Genius Club

Chapter 1470: Epilogue 2: Yingjun and Yu Xi

The little girl next to her let out a long "oh" sound.

She nodded:

"I don’t have grandparents, they died before I was born, but grandparents and parents are different, right?"

After saying this, she shook her head:

"I can’t really explain it, just feels different."

"Wow! My daughter is amazing!"

The two were on the swings, and the little girl’s father cheerfully came from behind, grabbing the chains on either side of her swing:

"Daughter, look at how low you’re swinging. This sister or that sister is swinging much higher than you."

"Come, let Dad help you swing higher!"

With that, the man pushed forward with great force—

The strength of an adult is like a dimensional attack on a child’s swing.

"Wooah!!!"

The little girl tucked her head down and held the chains tightly.

Her swing suddenly soared up, reaching a height more than half a meter above Yu Xi’s swing.

"Hold on! Here we go again!"

The little girl’s father was very happy, and when the swing swung back, he pushed it again with overwhelming force, adding more energy to it.

"Go again!"

With the regret of a once-powerful dragon, the swing went even higher!

Yu Xi silently watched this father-daughter duo working together to swing, expressionless, saying nothing.

Whether someone pushes a swing or not makes all the difference.

She was just a little kid.

Even if she was the strongest among her peers, she had tried quietly just now... even with all her strength, her legs almost cramping, she was still far from getting the swing as high as the little girl’s.

Of course, that’s how it is.

There were two people, father and daughter.

With such a strong dad helping push the swing, how could she compete?

In her heart, Yu Xi had already given up.

When the swing swung to its lowest point, she just casually pushed off the ground with her foot.

Gently.

Softly.

Just to pacify.

However!

Something magical happened!

She clearly only tapped the ground lightly with her toe, yet the swing launched like a rocket!

The wind blew her bangs apart, whisking them back with a whoosh.

What kind of acceleration is this?

It’s more intense than a sudden brake!

Yu Xi’s swing took off, the chains nearly parallel to the ground! If it went any higher, it’d start a circular motion!

How incredible.

Yu Xi’s eyes widened, and when she swung back to the lowest point, she tapped the ground lightly with her toe again.

Whoosh—

Took off again.

The swing launched like a missile, swaying above the orange-red sunset.

"Holy crap!"

The little girl’s dad was terrified, hurriedly picking up his daughter and stepping to the side, afraid they’d get hurt.

He pushed his glasses up, puzzled.

Looking at the swing path that clearly defied Newton’s laws:

"Does... physics not exist?"

...

In the sixth-grade classroom, the homeroom teacher tapped the activity schedule on the blackboard, smiling at the students below:

"This September, you’ll move up to junior high school and become junior high students. So this school sports day is the last one you can participate in during elementary school."

"According to school tradition, the last sports day is always a parent-child sports day. Remember to take the invitation home to your parents. Ideally, both Dad and Mom should come, as it’s a memorable time in your life!"

"Of course, if either Dad or Mom is busy, at least one must come, as many activities require two people, and can’t be done alone. As for grandparents, forget it, for safety reasons."

The classroom instantly buzzed with chatter.

Students waved their invitations, showing off:

"As long as my dad comes, there’s no way we lose the tug-of-war! He’s as big as a hippopotamus!"

"Haha, I’ve told you already my mom is beautiful; this time you’ll see for yourself!"

"My dad is a professional athlete! He’ll take on all your dads at once!"

"Huh? Why not let grandpa come... even though my grandpa is over 70, he’s always first in running and table tennis at his company’s sports day; those young people can’t outrun our chairman."

Little Yu Xi stuffed the invitation into her backpack, preparing to give it to her mom at home.

Her mom was usually very busy and rarely exercised.

But it didn’t matter.

The parent-child sports day was about having fun; she had already been first countless times at school and didn’t care about ranking.

...

When she got home, her mom wasn’t there.

It wasn’t until after she finished eating that her mom, looking exhausted, opened the door:

"Sorry, Yu Xi, work was just too busy today."

"It’s okay."

Yu Xi pointed to the curry on the table:

"I made some curry for you with the ingredients in the fridge, it’s still warm."

Zhao Yingjun changed her shoes, looking at the fragrant meal on the table and the ready chopsticks, with a complex smile on her face.

Sometimes it hurts when kids are too sensible.

Especially Yu Xi...

Even before Yu Xi was born, Zhao Yingjun had gone through it once.

She hoped, wished, Yu Xi could be naughtier.

Like.

Being unruly at school, making teachers call parents;

Getting into fights with kids in the neighborhood and having other parents come to their door;

Or not doing homework properly, getting bad grades, failing exams.

Zhao Yingjun knew this kind of thinking was strange, very "Versailles"...

But that’s indeed how she felt.

She genuinely hoped Yu Xi could be less sensible, less obedient.

In any case, it’s a complex mindset.

But Yu Xi never gave Zhao Yingjun such a chance.

At school, not only was she top in academics, but she also excelled in sports and competitions; she didn’t need supervising for meals, didn’t need dropping off or picking up for school, would even proactively clean the house, and when Zhao Yingjun was busy... would make meals like this.