Huai Xizhong was very embarrassed, at the end of the term, Rong Zhihao still hoped that he would insert Rong Anran into the large class of the central kindergarten, fortunately it was a kindergarten, and there were no prescribed learning tasks.

Rong Zhihao is very knowledgeable about human feelings, he donated 5,000 yuan to the hospital, and only asked Rong Anran to sit in on the audit for a week and let his son play with the children for a week.

After sending his son to the kindergarten, Rong Zhihao did not leave, he stood under the wall outside the courtyard, waiting quietly.

The surrounding neighbors were very strange, wondering if he was stupid, so he stood motionless all day, but Rong Anran didn't seem to see it, just tried and groped again and again if he made Heidan become Jindan.

Three days, it should be said that in less than three days, Rong Anran left the kindergarten.

"It's not fun, Dad!"

Yes, Rong Zhihao has thought of this for a long time, and he has been with him for almost a year, and his son has adapted to loneliness, but he is not suitable for the frolicking between children.

"You should learn to mingle with children, that's your childhood. Rong Zhihao advised.

"There is no pattern in childhood, just like being a father without a pattern!" Xiao Anran blinked his eyes and stared at his father seriously.

Although he was surprised that his son said words that did not match his age, Rong Zhihao still felt helpless: "Dad hopes that you will have a happy childhood, although it is a little late." ”

"Dad, when I'm with you, I'm happy, and I like the feeling of meditating!"

"Dad said, don't practice first, let Dad explore the way first!" Rong Zhihao was afraid that his son would not listen, so he was worried.

"Don't worry, Daddy!" he said yes, neither did he disagree.

"Children need to learn knowledge!" Knowing that he couldn't persuade his son, Rong Zhihao didn't continue to persuade him, because Xiuzhen needed to be casual: "Tomorrow Dad will send you to Uncle Huai to study!"

"Dad, isn't it good for me to read and write at home?" Rong Anran likes to stay by his father's side.

"You have to step into the social experience! Society is a big family, and when you get used to it, you will feel good! Besides, everyone needs friends, and when you go to school, you can make friends. ”

"Okay, Dad!" Rong Anran remembered the "Chinese Family Motto Classics", and he had to listen to his father's words.

"This ...... This ......" In the office, in the face of Rong Zhihao's request to let Rong Anran enter primary school, Huai Xizhong couldn't agree, not to mention that Rong Anran was only five years old, and the school still had half a month to take the midterm exam!

Don't say that you are a principal, even if you are a county marquis, even a governor has no power, this is a policy, it is a regulation.

"After the summer vacation, you bring An Ran to sign up, I promise you!" said Huai Xizhong.

Rong Zhihao shook his head and smiled: "I gave the school 10,000 yuan in sponsorship fees, and I only audited for half a month!"

"Wake up, you're going to hurt the child like this!" Huai Xizhong persuaded bitterly: "Don't ask for fish anymore! Don't pull out the seedlings for the child, the child hasn't even gone to kindergarten well, and it's useless to sit in the classroom." And if this continues, even if the child passes the exam, he will not be able to go to school!"

"What Enron needs is not a diploma, just knowledge!" Rong Zhi was very stubborn: "Paying the sponsorship fee to audit, this is not against the policy!"

Huai Xizhong had nothing to do with this alien friend: "Don't pay the sponsorship fee, I'll go say hello to the homeroom teacher and arrange a seat for An Ran, hey--"

Rong Zhihao did not accept it, he insisted on going to the finance office to pay the sponsorship fee.

As in kindergarten, Rong Anran is in school, and Rong Zhihao is outside the school.

Although Huai Xizhong always paid attention to Rong Anran's every move, he didn't care too much, he was not optimistic about Rong Anran. Therefore, he saw that Rong Anran only sat in the classroom for two days, and he didn't pay attention to it when he spent most of his time in the school library.

Half a month is fleeting.

"School ...... Principal--"The first-grade class who had just finished the exam, with a ghost-like look, came to Huai Xizhong and handed him the exam paper: "You...... Look at it!"

This is an answer sheet written in standard block letters, and Huai Xi is dumbfounded: "This ...... This...... He...... He ......"

"He never sat in the classroom properly,......" said the head teacher bitterly: "Later, he only asked me what is called sentence formation and what is word formation, most of which are senior grades...... You see, he is not proficient enough in the use of simplified characters, interspersed with traditional characters...... His words...... His words ......"

"Yes, I can't write it either...... Even students who have practiced calligraphy professionally are not as fluent and natural as him...... Call him!"

"He's gone!" the homeroom teacher looked shocked.

"Oh, forget it--" Huai Xizhong thought for a moment, "Let's wait until the exams are over!"

Math in the afternoon and science in the second day, all with perfect marks. Facing Rong Zhihao, Huai Xizhong didn't know what to say: "How can this be?

As soon as I finished reading the Chinese answer sheet, I heard that Rong Anran was gone, so Huai Xizhong found teachers from various subjects.

The physical education teacher told him that during the physical education class, Rong Anran only stood by and watched, because he was an auditor, so the teacher didn't ask him anything, so he went with him.

The math teacher's answer was: "He only asked me about various mathematical symbols, functions and usages, and even asked about middle school things, but he never asked me once!"

The science teacher was the most aggrieved: "He asked all the things that were insignificant, not books at all, and some of the questions I couldn't answer at all, because I didn't know it myself!"

