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Chapter 002 Five Years Later

Wang Fengqin is actually a woman who is easy to satisfy. When she was a child, adults could be happy all day after giving her candy. When she was studying, her teacher's verbal praise could make her excited for a long time. After graduation, being assigned to teach in the county town made her even more excited for half a month...

However, what comforted Wang Fengqin the most throughout her life was the precious children she gave birth to, especially her youngest son, which not only made Wang Fengqin satisfied, but also made her proud.

From the moment he was born, he had never cried or urinated on the bed, and things like saliva and snot were inseparable from him.

The old saying goes, sitting seven times, crawling nine teeth, but what surprised Wang Fengqin was that her youngest son could sit up in just over two months. Three months later, climbing was a slight meaning for him. What surprised Wang Fengqin and Song Pingguo even more was that in half a year, their precious son was already running around the ground.

If it is just like this, it is not worth Wang Fengqin’s honor, and what surprises her even more is still the future!

One year old, I basically understand the common words, and only a few rare words can be difficult for him occasionally.

Two years old, Tang poetry and Song lyrics are no problem.

At the age of three, I typing online and playing games and watching news on QQ. I can’t help but understand everything.

At the age of four, he was addicted to novels, first read Jin Yong and Gu Long, and then fell head-on into the world of online novels!!

At the age of five, he skipped the kindergarten and went to preschool for two days. Then he refused to go again and continued to read a large number of online novels day and night.

At the age of six, he became a glorious elementary school student. A few days later, he returned home again and refused to step on the school gate, because the elementary school students in the school were too naive.

At the age of seven, I dated a female netizen for the first time, but it turned out that girl who was about 10 years old was so cool...

This year, in 2016, Song Ming is eight years old.

Wang Fengqin was both happy and worried about this son who could be classified as a genius child.

Needless to say, who can give birth to such a genius son as parents is not happy? The worry is because the child refuses to go to school. From the previous year to last year, he only stayed in school for a few days and refused to go again. How can Wang Fengqin avoid worrying?

No, it will definitely not work if this continues. Wang Fengqin understands the meaning of genius very much. Didn’t the great inventor Edison say, “Genius is one hundred parts of inspiration plus ninety-nine percent sweat.” Although he also said in the second half of the sentence, “Often one hundred parts of inspiration is more important than ninety-nine percent sweat”. But no matter which of the two is more important, Wang Fengqin only understands one thing that wants to become a real genius, either of them is indispensable.

If you don’t have that one hundred inspiration, no matter how hard you work and achieve more success, you will only have one talent. On the contrary, if you have that one hundred inspiration and don’t put in that ninety-nine hundred efforts, you will probably accomplish nothing in the end. In the eyes of others, you will be a talented person.

Because he could see clearly, Wang Fengqin felt that he could not let his son continue to mess around like this. He had to go to school.

...

Baizhou County Third Primary School was founded in 1988 and moved to its current campus in 1993. The campus covers an area of ​​about 18,000 square meters and currently has more than 4,000 students. Among hundreds of primary schools in the county, the third primary school ranks among the top in terms of teaching staff and admission rates.

Song Ming, who once again stepped into the school gate of No. 3, looked sighing. In fact, he really didn't want to go to school, at least he didn't want to. But his mother was serious this time, and he couldn't hide, so he could only reluctantly come to this No. 3 campus, which he thought was a waste of time.

Because my mother Wang Fengqin works as a teacher in this elementary school, it is natural that there is no need to do anything about getting a class jump to the class.

So, Song Ming transformed himself into a fifth grade student in elementary school and was temporarily assigned to Class 53.

Of course, although his mother does not have to do anything to do with the procedures, it cannot be too special. She still has to take the skip grade exam that should be taken. After all, Song Ming is only eight years old this year. Although his famous genius school, from principals to ordinary teachers, it is true that hearing is false!

The special matter was handled. Song Ming's skipping grade exam did not cause any storm. After my mother asked the principal for advice, the principal ordered Li Xiulan, the head teacher and Chinese teacher of Class 53, and Zhang Wei, and Zhang Wei, the math teacher, were responsible.

...

"Teacher Li, Teacher Zhang, can you discuss something with you before the exam?" In the Grade Teacher's Office, Song Ming was bargaining with future head teacher Li Xiulan and mathematics teacher Zhang Wei.

Li Xiulan is in her forties and looks quite easy-going and not as serious as ordinary teachers. At this time, she saw Song Ming, the eight-year-old child, smiled and said, "Of course, what do you want to discuss with the teacher? I will tell you first. With my relationship with your mother, there is no problem with other things, but you can't do it in this exam."

Zhang Wei also looked at this little genius who had been passed down by his colleagues for seven or eight years with interest. He was an old teacher who had been at the third year of junior high school for more than ten years, and was naturally familiar with the name of Song Ming, a little genius.

