I Raised a Big Boss in the 90s

"Yeah, who is this kid? Sister, is it your brother?"

The little girl glanced at Tung Teng. She didn't know what Tung Teng was her, so she scratched her head, "Is that right? Teacher Xiao Zhuang, the kindergarten is flooded, and Tung Teng is unaccompanied. Can you sit in our class for a while? ?"

Many parents in rural schools who are busy with farming work are too late to bring their children. They are older and younger. This situation is not uncommon. Teacher Xiao Zhuang immediately responded: "I think he is pretty good, so let him stay. But today we are taking the exam, the kids can’t interrupt our exam."

Tung Tung was very good, only glanced at him, then sat silently with his schoolbag in the place he arranged.

Teacher Xiao Zhuang handed out the test papers and put the test papers on the podium, and then went to read the questions. Xingteng glanced at the test papers. It seemed that the topic was not very difficult. Xiaomei Liang always said that the first-year test papers are difficult, and that the first-year students are very difficult. Awesome, is it true that a great first-year student goes to school every day to test such a simple test paper?

He frowned, thinking that Little Sister Liang 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. His writing posture is a bit strange. Teacher Xiao Zhuang glanced at him from a distance and saw that he couldn't hold his pen firmly, but he wrote and painted on the test paper. really.

The same goes for his little nephew. Every time he sees a piece of paper, he starts to draw ghosts.

Teacher Xiao Zhuang read one question and students wrote one question. The students all followed the teacher's rhythm. Only Teng Teng kept writing down.

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

He probably knows that it’s unusual for him to know so many words, because the kindergarten children are not as good as him, and the teacher is always surprised at his literacy, but he just takes a look at the simple things, the little girl’s book He would know how to solve math problems as long as he fumbled.

Tung Teng wrote the title, because it was a math problem, there was not much to write, just fill the grid, and Tung Teng quickly turned the page.

Teacher Xiao Zhuang looked at him, only thinking that the kid was really interesting. The test papers that he couldn't read could still be read so absorbingly. The students in their class were all pointing their fingers to count, but he kept writing down, people who didn’t know. I thought he could understand it.

Teacher Xiao Zhuang smiled and ignored him.

After about half an hour, Teacher Xiao Zhuang finished reading the topic. He returned to the desk to see what Zongzhen was doing. It should be painting, right? After all, he has a serious face, and his expression doesn't seem to be tricky.

"What is the little lord doing?"

Tung Teng blinked, seeming not to understand his adult jokes. Teacher Xiao Zhuang was stared inexplicably, coughing and saying, "Let me see what I drew..."

But where is there an extra line on the test paper?

All the blanks in the whole test paper are filled, and they are not filled in randomly. Each blank is written with skewed numbers. The more Mr. Zhuang looks at it, the bigger his eyes are, as if he started from the beginning for verification. I watched it again, one question matched the answer, and when he saw the last question, the expression in his eyes had become incredible.

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

Tung Teng stretched out three fingers, but he said that he was more than three years old, and he was four years old.

Teacher Xiao Zhuang's eyes widened, and he asked, "Then who taught you these? Don't tell me that you taught yourself?"

Tung Teng thought for a while, and nodded calmly, with an expression of "what's the problem with this?"

Teacher Xiao Zhuang pushed his glasses and suspected that he was despised by a three-year-old. He felt that he could not be frustrated by himself, so he ran outside and called the grade director. At first, the grade director thought he was making a fuss. Write a question for elementary school students? Well, even if you can calculate, you have to write down a test paper, but that requires a certain concentration. It is well known that the concentration of a child increases with age. How can a kindergarten kid be like Xiao Zhuang said Awesome?

However, after reading Teng Teng’s test paper, the grade director showed the same expression as Teacher Xiao Zhuang. In order to test, he took out another test paper. This time he watched Tung Teng doing the question with his own eyes, and Tung Teng was in front of him. Finished quickly.

After that, the grade director brought in a lesson plan again and taught Teng Teng back some of the difficult poems above, and Teng Teng only listened to it once.

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

The grade director asked him not to mention the word "genius". After all, the example of hurting Zhongyong is the first. They have to be cautious when they are teachers. It is the first time the grade director has encountered a student with such a high IQ. , I also felt excited, and a special meeting was held that night to discuss this matter. The result of the event was that Teacher Xiao Zhuang specially called Su Weiwei to the school after the monthly exam.

