With the pa.s.sing of time, Hu Yucheng had started to develop the looks of a handsome man. His dark, narrow eyes could charm a group of little girls with a simple casual glance.

Of course, Peach was an exception.

After hearing what Hu Yucheng said, Zhao Qing rolled her eyes at him and chided, "If you dare, you can just invite that tree to dance instead of inviting me!"

Grabbing the leaves of Peach, the Christmas tree, he responded in a strange tone, "Do you think that I won't dare to do that? If that's so, you better not cry later on."

"Enough! Be quiet! " Pretty Sister rapidly whacked Hu Yucheng's head with a loud smack and said angrily, "If you dare to ruin the performance, I will send all the love letters that you received from the girls and hid in your locker, to your dad's office!"

Hearing Pretty Sister's threat, Hu Yucheng backed down and responded weakly, "Okay…"

"The bells of the New Year are about to ring, and the wheels of time have left a deep print. Together with the warm suns.h.i.+ne of winter, New Year's Day is arriving as expected." The lights in the venue suddenly became dim, leaving only a spotlight on the stage. Shen Mochen's crisp child's voice gradually resounded throughout the hall, quieting the boisterous audience in the hall.

Immediately after Shen Mochen spoke, the voice of a cute girl rang out, "Today, as we gather here, let's enjoy the joy that fate has brought us, this wonderful time, and the 60th anniversary of our alma mater."

"The New Year's Day and 60th Anniversary Cultural Performance will now begin! First off, the students from the dance cla.s.s will be performing for us the famous ballet, "Swan Lake". Let's welcome them with a warm round of applause!"

Sitting below the stage, Professor Shen was shocked at seeing Shen Mochen dressed in the Tang suit. Beside him on stage was a young girl in a red satin cheongsam adorned with the Chinese words for luck, fortune and longevity. Standing next to each other, they looked like a golden couple, evoking the audience's adoration.

Usually, Shen Mochen is always expressionless. At that moment, he wore a faint smile on his face and his eyes were twinkling. It was as if he had suddenly become a different person.

Professor Shen rubbed his chin and asked in amazement, "Tsk, tsk. Is that my child? He actually seems quite cute."

Hearing his comment, Peach's parents discretely covered their mouths and snickered.

He Yue glanced at him in disdain. She kept mum but pondered to herself, "Should I get a Tang suit and cheongsam like the one they're wearing on stage for Chenchen and Peach to wear for the New Year?"

On the stage, the melodious music of Swan Lake was played, and the dance cla.s.s performed the second act of Swan Lake. The Prince was hunting by the lake when he spotted a group of beautiful white swans. As the sun gradually set, the white swans transformed into beautiful girls. The Prince and the Swan Princess then danced with each other.

One could not help but think that Pretty Sister's ch.o.r.eography was pleasing to the eyes. Although these children were not professional ballerinas, their movements appeared graceful and elegant. Coupled with the backdrop and the blurred effect generated by the lighting, the performance was like a scene out of a romantic poem.

Unaware that Peach was acting as a tree, Professor Shen asked, "Eh? Where is Peach?"