Guo Rong joined Chun Yuxi's Pumpkin Games Studio. On the first day, she discovered that there were only two girls in the studio, and the rest were all boys, mostly in their twenties and thirties. There were also two who had just started college and didn't come to work every day, belonging to the "external aid" category like her son Guo Qian.
Besides herself, there was another girl in the studio with a very introverted personality. She sat in the corner workstation without saying a word, head down, appearing a bit unsociable.
"Great, finally a girl! Our studio is saved!" Glasses Colleague exclaimed with relief.
Guo Rong: "Isn't there already another girl?" She pointed to the girl in the corner.
The colleagues gathered around her to say hello simultaneously revealed pained expressions. Plaid Shirt said in a faint tone: "Take a closer look, is that really a girl?"
Guo Rong guessed: "It's a guy?"
"It's a long story, all because of the sins committed by our boss."
"You know our boss is a crossdresser? Initially, our group kept complaining that the studio had no girls, just a bunch of rough guys, and it felt like there was no motivation to work. So the boss said he would solve it for us."
The colleagues took turns supplementing the full story. The whole thing was that they had asked the boss to find a girl to balance out the studio's male to female ratio. But the boss couldn't find a suitable female employee, so he simply had them draw lots every three days. Whoever drew the red lot had to crossdress for a day at work to give the brothers some eye candy.
"What eye candy, it's simply blinding, especially Fatty and Glasses, how can you look at their crossdressing? Looking at them makes me more and more pure-hearted."
"Hey, is your own crossdressing any better looking?!"
"I'm saying..." The 'unsociable' colleague who had been hiding in the corner workstation also quietly came over, an excessively bright wig covering most of his face. "Now that Sister Guo is here, does that mean we no longer have to suffer this inhuman torture?" It was indeed a man's voice, and it sounded quite young.
Guo Rong joked: "You guys didn't rebel against the boss?"
Everyone fell silent for a moment, and finally someone said: "The boss gave special crossdressing allowances to the crossdressing colleagues, so we were... we were corrupted by money?"
Guo Rong understood, indeed it was 'having money therefore doing as one pleases'.
Everyone was very reserved with Guo Rong, the girl, at first. Each one tidied themselves up nicely to come to work, but it didn't last long before they completely let loose.
At first, when everyone was training together in the game, there were still several colleagues who were attentive, always shouting in the team channel: "Little Sis Rong come to my side, I'll protect you!"
"Little Sis Rong come quick, I have a first aid kit here, I'll give it to you!"
"Little Sis Rong died, everyone hurry and save her!"
Later it gradually turned into: "Wait? I just made one careless remark, how could you kill your teammate, sis???"
"Tsk, so shameless, how can you be so obscene?"
"Haha the other side is dumbfounded too, awesome sis, hurry up old lady, pull me up to pick up equipment!"
"Ahh I'm going to die, little sis come save me quick!"
In the end it was completely: "Holy shit, Old Guo your movement is too flirty, you've stunned the opponent hahahaha!"
"Ow fuck, come support me you idiot, I'm about to die...!"
Guo Rong's style was unorthodox; she favored tricky maneuvers that allowed her to survive from start to finish. Occasionally going wild could drive the enemy crazy. She was recognized by all her colleagues in the studio as the dirtiest-hearted hooligan player.
Guo Qian's style was completely different from his mom's. He was just fierce, his playstyle was basically more upright, or you could say direct. After spending half a month with his mom at the studio, he was molded by a group of older colleagues—who were like big brothers and uncles to him—into a scheming player no worse than his mom. When the mother and son were on the same team, it was like a mudslide.
Unfortunately, Guo Qian's happy gaming life didn't last long before it had to come to a pause, because summer vacation was ending and schools were about to start. He also had to fulfill his previous promise and obediently go to school.
Chun Yuxi had been scouting schools for him, and finally chose a very famous one. This private school claimed to provide high-end education. Getting into this school was equivalent to being able to enter the country's top universities. The school's list of alumni over the years was golden. Who knows how many people threw money to send their kids there.
