It's not that she doesn't believe it, but Manshu's grandmother is an old lady from the countryside.
Although he was Director Gao's primary school teacher, there were few rural primary school teachers of that era who were highly educated.
"My grandma also learned it from the elders in the family. Now that we live across from the school, she has picked up this craft again and opened a small studio. She helps the neighbors in the community design clothes or change their clothes."
Manshu looked proud when talking about her grandmother.
She was so confident that even Ren Hua was curious.
"Then your grandma is really amazing." She also runs a studio?
Ren Hua could only think of the kind of tailor shop on the street that would alter people's clothes, do sewing and mending, and so on.
She thought to herself that Manshu's grandmother probably did this kind of work.
The teacher gave Manshu a few words of advice, telling her not to delay her studies while practicing.
Because judging from Manshu's current results, he is on the right track.
So even if you want to study jewelry design in the future, you can’t leave your studies behind.
"If you really decide to follow a certain path, then you'd better ask a teacher for private tutoring so that you can be more confident when you take the art exam."
After Ren Hua finished speaking, he put Manshu back in the classroom.
Manshu returned to her seat and quickly merged into the sound of everyone reading.
It didn't matter how many times Li Jiayin turned around and glared at her.
The morning went by very quickly. Li Jiayin’s mother came to school during the second period in the morning.
At that time, someone came and called Li Jiayin to the office.
She didn't know what they said in the office. Manshu only heard from Zhong Yuanyuan in front that Li's mother scolded Li Jiayin and asked Li Jiayin to come and apologize to Manshu.
This was what she secretly overheard when she went to the office.
Sure enough, just after Zhong Yuanyuan finished speaking, a lady walked into the classroom under the gaze of her classmates.
She was led by Li Jiayin to Manshu's seat.
"Are you classmate Yan Manshu?" Li's mother smiled kindly, but there was a hidden edge between her eyebrows.
When looking at Manshu, he looked at it calmly.
My daughter invited her parents because of this new classmate and offended Mr. Yan.
It's really hateful!
However, this little girl doesn't look like someone who can be related to Yan Zhan.
"Hello." Manshu stood up and nodded politely to Mother Li.
In her opinion, if the Li family can educate a daughter like Li Jiayin, her mother may not be smart.
The other party came to her to apologize, probably just to show Yan Zhan.
"Good news, why don't you apologize to your classmates?" Mother Li patted her daughter.
When she saw that Manshu was not at all flustered by her, he indeed gave her a high look.
"I'm sorry." Li Jiayin's face turned red and it took a long time to hold back three words.
She was so angry that she didn't expect that her mother would force her to apologize to Yan Manshu in public. She felt her face was burning, as if someone had slapped her twice.
"If you are asked to apologize, then apologize properly!" Mother Li's smile remained unchanged, but when she spoke to her daughter, her tone was mixed with warning.
Li Jiayin had already been scolded, but when her mother pushed her again, she burst into tears.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, how many times do I have to say it!"
After she said that, she turned around and ran away.
Mother Li was left standing there awkwardly.
"This...Classmate Manshu, look, our child is ignorant and has a bad temper. You don't want to be like her. Can I apologize to you on her behalf?"