Rebirth of Bloody Romance

In the gentle morning light, a motorcycle roared through the hustle and bustle of the city. Zhong Yuemin, in an uninhibited yet gentle manner, carried a small passenger, Xiao Shihua, on the road to the new school.

The wind gently blew up the corners of their clothes, as if cheering for the adventure that was about to begin.

"Girl, are you nervous about changing to a new school?"

There was a hint of teasing and warmth in Zhong Yuemin's voice, like a ray of sunshine in spring, trying to dispel the haze in Xiao Shihua's heart.

When the little girl heard this, a hint of worry appeared on her face. She tilted her head, looked at the unknown road ahead with her big eyes full of curiosity and anxiety, and answered softly, "Dad, a little bit."

Zhong Yuemin smiled gently, and that smile hid endless understanding and encouragement for Xiao Shihua. "Girl, why are you nervous? Are you worried about the environment in the new school, or are you afraid that you won't be able to make new friends?" His words were like a gentle spring breeze, trying to clear the fog in Xiao Shihua's heart.

"I don't know, I'm just a little nervous." Xiao Shihua's voice was a little immature and helpless, and her hands unconsciously grasped the corner of Zhong Yue's clothes.

Seeing this scene, Zhong Yuemin burst into laughter. His hearty and infectious laughter instantly dispelled all the tension and anxiety in the air.

"Girl, don't worry! You are so smart and cute, just like the brightest light in the morning light. When the new teachers and new classmates see you, they will definitely be attracted by your charm and will like you."

Zhong Yuemin's words were full of confidence and pride, as if he had foreseen how popular Xiao Shihua would be in the new school.

After hearing Zhong Yuemin's words, Xiao Shihua's bright eyes suddenly lit up, as if she really saw herself blooming in the new school. Her little face was filled with excitement and anticipation, as if she was about to embark on not a road full of unknowns and challenges, but an adventure full of fun and surprises.

"Really, Dad?" Xiao Shihua confirmed again, her eyes flashing with infinite longing for the future.

"That must be true!" Zhong Yuemin nodded firmly, his eyes full of trust and support for his daughter.

"Dad, do you think the new school will have a big playground? Can I run like the wind?" Xiao Shihua's voice was clear and pleasant, carrying the innocence and dreams unique to children.

Zhong Yuemin tilted his head slightly, his eyes gently falling on his daughter, his eyes full of doting and encouragement. "Of course there will be, and it will be bigger than you think. When the time comes, you can run as much as you want and release your energy. Remember, Dad will always be by your side, cheering you on."

As the motorcycle slowly drove, a modern campus gradually came into view. On both sides of the school gate, tall sycamore trees stood tall, with fallen leaves dancing, as if welcoming every new student.

Xiao Shihua's eyes lit up instantly, and her little hands unconsciously clenched the corner of Zhong Yuemin's clothes. Her nervousness was mixed with more curiosity and excitement.

"Look, that's your new school, Shihua. It's like a castle of knowledge, waiting for you to explore and discover."

After getting off the bus, Zhong Yuemin held Xiao Shihua's hand and walked towards the school gate. Xiao Shihua looked back at Zhong Yuemin from time to time, with trust and dependence flashing in her bright eyes.

As she walked into the campus, she was greeted by groups of energetic students. They were walking in groups of two or three, or alone. Xiao Shihua unconsciously slowed down her pace. Her little heart was pounding, with both nervousness and excitement.

Zhong Yuemin gently patted Xiao Shihua's shoulder, his eyes full of tenderness and encouragement. "Girl, wait here. I'll go pay your tuition."

After saying that, Zhong Yuemin turned and walked towards the school's payment office. His back was firm and reliable, leaving Xiao Shihua with a silent sense of security.

"Okay, Dad." Xiao Shihua nodded obediently, her eyes closely following the direction where Zhong Yuemin left, until his figure disappeared around the corner, then she slowly withdrew her gaze.

The little girl looked around. The unfamiliar environment made her involuntarily tighten the straps of her schoolbag, but the desire for a new life in her heart was like the rising sun, warm and bright.

At this moment, a crisp sound of footsteps broke the silence around. A girl with a ponytail, with a sunny smile on her face, came to the small poem picture.

She extended her hand to Xiao Shihua in a friendly manner, her voice full of enthusiasm and expectation. "You are new here too, right? Which class are you from?"

Xiao Shihua was stunned for a moment, then reacted and smiled brightly. "I'm from Class 1 and 3. Are you new here too?"

