Chapter 1055: Registrating for Hobby Classes

Of course, in this new era, girls didn’t necessarily have to learn martial arts. It all depended on Su Le’s talent and interest–there was no need to force it. Gu Zi firmly believed in raising a child with both strength and wisdom. Martial arts could protect her, but so could intelligence.

Su Shen listened to Gu Zi’s thoughts and nodded in agreement. She really did consider everything when it came to their child’s future.

However, when it came to finding someone to teach Lele martial arts, he found himself in a bit of a dilemma. “I’ve never trained a little girl before,” he admitted. “Maybe we should hire a female martial arts instructor?”

It had been no problem when Gu Zi asked him to coach their two sons. Both boys were older and could handle his rigorous training style. But Lele? She was a delicate little thing, raised under Gu Zi’s careful care–could she really withstand his strict methods?

Finding a female instructor wouldn’t be difficult. A single call to the military, and they’d have a suitable candidate in no time.

But Gu Zi wasn’t convinced. “I know you’re just worried about Lele,” she said, “but don’t underestimate her just because she’s a girl. Softness can overcome hardness. If you could train her brothers well, you can train her too. How about this? Lele and I will both learn from you during the summer break.”

To Gu Zi, the solution was obvious. Why go through the hassle of hiring someone when they had an expert right at home?

More importantly, she didn’t trust outsiders with Lele’s training. She had read enough horror stories in her past life–news reports of martial arts schools where instructors had beaten students to death. The very thought sent a chill down her spine.

Before Su Shen could respond, Su Li had already bounded over to them, excitement lighting up his face. “Mommy, I can be your and Lele’s coach too! I’ll be a very gentle instructor, I promise!”

Gu Zi laughed at his eagerness, but Su Shen simply pulled Su Li aside, clearing his throat. “Alright,” he said to Gu Zi, “I’ll teach you and Lele myself. I’ll make a proper training plan.”

Su Li was indignant at being brushed aside, but after a moment’s thought, he realized he was in no position to compete with his father.

Fine. If he couldn’t be the coach now, he would just have to master every single one of his father’s skills. One day, he would surprise them all!

The next day, Gu Zi took the boys to the nearest extracurricular training center. She was someone who liked to execute her plans immediately–so today, she would let Su Bing and Su Li pick an interesting class each and sign up on the spot.

When they arrived, she was a little surprised. The training center was nothing fancy–just a collection of single-story buildings, a far cry from the towering complexes of the future.

But upon closer inspection, she realized how comprehensive the programs were. There were classes for accordion, painting and design, advanced mathematics, and even ancient cultural studies. The artistic atmosphere was undeniable.

And the instructors? Many were either from prestigious universities or had studied abroad. The teaching quality here far exceeded that of many future training centers.

It was true–no matter the era, the resources available to the wealthy were beyond what ordinary people could imagine.

As they passed by the third classroom, Su Bing suddenly stopped.

Gu Zi halted as well, following his gaze. A simple wooden sign stood next to the bright red door, reading “Accordion Arts Class.”

Inside, the faint sound of a child practicing could be heard. Then, out of nowhere–

A piercing wail shattered the air.

A little boy, no older than seven, came sprinting out, tears streaming down his face as he sobbed dramatically, “You’re all horrible! You’re ruining the future of our nation’s children! I’m going to call the police and have you all executed!”

Two instructors rushed after him, their expressions a mix of amusement and exasperation. One, slightly faster, called out, “Teacher Jiang was only trying to scare you! He didn’t really mean you wouldn’t get to eat if you didn’t practice! If you run home now, your grandma is just going to punish you!”

And with that, the boy vanished into the distance, leaving only the faint echoes of his sobs.

The second instructor, now standing near Gu Zi and the boys, decided against chasing after the runaway student. Instead, she turned to them with a polite smile. “Hello, you must be looking at the classes for your younger brothers? I’m one of the accordion instructors here–Jiang is my surname.”

Gu Zi nodded. “Nice to meet you, Ms. Jiang. I’m Ms. Gu. I brought my two sons here to explore their interests. What exactly happened just now?”

She wasn’t sure if Su Bing wanted to sign up for this class, but regardless, she needed to understand the situation. And besides, she couldn’t deny–she was a little curious.