Since it was his own son, Chun Yuxi naturally wanted to give him the best, and directly got him a spot.
However, a few days after Guo Qian entered the school, he started feeling down after returning home. Guo Rong thought he was just not used to it after being free for so long.
"What's wrong, is school very annoying?" Guo Rong put an arm around her son's shoulder, drinking beer and chatting with him.
Guo Qian had a solemn expression as he took a sip from a cup of cola: "I don't like this school."
Guo Rong: "What a coincidence, I didn't like going to school before either. But even if you don't like it, you still have to go."
Guo Qian: "..."
After a few days, Chun Yuxi received a call from the school. Guo Qian's homeroom teacher wanted to see the parents after just a few days of enrollment. Because Chun Yuxi had handled the enrollment matters, the parent number left was of course his, under the father column.
It happened that Chun Yuxi was crossdressed that day. Hearing the teacher's serious tone on the phone, he didn't even think to change clothes and directly took his bag and went.
"Teacher, what happened with my Qian Qian?" Chun Yuxi sat in front of the teacher, pulling Guo Qian who was standing to the side, letting him sit down too.
The homeroom teacher hesitantly looked at his beautiful face and long hair. For a moment, there was a blank expression, doubting that the male voice he heard was fake. He asked: "Are you student Guo Qian's... mother?"
Chun Yuxi was used to this and answered: "No, I'm his father."
The homeroom teacher fell into an even longer silence, his expression growing more and more complex as he looked at Chun Yuxi.
After a long time, he said: "It's like this, student Guo Qian has a bit of a problem. Our school has spring, summer, fall, and winter uniforms. The boys have a standard pair of pants, and the girls have a standard skirt. But student Guo Qian said that boys should also have the right to choose to wear skirts, and requested that we give him another set of the girls' uniform.
"This kind of thing has never happened before in our school. Boys and girls are inherently different, how can they wear each other's clothes, how is that proper..."
He glanced at Chun Yuxi's feminine attire and swallowed the rest of his words. Before Chun Yuxi arrived, he had prepared a lot of advice on educating children, but upon seeing this parent, he realized that the child's way of thinking was due to the parent's bad influence.
Chun Yuxi didn't expect this matter. He looked at Guo Qian with a bit of surprise and suddenly asked the teacher with a smile, "Can't boys wear skirts?"
The head teacher couldn't hold back and disapprovingly said to him, "Guo Qian's parent, I must say this to you. As a parent, you should set a correct example for your child. What does it look like for a boy to wear a girl's clothes? Even if it's your personal preference, if it affects the child, I think you should restrain yourself and not pass bad habits to the child."
Guo Qian listened angrily, jumped off the chair and said, "What right do you have to criticize my dad? It's you, the teacher, who can't set a correct example for children!"
Chun Yuxi's smile remained unchanged. He gently patted Guo Qian's little head, stood up and said to the frowning head teacher, "I understand this matter. The school skirt is not needed..."
The head teacher finally showed a reluctantly satisfied expression, but before he could say anything, he heard Chun Yuxi continue with a smile, "Nothing is needed. My child will not attend school here."
"Qian Qian, let's go. Dad will find you a school where boys can wear school skirts." Chun Yuxi took the beaming Guo Qian and walked out of the office, leaving the middle-aged male teacher stunned, shaking his head and sighing, "What's wrong with young people nowadays? They don't even know the traditional Chinese values of propriety, justice, integrity and shame anymore!"
Guo Qian was happy, but as he walked out of the school, Chun Yuxi looked at him with a half-smile and asked, "Did you really cause this incident because you wanted to wear a school skirt?"
Guo Qian felt guilty and mumbled with his head down, "Anyway, I don't like this school."
Chun Yuxi suddenly burst out laughing, picked him up and said, "That's right, I don't like this school either. Your teacher is full of nonsense, his mind is rotten. Even if he can teach children knowledge, the children won't receive a healthy and sound character education. We need to find a more suitable school."
