"Yo, who is this kid? Little sister, is that your brother?"

The little girl glanced at Tseng Tsang, she didn't know what Tseng Tsang belonged to her, so she scratched her head, "Is that so? Teacher Xiaozhuang, the kindergarten is flooded, Tseng Tsang is not taken, can you sit in our class for a while? ?"

Many parents in rural schools are too busy to take care of their children. They are the older ones and the younger ones. This is not uncommon. Teacher Xiaozhuang immediately responded: "I think he is quite good, so let him stay. But today we have an exam, children can't disturb our exam."

Tseng Tseng was very obedient, he only glanced at him, and sat silently with his schoolbag in the place he arranged.

Teacher Xiaozhuang handed out the test paper and put it on the podium, and then went to read the question. Tseng Tseng glanced at the test paper. It seemed that the question was not difficult. Great, do great first graders go to school every day to study for such a simple test paper?

He frowned, thinking that Liang Xiaomei must be lying to him, so he silently took out the pencil case from his schoolbag and started writing with a pen. Although he can write, his wrist strength is incomparable to that of elementary school students, and his writing posture is a bit strange. Teacher Xiao Zhuang glanced at him from a distance. really.

The same goes for his little nephew. Every time he sees paper, he starts to draw talismans.

Teacher Xiaozhuang read one question and the students wrote another question. The students all followed the teacher's rhythm. Only Tseng Tsang continued to write down.

He doesn't need it, he knows all these words.

He probably knew that it was not unusual for him to know so many words, because the children in kindergarten were not as good as him, and the teacher was always surprised by his literacy, but he knew those simple things just by looking at them. He knew how to solve math problems just by groping.

Tseng Tseng was writing the title. Because it was a math problem, he didn't have much to write, so he just had to fill in the grid. Tseng Tseng quickly turned the page.

Teacher Xiaozhuang looked at him and only thought that this child was really interesting. He could read the exam papers he didn't understand so engrossed in it. The students in his class were all stretching their fingers and counting, so he kept writing. Thought he could understand it.

Teacher Xiaozhuang smiled and ignored him.

About half an hour later, when Teacher Xiaozhuang finished reading the topic, he returned to his desk and wanted to see what Tseng Tseng was doing. It should be painting, right? After all, he had a serious face, and it didn't look like he was playing tricks.

"What is the little one doing?"

Tseng Tseng blinked, as if he didn't quite understand his adult joke. Teacher Xiao Zhuang was stared at him for no reason. He coughed and said, "Let me see what I drew..."

But where is the extra line on the test paper?

All the blanks in the whole test paper were filled, and they were not filled in randomly. Every blank was written with slanted numbers. Teacher Xiaozhuang's eyes widened as he looked at it, as if for verification, he started from scratch. After reading it again, one question has the right answer, and when he sees the last question, the look in his eyes towards Tseng Tseng has become incredible.

"How old are you?" He seemed to be looking at an alien.

Tseng Tseng stretched out three fingers, but Wei Wei said that he was three years old, and the virtual age was four years old.

Teacher Xiaozhuang's eyes widened, and he asked again, "Who taught you these? Don't tell me you taught it yourself?"

Tseng Tseng thought for a while, then nodded calmly, with a "what's so difficult" expression on his face.

Teacher Xiaozhuang pushed his glasses and suspected that he was being despised by a three-year-old child. He felt that he could not be frustrated alone, so he went outside and called the grade director. At first, the grade director thought that he was making a fuss. Write a topic for elementary school students? Well, even if you can calculate, you have to write down a test paper. That requires a certain amount of concentration. As we all know, a child’s concentration increases with age. How could a kindergarten child be like what Xiaozhuang said Great?

However, after reading Tseng's test paper, the grade director showed the same expression as Mr. Xiaozhuang. In order to test, he took out another test paper. This time, he watched Tseng do the questions with his own eyes, and Tseng was in front of him. Done soon.

After that, the grade director came to the lesson plan again, and taught the above few difficult poems to Tseng Tseng's back, and Tseng Tseng could only listen to it once.

Xiao Zhuang was surprised: "This is a real genius!"

The grade director signaled him not to mention the word "genius". After all, the example of Shang Zhongyong was the first. They had to be careful when they were teachers. It was the first time that the grade director met a student with such a high IQ. , I was also excited, and a special meeting was held that night to discuss this matter. The result of the matter was that Teacher Xiaozhuang specially called Su Weiwei to the school after the monthly exam.

Knowing that Su Weiwei was Tseng Tsang's mother, Mr. Zhuang's young boy's heart was completely broken. He barely held on and told Su Weiwei of the school's decision.

"Let Tseng Tseng listen in?"

