Sweet! After rebirth, I kidnapped the school idol heir

She was a little hesitant, thinking that this person would probably not be recognizable. Even she herself felt a little unfamiliar when she saw the video.

To be on the safe side, Chu Ya clicked on the second video of the woman dancing in a red dress. Gu Shi's drone aerial video was far enough away, and the angle of the shot allowed him to capture the flowing red dress and her dancing posture, but only the outline of her face was vaguely visible.

I can only roughly see the outline of the face.

But Chuya thought that Ms. Wu would not recognize her because she didn't look very unique and there were so many similar faces in the world, so she would definitely not recognize her.

He patted his face, placed his cool fingers on it to calm himself down, stroked his chest, and began to breathe deeply.

Calm your breathing and act normal, otherwise Ms. Wu will become suspicious.

Chu Ya prepared herself mentally and pretended that she had nothing to do with the person in the video. Even if Ms. Wu recognized her, she would deny it.

Thinking of this, Chu Ya walked out of the room with her cell phone.

She shook her phone casually and said, "Mom, let me show you a video."

Ms. Wu took the phone and was a little confused by the texture of the screen and the breathtaking scenery: "Is this an advertisement?"

"Ah? No..."

“Is this a costume movie or a TV series?”

Chu Ya blinked: "No, guess again."

Ms. Wu loves watching documentaries and always felt that the texture of the picture was very similar to that of a documentary, so she guessed, "This is a documentary, right?"

Chu Ya clapped her hands and said, "Yes, it is a documentary."

Seeing that Ms. Chen had missed the point, Chu Ya quickly pointed it out: "Mother, I'm not asking you to look at the scenery, I'm asking you to look at this person, this person is dancing."

"I'm watching." The video had finished playing, but Ms. Chen clicked on the replay as if she hadn't seen enough.

Chu Ya waited patiently for Ms. Wu to finish watching it for the second time before she asked carefully, "Mom, what do you think of her dancing?"

"I think... it's beautiful," Ms. Wu said, thinking the person in the video was a dancer. "How could she be a bad dancer if she's in the video? If she's not a good dancer, why would we film her?"

Chu Ya was dissatisfied: "Don't worry about who takes the photo of her. As far as your personal evaluation is concerned, do you think she dances well?"

Although Ms. Wu didn't know why Chuya asked so persistently, she was moved by her persistence and answered her question seriously: "Personally, I also think the dance is very beautiful, just like the fairies dancing in Guanghan Palace."

After hearing this, Chu Ya felt her eyes sore and almost cried: "Really? Do you really think she looks like a fairy?"

She heard her voice tremble.

Ms. Wu looked at Chuya strangely: "Why are you so excited?"

Chu Ya lowered her eyes to hide her emotions: "It's nothing, because this dancer... is a dancer I like very much. I am also very happy that you praised her."

Ms. Wu continued to praise: "It's really a good dance, a very touching dance. Just now you asked mom not to look at the scenery, but to look at the girl dancing. Actually, I didn't look at the scenery. I was looking at the dancing girl. She is really very attractive."

Chuya was deeply moved.

She was still not satisfied and continued to ask: "Mom, do you think she is pretty?"

I thought Ms. Wu would say that she couldn't see the face clearly.

Unexpectedly, Ms. Wu nodded and said, "She looks good. Although it's far away and I can only see the outline, I can tell that she is very pretty."

Chu Ya felt that she was very happy today. How happy was she? Probably as happy as when she went out to play with Gu Shi.

She pointed to the video playing on her phone and said, "Do you really think she's pretty?"

Ms. Wu was unusually patient and watched the video carefully. The video was shot at a distance that was neither far nor near. The girl's face in the video was somewhat clear and slightly blurry, but the proportions of her face were very standard, and she was obviously a pretty beauty.

Ms. Wu is always generous in praising other people's children: "Of course they are good-looking, they look like celebrities."

Chuya didn't say anything.

Ms. Wu watched the video.

If she looked up at this moment, she would find that Chu Ya was different from usual. She was trying hard to suppress her tears, but there was clearly joy in her eyes.

Ms. Wu watched the video and found it more and more strange. How could the person in the video look so much like her own daughter? However, she quickly denied it. First of all, Chu Ya did not have this dress, nor did she have the precious gold hairpin in her hair. It was even more impossible for her to appear in such a video. The stage behind her did not look like the scenery of Jiang City.

Ms. Wu looked at Chuya.

Chuya blinked her eyes, she was afraid that she would cry.

Ms. Wu was a little surprised: "Why are you so excited today?"

Chu Ya sniffed and said, "Because I like the person you praised, so I am happy for her."

As she spoke, she smiled happily at Ms. Wu.

Ms. Wu couldn't bear to see Chuya happy, so she shook her head and said, "Don't be silly and happy here, you have to be as good as others." She pointed at the people in the video and said, "Look at them, they are prettier than you and dance better than you. Look at yourself, you still need to work hard."

Chu Ya didn't listen at all. She took her phone with a smile and said, "I know, I know." Then she stood up.

Ms. Wu watched Chu Ya jumping back to the bedroom and turning around before entering. It was no exaggeration to say that she looked like a little bird about to fly.

I couldn't help but feel a little strange. Why was Chu Ya so happy?

Chuya closed the bedroom door and tears began to fall freely.

She sat in front of the mirror and looked at herself, tears sliding down her cheeks. Her eyes became brighter and clearer as if washed by water, and the corners of her lips curved into a big arc.

She thought to herself: My mother praised me today. She praised me for dancing well and for looking good. She really praised me generously.

It turns out that being praised by the people closest to you feels so wonderful. I really want to hear it a few more times.

She has been looking forward to such praise since she was five years old.

After practicing the piano, Teacher Zhong said to Ms. Wu: "This child is very talented." Little Bo Chuya looked up, expecting praise from her mother, but Ms. Wu pushed Chuya away coldly: "Let's go."

She covered her face with her fingers, tears streaming from between her fingers. She had worked hard for nearly twenty years for such praise and finally got it.

So this is what it feels like to be praised by your mother.

She should record what Ms. Wu said just now and listen to it every day.

Thinking back to what Ms. Wu had just said, the girl in the mirror couldn't help but laugh happily.