When he knew that Su Weiwei was Zengteng's mother, the young man's heart of Teacher Xiao Zhuang was completely broken, and he barely supported him and told Su Weiwei of the school's decision.

"Let Tung Teng listen in?"

Su Wei was only startled. Of course, she knew that Teng Teng was a genius child with high IQ, but she had never emphasized this point specifically, because she was afraid that the growth of seedlings would have a bad influence on the growth of the child. As we all know, our country had a child in the early years. Class, publicizing genius youth, under the expectation of society and the weight of the school, many children have psychological problems. It is mentioned in the book that Zeng Zeng also went to the juvenile class, but because he doesn’t like to talk, he is often caught People who are bullied have depression and autism at a young age. Liang Heming learned that he had lost a lot of thoughts before he pulled him into a normal life. Later, Teng Teng came into contact with painting and solved his emotions through painting. Slowly develop on the road of painting.

Therefore, she only hopes that Zongteng has a normal childhood. Just like other children, go to kindergarten, don’t worry about schoolwork every day, just do crafts, play games, learn nursery rhymes, etc., but she didn’t expect that Tengteng’s talent would be affected by others. Found.

Su Weiwei told Teacher Xiao Zhuang his thoughts. They were very close. From Teacher Xiao Zhuang's point of view, Su Weiwei's flawless face could be clearly seen. There were always fine stars in Su Weiwei's eyes, which made people afraid to look directly.

He couldn't help but flushed his cheeks and nodded: "But I think Zongzheng is more mature than other kindergarten children. He can do a test paper very well and it has already explained the problem. I think you can ask his own opinion if he wants to. , He can come to our class anytime in the future."

Su Weiwei squatted down, looked directly at Teng Teng, squinted his eyes and smiled: "Teng Teng, can you understand what the teacher said? Do you want to come to the little girl's class to listen to the class with her?"

Tung Teng nodded, his chin slightly stretched.

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

Tung Tung nodded his head affirmatively, he wanted to know whether the first graders were amazing.

This really stumped Su Weiwei. What should I do if my son is too easy to learn? She obviously only wanted him to be a happy ordinary person, but he wanted to lean on a genius boy so early, and Su Weiwei's head was bald.

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

On the way back, the three of them were silent. The most uncomfortable was Little Sister Liang. Although I don’t know what a genius is, I don’t know what a transfer student is, and I don’t know that the teacher let Teng Teng come to her class to study, Ke Teng Zeng is just a little kindergartener! How can you go to class with her big sisters? This is not possible!

Besides, she is 8 years old. If she was in class with the 3-year-old Tung Teng, people would laugh at her!

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

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

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

Of course, Su Weiwei didn't know the little girl's thoughts, she touched the top of the little girl's head and sighed, "I don't know, right?"

"Ok?"

"You also made a math paper when you took the exam."

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

In the next second, Su Weiwei said a little bit distressed: "What should I do? His math paper actually got a perfect score, my God! I really don't want him to take the exam so high."

"..." Xiaomei Liang was hit. She seemed to have only scored 65 on the test. She didn't want to talk anymore, just bowed her head and kept kicking the pebbles on the road.

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

Su Weiwei consulted the kindergarten teacher again. Teacher Mi also felt distressed. She finally recruited a gifted child and wanted to take the children to the city competition. Who knew that a first-grade teacher was such a chicken thief and just took the child away. , But their kindergarten teachers do not have the right to speak for the elementary school teachers. Teacher Mi said painfully: "But I can't bear to Zongteng."

Tung Teng knew that he should show dissatisfaction to the teacher, and also knew that Teacher Mi really liked him, but he really didn't feel sad.

He lowered his head to reflect on himself. Teacher Mi started to feel sad when he saw such a small person, and his heart melted.

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

Tung Teng nodded silently.

Su Weiwei had to take Zongteng to the first grade, because kindergarten students often have to take the teacher to the toilet. Teacher Xiao Zhuang asked him to be at the same table with Xiaomei Liang in order to take care of him. In this way, if he needs him, Xiaomei Liang can be the first. Time to react.

