Chapter 5 — Seven-Colored Hair Thien Kim

"Duong Phung Ha, do you have to do everything so completely?" I asked him: "He said Chu Thanh Le's limit is not high enough, didn't you hear?" Chu Nghien Xuyen choked. I was too lazy to pay attention to him and dragged Chu Thanh Le to the computer room. For half a month, we almost lived in front of the computer. When she lectured about nebula data, her eyes were incredibly bright. I typed the code until my hands hurt. "Sister, you look especially beautiful when you talk about these things." Her ears turned red. "Stop flattering. Has the third group of data finished running yet?" On the day of the final round presentation, the judges' questions were very difficult. Chu Thanh Le calmly answered. I ran the program directly on the spot. Finally, the results are announced. National first prize. My name and Chu Thanh Le's are placed next to each other on the official website. I stared at those two names, feeling extremely happy. Who said real gold and fake gold must compete? We just want to win together. The first prize had just been announced, and the Chu family's media article appeared. "The two pearls of the Chu family won the national prize, the training achievements of the famous educational family are extremely outstanding." I stared at the title and burst out laughing. The trophy hasn't even been placed firmly yet, their label has been placed on the front. On the day of the interview, the reporter asked me: "Dang classmate, in winning this award, who are you most grateful to?" I looked into the camera. "Thank you, teacher Tan Vien Son of District No. 1 High School." "Thank you to the team in charge of the excellent student exam of City No. 1 High School." "Thank you, Chu Thanh Le." The reporter asked again: "Did the Chu family's educational environment help you a lot?" I nodded. "A lot." "It helped you a lot." I understand that control is not education, image packaging is not training.” The scene was silent. The next day, the interview segment exploded. The story of the Chu family interfering in the competition, taking up students' training time, and forcing Chu Thanh Le to participate in the commercial forum were all exposed. The education fund project has been temporarily suspended from approval. The school board was asked to self-examine. Father Chu is the person who values face the most. This time, his face was shattered in public. Luc Van Tu is no better. The recording spread throughout the school. His direct nomination was postponed. The excellent student competition group removed him from the list of core members. The school forum gave him a nickname: Mr. Document. He was so angry that he didn't go to school for three days. Chu Nghien Xuyen was silent for a long time. Then he stopped me on the stairs. This time I didn't scream. "Duong Phung Ha." "Was I really miserable before?" I looked at him. "Not very." "But especially miserable." He bowed his head. "I thought I was protecting Thanh Le." I said: "What you protect is the obedient little sister in your imagination." "And what she really likes, where she wants to go, have you ever asked?"Chu Nghien Xuyen said nothing. I walked around him. "If you want to apologize, go find her." "Don't look for me to ask for a red flower to certify that you have reformed." In the evening, Father Chu also looked for me. He pushed a stack of resource lists in front of me. Teachers guide exams for excellent students. Enrollment plan for Cuong Co program. Building media images. Nominated for admission to prestigious universities. Everything is there. "Phung Ha, you are the biological daughter of the Chu family." "The Chu family can focus on raising you." "As long as you openly say that the previous things were all misunderstandings." I flipped through two pages. "It's not a misunderstanding." "You guys really did that." Chu's father's face became gloomy. "You must definitely confront the family."

family?" I closed the list. "I'm not confronting anyone." "I just don't want to become your new sign." "Nor will Chu Thanh Le continue to make the old sign." When leaving the office, Chu Thanh Le was standing outside the door. In her hand, she clutched an astronomy notebook. I took out a wrinkled file bag from the skull's backpack and stuffed it for her. "Open it and see." Inside was the winning notice. national astronomy summer camp application. Application for admission to the Cuong Co program in astrophysics of a leading university. Letter of recommendation jointly signed by Tan Vien Son and the competition instructor. There was also a bill to pay the remaining amount of the professional telescope. I used the scholarship money and the prize money from the mathematical modeling competition. "When did you prepare?" I scratched my seven-colored hair. "When you talk about the stars, your eyes are brighter than my hair." Her tears immediately fell. I was extremely panicked. "Don't cry." "Wet paper won't be beautiful anymore." She cried and laughed, hugging me. "Ha Ha, no one has ever asked me where you want to go before." I patted her back. "So I asked." "Chu Thanh Le, where do you want to go?" Her voice trembled.