"Wow! What a coincidence! I'm also in Class 1-3!" The girl with the ponytail jumped up excitedly, as if she had found a long-lost friend. "We will be classmates from now on. My name is Lin Xiaoyue, and you?"

"My name is Zhong Shihua," Shihua said softly, a warm feeling welling up in her heart. For the first time, this name had a response and resonance in this unfamiliar environment.

Xiao Shihua stretched out her hand and held Lin Xiaoyue's hand tightly. At that moment, it seemed as if an electric current was flowing between the two of them. All the tension and anxiety disappeared, leaving only infinite longing and expectation for the future.

"That's great, Zhong Shihua! We can study and play together in the future." Lin Xiaoyue held Xiao Shihua's hand and smiled brighter than the flowers in spring.

The two little girls stood side by side in the school yard, looking at the teaching building that would soon become their common memory, with the same light flashing in their eyes.

Zhong Yuemin came back from the payment office with a receipt in his hand, but his eyes were instantly attracted by the scene of Xiao Shihua and Lin Xiaoyue holding hands and smiling. The innocent friendship was particularly dazzling in the sun, and he couldn't help but smile with relief and tenderness.

"Dad, you're back." When Xiao Shihua saw Zhong Yuemin, she quickly let go of Lin Xiaoyue's hand and ran towards him, her eyes sparkling with joy. She took Zhong Yuemin's hand and introduced Lin Xiaoyue to him. "This is my new classmate, Lin Xiaoyue."

"Hello, Xiaolin!" Zhong Yuemin smiled and nodded to Lin Xiaoyue, his eyes full of friendliness and warmth.

"Hello, uncle!" Lin Xiaoyue also responded politely, her smile became even brighter, and it was obvious that she had developed a good impression of the father of this new classmate.

Afterwards, Zhong Yuemin brought Xiao Shihua to her new class. The classroom was already full of students, some of whom were packing their schoolbags, some were talking excitedly with their classmates. The whole atmosphere was tense and full of energy.

Zhong Yuemin walked to the podium and bowed slightly to the busy teacher. "Hello, teacher. This is Zhong Shihua's note." He said as he handed over the payment slip.

The teacher took the note, checked it carefully, then looked up at Xiao Shihua with a glimmer of approval in her eyes. "Okay, Zhong Shihua, welcome to our class. Go find a seat and sit down. If you need any help, feel free to tell me."

Xiao Shihua nodded, her eyes swept around the classroom, and finally stopped at the empty seat next to Lin Xiaoyue. She looked back at Zhong Yuemin, as if seeking his advice. Zhong Yuemin smiled and nodded, encouraging: "Go!"

Zhong Yuemin walked out of the gate of Yanjing No.1 Primary School. The sun was shining brightly and the breeze was not dry. His mood also brightened. He turned in another direction with ease and went to Yanjing No.1 Primary School to see his other "little naughty boy" Xiao Haichen.

As soon as he stepped into the gate of the kindergarten, Zhong Yuemin was surrounded by bursts of crying. The clear and pleasant sound made him involuntarily slow down his pace and enjoy this innocence.

Walking through the colorful corridor, Zhong Yuemin came to the class where Xiao Haichen was. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Xiao Haichen sitting on a small stool, with red eyes and a pouty mouth, looking aggrieved and stubborn.

"Oh my! Who said don't cry? What are you doing now?" Zhong Yuemin pretended to be surprised and teased Xiao Haichen. He knew that although this little guy was naughty, he was actually very sensitive and needed more care and understanding.

Zhou Xiaobai, who was standing by, rolled his eyes at Zhong Yuemin and gently scolded him, "Is there a father like you? You always tease him, how can he not go against you?"

There was a hint of helplessness in Zhou Xiaobai's tone, but more of it was tolerance for Zhong Yuemin's unique parenting style.

When Xiao Haichen saw Zhong Yuemin coming, she was stunned for a moment, then quickly wiped away her tears, but she refused to give in.

"I didn't cry, I just asked my mother to pick me up earlier." He pretended to be strong and defended himself, secretly wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes with his little hands.

Zhong Yuemin felt warm in his heart. He squatted down, looked into Xiao Haichen's eyes, and said gently, "Your mother is busy. I'll pick you up in the afternoon." These words were like a reassurance, which made Xiao Haichen feel instantly at ease.

Hearing that his mother was too busy to pick him up, the little guy's eyes flashed with disappointment, but it was soon replaced by expectation. He began to please Zhong Yuemin. "Dad, then, can you pick me up earlier?" He asked cautiously, with a hint of pleading in his voice.

