My Years as the Pure Love Interest at the Noble Academy

Dads work to earn money, so if they had enough money, they wouldn’t need to work.

Therefore, Song Chaochao thought of selling the dolls around her to make some extra money, so that the dads could go home and rest earlier.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Her actions were something the PD sister couldn’t resist, but according to the rules, they couldn’t participate in completing the task.

So the PD sister suppressed her urge to buy the dolls from Song Chaochao and said, “I’m sorry, Chaochao, we can’t buy your dolls.”

A look of disappointment flashed across Song Chaochao’s face. She lowered her head and looked at the dolls in her hands, asking, “Why? Are they not cute enough?”

The barrage of comments exploded once again.

【Ahhhh so cute! Too adorable! Sob sob, sister thinks they’re cute!】

【Her little pouty expression isn’t asking if the dolls aren’t cute, but rather if *she* isn’t cute enough.】

【Is the production team made of stone? How can they stay so unmoved!】

Of course, the production team couldn’t stay unmoved.

The PD sister who had just rejected Song Chaochao pointed her in the right direction, saying, “Although we can’t buy your dolls, I’m sure there are people who would love to buy them.”

The PD borrowed a cardboard sign and a marker from the staff and asked Song Chaochao, “Shall I help you make a sign? How much do you want to sell each doll for?”

“Any amount is fine,” Song Chaochao said with a smile. “These dolls were also gifts from the older brothers and sisters, but we can’t take so many with us. If someone really likes them, they can just take them.”

After hearing this, the PD wrote on the sign: “Selling dolls, any amount is fine, or you can just take them.” She read it out loud to Song Chaochao, and after getting her approval, placed the sign between Song Chaochao and Jerry’s seats.

The production team stepped back a bit, giving the two kids space to handle things on their own.

Soon, someone was drawn in.

Two high school girls, who had been watching for a while, walked over.

This was Song Chaochao’s first time doing something like this, and she was a little nervous, but she mustered her courage and said, “We have some really cute dolls here.”

The two girls picked out a small rabbit each and asked Song Chaochao, “How much for these?”

Song Chaochao smiled sweetly and said, “Any amount is fine.”

The girls exchanged a glance, and one of them took out twenty yuan and handed it to Song Chaochao, asking, “Is this enough?”

“Of course,” Song Chaochao said, though she didn’t really recognize the value of the bill. She bowed seriously and said, “Thank you!”

Jerry, not understanding either, instinctively stood up and bowed alongside Song Chaochao.

The two girls laughed, and the other one took out ten yuan and handed it to Song Chaochao, saying, “Here’s our milk tea money for today.”

Although Song Chaochao didn’t know what milk tea was, she assumed it must be something the sister really liked.

So she pushed the money back, waving the bill in her hand and saying, “Really, this is enough.”

After the first sale, more and more people started coming over.

Each doll that was taken away was exchanged for a bill placed in Song Chaochao’s hand.

The most surprising part was that several pink bills were given—clearly, some people saw the two kids and decided to give more.

The staff were shocked, but they quickly realized this could be a highlight of the show and focused the cameras on the two children.

The audience was deeply moved.

【Everyone is so kind!】

【This isn’t just buying dolls—it’s everyone’s love.】

【This is so heartwarming. If I were nearby, I’d definitely buy a doll from Chaochao.】

【But let’s be honest, Chaochao is so smart! Zero investment, pure profit!】

【Jerry is so cute too, always staying by Chaochao’s side like her little sidekick.】

……

By 6 PM, all the dads had finished work and received their earnings for the day.

Meng Shang came back with a large bag of bread and milk from the supermarket, Jiang Chun brought a big bag of vegetables, meat, and various hot pot bases from the hot pot restaurant, Cheng Chen carried a bucket with two lively fish, and Shen Yujing held two already-prepared chickens in each hand. Everyone returned with a full load, and the day had gone smoothly.

The production team announced that after dinner, they would reveal which family had earned the most, and based on the value of the goods and money earned, each dad and their child would be assigned rooms of different levels.

After everyone gathered back at the lodging, they shared their results and started preparing dinner together.

Jiang Chun suggested making hot pot for dinner—simple and convenient, with multiple soup bases.

After a busy afternoon, everyone was tired, so dinner was quite enjoyable.