Only the music teacher smiled faintly: "Nothing special, he occasionally asked how to distinguish between a simple notation and a stave." But he's a quick learner, hehe!"

"He only asks once?" asked Wai Xizhong.

"Yes, it's not surprising, it's a child's curiosity, I've encountered it before. The music teacher replied.

It's not weird!

Thinking of yesterday's incident, Huai Xizhong stared at Rong Anran: "How did you learn it?"

Rong Anran looked at Huai Xizhong in front of him in confusion, and then looked back at his father: "Dad...... Oh--" He turned his head to Huai Xi again, his eyes full of puzzlement, "Uncle Huai, aren't these all written in the book?"

Wai Xizhong was completely speechless: "You-you--and you, go, bring your test papers!" He started in the second grade and worked his way up to the sixth grade.

"An Ran, you made some of my test papers first!" Huai Xi took out the second-grade test papers first to make room for Rong Anran.

"Yes--" Rong Anran didn't look like a five-year-old at all, and he took the test paper respectfully......

Rong Anran is not answering the questionnaire, nor is he copying the book, because, when copying the book, he has to look at the original text, and he directly began to answer.

Out!

The teachers around were dumbfounded......

In the third-grade exam paper, in addition to the blank paper in English, he didn't write many words in the language essay "My Dream": I don't have my own dreams, I just want to follow in my father's footsteps, because, I love him!

4th, 5th, 6th grade......

"I don't know how to teach English!" Rong Anran smiled embarrassedly at the silent scene: "My pronunciation is not accurate!"

English is a blank paper, and although the composition is somewhat off-topic, the sentences are rigorous, well-organized, and the words are accurate!

"You didn't teach him how to write either?" Wai Xizhong frowned.

"Yes, you know, that's my weakness. Rong Zhihao nodded.

"Supplement!" Huai Xizhong glared at Rong Zhihao fiercely: "In a week, let An Ran come to my house!"

"I'll come to English!" Hang Xueyin has been in school for less than a year, and I don't know what her identity is, anyway, people in the county often ask her to be a temporary English translator!

"Don't worry, I won't charge you for making up the lesson!" Seeing Rong Zhihao's hesitation, Hang Xue chuckled.

Indeed, who doesn't want to have a prodigy student?

Finally finished dealing with the school's affairs, Huai Xizhong remembered Rong Anran, and he dialed Hang Xueyin's phone: "I said that it was a week, but I didn't expect it to be half a month, how about it, Teacher Hang?

"Principal, are you kidding?" Obviously, Hang Xueyin on the other end of the phone was a little annoyed and a little aggrieved: "My stomach is almost empty by him......"

"Hehe--" Huai Xizhong didn't care, he thought that Hang Xueyin was being modest and speaking in an exaggerated way: "Then I'll let Rong Anran come to my house tomorrow." ”

"Don't--don't......" Hang Xueyin immediately refused, but there was no follow-up.

After a long time, she sighed: "Okay, I'll add something to myself first!"

Sending his son to Huai Xizhong's house, Rong Zhihao ran to the balcony by himself.

Huai Xizhong first handed Rong Anran's "Prodigy Poem", Rong Anran glanced at it, and said with a smile: "Uncle Huai, do ......you want to tell me how important it is to study?" However, 'spring tour to the grassland, summer to enjoy the green lotus pond, autumn to drink yellow flower wine, winter to sing white snow poems. 'I love it!'

Is this still what a person who has just passed the age of five says? It's only been a little over a year since he learned to speak! Huai Xizhong couldn't help but look at the back figure on the balcony: Could it be that his kind of nonsense that goes against science is not a mirage? Could it be that "Metaphysics" really exists?

"Good...... Well, I'll teach you how to review the question now......" Wai Xi in surprise, did not forget about his task.

Two hours later, Wai Xi was speechless...... All knowledge, as long as Huai Xizhong says it once, yes, just once, there is no need to repeat it at all, and the more he says it, the faster he speaks...... The problem is that Rong Anran remembered it all.

"Thank you, Uncle Huai, I need to digest!"

Yes, knowledge needs to be digested......

Shi Lu, Gan Luo, Cao Chong, Wang Bo...... It seems that these people really exist!

Be sure to ask Rong Zhihao, whether Rong Anran was born a prodigy!

The "prodigy" in Huai Xizhong's mind has spread since the end of the final exam, and finally reached Fu Yilan's ears.

Even if his son is smart, you must know that when Rong Zhihao took him away, he hadn't spoken yet?

Folklore says: People who walk early are bitter, people who speak late are stupid, Rong Anran has not spoken for almost four years, will he be a prodigy?

"What, I heard that your son is a prodigy, do you miss him?" said Ji Zhengyan with ridicule and jealousy.

"I didn't ...... No!" Although Fu Yilan is strong, she also knows that married life is different from others, and she doesn't want to have a crack in her family before she even has a honeymoon: "It's just a rumor......"

"What if it's not a rumor?"

"So what? I'm all yours, and, you should know, I've long since severed any ties with them!" the absent-minded Fu Yilan retorted weakly.

"Hmm!" Although he knew what Fu Yilan was thinking in his heart, Fu Yilan's expression was full of concern for him, and his vanity was satisfied, so he no longer chased after him, after all, Fu Yilan was not a vegetarian, let alone the Fu family......