Su Weiwei was stunned. Of course she knew that Tseng Tsang was a gifted child with high IQ, but she had not emphasized this point all the time, because she was afraid that pulling the seedlings and encouraging them would have a bad impact on the growth of the child. The class advertises talented young people. Under the expectations of society and the pressure of the school, many children have certain psychological problems. It is mentioned in the book that Tseng Tseng also went to the youth class later, but because he does not like to talk, he is often called by him. People bullied him. He had depression at a young age and tended to be autistic. When Liang Heming found out, he lost a lot of thought before he was able to bring him into a normal life. Slowly develop on the road of painting.

Therefore, she only hoped that Tseng Tsang had a normal childhood. Like other children, he went to kindergarten. He didn't worry about schoolwork every day, just doing handicrafts, playing games, learning children's songs, etc., but she never thought that Tsing Tsang's talent would be used by others. Found.

Su Weiwei told Mr. Xiaozhuang what he thought. They were very close. From Mr. Xiaozhuang's point of view, he could see Su Weiwei's flawless face. There were always tiny stars in Su Weiwei's eyes, which made people dare not look directly.

He couldn't help blushing, nodded and said, "But I think Tseng Tseng is more mature than other kindergarten children. If he can finish a test paper well, he has already explained the problem. I think you can ask him his own opinion, if he wants to. , he can come to our class anytime in the future."

Su Weiwei squatted down, looked directly at Tseng Tseng, squinted and smiled and said, "Tsing Tseng, can you understand what the teacher said? Do you want to come to Xiaomei's class to listen to her with her?"

Tseng Tseng nodded, his chin slightly tense.

Su Weiwei was a little surprised, "But elementary school textbooks are very boring, and there is no teacher to play games with you, are you still willing to come?"

Tseng Tseng nodded affirmatively, he just wanted to know how amazing the first-year students are.

This makes Su Weiwei stumped. What should do if son is too good at learning? She obviously just wanted him to be a happy ordinary person, but he wanted to rely on the genius boy so early, Su Weiwei's head was going to be bald.

"Let me think about it!" Su Weiwei finally said.

On the way back, the group of three remained silent. Among them, the most uncomfortable one was Liang Xiaomei. Although they didn't know what a gifted boy was, what a transfer student was, and they didn't know that the teacher asked Tsing Tsang to come to her class to study, Ke Tsang Chen is just a little kindergartener! How can take classes with her big sisters? This is not possible!

Besides, she is 8 years old. If she is in class with 3-year-old Tseng Tsang, people will laugh at her!

"Sister-in-law, you won't really agree, will you? Tseng Tseng is only in kindergarten, how can he study with me? Our first grade textbooks are very difficult."

Tseng Tseng sneered, is it difficult? Is that difficult?

With a small face, he walked forward with a schoolbag on his back. From behind, he looked like a little man carrying an Ultraman schoolbag.

Of course Su Weiwei didn't know the little sister's thoughts. She touched the top of the little sister's head and sighed: "The little sister doesn't know, right?"

"Ok?"

"Tseng Tseng also made a math paper during your exam."

Liang Xiaomei raised her head, opened her mouth slightly, and suddenly had a bad premonition.

In the next second, Su Weiwei said with a little distress: "What should I do? He got a perfect score in the math test, God! I really don't want him to be so high in the test."

"..." Liang Xiaomei was hit. She seemed to have only scored 65 points in the test. She didn't want to talk anymore, she just kept kicking the small stones on the road with her head down.

Su Weiwei had no one to discuss with, but Ke Tseng told her countless times with his eyes that he was going to study in the first grade.

Su Weiwei consulted the kindergarten teacher again, and Teacher Mi also felt distressed. She finally recruited a gifted child and wanted to take the child to the city to compete. Who knew that the first grade teacher was such a thief and took the child away like this , but their kindergarten teachers don't have the right to speak as primary school teachers. Teacher Mi said in pain: "But I can't bear to say it."

Tseng Tseng knew that he should show reluctance to the teacher, and also knew that Mr. Mi really liked him, but he really couldn't be sad.

He lowered his head and reflected on himself, Mr. Mi was beginning to feel sad when he saw such a small person, and his heart was about to melt.

"Tseng Tseng, the teacher can't stop you, but if you don't want to stay in the first grade, you can come back anytime. Teacher Mi will miss you."

Tseng Tsang nodded silently.

Su Weiwei had to take Tseng Tseng to the first grade, because kindergarten students often asked their teachers to take them to the toilet. In order to take care of him, Teacher Xiaozhuang asked him to share the table with Liang Xiaomei. In this way, if he needed, Liang Xiaomei could be the first. time to react.

Although he felt embarrassed, but Tseng Tsang's face was white and tender, and his facial features were exquisite, and he looked better than the stars on TV. In addition, he was young, and he quickly attracted the big brothers and sisters of the whole class.

