Daddy Academy

Chapter 3292 Cheng Cheng Story Team

Chapter 3292 Cheng Cheng Story Team

A light rain fell in the early summer evening. After the rain stopped, it only lessened and became a light drizzle. The water lines under the eaves turned into water droplets.

In Little Red Horse Academy, the classroom lights are soft.

Around a large long table, the so-called "Chengcheng Story Team" was officially established and immediately held its first working meeting.

Chengcheng sat in the middle; she was the protagonist, the future great author of bedtime stories.

In front of her lay a brand new notebook with stars and moons printed on the cover.

This notebook was a gift from Xiaobai, who said it was specially given to her for writing stories, and it was touted as a "writer's notebook".

Xi'er was appointed as the secretary-general of the "Chengcheng Story Team," and she was required to take meeting minutes at this meeting.

Xiao Weiwei was also invited, supposedly to do news reporting. In the future, when Chengcheng's story collection is published and Chengcheng becomes famous and a great writer, when reporters ask about the process of becoming famous, Xiao Weiwei's news will become history. Therefore, this job is of great responsibility and glorious mission.

Xiao Bai tapped on the table and said, "Quiet! Meeting is starting! Before we begin, I'd like to say a few words."

Liuliu immediately said, "Xiaobai, why do you talk so much? You're going to say a few more words, so please stop."

Little White was furious: "Shovel, you idiot, can you please shut up?"

Liu Liu retorted sharply: "What? I can't even express different opinions? Can't you even listen to different opinions?"

Just as Xiaobai was about to get up, Xiaomi quickly comforted her, saying, "Never mind, never mind."

Xiao Bai took two deep breaths to calm herself down: "Forget it, I won't argue with you. I know you're just jealous that I became the squad leader. You wanted to be the leader but didn't."

Liu Liu: "That's not true! I'm not obsessed with officialdom. I have absolutely no interest in being an official! I'm only interested in being a good person."

Xiaobai rolled her eyes at her, not wanting to talk to her anymore. She said directly, "There are three topics for this meeting: first, to determine the content of the storybook; second, to discuss the creation process; and third, other matters."

Liuliu immediately said, "Isn't this just two points? Why do you insist on saying three? Just like your old man."

Xiao Bai couldn't take it anymore: "Come on, you silly boy, let's go outside and have a showdown. Either you hang, or I hang. Tonight, one of us has to be hanging on a branch."

Liu Liu remained seated and laughed, "Look at you, you're getting impatient again. I was just joking with you. Are you someone who can't take a joke?"

As soon as Liuliu finished speaking, she felt something hard pressing against her back, and a small, childlike voice sounded in her ear: "Liuliu, don't move like that! My radish knife isn't for show. Auntie! What do you want to do?"

The smug look on Liuliu's face vanished instantly, replaced by fear and trepidation: "Don't do anything rash, Robin. I have a lot of fans. If something happens to me, they will avenge me."

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After Liu Liu's antics, ten minutes passed, and the work meeting became rather dull. It was only after everyone's persuasion that Xiao Bai and Liu Liu finally sat back down in their seats. Robin also put away her radish knife and moved to sit next to Du Du. Du Du was the only one in the room who could keep a steady eye on her.

Getting back to the main point, Xiaobai asked Chengcheng to speak first, to see which story she wanted to write first.

Chengcheng's gaze lingered on the blank page of the notebook for a moment, then she said softly, "I want to write about the little glowing stone first."

Xiaobai immediately remembered this story; of all the stories she had heard last year, this one was particularly memorable.

"Great! That story is wonderful! It's both heartwarming and magical! Let's write this one!"

Xi'er recalled the story she had heard, saying as she recounted, "The protagonist was a small stone forgotten at the bottom of a riverbed. It felt dull and useless. One day, it rescued an injured firefly, and the firefly, to thank it, taught it to collect the light from the moonlight and dew..."

"Yes, yes, yes!" Liuliu interjected excitedly, "Later, Little Stone learned to glow. It didn't glow on its own, but it could turn the beautiful memories it saw into points of light and store them, then release them when others are sad! Warming the whole world! I cried when I heard that! Really! I'm not kidding!"

Dudu exposed her: "You were drooling in your sleep and talking in your sleep about whether stones are edible."

