Chapter 630

The principal comes to offer congratulations, and Mom and Dad are overjoyed.

My mom is particularly interested in talking about TV dramas, the everyday lives of relatives and friends, and matters of family face.

I took out my phone and started searching for news about Jiangyang.

Jiang Yueyue taught me to look at the trending topics about Jiang Yang being the top scholar, as well as leaked photos from the set of "Fighter of the Destiny".

My mom's eyes widened and brightened, and she couldn't stop smiling.

He turned and poked Jiang Yueyue's forehead: "Look at your brother, how promising he is! You should learn from him!"

Jiang Yueyue ate her rice.

His cheeks were puffed out.

He mumbled back, "I did learn it! I just posted it on QQ Space, it's the same old non-mainstream style that my senior used to have. Chaoyue and MaiMai both said I was cool! Very unique!"

"Forget about mainstream and non-mainstream, just eat your food!"

My mom had just said something sarcastic when there was a loud knocking on the door.

"Yueyue, open the door!"

The little girl ran over.

I flung open the door and saw a sweet-looking woman standing outside.

A hooded sweatshirt paired with a denim mini skirt.

My feet are in clean sneakers.

Her long, black hair was tied into a high ponytail.

A few stray hairs clung to her cheeks, and she carried a canvas bag.

She exuded the youthful innocence and tenderness of a student, yet also possessed the delicate charm of a young artist, making Jiang Yueyue stare at her with disbelief.

A group of people were crowding around the stairwell behind her.

The man in the shirt was Jiang Yang's homeroom teacher, Mr. Li, who had a kind face.

The principal, dressed in a jacket, was refined and composed, with a smile on his face.

Finally, there were four men and women dressed in dark suits, carrying briefcases. They had a professional and polite demeanor and looked like respectable people.

Tian Xiwei was the first to smile, her eyes crinkling with gentleness: "Yueyue, I'm Tian Xiwei. Do you remember me? I'm your brother's classmate and also an artist in his company."

Jiang Yueyue's mind went blank for a few seconds before she came to her senses and remembered: "Sister Xiwei."

"Please come in, please come in!"

Jiang Yang walked over from the dining table upon hearing the sound.

She bent down to take out slippers from the shoe cabinet and greeted everyone naturally and calmly.

The old man paused, his chopsticks still in his hand.

My mother hadn't taken off her apron yet, her hands were still damp, and she froze slightly. The two of them looked over in confusion.

Upon seeing this, both of them were stunned for a moment.

A large crowd stood at the entrance.

There are people of all ages, and their clothing and appearances vary.

Jiang Yang did mention before that there might be guests coming in the evening.

Both husband and wife tacitly acknowledged that these were their son's classmates or friends, at most one or two.

Who would have thought so many people would come all at once?

They all had different auras and didn't look like ordinary students.

The old man squinted, and first recognized someone in the crowd: "Teacher Li?!"

His voice suddenly rose, he stood up, and his face, which had been slightly puzzled, gave a kind and polite smile.

He has attended the school's parent-teacher conferences.

I have a strong impression of Old Li's face.

Especially regarding Jiang Yang's early romance, when the school called his parents, he personally went to the office and talked to Lao Li face-to-face for most of the day.

I felt both nervous and embarrassed.

Fearing his son would be punished by the school, Old Li entered the door with a loud and cheerful voice: "Congratulations! Jiang Yang has become the top scorer, bringing honor to our school! We've come here specifically to congratulate him! This is our school principal!"

"Oh dear... Principal!"

The old man's eyes lit up, and the slight restraint on his face vanished instantly.

He was laughing so hard he couldn't stop.

He had met the principal before; it was during the mid-term exams last semester, on the day the school held its awards ceremony, and he, as the parent of one of the top students in his grade, went to listen to the report from below the stage.

Jiang Yang was filming in Hengdian at the time.

He went alone, which made him feel very important.

I saw the principal speaking from afar, and heard him praise the students who ranked at the top of the grade. Hearing Jiang Yang's name, in particular, made me feel incredibly happy. "Please come in, please come in! Have a seat!"

The old man hurriedly ushered us into the house, being incredibly hospitable, and immediately said, "Have you eaten yet? We're eating just now, have some with us, it's just some home-cooked food, don't mind!"

His gaze swept over the principal, taking in the four smartly dressed men in suits who were following behind him.

They wore matching dark coats and leather shoes, and carried briefcases.

They must be teachers from the school, either from the academic affairs office, the grade level, or the entire school leadership team.

The principal and the homeroom teacher went to his son's home to congratulate him.

The school values ​​its son so much, and with such a grand gesture, the old man felt proud and had no doubts whatsoever.

As soon as my mother heard the word "principal," she stood up straight from the dining table.

I became stiff and tense.

There was an undisguised joy in her.

Wanting to laugh but too embarrassed to be too obvious, she didn't know what to do with her hands and feet, and could only keep repeating: "Hello, Principal... Hello, Teacher Li... Please sit down, please sit down, it's so kind of you to come all this way..."

The group sat down around the mahogany dining table.

The clinking of bowls and plates carried the aroma of food.

Jiang Yueyue pulled up a wooden chair, ran over to Tian Xiwei, tilted her rosy cheeks up, and said with her eyes full of excitement, "Sit here! I really liked that postcard you wrote for me last time. I even took it to school to show off to my classmates. My brother is a star, and my brother's friend is also a star!"

Tian Xi bent down slightly and sat down, adjusting her skirt.

Her smile was gentle, but she was a little reserved: "Your brother is a celebrity, but I am not. My works haven't been broadcast yet, and I can't compare to your brother at all."

As she spoke, Tian Xiwei placed her hands neatly on her knees.

He sat upright, just like a student in class.

This is my first time visiting Jiang Yang's home.

This was also the first time that she had visited the company as an artist under Jiangyang Company, accompanied by brand representatives, the principal, and teachers.

It wasn't just to offer congratulations.

The main purpose was to accompany Jiang Yang in discussing his first major endorsement deal.

Jiang Yang was her classmate, her boss, and her mentor in the entertainment industry. She sincerely wanted to leave a good impression on Jiang Yang's family.

Therefore, one should be well-behaved, sensible, and not cause trouble.

This made the uncles and aunts feel that the artists Jiang Yang brought around were reliable.

When Jiang Yang and the brand representatives discuss the details of the endorsement, listen carefully and remember the key points.

Chao Yue didn't get this opportunity, Hao Chun didn't get it, Bai Lu, Ruo Nan, Zhou Ye—none of them had it.

She ran into her!

I'm really curious to know how an endorsement deal for a national brand was reached?
The brand's demands, the details of the contract, and how Jiang Yang responded—every step was a valuable learning opportunity.

“Xiwei, you…” Jiang Yueyue was about to ask Tian Xiwei about Jiang Yang.

"Call me 'older sister'!"

Jiang Yang interrupted.

"When Zhao Jinmai came to our house before, I called her Mai Mai, not 'sister,' and Mai Mai didn't mind at all; she seemed quite happy to hear it," Jiang Yueyue retorted. (End of Chapter)