The Long Aotian Cub Becomes the Pampered Darling of a Wealthy Family 159

Chapter 159

At the beginning of the new semester, the class monitors were at their busiest. The teacher had assigned the task of getting the books. The first-grade children followed their class monitor, and seven or eight little boys came over together, each holding a few books, and swayed as they walked to the classroom.

Only the class monitor of the first grade, class three. He had been getting books for a day and had not appeared from beginning to end. Every time, it was Qin Ye who came over. Occasionally, he would bring Gu Nanqi with him, and the two of them would each carry half the books and shuttle through a group of noisy little brats.

The teacher in charge of distributing the new books was already familiar with Qin Ye. When Qin Ye came again, the teacher directly pointed to a watering can in the corner. “The watering can for class three is here. You can take it.”

Qin Ye hummed in acknowledgment, his straight face feigning maturity, but his tone still carried a hint of childishness. “Where are the English papers for the fourth grade, class six?”

The teacher let out an “ah.” “Wait, so you’re in the fourth grade?”

At this time, a red-lipped, white-toothed child wearing a pullover gradient pink and blue sweater bounced in, with a few tufts of hair sticking up on his head, and he spoke with great liveliness. “Teacher, I’m here to get the small water can for the first grade, class three.”

The teacher looked down, was surprised for a moment, and recognized him. “Aren’t you that… that little actor on TV?”

Tiantian’s eyes curved, and his full, pink lips lifted as he smiled and hummed in acknowledgment. “That’s right, teacher. I’m the class monitor of class three. Where can I get the small water can for our class?”

The teacher let out an “oh ho” in his heart. After a week of school, he had finally seen the true face of the class monitor of class three.

At this time, Qin Ye came out with a small water can in one hand and an English paper in the other. “Let’s go. I’ve already gotten it.”

Shen Tiantian waved his small hand, as happy as a brilliantly blooming sunflower. His dark and sparkling eyes overflowed with a few traces of joy, and he obediently said goodbye to the teacher. The teacher looked at his back and sighed softly.

“No wonder he can be a little actor.” Standing there, his eyes were as lively and beautiful as if they could speak, and everything around him became his foil. He deserves to be popular.

After half a month of school, Tiantian had gradually adapted to elementary school life. However, his position as a class monitor was also in name only.

Qin Ye would run to him too frequently, so much so that when the students in the class had something to do, it was mostly Qin Ye who helped to deal with it. Qin Ye, whose mental age was several years older than his peers, was very good at dealing with the matters of first-grade elementary school students.

The students’ new books were broken, their erasers were lost, they couldn’t buy snacks, and so on. All kinds of problems were not a problem at all for him. Therefore, one day when Tiantian had asked for a leave of absence to reshoot a scene, two children in the class had a fight. Xu Huiguo was so anxious that he ran to the fourth floor on his short little legs.

“Class monitor Qin! Class monitor Qin! It’s bad! Someone is fighting!” Xu Huiguo stood at the door of the fourth grade, saw Qin Ye, who was sitting in his seat reading a book, and called his name anxiously.

Qin Ye, this invisible class monitor of the first grade, class three, naturally put down his book and followed him downstairs to deal with it. The several children in the fourth grade found it strange and also followed Qin Ye downstairs.

On the hallway of the third class, two children were head to head, fighting like red-eyed little calves. Qin Ye went up to separate the two of them, his face cold, and he asked with his eyes lowered: “What’s going on?”

The two children angrily pointed at each other: “Class monitor Qin, it was Xiao Zhe who ate my spicy strips first!”

“Nonsense, it was you who drank my yogurt first!”

The two of them argued back and forth, but the fourth-grade students on the side were so shocked that they turned their heads to look at Qin Ye. “Qin Ye? Aren’t you the English class representative of our class?”

How did he also become a class monitor in the first grade?

The fourth-grade student muttered in disbelief, “Isn’t your scope a little too big?”

Qin Ye did not say anything, calmly dealt with this matter, and also found the teacher, letting the two children apologize to each other and write a self-criticism. The teacher almost followed suit and shouted: “Then let’s listen to the class monitor… Qin Ye. After you’ve shaken hands and made up, you can’t continue to fight in the future.”

The two little friends returned to their seats with their heads down, and Qin Ye helped to right the overturned desks and chairs. After he was done, Qin Ye finally returned to the fourth floor. The teacher returned to the office, couldn’t help but laugh, and said to the fourth-grade class teacher with a teasing expression:

“Old Wu, your class’s Qin Ye is now very popular with our class’s students. He’s a very good class monitor.”

The fourth-grade class teacher, Old Wu, was stunned for a moment. “That won’t do! Qin Ye is our class’s English class representative!” And he’s very good at it!

Qin Ye’s role as the invisible class monitor of the third class lasted for a whole semester. It wasn’t until the next semester when they had to re-elect the class monitor, and Tiantian had asked for a leave of absence to reshoot a scene, that he was not re-elected.

Qin Ye also finally laid down the responsibility of the little class monitor and was at ease as his English class representative.

The spring was bright, and a gentle breeze blew through the willows. Everything was slowly reviving at the beginning of March. Tiantian was wearing a sports-style sweatshirt, an eye mask, and was leaning against the seat of the plane to catch up on sleep.

The agent, Zheng Wei, was sitting on the side, looking at the paper script, and couldn’t help but sigh and pinch the bridge of her aching nose. The ancient drama little villain role that she had gotten for Shen Tiantian at the beginning was simply making people lose their temper.

