"Mom Ping'an, let's go into the tea room and talk!" Teacher Shao said.

"No problem, let's go inside and talk."

The two walked in, and then Teacher Shao said, "I took the liberty to ask, are you Ping An's biological mother?"

Yang Xiaoqiao was immediately embarrassed and nodded: "I am Ping An's biological mother. I got married earlier and looked younger, so I looked younger."

"Ms. Yang is so beautiful. No wonder she was able to give birth to such a smart child."

The two chatted for a while, and then Teacher Shao got to the point: "I asked you to come here early today because I wanted to talk to you about peace."

"What's wrong? Did Ping'an cause trouble again, or did his studies regress?" Yang Xiaoqiao asked anxiously.

"Oh, no, Ping An's grades are very good, and she is still the first in the whole grade. She has full scores in English and math, and her Chinese grades are also very good. She is a little untalking. How to say it... She doesn't like to play with other students, saying that they are naive, and she doesn't play children's games at all. She is very resistant to singing, dancing, and morning exercises activities. This morning, she came to me and said that she had learned all the courses in the fifth grade and didn't want to waste time in class anymore. She asked me to apply to the school to skip grades and go to the sixth grade."

"How is her grades?" Yang Xiaoqiao asked.

"The grades are fine. The math teacher and the English teacher have also tested her. She answered questions very well. However, she is less than ten years old and is in the sixth grade at the age of ten. It is not good for her growth. Think about it, the junior high school students are all thirteen or fourteen years old, and she is only ten years old..."

"Teacher Shao, I'll go back and talk to her and let her give up this idea." Yang Xiaoqiao said.

"During the communication process, I hope you pay attention to the method. Although Ye Ping'an is only ten years old, his intelligence is probably fourteen or fifteen years old."

"Thank you, Teacher Shao, for reminding me that I know a little more about my own daughter." Yang Xiaoqiao stood up and reached out to her and shook her politely. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm letting you down."

"You're welcome, I have to thank you. Ye Ping'an is the model of learning in our school and the pride of our school."

The two of them were in a state of tranquility for a moment, and the bell rang after class, and it was time to finish school.

Yang Xiaoqiao walked out of the school and waited for a while before Ye Ping'an came out.

Other students were carrying schoolbags, but she was empty-handed and she didn't look straight when she walked.

"Ye Ping'an, goodbye." A male classmate greeted.

Ye Ping'an didn't look at him immediately, let alone answer him.

"Ping An, classmates say hello to you, you don't even respond, do you know whether you are polite or not." Yang Xiaoqiao stepped forward to teach you a lesson.

"It's just a little brat, no matter what he does, it's boring."

Ye Ping'an walked directly to the car, opened the car door, and walked in.

Yang Xiaoqiao walked into the car and looked at her childish face. Suddenly, she didn't know what to say.

In a blink of an eye, ten years have passed, and it has been six years since the last time I met her father.

Although Ye Ping'an is only ten years old, Yang Xiaoqiao doesn't know how to teach her.

She knows everything and can no longer coax her like coaxing a child.

"Where is Dad, is he back?" Ye Ping'an asked.

Yang Xiaoqiao was speechless again, not knowing how to answer.

Seeing that Yang Xiaoqiao did not answer, Ye Ping'an already knew the answer, took out his cell phone and started playing games.

"Don't play so many games for children, you will be myopic." Yang Xiaoqiao reminded.

"I will arrange the time to play games reasonably." Ye Ping'an replied.

"What do you want to eat?"

"casual."

Yang Xiaoqiao took her to the hotel and after dinner, she went home.

After returning home, Ye Ping'an locked himself in the room and locked him up.

"Ping An, don't lock the door, it's not good." Yang Xiaoqiao patted the door and reminded.

The door opened, Ye Ping'an looked at her and said, "I don't mind finding another man."

"What did you say?" Yang Xiaoqiao doubted whether he had heard it wrong.

"I said, I don't mind finding another man, but don't ask me to call him dad."

After Ye Ping'an finished speaking, he slammed the door.

Yang Xiaoqiao's tears flowed down, and he couldn't help it.

Over the years, she has understood her loneliness and peace.

What she didn't understand was that can ordinary men catch her eyes?

Yang Xiaoqiao returned to the room, opened the safe, took out a box from it, and opened it.

Inside is a booklet with four words written on it, a booklet for cultivation.

In addition, there are three small bottles that say: Take one or two layers of Qi training, take three or four layers of Qi training, and take five layers of Qi training.

"Ping An is talented and intelligent. I don't know if she should let her step into the cultivation of the truth. This is the cultivation of the truth and the elixir. I will hand it over to you now. Ping An's life will be decided in the future."

Six years ago, the words before Ye Xiong left echoed in his ears.

"Since you are the same as your father's personality and are unwilling to be ordinary, then I'll let you choose for yourself!"

"I hope you don't regret it and embark on the path of cultivation."

Yang Xiaoqiao walked to the next door with the box in hand and knocked on the door of the room.

...

Immortal Gate, above the main hall.

Master Sanyang stood under the hall, staring at the thousands of disciples below with bright eyes, and shouted: "This year's Immortal Ascension Conference is about to begin. I hope you can compete in style and style, go all out to strive for the top four, and enter the world of cultivation."

"There must be a quota for this year's top four."

Off the field, a familiar voice sounded.

Hearing these familiar words, the disciples on the field couldn't help but laugh.

"Tang Ning, you have participated in the fifth session. Every session calls this sentence. You are not tired of saying it, we are tired of listening." Taoist Sanyang laughed.

"This Immortal Ascension Conference is based on real skills, and it's not enough to just talk."

"I vaguely heard that today next year, our junior sister Tang Ning is still saying this."

The disciples off the field laughed and were overjoyed.

Everyone in the Immortal Sect knows who Tang Ning is.

She is the sister-in-law of the dignified King of Jiangnan. Since she came to the Immortal Sect six years ago, she has made the Immortal Sect a mess.

She kept yelling that she wanted to go to the world of cultivation, but she never succeeded.

People who were familiar with her, Yi Yi, He Mengji, and Phoenix, all entered the semi-finals and went to the cultivation world, but she was still standing there.

"Wait, I have a killer move this time, and I will definitely be able to enter the top four. Let's take a look." Tang Ning raised his mouth and shouted clangingly.

"Then let's see how Tang Ning, you made it into the top four." Taoist Master Sanyang laughed.
Chapter completed!