also many foreigners among the students.

"Do we have to speak English in school? What if I don't know how?" She was a little nervous.

"Don't be afraid." Xu Fengming patted his chest and said, "I'll teach you. You have me."

"Stinky boys don't know how to take care of others. Pretty little sister, I'll take care of you in the future." At this moment, a crisp girl's voice suddenly came from the side. Youhuan turned her head and saw a short-haired girl looking at her with anticipation.