Chapter Eighty-Seven: Sweet Potato

"Riki, Riki!"

Recognizing Limu's little figure from afar, seeing him walk out of the entrance of the corridor from the examination room, Teacher Li, who was waiting under the tree, beckoned to him.

"Whoa!" Riki also responded.

I didn't dare to drag out my voice too long, and half of the leading teachers from the 40 primary schools in Nanhua City were waiting on the field. Li Qihua's teaching qualifications are relatively old, and no one dares to say anything about her after only calling her twice. If Riki doesn't want to be killed by the murderous gaze of the other teachers, it's better to keep your mouth shut and quickly meet the teacher.

"Shhhhhh

"Haha, you guys are-" The teacher, who was sitting under the same tree as Li Qihua, was amused by the two.

This male teacher has white temples and looks only a few years younger than Li Qihua, and he is also a few older teachers present. On his badge was written [Red Star Elementary School Team Leader Teacher], but the specific name was not written. Obviously, it is a cheap work card that can be used in various situations and can save schools money.

"Teacher Li, are you a student?" Another female teacher in her thirties, with teaching experience between ten and fifteen, asked. Judging by her apparent age, she may even be a student of Teacher Li.

"Hello two teachers, I am a protégé of Teacher Li in the fourth class of the fifth year of Pingnan Primary School, thank you two teachers for chatting with grandma." Riki introduced herself.

"A good clever child, but the body is a little small, but it doesn't look like a malnourished, the young man can't patronize and study, you have to exercise more to grow tall."

The male teacher took out his glasses from his collar and examined him. The female teacher nodded in agreement.

"He, he skipped one level in preschool and two levels in elementary school, and it's right to be small, but it's a problem not to exercise." Teacher Li smiled as always, picked out three Wahaha sticks from behind him, and wiped the seal with the rag he carried with him. Hand Wahaha and straw to Limu,

"Here, don't tell the other students."

"Thank you, grandma." Riki took it with both hands.

"I jumped three levels in total, no wonder I was so small, and I was admitted to the semifinals......" The male teacher touched the bad white stubble on his chin.

Li Qihua bought a dozen Wahaha, a total of 12 sticks, and disassembled them early to wait for the students to come out and distribute them to the students. I heard that she had seven students participating in the competition, so I was thinking about how to divide the 12 math problems assigned to seven students. I didn't expect that at this time, I actually divided 3 directly, and I must have loved this child very much.

"Is it okay to come out so soon? I remember that the students came out in the last ten minutes of the semi-finals, and most of them were full of confidence. The female teacher looked at Riki. The students who were confident of doing well in the exams were all light on their feet and with relaxed smiles on their faces, right—just like the boy in front of them.

"Yes, Riki, you came out so soon, did you check the question?" Teacher Li asked.

Limu put the extra two Wahaha beside her grandmother and didn't sit down. He puffed up his chest triumphantly, patted his chest and said:

"Grandma, I'll do something, don't worry."

"But you ran out of time last time."

"Grandma, people will grow, besides, I paid more attention this time, and I didn't desert in the exam." Riki was in trouble last time, and he deserted when he thought about it.

"What questions are you taking this time, is it difficult?" The female teacher asked.

"The reminder is almost the same as before, but the problem solving is more focused on calculation, which should be said to increase the difficulty of calculation on the basis of testing thinking."

"And you're still writing so fast?" Li Qihua asked.

"I ate well yesterday and slept well, and today I am in good spirits...... "Riki took two sips of the milk drink and showed a confident smile, "Don't worry, grandma, the tickets will definitely be available." ”

Tickets, that is, tickets to the national competition, win the first prize in the semi-finals, and the top students will be eligible to participate. CMO's middle school competition needs to rush to Yanjing to compete, and it is not clear what kind of pear wood is in the primary school.

"Don't be careless, the semi-finals are not as good as the preliminary rounds, and there are a lot of people in Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. Some of them write slowly, but they all write correctly; Some of them write quickly, but they insist on checking until the end before leaving the examination room. ”

Grandma Li's long-standing ambition extinguished her prestige, so that the two teachers didn't believe that Limu came out after writing the test paper, but the boy named Limu said again: "Grandma, Anla, there is no one who can compare to me in Nanhua." ”

Just when the two teachers were frightened by his unexplained confidence, they unconsciously saw an additional figure behind Riki.

"——ねえ、その前の学生、あなた曰 myself?" The owner of the voice is a little girl.

When she got closer, the figure could be seen more clearly. She has fair skin, a watch on her wrist, a round face, a watermelon head, and a slight looped legs.

You don't have to look back to know who's coming. Limu curled his tongue and said sullenly like an old cow in the field: "I am Chinese." ”

"Riki, your friend?" Seeing the abnormal appearance of the pear wood, Li Qihua asked.

"A guy who almost knocked me out of the game almost sang the praises of my youth." Riki's eyes are tilted to the corners of her eyes, and she looks behind her side with a strange gaze.

