The old man walked in slowly with his hands behind his back, glanced at the children who were sitting upright in a neat row, then coughed lightly and asked, "Do you all know each other?"
"Yes." Several children responded.
"Yes." The old man then walked down and said to Bowen, who was sitting in front of him, "Recite the book I asked you to recite last time today."
"Yes, great grandfather." Bowen responded politely. He did not look back, but began to grind ink and write from memory.
"Xue'er, this is the calligraphy you need to practice today." The old man handed her the homework, then walked over to Bo Qing and said, "You are going to practice calligraphy today, and here is the homework."
After assigning homework to the three children, he walked up to Hao'er and the other two and asked, "Have you ever been to elementary school? What do you know?"
Hao'er thought for a moment and said, "I don't remember much, but I remember my parents taught me."
After hearing this, the old man paused and asked, "So, can you three write your own names?"
"Yes." The three said in unison.
"Write it down and see." He pulled up a chair next to him and sat between the three of them.
Then he saw three children pick up the brushes, dip them in ink, carefully write their names on the paper, and then hand them to him one by one.
Looking at the three names written by the three children, he glanced at them with some surprise. Hao'er's handwriting had begun to show its edge, and the two younger ones, although writing one stroke at a time, were also very neat and upright, which did not look like the handwriting that they would write at their age.
After all, such a young child...
However, considering the unique temperaments of these three children, it is not surprising.
"Well, your handwriting is good. Today, I will test you to see what you can do." He looked at the three children, thought for a while, and tested them one by one.
However, what he didn't expect was that this school examination was full of surprises.
The three children knew more than he expected, especially Haoer. After he looked through a book he had never read before, he was able to memorize it. His photographic memory really shocked him.
However, Grandpa Pan would never have thought that it was because Hao'er was cultivating an immortal, his mental strength was incomparable to that of ordinary people, and he was also very smart since he was young, so he could learn with twice the result with half the effort.
After a morning, Grandpa Pan couldn't help but feel a sense of appreciation for talent. He discovered that not only Hao'er, but also the two children under three years old, had excellent memory, understood things quickly, and their comprehension was amazing.
"That's all for today, you guys can go back! Make sure you do the assignments well, I'll check them one by one tomorrow." The old man gave instructions and asked them to go back first.
The next few days went on as usual, but Haoer learned things very quickly, even Bowen could not catch up with him. Moreover, he not only learned to read and write, but also learned painting.
On this day, the old man came out of the school and walked slowly to the front. He met Pan Hong. After Pan Hong bowed, he asked: "Why haven't I seen Pan Ning in recent days? What has he been busy with these days?"
"Grandfather, I don't know what he's been busy with recently, but I see him go out early every day and come back after dark." He paused, as if he remembered something, and said, "Yes, I heard someone say today that he went to the library in the palace."