"Tseng Tseng, do you have a pencil? My sister has a lot of them here. Can I give you a yellow one?"

"Tseng Tseng, brother has a lot of erasers, isn't he amazing? Brother will give you an eraser."

"Do you like the comic strips?"

"Tseng Tseng, do you need a book cover? I'm very good at folding it."

"Tseng Tseng, do you want some candy? Big sister has a lot here."

A little Tseng Tseng made the big brothers and sisters in the whole class overwhelmed with maternal love, and he was the focus of the whole class in an instant, a veritable class treasure.

"Little sister, is this your brother? He's too cute, I really want to pinch his face. If only I had such a cute brother." All the classmates came to inquire about Tseng Tsang's situation, and Mrs. Liang suddenly became very angry. sought after.

She looked at Tseng Tseng, although she was a little unhappy, but such a cute little person belonged to her family, and she had an inexplicable sense of pride.

Now Su Weiwei doesn't have to go to the kindergarten to pick up her son. She came downstairs in the first grade immediately after school, and it was a little strange for parents to see her for the first time.

"Are you new here?"

"Yo, I heard from my son that there is a new kindergartener in the class. It is said that the exam is very good. Is that your son?"

"Isn't it? Kindergarten is transferred to the first grade? This IQ must be very high, right?"

"Are you Tseng Tsang's parent?"

Su Weiwei didn't expect that he would attract attention, and immediately nodded with a smile, "Yes, I'm the parent of Tseng Tseng, please give me more advice."

"By the way, how many scores did your Tseng Tseng take in the exam?" You shouldn't be able to switch classes with low scores, right? However, I heard that this test paper is more difficult. The highest score in mathematics in the class is 96 points. No matter how good this kindergarten child is, it is not bad to be able to score 90 in the test.

Su Weiwei sighed, and said bitterly: "I'm so worried, I got a perfect score in the test, I really don't want him to be so high in the test, this kid has never studied the first grade books, has not done practice questions, and has never passed the test. I took the test and somehow got full marks."

Parents:  …

Can we still talk about this? Inexplicably feel that she is very bad, how to break it?

"Perfect score? The highest score in the class this time was 96, right? You mean you never taught him at home, he didn't read the first-grade textbook, he didn't do 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" expression on his face.

Su Weiwei nodded affirmatively, "I think the kindergarten is pretty good. He insists on coming to the first grade, and he doesn't understand what he thinks. In short, please give more advice in the future."

Parents: Hehehe, what can they teach? They whip, walk, teach, stick and beat at home every day, and they almost feed the book into the child's stomach all day long. Even though the child is only in first grade, but there is a lot of homework, and the child often learns at 12 o'clock, so the exam is barely 10 percent.

Just think about it! Why is there such a big gap between people?

Why are gifted children such a hated species? always feel that even the genetics have been crushed.

——

Honghong was in the classroom next to Liang Xiaomei. The news of the talented children in Liang Xiaomei's class quickly spread on the campus. Honghong's deskmate pulled her and said, "Let's go to the next class to see the gifted children."

"Genius child?" Honghong didn't understand.

"It's the kindergarten student who got perfect marks in the math test. I heard that he has come to the first grade to attend the class."

Honghong doesn't understand, like her younger brother is also a kindergarten student, but his younger brother is very stupid, he doesn't understand anything, he even needs someone to take him to the toilet. How can a kindergarten student be so stupid to come to primary school?

"Really, I won't lie to you, my mother knows it all, and she told me to see what the child looks like." After speaking, the same table pulled her to the side of the window.

Tseng Tseng is very conspicuous, everyone in the classroom is tall, only he is like the malnourished little radish head in the rows of radish pits, his eyes lit up at the table, "Wow! Such a cute little boy! Honghong you Look, his eyelashes are so long, like a little prince!"

Honghong frowned, what did she see? She actually saw Tseng Tseng! So, the genius child in their mouth is Tseng?

That night, Honghong couldn't wait to run into the house, panting and pulling Jiang Tao.

Xie Zhenjiang's legs haven't been getting better. Jiang Tao has served enough so she can't wait any longer. She runs out to play when she has time. Now she has an appointment with someone to play poker.What about your brother?"

"Mom, Tseng Tseng! Tseng Tseng!"

Jiang Tao frowned, "What is it? What about your brother?"

Honghong doesn't care about those things. She knows that her mother likes to hear about Su Weiwei's house next door, so she hurriedly said, "Mom, Tseng Tsang went to Liang Xiaomei's class, and this time he took a 100% on our math paper."

Jiang Tao's whole body was covered, and she almost jumped up: "What? How is this possible! He is only 3 years old, how can he be in the first grade? Did you read it wrong?"

"No, no, everyone in our school knows and says he is a gifted child."

Liu Yumei, who had just finished cutting hogweed, almost exploded when she heard the news.