"Come on, I'm thirsty for the exam, I'll give you a bottle of tonic spirit." Li Qihua took a Wahaha and stood up and handed it over.

- Grandma, people don't drink this kind of thing.

Riki thought.

In this era, Wahaha health drinks dominate the children's market, with the slogan of rich nutrition as a publicity, and the subsequent production of nutrition express is close to the theme of health care, directly named after the word "nutrition".

"Grandma, I'm here, I'm here!" He poked his grandmother in the elbow, as if to remind the two countries that they were on the opposite side.

"But it's disrespectful." The little girl unceremoniously took Wahaha, inserted a straw and took a deep sip of juice before asking, "Your grandma?" ”

- Isn't she angry when she is called?

Limuqi arrived. When she was in Chinese, she replied to her in Yuewen:

"あなたは関系がない。 (It's not about you)"

"関系がありますよ."

"There is a hairy relationship."

"It's a big deal."

"言ってみる (語設計計)"

“いいよ……”

…… She said...... I use medium ...... What do you say...... I said a word......

It's purely a battle of mood among elementary school students.

However, both of them did the topic too quickly, and they didn't feel bored waiting for the bus to pick up and drop off on campus. After all, on Saturday and Zhou, Mo Moxin was on holiday, and Da Shengnan couldn't come with the car this time, and Limu only had a pencil case on him, so he could only kill time by chatting.

The two teachers sitting with Mr. Li, the male surnamed Wu and the female surnamed Zhou, also taught mathematics at the school. As Limu judged, Mr. Wu belonged to Hongxing Primary School, and the mysterious Teacher Zhou belonged to Yanziling Primary School. Wujun Muzi was also as he guessed, a student of the Tianmang Primary School at his feet.

During the chat, Riki accidentally found that Muzi's knowledge is quite extensive, and there are some knowledge that he doesn't even understand, such as Hawking radiation, Bondi accretion, spaghettification, and gravity lensing, and when talking about these, Riki has to change from "talking" to "listening".

"I'm sorry for the exam just now, are you still angry?"

"It's okay, it's okay, you don't see I'm joking, haha, haha." In the face of her apology, Riki snorted. It's not worth being angry about, it's just trying to tease the little girl.

Muzi is actually a mixed-race child of Chinese nationality. Her father is Chinese and is a professor of history at the University of South China; My mother is a human-oriented, and she opened a Chinese language training class in the university. Now the two of them are seventy years old and the other are in their forties, and they only have one child, Muzi, who can barely be regarded as an old man.

- After all, I was born when my father was in my fifties and my mother was in my thirties.

Look at the ...... through the eyes of the future It's not that old.

After 30 minutes, her mother's car drove to the school gate first, and the two exchanged phone numbers, which was a happy friend. As soon as their car drove away, Li Xiuli's Santana also happened to drive to the school gate.

In order not to make his mother wait for a long time, Limu immediately said goodbye to the three teachers, and just turned around and walked towards the school gate, he heard Teacher Li shout:

"—Riki."

"Huh?" Riki turned back.

"Don't be distracted, Lu Wei......" the old woman inadvertently gave advice to Limu, "A woman's jealousy is terrible. ”

"Grandma, I have nothing to do with Lu Wei." Limu didn't know what to say to her, but inexplicably sucked the third bottle of Wahaha, which had bottomed out. After that, he said in his usual casual tone: "And who would be interested in this kind of little girl." ”

"Then be careful."

"Got it, I'll go back first."

"Well, okay, go ahead, go ahead." Grandma Li pushed the back of her hand.

Looking at his fading figure. Although he didn't think that Riki would have all kinds of troubles in the choice of feelings, he was still worried that he would ignore her feelings too much and cause some irreparable mistakes—he may never realize that there is an invisible charm that will unconsciously exude when he paints.

"Today's children are so ......" Mr. Wu couldn't find an adjective when, what Hawking radiation, Bondi accretion, it sounded dizzy next to him. The two of them still handed in the papers early, and they seemed to be still awkward in front, chatting with messy prophecies, and finally exchanged phone numbers-

"Today's kids are so ...... Is it difficult? He finally found the right word.

"Aren't you the teacher of the children yourself, it's just that these two children are a bit special. The girl is a little precocious, and the boy is a little naughty. Mr. Li, what do you say? Teacher Zhou asked.

"Naughty? No, in fact, Riki is very serious about what he does, especially when he is drawing. This month, he has been particularly devoted to murals, painting from the early hours of the morning until the evening, and he must be painting when he gets home. We who are watching him can't help but worry......

"It's because the people around him have their worries written on their faces that he is able to make us happy when he returns to his childlike appearance in one of the few moments. I could feel that while he was trying to make us feel at ease, he was returning to his childlike innocence. It's right for children to live the life of children, and high-IQ children are too prone to depression. Li Qihua babbled after saying something that people were becoming more and more incomprehensible.

Although I couldn't understand it, it didn't prevent the two teachers from adding a piece of [painting specialty] to the label of [Limu]. This is another new specialty they have discovered after [Mathematics Specialty] and [Language Specialty].