Although she felt embarrassed, her face was white and tender, her features were exquisite, and she was better-looking than the stars on TV. In addition to her young age, she soon attracted the eldest brothers and sisters from the whole class.

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

"Yangteng, brother has a lot of rubbers, great, right? Brother give you a rubber."

"Do you like the comic strip?"

"Do you need a book cover? I can easily fold it."

"Do you want to eat candy? My sister has a lot here."

A small Tung Teng made the big brother and big sister of the class overflowing with maternal love, and he instantly became the focus of the whole class, a veritable Banbao.

"Little sister, is this your brother? He looks too cute. I really squeeze his face. It would be nice if I had such a cute brother." The classmates came to inquire about the situation of Zongzeng, and the little sister Liang suddenly became very cute. Popular.

She looked at Tung Teng, although she was a little unhappy, but such a cute little person belonged to her family, she felt a sense of pride inexplicably.

Now Su Weiwei didn't have to go to the kindergarten to pick up her son. She came downstairs in the first grade the first time after school. It was strange that the parents saw her for the first time.

"Are you new here?"

"Yeah, I heard from my son that a new kindergarten kid came to the class. It is said that the exam is very good. Is this your son?"

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

"Are you Tung Tung's parent?"

Su Weiwei did not expect that he would attract attention, and immediately nodded with a smile, "Yes, I am the parent of Zongteng, please give me your advice."

"By the way, how many scores did you score in the test?" You shouldn't be able to transfer to the class if the test score is low, right? However, I heard that the exam papers this time are more difficult. The highest score in mathematics in the class is 96. Even if this kindergarten child is good at it, it would be nice to get a 90 in the exam.

Su Weiwei sighed and said bitterly, "I'm so sad, I got a full score on the exam. I really don't want him to get so high in the exam. This kid has never studied first-grade books, nor has he done practice questions, let alone exams. I tried, and somehow got full marks."

Parents:...

Can this still talk? Inexplicably think she is owed, how to break it?

"Full score? The highest score in the class this time is 96, right? You mean you have never taught him at home, he has never read the first grade textbook, has not done a single question, and then got a full score in the exam?" The parent who asked the question had an expression of "Don't tease me".

Su Weiwei nodded affirmatively, "I think the kindergarten is pretty good. He has to come to the first grade, and he doesn't understand what he thinks. Anyway, everyone will give more advice in the future."

Parents: Hahaha, what can they advise? They use whips and teach clubs every day at home, and they almost feed the books to their children all day long. Don’t look at the children in the first grade, but the children often learn to 12 o’clock with a lot of homework, so the exam is barely 8/90 points. .

Just think about it! Why is the gap between people so big?

Why is there a species that genius children hate so much? I always feel that even genetic genes have been crushed.

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Hong Hong was in the classroom next to Liang Xiaomei. The news that a gifted child had arrived in Liang Xiaomei's class soon spread across the campus. Honghong's tablemate pulled her and said, "Go, let's go to the next class to see the gifted children."

"A genius child?" Hong Hong didn't understand.

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

Hong Hong doesn't understand. Like her younger brother is also a kindergarten student, but the younger brother is very stupid and doesn't understand anything. He needs someone to bring him to the toilet. How can kindergarten students be so stupid to come to primary school?

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

Tung Tung is very conspicuous, everyone in the entire classroom is tall, only he is like the malnourished little radish head in the rows of radish pits, his eyes light up at the same table, "Wow! What a cute boy! Red you Look, his eyelashes are so long, like a little prince!"

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

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

Xie Zhenjiang’s legs have not been well, Jiang Tao waited for enough and simply did not wait. She ran out to play when she had time. Right now, she had an appointment with someone to play cards, and seeing Hong Hong ran in, her face was cold, "Why run? Where is your brother?"

"Mom, Tung Teng! Tung Teng!"

Jiang Tao frowned, "What is it? I ask your brother?"

Hong Hong couldn't take care of those. She knew that her mother liked to listen to Su Weiwei's house next door, so she said anxiously: "Mom, Teng Teng has gone to class with Little Sister Liang. He scored 100 points on our math paper this time."

Jiang Tao was dead, and almost jumped up: "What? How is this possible! He is only 3 years old, how can he be in the first grade? Are you wrong?"

"No, no, everyone in our school knows that he is a genius child."

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

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