Once the dishes were cleared, the production team announced the winner of the day.

Based on the market value of the items each person brought back, Shen Yujing’s two chickens only ranked third, meaning they wouldn’t get a good room.

A flicker of disappointment crossed Shen Yujing’s eyes, but it also ignited his competitive spirit.

Tomorrow, he would work harder to ensure his daughter got the best room.

But the next moment, the production team announced the final result—

“Shen Yujing and Song Chaochao are in first place! Let’s give them a round of applause!”

“Yay!” Song Chaochao clapped her hands happily, her face beaming with joy.

Shen Yujing: “……?”

Little Qi, with a hint of dissatisfaction, tugged at Cheng Chen and said, “Dad! Tomorrow we’ll get first place too!”

Cheng Chen quickly reassured his son, “Of course, Dad will work even harder tomorrow.”

Jiang Qi remained quiet, as she wasn’t particularly concerned about winning or losing.

Jerry stood nearby, clapping enthusiastically, clearly happy for Song Chaochao.

Meng Shang gave his son a curious look, surprised that he would be so affected by someone else’s success.

But then he remembered how, when he got off work, he saw the two little kids waiting for him on a bench by the entrance. The sight had made him smile without realizing it.

Looking at Song Chaochao now, Meng Shang found the well-behaved little girl particularly endearing. No wonder his usually reserved son had warmed up to her so quickly.

Meanwhile, Shen Yujing was still confused. He couldn’t understand how his family had ended up in first place.

When he voiced his doubts, the production team kindly explained by showing him a video of Song Chaochao and Jerry selling the dolls. They announced, “Chaochao and Jerry sold dolls and earned a total of five hundred yuan. Based on their contributions, Chaochao gets three hundred yuan, and Jerry gets two hundred. Adding this to your earnings, you’re now in first place.”

The audience had mostly guessed the reason, but they were still amused by Shen Yujing’s bewildered expression.

【Hahahaha Shen Yujing’s face is like: Who am I? Where am I? What’s happening?】

【Shen Yujing is genuinely questioning his life right now hahahaha】

【It’s all because our Chaochao is too capable, leaving Dad with no role to play hahahaha】

【Shen Yujing, just sit back and let Chaochao carry you!】

【Shen·Forced to live off his daughter’s success·Yu·Helpless·Jing】

With the kids’ permission, this “windfall” would serve as the shared activity fund for the four families over the next few days.

This meant they wouldn’t need to worry about earning money anymore.

Usually, variety shows try to make tasks challenging to keep things interesting, but Song Chaochao had found a clever way to bypass the rules and complete the task effortlessly. It was truly unpredictable.

Shen Yujing proudly held his daughter’s hand and headed upstairs, moving into the largest room under the envious gazes of the others.

The room was furnished with two incredibly soft and comfortable beds, a sofa, a TV, a fridge, and a private bathroom—everything one could need. The entire room was beautifully decorated, truly befitting the title of the best room.

In the corner, a row of suitcases was neatly arranged, all packed by Song Yi earlier.

Before going to sleep, there was one last thing to do: make a phone call. The show's production team had allotted each family only ten minutes of call time, and each child was responsible for making the call, with the father not allowed to interfere in any way.

So ​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​​‍when Little Qi called his kindergarten teacher, the live chat erupted in laughter.

Upon hearing about this, Shen Yujing wasn’t nervous because he knew his daughter wouldn’t do something so silly. She would definitely call Song Yi.

Sure enough, when Song Yi’s voice came through the phone, Shen Yujing immediately stood up and walked behind Song Chaochao, waving frantically at the phone screen.

Song Chaochao sweetly called out, “Mommy, I miss you so much.”

Shen Yujing chimed in, “Honey, I miss you too!”

Song Yi laughed at the father-daughter duo and asked through the screen, “How was your day? Are you tired?”

“Not tired,” Shen Yujing shook his head, smiling. “You know I’m good at making chicken soup.”

Song Yi nodded seriously and said, “You’re right, you’re not tired. After all, it’s Chaochao who earned the money.”

Song Chaochao burst into laughter, while Shen Yujing played along, putting on an exaggerated look of embarrassment.

The live chat found this scene heartwarming.

[You can really tell that Shen Yujing’s family is so harmonious.]

