Su Manjin finally coped with the teacher's question, and under the teacher's eager hopeful gaze, he transcribed the article "My Dream" into the designated book.

signed, handed over, carried a schoolbag, and walked quickly towards the school gate.

"Xiaoman, why are you only out of school now?" Su Jinshun had just finished delivering the goods from the restaurant, and he saw his granddaughter not far from the school gate, and hurriedly called out to her.

"Grandpa~", Su Manjin quickly climbed into the back seat of the bicycle in surprise, "Grandpa, let's go home quickly, I'm almost hungry~".

Su Jinshun listened to his granddaughter's coquettishness, and a smile bloomed on his face: "Okay, you sit tight, let's go home for dinner." ”

"Xiaoman, didn't you get out of school at 11 o'clock, why did you delay for more than an hour?"

"Grandpa, the teacher asked me to participate in the county's essay contest and asked me to go to the office to write an essay, saying that I was in a hurry to send it up, which delayed time." Su Manjin avoided complexity and said simply.

"That's a good thing! My granddaughter is just capable! You can also participate in the prefectural competition! When you go home, talk to your parents and aunts, and make them happy! Su Jinshun has become his granddaughter's number one fan again.

"Grandpa, it's just about participating, and I haven't won an award yet!"

When the grandfather and grandson arrived home, except for Su Yuwen and Su Yutian in the hospital, everyone else sat around and had lunch together. At noon today, Zhou Xiuni cooked dry rice, not only seafood, but also braised pork and stewed bone broth.

Because Su Yutian's leg was broken, they all said that what to eat and what to make up, Zhou Xiuni went to the market early in the morning to buy pig bones and stew a big pot of soup on the coal stove, and the family also drank it.

When Su Jinshun went to the restaurant to deliver the goods, he brought the lunch of the two brothers over, and took a look at Su Yutian by the way.

The young man recovered quickly, and after the operation last night, it was only half a day, and it seemed that he was already in much better spirits. It's just that it's inconvenient to have a plaster cast on your legs, and it's estimated that you will be able to go home to recuperate the day after tomorrow.

At half past one in the afternoon, the Su family was resting or preparing for the afternoon catch.

Su Manjin went back to school with his schoolbag on his back.

The first and second periods in the afternoon were both Chinese classes by the head teacher, Mr. Huang.

When Teacher Huang saw Su Manjin, he smiled so kindly.

That's a good seedling. At the age of eight, he had already completed all the schoolwork in the fifth grade of elementary school.

The pen is beautifully written, and the composition is well written, and maybe there is other potential to be explored.

The school district often organizes various competitions, and she has to try her hand at speech and calligraphy.

In the future, there will be no choice to represent the school in the competition!

Su Manjin didn't know that she had been "remembered" by the homeroom teacher.

She took out a notebook she had just bought at the school gate, and began to sort out the key knowledge of primary school.

Anyway, the teacher already knew about her situation, and seeing that she didn't pay attention to the class, he probably wouldn't say anything more.

She has to take advantage of the free time now to sort out the test center for Su Xiaosheng, and give him a little tutoring in his homework next time they meet.

She knew that although he was in school, he was bullied by his classmates, which caused him to be a little tired of studying.

In primary school, children do not bully people by fists, and some children can put on all kinds of hats, ugly nicknames, and even all kinds of ridicule to their peers when they listen to the gossip of the village or the adults in the family.

This kind of ignorant and unbridled ridicule is the most hurtful for the young Su Xusheng. It made him sad and embarrassed more than beating him.

Gradually, his spirit of learning gradually became unfocused, and his grades naturally couldn't keep up.

The teacher's energy is limited, and his eyes are often more attracted to top students or mischievous students, and a child like him, who is so quiet that he has a very low sense of existence, even if he knows that he has fallen behind in his studies, how much attention can he really give him.

She had to help him. Self-confidence must be built, interest in learning must be cultivated, and he must be seen.

Su Manjin wrote brush-by-brush.

The bell rings for the end of class. The homeroom teacher packed up the lesson plan and called out to her: "Su Manjin, come with me to the office." ”

Su Manjin obediently followed, thinking that he had an eyebrow with the school's application for suspension or skipping a grade.

"Su Manjin, I have communicated with the dean of students and the principal about your situation and application for skipping grades."

"You've mastered your elementary school work, so it stands to reason that you should skip a grade."

"But you're still young, and none of the six elementary schools in our entire town have ever skipped a grade in the first semester of the first grade."

"What the principal means is that when you finish the first grade exam, you will be promoted to the third grade, and then you will be adjusted according to the situation."

"If you don't want to continue attending school between now and before the final exams of the next semester, the teacher can agree that you will only come for half a day every Friday afternoon, and then you will usually make a summary of your homework for the week, and you can also know your progress. The rest of the time you can arrange it yourself. But the final exam must be in place. ”

Su Manjin knew that this was already a special case given by the school and teachers. She smiled and bowed to her homeroom teacher to express her gratitude.

The teachers are all smart, obedient and polite students, smiled and asked her to sit down, and then added: "The principal also said that in the future, if the school organizes activities, or the school district organizes activities that require each school to arrange personnel to participate, I will notify you at that time, and you should actively participate in it and win glory for our school!" ”

Su Manjin: ......

I was waiting for myself here.

Okay, just participate. You can just get a certificate, a prize, and maybe a bonus.

In the second class, Mr. Huang, the head teacher, shared the news that the essay written by Su Manjin had participated in the county essay contest after the class. At the same time, it was announced that Su Manjin had mastered the knowledge of the first grade, and the school agreed that she would come to school every Friday for half a day and directly participate in the final exam.

The class was in an uproar.

Everyone is still learning, has Su Manjin mastered it all in silence? !

As soon as the teacher left, Su Manjin was surrounded by his classmates. Everyone asked.

Classmate A: "Su Manjin, did you really participate in the county's essay competition?" ”

Student B: "Oops, the teacher has shared it, how can it be fake!" Su Manjin, you can still suspend school, woo woo, I really envy you. ”

Student C: "Wow, it's only the first grade, I haven't even recognized all the words, everyone can write essays to participate in the competition?!" People are more popular than people. ”

Classmate Ding: "Su Manjin, how did you finish your senior year's homework in advance?" Do you have any exclusive secret recipes? Can you teach me how to be great? ”

Su Manjin: ......

It's not that I don't want to teach, my exclusive secret recipe is too exclusive, classmates, you can't learn it.

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In a noisy and noisy way, I finally finished the day's school.

Su Manjin quickly packed up his things and walked in the direction of Sujia Village.

There are only two classes in the afternoon of the first grade, and school ends at 4 o'clock, so it's still early.

Mom's grocery store is almost ready, and she has to spread the news quickly and attract more customers to make money.

As she pondered, she pulled out a stack of grocery store opening leaflets from her bag.

I'm going to go to the old village to promote a wave of propaganda first.