Liuliu: "...That was the first half! I woke up during the second half! I was moved!"

Xiaomi looked at Xier in amazement: "How do you remember Xiwa so clearly?"

Although she also remembered the story of the stone, she only remembered the general plot and could not recite it like Xi'er could. Even Chengcheng was surprised.

Xi'er smiled and said, "I really like this story, so I remembered it."

Robin revealed, "Sister Xi'er told me this as a bedtime story last night, haha, I cried while listening to it."

This little guy always likes to imitate Liuliu.

Chengcheng's lips curved slightly. She picked up her pen and wrote the title in her notebook: "Collecting Starlight in Small Stones".

"Chengcheng, are you going to start writing?"

Liuliu's eyes lit up instantly. With lightning speed, she dragged her little stool and moved to sit directly opposite Chengcheng. She rested her chin on her hands, stared intently at the story, and assumed the perfect listening posture.

"Chengcheng, you keep writing, I'll just watch from here and won't bother you."

Xiao Bai looked at her suspiciously: "Liu Liu, how can Cheng Cheng write when you're so close?"

Liu Liu declared righteously, "I'm just creating an atmosphere for her! Writers need encouragement from their audience! Look, when Cheng Cheng sees how expectant I am, her inspiration will definitely come in a flash!"

Chengcheng didn't speak, but lowered her head and began to write, stroke by stroke. Her handwriting was delicate and neat, and although she didn't write fast, she wrote very steadily.

The reading area quieted down, with only the scratching of pens on paper and... Liu Liu's breathing, which she tried to suppress but was still clearly full of anticipation.

Robin, carrying her inflatable steel fork, stood guard at the entrance to the reading area, preventing others from coming in and disturbing the area.

Chengcheng wrote a few lines, describing the little stone's loneliness in the dark riverbed.

Suddenly, Liuliu whispered a suggestion: "We could add a line here! Besides feeling useless, Little Stone might also... be hungry? When it sees the little fish swimming by, might it think, 'Oh, if only I could taste the little fish!' That would make it even more pitiful, and the readers would feel even more sorry for it!"

Chengcheng paused, raised her head, and calmly looked at Liuliu.

Liu Liu felt a little guilty under her gaze, and chuckled, "I'm just making a suggestion, whether you take it or not is up to you, you're the storyteller, aren't you?"

Xiao Bai asked, "What would the little fish that gets eaten think? What would the readers think?"

Liu Liu rolled her eyes and looked up at the ceiling.

Chengcheng lowered her head and continued writing, without adopting the premise that "Little Stone wanted to eat fish".

Undeterred, Liuliu continued her "supervisory" posture, reading with great interest. When Chengcheng wrote about the firefly getting injured and falling, Liuliu couldn't resist again:

"How did the firefly get injured? Was it chased by a bat? Or did its wings get wet in the rain? Or did it run out of fuel and forget to refuel, so it lost power and couldn't light up? In that case, it can't be called a firefly, it can only be called an insect."

Xiaomi whispered a reminder: "Liuliu, Chengcheng is creating something and needs quiet."

She was in charge of maintaining the environment at the scene, but Liuliu kept muttering to herself.

Liu Liu argued, "I'm providing creative material, haha, this is called interaction, good works are born from collision!"

Chengcheng seemed completely immersed in her own world, oblivious to any external disturbances.

She wrote about how the little stone carefully used moss to build nests for the fireflies, and how the little stone collected the first drop of dew in the morning.

Liuliu was scratching her head in frustration, especially when Chengcheng paused to think after writing a paragraph. She was even more anxious than Chengcheng: "And then what? How did the firefly teach it to collect light spots? Was there a spell? Like 'Moonlight, moonlight, shining brightly, quickly hide in my heart'? That way, the children can recite it along!"

Xiao Bai suggested, "Liuliu, the spell you came up with is too childish. I think it should be called, 'Moonlight, heart flutters, fireflies illuminating the way.'"

Liu Liu retorted, "Yours isn't as catchy as mine! Mine is easier to spread!"

Chengcheng still didn't respond, but the pen tip seemed to move a little faster.

She skipped over the specific incantation and went straight to describing how the little stone felt the subtle warmth of the moonlight and how it stored those points of light in its body like precious jewels.