Six years later, she took three milk balls to blow up the world

Chapter 614 He is also nervous

"Why are you here?" An Yan looked up and was pleasantly surprised.

She has been busy with the company's affairs recently, and Bai Shao is even busier than her.

The Weisman Design Competition made Bai Shao famous overnight. After the Weisman Design Competition ended, she continued to receive film appointments.

But Bai Shao's previous scandal with Song Jing was all over the place. She didn't like the entertainment industry, so she only accepted endorsements from her own company, almost becoming Bai's exclusive spokesperson.

Since the Bai family came to the imperial capital to develop, with the full support of the Zhan family, they have already established a firm foothold. Now with Bai Shao as their spokesperson, they are even more powerful and gaining momentum.

In addition to filming commercials, Bai Shao also had Bai Shao's music shop to take care of. In addition, she was engaged to Song Jing, so she was so busy that she was nowhere to be seen every day.

When Bai Shao saw An Yan's surprised smile, she knew she had come to the right place.

"My brother-in-law said that you were too nervous because you were going to attend the parent-teacher meeting, so I came to comfort you."

"He called you?" An Yan blushed in surprise.

Why does this stinky man tell people everything?
"What else? I didn't install surveillance cameras in your home."

Bai Shao pulled An Yan to sit down on the sofa, stretched out her slender fingers and placed them near An Yan's temples, massaging her gently.

As soon as he lowered his head, he saw the tiny glimmer of water in An Yan's palm, which was the tension that hadn't had time to subside.

Bai Shao lowered her voice to comfort: "Actually, Sister An, you really don't need to be so nervous. You are a domineering female CEO. You can usually negotiate projects worth hundreds of millions. Every time you are in a hurry for a reception, you have to face so many people." So calm, why are you afraid of a small parent-teacher conference?"

"I'm not afraid, I'm just afraid of embarrassing the three little ones."

An Yan also felt helpless with herself: "Parent-teacher conferences and contract negotiations are different. If I don't do a good job, the three little ones will be laughed at by their classmates in the future."

"You're overthinking it. As long as you stop there, you won't have to say a word, and you'll be able to captivate a large audience!"

Bai Shao really didn't understand what An Yan was worried about: "This means that you don't want to enter the entertainment industry. If you are willing to shoot an advertising TV series or something, you will be more popular than me in minutes!"

"You are really pushing the date too far. You should marry Song Jing as soon as possible. Once you get married, have a child and send him to school, you will understand my feelings."

"That will have to be at least five or six years later. Even if I understand, water cannot quench my thirst."

Bai Shao said this with a smile and had no objection to An Yan's words at all.

She also wanted to marry Brother Song and have a child as soon as possible. She had already thought about the name of the child.

But now is not the time to say that.

Bai Shao walked over, picked up the manuscript on the table, read it over, and nodded: "Sister An, you wrote the manuscript very well. Now you just need to memorize it. I will accompany you in rehearsal today, and I will be the parent, sitting here. I can listen to your speech, see where there are shortcomings, and point it out to you. How about it?"

"Of course that's good. By the way, do you think I should wear a suit or a dress then?"

When An Yan heard that Bai Shao was going to accompany her in the rehearsal, she felt much more relaxed, and quickly discussed with Bai Shao how to dress for the parent-teacher meeting.

"This is simple. Can you just look for some videos of the parent-teacher conferences of Diyuan Primary School and watch them?"

"What a great idea, I'll call Teacher Li right now!"

With Bai Shao chatting beside her, An Yan's nervousness dissipated unconsciously. When she read the manuscript again, her voice and expression relaxed involuntarily.

Two days passed in a flash.

The day for the parent-teacher conference of Diyuan Primary School has arrived.

Early in the morning, San Xiaozhi and Zhan Mochen both got up early.

An Chenchen and An Suisui were wearing the student uniforms of Diyuan Primary School. Their bodies were straight and their bow ties were tied meticulously.

An Nuan Nuan is a girl-style suit and skirt uniform. It is soft and cute, and has the unique spirit and vitality of primary school students.

A tall and slender figure stood beside them, looking up at the direction of the stairs to the second floor with them.

An Yan has been in the cloakroom for 10 minutes.

An Suisui looked at the time: "Is Mommy nervous again? Let me go up and take a look."

"hold on."

Zhan Mochen rubbed his eyebrows, thinking of the dresses and suits spread out on the bed last night, knowing it but puzzled.

Is it necessary to pay so much attention to it?What's so good about those clothes? No matter which outfit you wear, you can instantly kill a large number of parents, so why bother?

She was so serious about choosing clothes that she didn't even look at him when he was wearing a bath towel and waving his abs in front of her.

Zhan Mochen was complaining dissatisfiedly when the sound of high heels suddenly came to his ears.

An Yan appeared at the end of the stairs on the second floor, smiling and looking shyly at the primary and secondary students downstairs.

"Do you think I'm traveling like this?"

Zhan Mochen and the three little ones raised their heads and held their breath for a moment.

An Yan wore a navy blue knee-length dress, made of satin and covered with a layer of gauze. The skirt was dotted with diamonds and large white roses.

Wearing white high heels, she walked down the stairs step by step. Her delicate face was beautiful and agile, echoing the rose flowers on her skirt, as if they were floating together in the water waves.

Zhan Mochen's eyes darkened for a moment before his breathing became smooth again.

The three little ones cheered and ran up the stairs to greet their mother.

"Mommy is so beautiful, like a fairy!"

"Mommy is so beautiful. You must be the most beautiful mommy in our class and our school—no, in the world!"

The three little ones excitedly held An Yan's hand and followed her downstairs.

Feeling Zhan Mochen's appraising gaze, An Yan felt uncomfortable for a moment.

"I shouldn't be rude if I wear this skirt, right?" She asked Zhan Mochen shyly.

Diyuan Elementary School is an aristocratic school. Even a small parent-teacher meeting is as luxurious as a small banquet.

An Yan watched the parent-teacher meeting video sent by Teacher Li and finally chose such a simple and neat dress.

It is more concise and neat than a dress with a long tail, and it will not be looked down upon because it is not dignified enough.

Zhan Mochen's burning eyes were glued to An Yan for a moment, then he moved away with difficulty and said in a low voice: "Well, it's good."

An Yan breathed a sigh of relief and walked out holding An Nuannuan's hand: "Then let's leave now. We won't be able to catch up if it's too late."

"it is good."

Zhan Mochen raised his hand to loosen his meticulous tie and lifted his heels.

When he got in the car, he suddenly asked An Chenchen.

"There are no male teachers in your class, right?"

"Except that the physical education teacher is a male teacher, there is nothing else." An Chenchen said as he looked back at Zhan Mochen, seeing all his father's little thoughts.

He thought for a while and added: "But our classmates' dads should all go to the parent-teacher conference."

Zhan Mochen's brows and eyes, which had just softened, tightened again.

If he had known earlier, he should have chosen the clothes for the little woman himself.

It's just a parent-teacher meeting, why are you wearing such nice clothes?

Next to him, An Suisui saw his father's face changing again and again, covering his mouth and snickering: "Hehe, daddy is nervous too!"

"Huh? Husband, why are you nervous? You don't have to go on stage to speak."

An Yan's mentality had calmed down. Hearing this, she looked at Zhan Mochen and was very amused.

This man would actually be nervous because of the parent-teacher conference. I really couldn't tell it before.

Zhan Mochen looked at the little woman's smiling face, and his expression became even worse.

I really want to turn around and go back and hide the little woman.

Or, is it too late to grab the speech now and deliver it yourself later?

(End of this chapter)