Shen Zhaozhao stood at the door for a while before returning to his house.

As soon as I entered the door, I heard Zhao Zhao's father's voice say, "Girl, are you back?" Try Daddy's chicken wings. ”

"It's coming!" Shen Zhaozhao immediately put down his schoolbag and ran into the kitchen.

"Ah, open your mouth—" Zhaozhao's father took a piece of chicken wings that had just come out of the pot and handed it to her mouth.

Shen Zhaozhao said vaguely while being scalded: "Good times (eat)!" ”

After nibbling on the chicken wings, Shen Zhaozhao glanced at the living room and confirmed that Ms. Shu Ran had not come back, so he approached Zhaozhao's father again and said, "Dad, you will take the time to go to school tomorrow!" The head teacher said he wanted to talk to you. ”

Zhaozhao's father paused when he was about to get out of the pot, turned his head to look at her and said, "Girl, what trouble did you make this time?" ”

Shen Zhaozhao said: "Don't worry, I didn't fight this time, I didn't cause trouble, I was just careless in class...... Asleep!"

Zhaozhao's father breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, but fortunately, he thought that this girl had beaten someone's stinky boy again.

Then he glanced at the girl's little short legs.

The child is now in the stage of development, and it is necessary to ensure sleep in order to grow taller, and only after growing taller can he have the strength to sweep the streets.

Since accepting his daughter's setting of sweeping the streets in the future, Zhaozhao's father has extremely low requirements for her, just to sleep in class, at least it has not affected other classmates, which should not be a big mistake.

"But, girl, let's discuss, don't sleep if we can go to class next time, can we wait until class is over before sleeping?"

"Got it!" Shen Zhaozhao will be very honest, as for whether he can do it, whatever, anyway, it's right to agree first.

"Okay, Dad will talk to your homeroom teacher tomorrow."

"I love you the most!" Shen Zhaozhao stood on tiptoe and kissed her dad on the face, and winked at her dad again, "Also, this is a little secret between the two of us!" ”

Zhao Zhao's father received his daughter's hint in seconds, nodded, and made a zipper movement on his mouth: "Don't worry, don't tell your mother." ”

Father and daughter looked at each other and smiled.

The next day, Zhaozhao's father went to school.

In the office,

The head teacher probably talked about Shen Zhaozhao's situation and expressed his desire to let her participate in the competition class.

It took Zhaozhao's father a long time to digest the words of the head teacher, and he began to fall into self-doubt: "You mean to say that my daughter is a math genius?" ”

Did he have something wrong with his ears? Or maybe there's something wrong with the head teacher's brain?

Participate in a math competition, just her daughter's rotten wood?

The head teacher twitched the corner of his mouth and said: "It's not a genius, it's just that I found that she has a little talent in mathematics, cultivate it well, and maybe there will be multiple ways out in the future." ”

He finally knew who the girl's personality was like, and the co-authorship was genetic.

Zhao Zhao's father: "Are you sure that the person you are talking about is my daughter?" Could it be a mistake? "It was even more unbelievable to him than telling him that he had won the lottery.

The head teacher took out the test paper that Shen Zhaozhao asked Shen Zhaozhao to do yesterday and said, "This is what she did yesterday, you can take a look." ”

Zhaozhao's father took the test paper and glanced at it, then raised his head and looked at the head teacher: "But isn't it only half written?" ”

"That's because your daughter is too lazy." The head teacher said helplessly, "I read the topic and did it right, and the rest is because the kid is too lazy to write." ”

Zhaozhao's father couldn't help but blush a little: "Teacher, you are right, since the child has talent, it must be cultivated well." "If you learn it well, you may not have to sweep the streets in the future.

Although street sweeping is also a serious profession, what if this girl can find a better one?

Zhao Zhao's father came out of the office, his feet were full of cotton, and he walked fluttering. happily took out his mobile phone from his pocket and called Zhaozhao's mother: "I have to set a table at night, and the ancestral grave of my old Shen family is smoking!" ”