Forcing Me to Be Reborn?!-Chapter 51 - 50: Writing Poetry for You

Chapter 51: Chapter 50: Writing Poetry for You

Cheng left the private room, and Xu Yun immediately came over.

“I told you, isn’t it pretty?” Xu Yun said.

“It’s still not quite as good as when you were young,” Cheng didn’t miss any opportunity to flatter his wife.

“Cut it out, when it’s too fake it becomes meaningless,” Xu Yun said displeased.

The couple guessed that Cheng Zhu’s knowing these friends might be related to Jiang Wanzhou.

Cheng Zhu was a bit wild, and somewhat unruly, which his parents were aware of.

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But because of his personality, his parents were somewhat more at ease.

In the eyes of middle-aged people, if the economic gap is too big, it’s often hard for friends to play together.

For many parents, being from an ordinary family and suddenly having their child making friends with a bunch of rich second generation, showing up in three luxury cars just for a meal can be quite worrying.

At the same time, the parents might also feel a lack of confidence.

They would compare themselves with the parents of these people, some might even feel guilty towards their child.

However, it must be said, Cheng Zhu had always carried a bully-face since childhood, looked a bit rogue, but indeed never did anything that made his parents worry significantly.

Cheng and Xu Yun were quite confident in him.

So, one went back to the kitchen to cook while the other continued managing the accounts at the cashier.

But initially, they suspected Cheng Zhu was in a relationship, now they bizarrely didn’t think in that direction anymore.

In the private room, Little Youzi was originally doing her summer homework.

With all the hustle now, she naturally couldn’t concentrate.

Instead, Lin Lu and Qingning sandwiched her between them, very curious about what kind of summer homework a kindergarten kid could have.

“Did we have homework in kindergarten?” Lin Lu asked.

“I don’t quite remember,” Qingning replied.

Cheng Zhu, watching them, said, “Her summer homework doesn’t really matter, it can be done or not, the kindergarten isn’t strict about it.”

“It’s just that she herself really loves studying,” Cheng Zhu said, amused but helpless.

In fact, indeed some children love studying when they’re younger, and then a few years later, that enthusiasm suddenly disappears.

Little Youzi, hearing her brother prasing her love for studying, silently sat up straight, lifting her little face proudly as if she was being commended.

Wanzhou, nibbling on smashed cucumbers, asked, “Little Youzi, tell Brother Jiang, what homework you need to complete today. I’ll tutor you, definitely better than your brother.”

“No way!” Cheng Youu immediately retorted.

Wanzhou, unfazed, smiled and said, “Why not, I’m really good at teaching kids.”

Cheng Zhu heard this and didn’t interject.

Because he knew Wanzhou was indeed skilled in this area, as Little President Jiang was a caring person, a regular at the orphanage, and got along well with many of the orphanage’s kids.

In a previous life, Cheng Zhu thought the coolest thing this guy did was donating a Hope Primary School with his own earned money.

At that moment, Cheng Zhu felt this guy truly had the air of an overbearing CEO.

Lin Lu also curiously asked, “Little Youzi, tell sister, what are you supposed to learn today?”

Cheng Youu spoke up, “The teacher said we have to memorize three poems during the summer, any poem is fine.”

Immediately, the room got lively.

Poems, who doesn’t know a few?

Moreover, it’s about teaching kindergarten kids, definitely picking the simple ones. As long as one isn’t illiterate, everyone has something up their sleeve.

For a moment, the private room became abuzz, giving Cheng Zhu a headache with the chatter.

No help for it, with Wanzhou, Ming Lang, and Lin Lu these three troublemakers gathered, it was hard not to cause a stir.

Wanzhou was reciting “E E E.”

Lin Lu, to capture Little Youzi’s attention, launched her innate talent and… started imitating a goose’s cry?

Ming Lang loudly contested, thinking they should start with “Thoughts in the Quiet Night” instead of “E E E.”

His reason was bizarre; he had seen saltwater goose on the Yunlai Restaurant menu.

“Who knows how many are eaten here in a year, still singing with your neck stretched towards the sky. It’s already cooked, sing that to me.”

What kind of thought process is that?

Qingning, listening to the three troublemakers, felt they were really noisy.

Cheng Youu glanced at one, then another, struggling to absorb the bizarre information all three were conveying.

Of course, her main attention was still caught by Lin Lu’s goose impression.

Kids won’t think she’s a fool; instead, they find her quite impressive.

Seeing the sparkle in her eyes, Lin Lu immediately started talking to her in the tone of “Crayon Shin-chan,” completely forgetting she was supposed to teach her a poem.

Qingning couldn’t watch anymore and couldn’t help but speak out, “Weren’t you supposed to teach her a poem? What are you three doing?”

Among those present, only Cheng Zhu wasn’t intimidated by Qingning; the three of them were indeed a bit afraid of her and immediately quieted down a bit.

Cheng Zhu also spoke up, “Food will be served soon, at this rate, she won’t memorize a single poem before dinner.”

Lin Lu contested, “It’s not easy for kids to memorize poems, in such a short time she definitely can’t memorize a whole poem.”

“I was really slow at memorizing poems when I was little,” Lin Lu said.

“It depends on what poem it is,” Cheng Zhu shrugged.

Seeing this, Wanzhou couldn’t resist retorting, “Then why don’t you try?”

“Okay, what if I can do it?” Cheng Zhu looked at him.

“Then you’re amazing!” Wanzhou said.

Like the stand-up comedian Dou Dou said, guys are really simple creatures, they love making small bets, sometimes even without any stakes.

Maybe two guys walking on the street suddenly:

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“If you can touch that leaf, then you’re amazing.”

Who can resist not jumping at that leaf on the tree?

While jumping also putting on airs with a line, “Are you kidding?”

Like hell I can’t touch it!

Phrases like “you’re amazing,” “then you’re badass,” “I admire you”… These are truly the highest honors in the world of men.

Listening to Wanzhou’s words, Cheng Zhu thought, “Oh boy, I’ve got to get serious now!”

Suddenly, everyone’s gaze converged on him.

Cheng Zhu said to Little Youzi, “Come on, give me your notebook and pencil.”

He quickly began writing in the notebook, his strokes bold and confident.

Cheng Zhu’s idea was simple, children memorize slowly because their world is different from ours.

Their comprehension abilities and those of adults are also different.

What kind of poem can a child memorize quickly?

Naturally— a poem written by a child!

He quickly wrote down a poem composed by a third grader:

“[The black cloud and the white cloud got married,

We cheered,

Picking up the wedding candies they scattered.

— ‘Rain’.]”

This poem seemed to be written by a third grader.

After finishing one, he still felt unsatisfied, glanced at the street lamp outside the window, and couldn’t resist writing down that widely-known poem written by a 7-year-old.

Before he started, he glanced at Wanzhou and thought, “Now I’ll let you see who really has an awe-inspiring aura, who’s half naive and half divine!”

The perky voice actress, curious like a cat, walked up behind Cheng Zhu to see what he was writing.

Cheng Zhu, holding the pencil, swiftly wrote down:

“[‘Lamp’:

Lamp, burns a hole

In the night.]”

“Done!” Cheng Zhu put down the pencil, turning his head cheekily to Lin Lu and said, “You couldn’t have memorized even this kind of poem when you were little, right?”

Lin Lu, watching behind him, couldn’t help but hit him lightly, frustratedly saying, “Ah! Cheng Zhu, you’re so shameless!”

The others, watching their interaction, were immediately drawn in.