[They’re laughing, and he’s playing along. It’s so sweet!]

[The hardworking big dog and little kitten are now acting spoiled for their mistress! Couple goals!]

[Off-topic, but can we dream of a reality show with Song Yi and Shen Yujing as a couple?]

Song Yi reminded them of a few things to take care of, and when the call reached the seven-minute mark, Song Chaochao said, “I understand, Mommy. Goodbye!”

Unaware of the exact time limit, Song Yi waved goodbye, thinking the time was up.

Shen Yujing was momentarily stunned, not having had the chance to tell his daughter that there was still time left. Before he could react, Song Chaochao dialed another number.

Seeing the name “Jiang Yiheng” flash on the screen, Shen Yujing rolled his eyes.

It turned out Song Chaochao hadn’t misjudged the time—she had saved some of it to call Jiang Yiheng.

The call was quickly answered.

A slightly hoarse male voice, tinged with exhaustion, asked, “Shen Yujing, what’s the matter at this hour?”

Song Chaochao held the phone to her mouth and called out in her adorable voice, “Uncle Jiang!”

There was a pause on the other end, and then the voice softened considerably. “Chaochao? What’s up so late?”

Though the words were similar, the tone was worlds apart.

Song Chaochao grinned, her eyes crinkling, and said, “Daddy and I are out playing. We’ll be back in a couple of days.”

Jiang Yiheng replied, “I know. I’m watching your show.”

Song Chaochao bit her finger, puzzled. “How do you know, Uncle Jiang? What’s a show?”

Jiang Yiheng explained, “Your dad told me. A show means you’ll appear on TV.”

“Oh,” Song Chaochao nodded, not fully understanding but not dwelling on it. Instead, she happily shared what had happened that day.

When the time was up, the staff reluctantly stepped in to remind her. Song Chaochao held the phone, pouting with a pleading look on her face—she still had more to say to Uncle Jiang.

Jiang Yiheng, clearly trying to console her, said, “Be good, Chaochao. Hang up now, and I’ll come see you when you’re back, okay?”

Only then did Song Chaochao agree, saying goodbye obediently before handing the phone back to the staff.

Shen Yujing, who had been watching the whole time, looked utterly resigned.

He should have known. Thankfully, the show had set a time limit for calls, not the number of calls. Otherwise, he feared his daughter would only call Jiang Yiheng.

After washing up, Song Chaochao lay in bed, but she couldn’t sleep because she missed her own bed.

Shen Yujing also couldn’t sleep—he missed his wife.

Song Chaochao sat up, clutching her teddy bear, and called out, “Daddy!”

“What’s wrong?” Shen Yujing quickly turned on the bedside lamp and sat up to look at her.

Song Chaochao said, “I can’t sleep. Tell me a story.”

At home, if she couldn’t sleep, either her mom or the nanny would tell her a story.

“A story, huh…”

Shen Yujing scratched the back of his head, looking a bit troubled.

But he couldn’t bring himself to refuse his daughter’s rare request. So he slipped on his slippers, pulled up a chair, and sat by her bed.

The production team had been about to turn off the room’s camera and end the live stream, but seeing this, they decided to keep it going.

Shen Yujing racked his brain and finally said, “How about I tell you the story of Cinderella?”

Song Chaochao replied, “I’ve heard that one.”

“What about Hansel and Gretel?”

Song Chaochao frowned. “Heard that too.”

Shen Yujing grew more anxious. He felt sure that any story he knew, his daughter had already heard.

Thankfully, Song Chaochao gave him an out. “I want to hear Snow White. Mommy said she’d tell me when I get back.”

Snow White? That was easy—he had it down pat!

Not only had he heard it, but he’d even acted in it!

Confidently, Shen Yujing began to tell the story with great seriousness.

“Once upon a time, in a kingdom, a king and queen gave birth to a princess. She had skin as white as snow and hair as black as ebony. She was so beautiful that everyone called her Snow White.”

“But the queen fell ill and passed away not long after giving birth. The king married a new queen. This queen was very jealous, and when she learned that Snow White was more beautiful than her, she ordered a huntsman to kill her.”

At this point, Song Chaochao gasped, covering her mouth with her hands, her face full of worry. “What happened to Snow White?”

