Rebirth: I Became Mr.President’s Beloved

Chapter 1283: The First Lady’s Journey of Learning (2)

Tang Li asked Yu Sui to help take the photos.

During the group photo, Song Baiyan took off his mask.

Tang Li opposed this, but Song Baiyan said it was fine, "On such an important day, photos for memories would lose their atmosphere if we don’t show our faces. It would be hard to recreate it later."

The teasing in his words made Tang Li give up her insistence.

Song Baiyan came to the school, naturally not alone.

So, safety arrangements were surely in place.

Moreover, the location she chose for the photoshoot was not crowded.

There was no worry about students or parents running into Song Baiyan.

The photo turned out less than ideal.

Tang Li looked at the group photo on her cellphone, starting to suspect Yu Sui didn’t do a good job.

Feeling criticized for her photography skills, Yu Sui was a bit unhappy: "It’s you who had a stiff face with a bitter look, otherwise, how could His Excellency appear fine in the picture."

For Tang Li, this was her first formal photo with Song Baiyan.

Nervousness was inevitable.

She handed the cellphone back to Yu Sui: "I’ll give you another chance. If it doesn’t turn out well, I’ll let Xuehan take over."

Yu Sui: "..."

The person sipping milk tea nearby: "???"

In the new group photo, Tang Li relaxed her facial expression.

When Yu Sui crouched down and called ’2’, Tang Li’s shoulder lightly sank, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw Song Baiyan’s left hand with the watch. Her ear caught the man’s low and pleasant voice: "Even attending a United Nations conference doesn’t bring this much pressure."

Tang Li didn’t believe these words.

She just felt Song Baiyan was teasing her again.

But because of Song Baiyan’s analogy, her mouth involuntarily curled into a smile.

Just as Tang Li started smiling, Yu Sui pressed the button.

Back at Tan Palace, Tang Li got the photo printed.

She placed one on the bedside table in the bedroom.

The other was put in the study on the second floor, along with a previous childhood photo of hers.

Even in the future, when taking wedding photos, it can’t replace the significance of this group photo.

Before Song Xiaohua’s birthday banquet, Tang Li received her IELTS score sheet — 8 points, a score better than most exam takers.

Her appearance at the Tan Palace Press Association banquet also brought her into the public eye as the First Lady.

The following day’s reports described her as ’beautiful’.

Being labeled ’beautiful’ by the domestic media in such unity is indeed a form of capital.

However, she didn’t find pride in it.

Because beauty eventually fades.

If her only praiseworthy trait ends up being her looks, one day, that too will backfire.

Her past beauty could even become a reason for Song Baiyan’s criticism.

An administration head enamored with beauty hardly earns the public’s trust.

Tang Li’s private efforts weren’t hidden from her family for long.

That night, Tang Li was on the carpet wearing glasses, rifling through materials, with the blue light from the laptop screen reflecting off her fair skin, too engrossed to hear the door opening.

She didn’t expect Song Baiyan to come up so early.

From behind came a query, ’writing a paper?’, causing Tang Li a slight fright, instinctively blocking the papers in front of her with her hand.

But what needed to be seen, Song Baiyan had already seen.

"Why specifically researching World War I?"

"Just casually looking."

Tang Li tried to muddle through.

Song Baiyan wasn’t so easily fooled. Seeing her using a highlighter to mark the materials in various colors, it was clear she put in effort: "With the IELTS cleared, if your academic paper is well-written, you could consider applying to overseas universities with a self-recommendation for a master’s program."

Tang Li, upon hearing this, didn’t bother closing the laptop.

Since he already saw it, there was no point in stubbornly hiding.

Furthering studies abroad for a master’s wasn’t in her current plans.

"I just want to learn more about modern history," particularly S country’s modern history, including the achievements of every President, to avoid future embarrassment in media interviews."

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Went to the hospital for a follow-up today, returned late, couldn’t update in time.

Good night, everyone!