"Hey, who is this kid? Little sister, is he your brother?"
The little sister glanced at Qingcheng. She didn't know what Qingcheng was to her, so she scratched her head and said, "Really? Teacher Xiaozhuang, the kindergarten is flooded, and there is no one to take Qingcheng. Can you sit in our class for a while?" ?”
Many parents in rural schools are busy with farm work and have no time to take care of their children, so the older ones take care of the younger ones. This situation is not uncommon. Teacher Xiaozhuang immediately responded: "I think he is quite well-behaved, so let him stay." But we have an exam today, and children can’t disturb our exam.”
Tingcheng was very obedient. She only glanced at him and then silently took her schoolbag and sat at the place he arranged.
Teacher Xiaozhuang handed out the test papers, put them on the podium, and then went to read the questions. Qingcheng glanced at the test paper. The question didn't seem to be very difficult. Liang Xiaomei always said that the first-grade test papers were difficult, and said that first-grade students were very difficult. Amazing, does this amazing first grader go to school every day just to take such a simple test paper
He frowned, feeling that Liang Xiaomei must be lying to him, so he silently took out the pencil case from his schoolbag, took a pen and started writing. Although he can write, his wrist strength is not comparable to that of a primary school student, and his writing posture is a bit strange. Teacher Xiaozhuang glanced at him from a distance and saw that he could not hold the pen steady, but he was writing and drawing on the test paper without much effort. really.
His little nephew is also like this. Every time he sees paper, he starts drawing talismans.
Teacher Xiaozhuang read one question and the students wrote one question. The students all followed the teacher's rhythm, except for Qingcheng, who kept writing down.
He doesn't need it, he knows all these words.
He probably knew that it was unusual for him to know so many words, because none of the children in the kindergarten were as good as him, and the teachers were always surprised by his literacy, but he could understand simple things just by looking at them. He just needs to figure out how to solve math problems.
Teng Teng wrote the question. Because it was a math question, there wasn’t much writing required. Just fill in the grid. Teng Teng quickly turned the pages.
Teacher Xiaozhuang looked at him and thought that this child was really interesting. He could still read the test paper so engrossedly that he couldn't understand. The students in his class were counting with their fingers, but he just kept writing. For those who don't know, I thought he could understand it.
Teacher Xiaozhuang smiled and ignored him.
About half an hour later, Teacher Xiaozhuang finished reading the topic. He returned to his desk and wanted to see what Qingcheng was doing. It should be painting, right? After all, he had a serious look on his face, and it didn't look like he was causing trouble.
"What are you doing, little master?"
Tingcheng blinked, as if she didn't quite understand his adult joke. Teacher Xiaozhuang was stared at inexplicably, coughed and said, "Let me see what he drew..."
But where is there an extra line on the test paper
All the blanks in the entire test paper were filled in, and they were not filled in randomly. Each blank was filled with crooked numbers. The more Teacher Xiaozhuang looked at it, his eyes widened. As if to verify, he started from scratch. He looked at it again, and the answers to each question were correct. When he saw the last question, the look he looked at Qingcheng became incredible.
"How old are you?" He seemed to be looking at an alien.
Tingcheng held out three fingers and Weiwei said that he was more than three years old, and his actual age was four.
Teacher Xiaozhuang's eyes widened and he asked again: "Then who taught you these? Don't tell me that you taught yourself?"
Qingcheng thought for a moment and nodded calmly, with an expression of "What's so difficult about this?"
Teacher Xiaozhuang pushed up his glasses, suspecting that he was being despised by a three-year-old child. He felt that he could not be frustrated alone, so he ran outside and called the grade director. At first, the grade director thought he was making a fuss. A three-year-old child could Writing questions for primary school students? Well, even if you can calculate, writing down a test paper requires a certain amount of concentration. As we all know, children's concentration increases with age. How can a kindergarten child be as good as Xiaozhuang said? sharp
However, after reading Chengcheng's test paper, the grade director showed the same expression as Teacher Xiaozhuang. In order to test, he took out another test paper. This time he watched Chengcheng do the questions with his own eyes, and she did it in front of him. Done quickly.
Later, the head teacher of the grade found another lesson plan and taught Chengcheng to memorize the difficult poems above. Chengcheng learned it after listening to it only once.
Xiaozhuang was surprised and said: "This is a true genius!"
The grade director told him not to mention the word "genius". After all, the example of hurting Zhongyong was before. As teachers, they had to be cautious after finally finding a good talent. This was the first time the grade director encountered a student with such a high IQ. , also felt excited, and held a special meeting to discuss the matter that night. The result of the matter was that Teacher Xiaozhuang specially called Su Weiwei to school after taking the monthly exam.
When he found out that Su Weiwei was Qingcheng's mother, Teacher Xiaozhuang's boyish heart was completely broken. He managed to hold on and told Su Weiwei about the school's decision.
"Let Qingcheng listen?"