The live chat found her reaction adorable.

[This is the first time I’ve seen a kid so engrossed in a story, hahaha!]

[Chaochao is so mature and capable, but I just realized she’s still a kid. If Shen Yujing said Snow White died, she might cry, hahaha!]

[My niece cried for a whole day after hearing The Little Mermaid. I had to buy her a new Barbie to cheer her up.]

[I’m glad Snow White has a happy ending. I can’t bear to see Chaochao cry!]

Shen Yujing continued the story.

“The huntsman spared Snow White, and she wandered into the forest, where she met seven dwarfs and lived with them. But soon, the queen found out and decided to take matters into her own hands. She brought a poisoned apple and tricked Snow White into eating it.”

“Snow White stopped breathing, and the dwarfs, thinking she was dead, placed her in a glass coffin. But then, to their surprise, Snow White turned into a man.”

“Snow became a man because of the poisoned apple, but the queen was also cursed. Every night, she would cry tears of blood. When her tears and blood dried up, she would die! In the end, Snow White and the queen shared the apple, breaking the curse!”

The live chat fell silent for a moment before erupting in confusion.

[…What?]

[This story sounds so weird, but I can’t put my finger on why.]

[Guys, wake up. Shen Yujing started making stuff up halfway through.]

[At first glance, it seems fine, but when you think about it, it’s just absurd.]

[Hahaha, Shen Yujing, you never disappoint. I can’t stop laughing!]

Song Chaochao also found it strange. She asked, “But Daddy, where’s the prince?”

Don’t fairy tales always have princes? Shouldn’t the ending always be the prince and princess living happily ever after?

Shen Yujing was momentarily stunned, then casually made up a story: “Later, the queen chose the most handsome prince and introduced him to Snow White, and they lived happily ever after.”

Hearing the ending she wanted, Song Chaochao was finally satisfied. She lay back down and said, “Daddy, I’m sleepy. Goodnight.”

After finishing the story, Shen Yujing also felt a sense of accomplishment. He leaned down and kissed his daughter on the forehead, saying, “Goodnight.”

The lights were turned off again, and they all had sweet dreams for the night.

Early the next morning, while the children were still asleep, the dads were called up by the production team and given today’s task—

To give Jerry a happy birthday.

When he saw this task, Meng Shang was so moved that he teared up. With red eyes, he bowed to everyone to express his gratitude.

The four dads gathered together and began to think about how to make Jerry’s birthday special.

Shen Yujing raised the key question: “What exactly makes a birthday happy?”

A staff member answered, “If Jerry smiles happily, that’s enough.”

Make Jerry happy?

Well, he’s just a kid, so they’d have to buy him his favorite gift.

So Cheng Chen asked, “What does Jerry usually like?”

Meng Shang paused for a moment, then shook his head. “I don’t know. Aside from being afraid of small animals like cats and dogs, he’s usually very quiet and well-behaved. He hardly ever cries and rarely causes any trouble for adults.”

Shen Yujing suggested, “Then let’s get him an Ultraman. No boy would dislike that.”

His proposal was also supported by Jiang Chun, so it was tentatively decided.

The group of grown men couldn’t think of anything particularly romantic or surprising. After discussing, they decided to make the dinner extra delicious tonight, buy Jerry a gift and a cake, and decorate the living room with some balloons and flowers. That should be enough.

After breakfast, the children were taken to the youth interest center, where they each chose what they wanted to learn that day.

Song Chaochao chose art, so she sat in her seat and listened attentively to the teacher’s instructions.

The art teacher also liked this obedient and adorable little girl and patiently taught her how to use watercolors, repeatedly reminding her not to put any of the materials in her mouth.

Meanwhile, the four dads set off for the mall, armed with their entire budget of six hundred yuan to buy everything they needed for the day.

First, they bought a two-hundred-yuan Ultraman, which was their biggest single expense of the day. The original price was three hundred yuan, but after all three dads except Meng Shang took turns bargaining, they managed to get it down to that price.

The live chat at this moment raised a question—

[But the top left corner of the box clearly says the suggested retail price is 198…]

[Store owner: That’s a suggestion. I don’t take their suggestions.]

[I feel like all four of them just got scammed…]

[Not only did they get scammed, but they also thought they got a good deal…]