Song Ming smiled embarrassedly and said, "How can I do this? I will definitely not do anything wrong with this exam. What I want to discuss with the two teachers is whether I can not come to school to attend classes in the future? Well, it is the kind that only comes to take the exam. I guaranteed to the two teachers here that the scores for each subject in each exam will not be lower than 95 points. Can the two teachers give it a convenience?"

"Huh..., don't you want to come to school to attend classes?" Li Xiulan was stunned when she heard this, and then asked, "Do your mother know about this?"

"She doesn't know!" Song Ming shook his head and said, "Actually, I don't want to come to school. I just got forced by my mother and could only agree to her. But I don't want to waste my time in school, so I hope the two teachers can make things easier. I promise that the exam will not drag the class down."

"This..." Li Xiulan frowned slightly when she heard this. She couldn't agree to this matter casually.

Zhang Wei also had a headache, but then he thought of the premise that Song Ming said that he must take the exam above 95 per subject, so he said relievedly: "What you said is not something that cannot be discussed. Let's do this. You finish these two test papers first, and we will discuss it after the scores are out?"

"Well, Teacher Zhang's words make sense. Do the test paper first, but then talk about other things after the scores." Li Xiulan's reminder also understood and looked at the scores first. If the scores are not good, there is no need to worry about this. If the scores are really good, and every exam in the future will be as he said, as he will say, you must get more than 95 points in each subject. Such a worry-free student, then she can turn a blind eye.

Song Ming didn't expect that he would agree to his request just by saying something. If he didn't say anything else, he would say that the two people in front of him really agreed like this, and it would be hard to explain to his mother Wang Fengqin, right? After talking about it, he would have to talk about the grades in the end, so there was no need to mention the poor grades. If the grades were really good, there was room for negotiation. After understanding this, Song Ming nodded, took the Chinese test paper handed over by Li Xiulan, glanced at it quickly, and then buried his pen in the test questions.

...

Half an hour later, Song Ming left the Grade Teachers' Office with satisfaction, leaving only two senior teachers, Li Xiulan and Zhang Wei, to exclaim in shock: "Genius, you are really a well-known genius child!"

...

At 7 o'clock in the evening, the Song family.

Her husband Song Pingguo has not come back yet, and Wang Fengqin looked at her baby son with helplessness. She finally took him to school today, but she didn't know how he told the class teacher and the teacher. She actually promised him that he didn't have to go to class normally, just take it every time he took the exam.

At first, when Li Xiulan and Zhang Wei came to discuss with her, she originally disagreed. After all, she took a lot of effort to get the boy to school. Wouldn't it be a formality and everything returned to the starting point? But later, Teacher Zhang Wei's words changed her mind and no longer insisted on her approach. At that time, Teacher Zhang Wei said-

"Teacher Wang, your son is not an ordinary person, but a real little genius. For geniuses, I think they should not be disciplined like ordinary people, as they are too limited. They should be given absolute freedom. They should let him do whatever he wants. As long as you help him grasp the general direction and make no mistakes, why should you care so much about other minor points? This will not wipe out his spirituality."

It was Teacher Zhang Wei's words that moved Wang Fengqin, but she was still worried after thinking about it, and finally improved her test scores. As long as her baby son's score for each subject in each exam is not less than 98 points, then she has nothing to say. If he wants to come to school, he will come to school. If he doesn't want to come, he will let him do it!

Li Xiulan and Teacher Zhang Wei naturally had no objection to this, and Song Ming agreed readily after knowing it. After all, what he said before was no less than 95 points was a conservative statement. Who in the world can know his true strength?

"Clearly, since you have promised the teacher that every subject will not be less than 98 points in each exam, then you can go to school if you want to, and your mother won't say anything about you. But you have to promise your mother that you can't stay at home every day and not go out. You are extremely lively at home, how can you stay at home?" Wang Fengqin was a little worried about her son's behavior at home. She was not watching Piaotianyi at home every day, or practicing calligraphy and painting, and she had never seen him make friends of the same age. If she continues like this, if she develops a eccentric character, she will be depressed.

"I know mom, I will go out every day in the future, so don't worry." Song Ming said this and saw his sister collecting clothes on the balcony, and shouted: "Sister Xiaoqing, take my clothes in by the way. I'm going to take a shower."

Song Qing, who didn't have to study on Friday, responded outside the balcony, and Wang Fengqin couldn't help but complain: "This child said that you asked her to call her sister, or she just called her sister Qing, why don't you listen? You have to add a small word in front?"

In fact, Wang Fengqin was not only surprised when talking about this, but Song Pingguo and Song Qing were also puzzled. Song Ming, the little guy, never called his sister or Sister Qing directly since he learned to speak, and he always called him Sister Xiaoqing. No matter how he taught him, he still remained the same, but refused to change his words. Over time, everyone got used to it.

Song Ming smiled and didn't explain. When Song Qing took back her clothes, he took his clothes and went straight to the bathroom to take a shower.
Chapter completed!
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