Chun Yuxi had a wide network. Before long, he indeed found a new school. This school was a bit special, an experimental school that had only been running for a few years. Compared with those well-established schools that boasted enrollment rates into famous domestic universities, this experimental school focused more on distinctive education, teaching students according to their aptitude, and was more willing to give students more freedom to cultivate their wide-ranging interests and hobbies.
What reassured Chun Yuxi the most was that the principal of this experimental school was his senior schoolmate, still young but with a brilliant resume and deep background, a respectable and influential figure. After looking at the teachers hired by this school, he decisively decided to send Guo Qian to this school.
So the question arose, this school was not one that you could enter just because you wanted to. They admitted very few students, and there were more than just Chun Yuxi as a smart person in the world. Many well-connected parents who doted on their children were also willing to put them in a school with such a nurturing atmosphere. There was no choice, Chun Yuxi could only go find this senior schoolmate to pull some strings.
The two hadn't seen each other for a long time. While chatting together, Chun Yuxi brought up this matter and asked his senior, "Can boys wear uniform skirts at your school?"
The young principal smiled, revealing laugh lines at the corners of his eyes. "Our school hasn't had any boys express a desire to wear skirt uniforms before, but I think your son's idea is quite interesting. In the future when arranging for uniforms, I will give all students the freedom to choose the style of their uniforms. Boys can choose skirt uniforms, and girls can also choose pant uniforms."
Chun Yuxi went home and told Guo Qian the admission requirements. He needed to take two exams, a written test and an interview, and could only be admitted after passing.
"Son, do you have the confidence to get in?"
"Of course!" Guo Qian's fighting spirit was aroused as he said unyieldingly.
He made earnest preparations, and then went to take the exams. On this day, Guo Rong and Chun Yuxi went together to observe their son's exams. The exam content was a bit different from what Guo Rong had imagined. There was no sitting there flipping through test papers. The teacher and principal directly took Guo Qian to a computer and opened a game for him.
Guo Rong: "What kind of school is this? So cool?"
After watching for a while, she saw a bit of the trick. Although it was a game, it seemed to be a game that covered countless knowledge points, with interesting levels, including content from various subjects and disciplines.
Chun Yuxi quietly explained to her, "This is used to test his breadth of knowledge and interests, as well as things like mental agility. In the future, the teachers will refer to these circumstances for teaching."
The first exam ended, and Guo Qian still felt a bit unsatisfied. The second exam was on the sports field.
A group of students who looked about the same age as Guo Qian were there, with one child bouncing around holding a badminton racket.
"Come, Guo Qian, our second exam is divided into several small sections. The first is playing badminton," said the principal with a whistle around his neck.
The second section was running. In addition to the teacher keeping time, there was also a doctor-like figure in a white coat sitting there recording something.
The third section was picking vegetables. Yes, their school had a vegetable patch behind the cafeteria where they grew quite a few vegetables. The auntie from the kitchen was waiting for them there with a basket on her arm.
"The auntie will teach you which vegetables to pick. Later there will be a timed competition to see who can pick more between you and the auntie. But remember, you can't trample the vegetables or pick them badly, otherwise points will be deducted." The principal gave Guo Qian a small basket. "Come, begin!"
Guo Rong watched with great interest. Chun Yuxi quietly explained to her again, "Testing physical condition and personality... My senior schoolmate has always been called a genius, most suitable for teaching little geniuses. Don't worry."
At noon, they even ate a meal at the school, eating the vegetables and fruits that Guo Qian had picked. Before leaving, the principal said to Chun Yuxi and Guo Rong, "Remember to send the child to school the day after tomorrow. The school skirt uniform has already been prepared for your son."
The principal indeed sent out a notice, informing all students that from now on, school uniforms would not be divided by gender, and they could freely choose.
After entering school, Guo Qian discovered that out of the twenty students in his class, eight of the ten girls had switched to wearing boys' knee-length school shorts. Meanwhile, besides Guo Qian, two other boys wore girls' school skirts, and one of them even had two cute little braids tied by his mother.
From then on, the legend of Guo Qian becoming the school's top dog officially began.
Author's Note:
What? Green? I don't know.
What? Dating? I don't know either.
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