Zhong Yuemin deliberately kept the question a secret and said with a smile, "That depends on your performance!"

This sentence was like a seed, quietly taking root and sprouting in Xiao Haichen's heart. He immediately straightened his back and said confidently, "Dad, I will definitely perform well!"

Looking at Xiao Haichen's serious and cute look, Zhong Yuemin and Zhou Xiaobai smiled at each other and walked out of the kindergarten.

Zhou Xiaobai looked at Zhong Yuemin's slightly mischievous smile, and a warm feeling welled up in her heart. She smiled and asked, "Yuemin, why are you here again? Have you arranged anything for Xiao Shihua?"

Zhou Xiaobai's tone was full of ease and teasing, and he was obviously used to Zhong Yuemin's sudden "surprises".

Zhong Yuemin chuckled, his eyes flashing with cunning. "I came here to see my son's joke. I just wanted to see his stubborn look. Unfortunately, I forgot to bring my camera. It would have been nice if I could have taken a picture of him."

Zhong Yuemin shook his head as he spoke, looking regretful, but he couldn't hide the smile on his lips.

Zhou Xiao rolled his eyes at him and said unhappily, "If you care about your son, then you care about him. You can't find any excuses."

There was a hint of anger in Zhou Xiaobai's tone, but more of it was helplessness and love for Zhong Yuemin's sense of humor.

Seeing this, Zhong Yuemin quickly put away his smile and put on a serious expression. "Wife, let me take you for a walk, otherwise you will be late for work."

As Zhong Yuemin spoke, he walked towards his motorcycle, which was shining in the sun.

Zhou Xiaobai was stunned for a moment, then asked with a smile, "How are you going to carry it? I have a bicycle, if you give it to me, won't it be too late?"

Zhong Yuemin turned around and winked at her. "Just get on my motorcycle and don't worry about anything else. Besides, I'll be free later." Zhong Yuemin said it easily, as if it was the most ordinary thing.

"Your director will find fault with you then."

Zhou Xiaobai looked at Zhong Yuemin's determined eyes and confident smile, and couldn't help but be struck. Then he smiled and walked over and sat on the back seat of the motorcycle.

At that moment, Zhou Xiaobai seemed to have returned to his youth, galloping on the road of youth with Zhong Yuemin, carefree, full of passion and dreams.

As the motorcycle started, a gust of wind blew in Zhou Xiaobai's face, blowing away the hair on her forehead and the worries and fatigue in her heart. She hugged Zhong Yuemin's waist tightly, feeling his warmth and strength, and her heart was filled with happiness and satisfaction.

Zhong Yuemin went back to school to attend the same two courses. He had already mastered the history of science, and economics was naturally no problem at all.

Zhong Yuemin walked into the classroom with his usual calmness and confidence on his face.

"Students, we all know that both industrial revolutions were initiated by Britain."

Zhong Yuemin's voice was steady and powerful, and his eyes swept across every corner of the classroom, ensuring that every student could feel the weight of this history. "In the First Industrial Revolution, the roar of the steam engine broke the traditional mode of production and opened a new era of human industrialization. And Britain, as the leader of this revolution, quickly rose to become the world's number one power."

However, Zhong Yuemin changed the subject and directed the students’ attention to the more complex and changeable Second Industrial Revolution. “But what’s interesting is that the Second Industrial Revolution did not continue in Britain. On the contrary, the late-rising United States became the new protagonist of this revolution, pushing the combination of science and technology and productivity to a new height. The United States not only absorbed advanced technologies from Britain and other countries, but also continued to innovate on this basis, and finally reaped fruitful results.”

Zhong Yuemin further explained, "Britain is the originator of the Industrial Revolution, and Germany, the United States and other countries are its excellent students. They not only learned from Britain's experience, but also made bold attempts and breakthroughs on this basis. Japan, as a rising star, also closely followed this trend and gradually occupied a place in the global market through imitation and innovation. Although sometimes they are criticized for 'plagiarism' and 'copycat', it is undeniable that these countries have successfully achieved economic take-off and become members of the developed countries."

Zhong Yuemin's words were full of profound insights into history and expectations for the future. "Students, we can learn a lot of valuable lessons from the history of the Industrial Revolution. First of all, innovation is an important driving force for social progress. Whether it is the first attempt by the UK or the latecomers of the United States and Germany, they are inseparable from the exploration and practice of new technologies and new concepts. Secondly, openness and cooperation are also crucial. In today's globalized world, no country can develop in isolation. We need to learn from others' strengths, make up for our own shortcomings, and jointly promote the progress of human civilization."