Subsequently, Ji Mochen's side could finally take action. The lawyer team started working.
As for the Ji Ruochu's IQ test report provided by the school earlier, everyone discussed it and still did not make use of it, because -
"Although it has been preliminarily confirmed that it should not be the matter from Jinzhuang, unnecessary attention should not be drawn at this time, especially to Ruochu."
These were Ji Moting's original words.
And after Ji Mochen and his wife discovered that their daughter really didn't care as she said, they swallowed their anger.
In the end, Ji Mochen only posted a status on the social platform:
[Although I am a public figure, my child is not. She is just a child going to kindergarten.
My wife and I have never expected her to be a "genius." We only hope that she will grow up healthy and happy, which I believe is also the expectation of most parents for their children.
Therefore, I hope that those who are dissatisfied with me will be more open and come at me directly instead of hurting a child.
If you continue to spread rumors about my daughter, see you in court. Let your children and relatives also feel what is meant by "false rumors can kill." ]
As soon as such solemn clarification statements came out from three parties, even if some still doubted that Ji Ruochu got in through the back door, no one dared to make a sound anymore.
The incident came to an end for the time being.
As for Ji Ruochu, one of the protagonists of this incident, she was really not affected at all, struggling with subjects every day, busy as a top.
Her old father Ji Mochen, after the storm subsided, continued to prepare for his concert.
Of course, he still firmly sat in the Capital Kindergarten parents circle as an eye-catching big shot, after all he was the eccentric parent who had to turn red every time he took his daughter to school.
By now, the school teachers were already used to it.
They could even watch expressionlessly the magical scene of a five-year-old child calmly comforting a nearly forty-year-old handsome middle-aged man.
In addition, what the teachers of Class i cared most about every day was -
"Learned it all?"
"All the children can do it?"
"There are also some who can't... Who taught them?"
"She also tutored her classmates?"
"......Seems too free."
Just as Ji Ruochu thought, the little friends in Class i struggled with knowledge beyond their level every day. Far from being isolated, they clustered around Ji Ruochu after class like iron fillings to a magnet.
"I'm teaching you now. In the future when I don't understand, you should also teach me. If I can't understand, don't think I'm stupid!"
The little one said earnestly with a book in hand.
Other little beans: Okay, okay, okay!
Seeing this, Jiang Zhi, sitting behind Ji Ruochu, curiously asked while twisting a Rubik's Cube, "Brother Zhiyuan, why is Ruochu so worried that she won't understand in the future?"
The latter thought for a while before guessing, "Perhaps this is what the teacher said, 'think three steps ahead.'"
The little chubby one who pretended to pass by but actually craned his neck to hear someone's thinking process......silently retracted his foot.
Days passed steadily like this. In a flash, it was winter. The little carrot heads in Capital Kindergarten were all wearing thick down jackets.
The classroom had heating and it looked fine. But as soon as they went outdoors, the group of children were all wrapped up in a round ball, looking very cute.
Children this age didn't have the idol baggage of wanting style over warmth. They wore whatever the teacher asked them to wear.
As for Ji Ruochu...how to put it?
An enthusiastic lover of leggings!
She was the child in Class i that teachers didn't have to worry at all about catching a cold. Sometimes they even had to pay attention to whether this child was wearing two pairs of leggings.
For this, the former professional actress in her previous life said, nothing could be done about it, the concept of health preservation was already ingrained in her bones.
The group of teachers often looked at her and marveled: They had never seen a more worry-free child than her.
When it was hot she didn't make a fuss to eat ice cream, when it was cold she didn't make a fuss to take her clothes off. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call her the best model student in kindergarten.
That winter, Ji Mochen finally held a concert under the eager anticipation of his fans.
The first stop in Capital City immediately topped a series of hot search terms.
#True to Ji's Reputation, His Skills Remain Sharp#
#Just Playing Around, Never Joking About Singing and Dancing#
#The Youngest Concert Audience#
#Ling Chujin Brings Her Daughter to Her Husband's Concert#
#Sitting in the Front Row, Jumping to the Beat#
Funnily enough, although it was Ji Mochen's home turf, Ji Ruochu's hot search had one more entry than his.
But it only lasted briefly, because not long after, these few hot search terms were taken down.
After Ji Mochen fans' revelry ended, it was almost Spring Festival. Naturally Ji Mochen wrapped up work to return home for a family reunion.
Previous years he would perfunctorily participate in a few TV stations' Spring Festival galas, but this year was different. Because his daughter started school, the family's time together greatly decreased.
So he declined all invitations, and went back to the old house with his wife and daughter to celebrate raucously, then went to the Ling family the next day.
It's worth mentioning that this year at the reunion dinner, the 6-year-old Ji Ruochu bit down too hard on a dumpling with a coin in it after receiving a string of red envelopes, and -
Successfully knocked out one of her front teeth.
Looking at the little tooth and coin in her bloody palm, the little one closed her eyes in pain.
Ah!
She could no longer freely communicate face-to-face with people!
That night, the little one expressionlessly put the cleaned little tooth in an iron box, then threw it under the bed.
Thus, Ji family's little princess Ji Ruochu officially entered the teething phase.