Su Weiwei was stunned. Of course she knew that Qingcheng was a gifted child with high IQ, but she had never emphasized this point because she was afraid that encouraging the child's growth would have a bad impact on the child's growth. As we all know, our country had a juvenile system in the early years. Class, which promotes gifted teenagers. Under the expectations of society and the pressure of schools, many children have certain psychological problems. It is mentioned in the book that Qingcheng also went to the youth class later, but because he did not like to talk, he was often dismissed. Bullied by others, he suffered from depression at a young age and tended to be autistic. After Liang Heming found out, he spent a lot of time to bring him back to a normal life. Later, Qingcheng came into contact with painting and used painting to resolve his emotions. Slowly develop on the road of painting.
Therefore, she only hoped that Qingcheng would have a normal childhood, go to kindergarten like other children, and not worry about schoolwork every day, but just do handicrafts, play games, learn children's songs, etc. However, she did not expect that Qingcheng's talent would be used by others. Found.
Su Weiwei told Teacher Xiaozhuang her thoughts. They were very close. From Teacher Xiaozhuang's point of view, Su Weiwei's flawless face could be seen clearly. Su Weiwei's eyes always had tiny stars in them, making people afraid to look directly.
He couldn't help but his cheeks turned red, and he nodded: "But I think Qingcheng is more mature than other kindergarten children. The fact that he can finish a test paper very well has already explained the problem. I think you can ask him for his own opinion, if he is willing , he can join our class at any time in the future."
Su Weiwei knelt down, looked directly at Qingcheng, squinted and smiled: "Chengcheng, can you understand what the teacher said? Do you want to come to my little sister's class to listen to the class with her?"
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Tingcheng nodded, her chin tensed slightly.
Su Weiwei was a little surprised, "But primary school textbooks are very boring, and there is no teacher to play games with you. Are you still willing to come?"
Qingcheng nodded affirmatively. He wanted to know how great the first graders were.
This troubled Su Weiwei. What should he do if his son was too eager to learn? She obviously just wanted him to be a happy ordinary person, but he insisted on leaning on the genius boy so early. Su Weiwei was so worried that he was going bald.
"Let me think about it!" Su Weiwei finally said.
On the way back, the three people in the group were silent, and the one who felt the most uncomfortable was Liang Xiaomei. Although she didn’t know what a genius boy was, she didn’t know what a transfer student was, and she didn’t know that the teacher asked Qingcheng to come to her class to study, but Qingcheng Teng is just a little kindergarten student! How could she attend class with big sisters like her? This is not allowed!
Besides, she is already 8 years old. If she goes to class with 3-year-old Qingcheng, people will laugh at her!
"Sister-in-law, you won't really agree, will you? Qingcheng has just entered kindergarten, how can she study with me? Our first-grade textbooks are very difficult."
Qingcheng sneered, is it difficult? Is that called difficult
He had a stern face and walked forward with his schoolbag on his back. From the back, it looked like his little person was carrying an Ultraman schoolbag, which looked impressive.
Of course Su Weiwei didn't know what little sister was thinking. She touched the top of her head and sighed: "Little sister doesn't know, does she?"
"Um?"
"Chengcheng also made a math paper during your exam."
Liang Xiaomei raised her head, opened her mouth slightly, and suddenly had a bad feeling.
The next second, Su Weiwei said slightly distressed: "What should we do? His math paper actually got full marks, my God! I really don't want him to get such a high score."
"..." Liang Xiaomei was shocked. She seemed to have only scored 65 points in the exam. She didn't want to talk anymore. She just lowered her head and kicked the pebbles on the road.
Su Weiwei had no one to discuss with, but Qingcheng told her countless times with her eyes that she was going to study in the first grade.
Su Weiwei asked the kindergarten teacher again, and Teacher Mi also felt distressed. She finally recruited a gifted child, and she was thinking of taking the child to the city to compete. Who knew that the first-grade teacher was such a thief and snatched the child away like this? , but their kindergarten teachers did not have the right to speak as their primary school teachers. Teacher Mi said painfully: "But I can't bear to leave Chengcheng."
Qingcheng knew that he should show reluctance to the teacher, and also knew that Teacher Mi really liked him, but he really couldn't feel sad.
He lowered his head and reflected on himself. Seeing such a little person, Teacher Mi began to feel sad, and his heart almost melted.
"Chengcheng, the teacher can't stop you, but if you don't want to stay in the first grade anymore, you can come back at any time. Teacher Mi will miss you."
Qingcheng nodded silently.
Su Weiwei had no choice but to take Qingcheng to the first grade, because kindergarten students often have to be taken to the toilet by their teachers. In order to take care of him, Teacher Xiaozhuang asked him to sit at the same table as Liang Xiaomei. In this way, if he needed it, Liang Xiaomei could be the first to go to the toilet. time to react.
Although she felt embarrassed, her face was fair and tender, and her facial features were exquisite. She was more beautiful than the stars on TV. In addition, because of her young age, she quickly attracted the attention of all the big brothers and sisters in the class.
