Ye He Ping looked at his daughter's astonished expression and laughed, but his laughter made Ye Ling unhappy. It seemed in her father's eyes, this wasn't a difficult matter at all.
"Lingzi, you're about to start high school soon, and your studies will be even more exhausting. I've also heard that high school is undergoing reform, changing from a two-year to a three-year system. You might not catch up, but what if you do? Your health doesn't look good now, you're so thin, and studying is hard work. With your current grades, you're a promising student, and the higher-ups have mentioned you, reminding me not to bury your talent. After all, not many kids in our company perform well academically, so those with grades like yours are highly watched."
"Dad, how does this have anything to do with training?" Ye Ling wasn't someone who could be coaxed with a few nice words.
