Absolutely not.

This is the most genuine thought in everyone’s mind at this moment.

Candy is smart, but her thinking is quite peculiar.

Staying in kindergarten for another year, we can expect a few "fun" incidents.

The pressure is immense.

There’s fear that the boss will say the kindergarten hasn’t done a good job educating her.

Of course, this is a thought that the principal only keeps to himself; he wouldn’t dare express his true feelings honestly.

He’s sure that if he did speak up, every word would quickly reach the boss’s ears.

By then, waiting for him might mean having to pack up and leave.

That’s certainly not what he wants.

Even if she really stays another year, it’s not a big deal.

It’s just a year; endure it, and it’ll pass.

Most of the time, Candy is quite well-behaved in kindergarten.

At least today, none of the children in the senior class gave them a headache.

After eating, they each ran off to take a nap on their own.

In last year’s senior class, you couldn’t even imagine such a thing.

There were obedient kids, but there were more who were naughty and mischievous.

That’s just children’s nature.

At this moment, Candy’s headteacher suddenly asked:

"Principal, should we report today’s situation to the boss?"

The principal widened his eyes and said, "Isn’t this just looking for trouble?"

"Besides, today was meant for the kids to play. Candy sitting with classmates at the door to sunbathe, what’s wrong with that?"

"There’s no problem!"

"They’re all so well-behaved, why do we need to involve the parents?"

All at once, the teachers still eating looked over, completely astonished.

But on second thought, there seemed to be nothing wrong.

Dazedly, lying in her bed, Candy rubbed her eyes for a while before opening them.

Eh, why is there crying outside?

Just awake, Candy was a bit puzzled; could it be that those little friends are grumpy from napping?

Candy looked around again. Goodness, where are all her bedmates?

And Xiang’Er?

How is she the only one left?

At this moment, Candy was confused.

What happened?

Could it be that she was the only one napping out of everyone?

Probably... not.

After lunch, she was the first to rush to nap.

But just as she was falling asleep, she vaguely heard others talking.

Inadvertently, Candy glanced at the smart watch on her left hand.

The next moment, Candy’s pretty eyes widened like saucers.

What did she just see!

The watch showed that it was already past four in the afternoon.

In just over twenty minutes, kindergarten would be let out!

It’s really unbelievable.

A nap lasting from noon until dismissal.

Watching the seconds tick on her watch, Candy got a little anxious.

If her brother found out his cute little sister slept at school all afternoon, wouldn’t he just give her a scolding?

Soon, Candy pouted dissatisfiedly.

The teacher was so carefree, didn’t even wake her up as class monitor. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

And Xiang’Er, not a word when she got up.

Hearing the crying outside, Candy hesitated as her feet landed on the ground.

Or wait another twenty minutes to leave, just sneak out at dismissal.

Otherwise, facing her entire class would be so awkward.

Thinking about the class monitor leading a lazy nap, she found it terrifying.

Candy sighed.

"Sigh~"

"This semester, I probably won’t be selected as a model student."

"I’ll just have to settle for first place."

While Candy sat on the bed in a daze, the dormitory door was pushed open.

Hearing the door creak open, Candy was startled.

Mainly feeling guilty.

"Mo Xiaoxue, you’re awake?"

"Just in time, let the teacher do your hair; dismissal is coming up soon."

"Teacher, why didn’t you wake me up?"

"Well, Mo Xiaoxue, there were no classes today. You looked so sound asleep, I couldn’t bear to wake you."

Candy tilted her head and uncertainly looked at the teacher.

Is that really so?

A few minutes later, a bewildered Candy was led to the classroom.

Just like the teacher said, there were no classes today, the classmates were playing at the back of the classroom.

Candy also saw Xiang’Er, who was sitting on a chair, engrossed in drawing something.

Looking back, the teacher had already left.

Probably went outside to soothe the children.

"Xiang’Er."

"Ah, you’re awake." Xiang’Er seemed a bit surprised.

"Mmhm, why didn’t you wake me?"

"The teacher said you might not have slept well last night, didn’t want me to wake you, meant for you to sleep more."

Xiang’Er chuckled, "But I didn’t expect you to sleep this long."

Elsewhere, the teacher who escorted Candy to class finally heaved a sigh of relief.

This compromise was the only solution available.

Who knew among the new kids, there’d be one with an even more peculiar mindset than Candy?

Having no other choice, they let Candy sleep more.

After a lot of effort to put the entire beginner class to sleep, really, just during the meal time.

The whole beginner class dorm became a scene of crying again.

All because of a single sentence from a little boy.

"Mom and dad don’t want us anymore."

That influence, instantly "touched" all the kids to tears.

Except for the little boy who said this, who calmly sat on the bed.

Didn’t cry, didn’t fuss.

One would think this child is the most obedient.

Even more troublesome, just when the teachers painstakingly calm all the kids, this boy can always speak shockingly, succeeding in making all the other kids cry again.

Just now, when the teachers managed to soothe the kids with the idea of the impending dismissal, this kid came out with another line.

"We’ll be brought back again tomorrow."

Listen, listen, what a realistic statement.

Not only did it break the kids, it also broke the teachers.

The principal even said they must talk thoroughly with this boy’s parents at dismissal.

If this continues, this little troublemaker could close down the kindergarten with his words.

This is probably the charm of language.

Remembering how that morning, when the boy was quiet, she praised him, she feels totally embarrassed now.

"Mom and dad don’t want us anymore."

"We’re going to be sold."

"If it’s not mom’s cooking, I’m not eating."

"We’ll be brought back again tomorrow."

Each line came from that little boy’s mouth.

Really can’t understand why this little guy has such a peculiar line of thinking.

Time flew by, reaching five o’clock. Under the gaze of the other children, Candy swiftly ran off with her little backpack.

Some other kids attempted to follow, but were mercilessly stopped by the security guard.

Among them was the little troublemaker causing the teachers headaches.

Only hearing that little guy adamantly point at the escaping Candy and question:

"Why can she go out and I can’t?"

"This place belongs to her family."

PS: Had a fight with my significant other, feeling particularly agitated, need some time to cool off.