"Chengcheng, do you have any pencils? Sister, there are many here. Can I give you a yellow one?"
"Chengcheng, brother has a lot of erasers, isn't it awesome? Brother, let me give you an eraser."
"Do you like Cengcheng comic strips?"
"Chengcheng, do you need a book cover? I'm good at folding it."
"Chengcheng, do you want some candy? Sister, there are a lot of them here."
A little Tingcheng filled the whole class with maternal love. He was instantly the focus of the whole class and became a veritable class treasure.
"Little sister, is this your brother? He's so cute. I really want to pinch his cheek. I wish I had such a cute brother." All the classmates came to inquire about Qingcheng, and Liang Xiaomei suddenly became very worried. Popular.
She looked at Qingcheng. Although she was a little unhappy, she felt inexplicably proud that such a cute little person belonged to her family.
Now Su Weiwei no longer has to go to kindergarten to pick up her son. She came downstairs to the first grade immediately after school. The parents were a little surprised when they saw her for the first time.
"Are you new here?"
"Hey, I heard from my son that there is a new kindergarten kid in the class. He is said to be very good at the exam. Is he your son?"
"Isn't it? Transferring kindergarten to first grade? This must have a high IQ, right?"
"Are you Chengcheng's parent?"
Su Weiwei didn't expect that she would attract attention, so she immediately smiled and nodded, "Yes, I am Qingcheng's parent, please give me your advice."
"By the way, what score did your family Chengcheng get in the exam?" Shouldn't she be able to join the class if her score is low? However, I heard that the test paper this time is relatively difficult. The highest score in mathematics in the class is 96 points. No matter how good this kindergarten kid is, it would be good if he could get 90 points.
Su Weiwei sighed and said bitterly: "I'm so worried. I got a perfect score in the exam. I really don't want him to get such a high score in the exam. This kid has never studied first-grade books, never done exercises, and has never passed the exam." I took the test, but somehow I got full marks.”
Parents:…
Can we still talk about this? I feel like she deserves a beating for no reason, how can I break it
"Full score? The highest score in the class this time was only 96, right? You mean you have never taught him at home, he has never read the first-grade textbook, he has never done a single question, and then he got a perfect score in the exam?" The parent who asked the question had a "don't tease me" look on his face.
Su Weiwei nodded firmly, "I think kindergarten is very good. He insists on coming to first grade. I don't understand what he thinks. Anyway, please give me more advice in the future."
Parents: Hahahaha, what can they advise? They whip and teach students to beat them at home every day, and all they have to do is feed books into their children's stomachs all day long. Even though the child is only in the first grade, he has a lot of homework and the child often learns by 12 o'clock. Just like this, he can barely get 80/90% on the exam. .
I feel so angry just thinking about it! Why is the gap between people so big
Why are there such annoying species of gifted children? I always feel that even my genetics have been crushed.
Honghong was in the classroom next to Liang Xiaomei. The news that a gifted child was in Liang Xiaomei’s class spread quickly on campus. Honghong’s deskmate pulled her and said, “Let’s go to the next class to see the gifted child.”
"Genius child?" Honghong didn't understand.
"It's the kindergarten student who got perfect scores in the math test. I heard that he has come to attend the first grade class."
Honghong didn't understand. Her younger brother was also a kindergarten student, but he was very stupid and didn't understand anything. He even needed someone to take him to the toilet. How could a kindergarten student be so stupid come to primary school to study
"Really, I'm not going to lie to you, my mother knew about it and asked me to see what the child looked like." After her deskmate said this, she pulled her to the window.
Tingcheng was very conspicuous. Everyone in the classroom was very tall. He was the only one who looked like the malnourished little carrot in the rows of carrot pits. His classmates' eyes lit up, "Wow! What a cute little boy! Honghong, you are Look, his eyelashes are so long, like a little prince!"
Honghong frowned, what did she see? She actually saw Chengcheng! So, the genius child they talk about is Qingcheng
That night, Honghong couldn't wait to run into the house, panting and pulling Jiang Tao.
Xie Zhenjiang's legs never healed, so Jiang Tao simply stopped taking care of her when she had enough, and ran out to play when she had time. Now she had an appointment with someone to play cards, and when she saw Honghong running in, her face turned cold, "Why are you running? Where is your brother?"
"Mom, Chengcheng! Chengcheng!"
Jiang Tao frowned, "What Qingcheng? Where is your younger brother?"
Honghong didn't care about that. She knew that her mother liked to hear about Su Weiwei's family next door, so she said anxiously: "Mom, Chengcheng went to Liang Xiaomei's class. He scored 100 points in our math paper this time."
Jiang Tao was stunned and almost jumped up: "What? How is this possible! He is only 3 years old, how can he be in first grade? Did you read it wrong?"
"No, no, everyone in our school knows about it and says he is a genius child."
Liu Yumei, who had just cut the pig grass, almost exploded when she heard the news.
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