At first, it was an actor who had evaded taxes, then it was an investor who had withdrawn his investment. After finally almost finishing filming in the summer, the investor had stuffed in a related person. The director was also a stubborn donkey and refused to add scenes for the newcomer.

In the end, after a long delay, the film crew’s funds were not enough, and the filming was stopped again. It wasn’t until the end of this year that Zheng Wei felt that this could not go on and resolutely contacted Shen Jinfeng with the director.

Shen Jinfeng’s studio was not specifically responsible for investing in TV series and movies. However, for Shen Tiantian’s sake, Shen Jinfeng had still allocated a sum of money to make up the investment. Shen Jinfeng even teased: “When Shen Tiantian becomes popular in the future, he has to thank me properly.”

Just by following Shen Tiantian and investing in movies and TV series, Shen Jinfeng didn’t know how much money he had invested. When the plane landed, Zheng Wei held Shen Tiantian’s hand and took the car to the film crew.

Shen Tiantian had grown a little taller this year, but his appearance had not changed much, and most of the shots could be kept and did not need to be reshot. There was no scene for Tiantian today. He simply moved a small stool and sat in the film crew, observing the other actors act.

Every actor had their own unique way of acting. Shen Tiantian had been running around with the film crew these past few years and had learned many different ways of expressing emotions. He propped up his little face, and his round and moist eyes were watery and bright, as if a wisp of a new green branch had fallen into them in spring, and he was full of vitality.

The director turned his head to look at him, the corners of his mouth lifted, and he handed over a bottle of yogurt. “Tiantian, don’t be anxious. You have few scenes to film, so it should be over in a few days.”

Tiantian hummed twice, puffed out his cheeks as he drank the yogurt, and continued to stare at the set with his dark pupils. The setting sun slowly cast a wisp of afterglow, and the orange-red light dyed Shen Tiantian’s fair skin a light red.

Tiantian moved his small stool to finish work and went back with his assistant, Little Zhou. Little Zhou had also grown a lot these past two years. When he went out to film with Tiantian, he would carry a large crossbody bag filled with all kinds of necessary items.

The two of them hid it from the agent, who had returned to the hotel early, and prepared to secretly go and eat fried chicken. “We’ll be quiet. We’ll wipe our mouths clean after we’ve eaten.”

Tiantian nodded vigorously, his little eyes filled with anticipation. The two of them hadn’t found a fried chicken shop yet when they came out of the film crew and ran into an unexpected person. Tiantian’s cousin, Ye Jiabao.

These past two years, Ye Jiabao’s mother, Lin Xue, had, after all, managed to marry a small nouveau riche and had found a stepfather for Ye Jiabao. But it was said that she was a third party, and the nouveau riche’s ex-wife was not easy to mess with and had caused a lot of trouble for Lin Xue and the nouveau riche.

Lin Xue had been hiding abroad these past two years and didn’t dare to come back. The nouveau riche’s ex-wife was so fierce that as long as Lin Xue dared to step into the country, she would bring a group of bodyguards in black, beat her black and blue, and take pictures and post them online for people to curse.

Lin Xue had lost a lot of face and could only dejectedly continue to hide abroad with the nouveau riche. She didn’t even care about her biological son, Ye Jiabao, and had directly thrown him to the domestic agency.

Ye Jiabao also looked down on his mother’s stupid actions. In his previous life, Lin Xue had been by Ye Jiabao’s side and had given him a lot of bad ideas, which had made Ye Jiabao’s life a mess. Not only had he offended the two villainous brothers, but he had also offended the original male lead, Qin Ye.

It’s good that his mother is gone, Ye Jiabao thought. So that she won’t be a drag on him. Ye Jiabao’s momentum had been good these past two years. He had acted in many dramas, and the title of a national child actor was about to be established step by step.

But he couldn’t stand his biological mother’s torment. If he continued to develop like this, Ye Jiabao would one day be able to surpass the Shen Tiantian of his previous life! This had become an obsession for Ye Jiabao.

In his previous life, the star-studded and flower-clustered big star, Shen Tiantian, when he attended events, the whole venue was his starlight light board. The fans’ cheers were deafening, and the waves were about to lift the roof. A top-tier celebrity, he was extremely popular.

For example, he was even more popular than the current top-tier Lu Wei. That shocking scene had been in Ye Jiabao’s mind and he had not been able to forget it to this day. The two of them hadn’t seen each other for several years. Since they had met by chance, they naturally had to greet each other.

Ye Jiabao was the first to take off his sunglasses, with a full little star’s air, and he lifted his chin a little. “Shen Tiantian? Are you also here to film?”

Tiantian almost didn’t recognize that this was his cousin. He reacted for a while and nodded slowly. “Cousin, it’s you. Grandma said that Auntie has gone abroad and wants to take you back to live with her.”

Tiantian’s grandma was the type who became more soft-hearted as she got older. Although she knew that her biological daughter, Lin Xue, had done many outrageous things, she couldn’t help but feel sorry for her grandson, Ye Jiabao, who was left alone in the country.

Unfortunately, Ye Jiabao had long since changed his phone number, and Grandma couldn’t contact him at all. Hearing this, Ye Jiabao let out a sneer.

At seven, his eyes looked even more disdainful than before. After two hit TV series, he had gradually regained his former lofty feeling. “Take me back to live? Impossible.”

Shen Tiantian scratched his head foolishly and asked, “Why?”