Siheyuan: After being reincarnated as a master's daughter

The principal no longer had a solemn expression on his face, instead his entire body exuded a joyful mood!

The principal walked up to Yi Jiale and said, "Little comrade, congratulations, you will be in the third grade in Teacher Yan's class tomorrow!"

Yi Jiale smiled happily and nodded.

Yan Bugui was also very happy. This precious child would be his student in the future.

The teachers who had finished handling the registration matters later looked at Yan Bugui with jealousy for getting such a "genius student"!

Some teachers even asked the principal directly if they could allow Yi Jiale to attend their class?

"I think since Yi Jiale got full marks in the third grade, he should go to my class in the fourth grade!" a female teacher shouted while holding the test paper.

Another male teacher was not to be outdone: [I think I am a better teacher than Teacher Yan, and the little students should be allowed to study in my class! ]

When Yan Bugui saw someone trying to snatch his beloved disciple, he also joined the battle: [Bullshit! I was the one who initiated Yi Jiale! This is my student, you are not allowed to snatch him from me! ]

The crowd outside exclaimed as soon as the two teachers announced that the child had both scored 100 points. When they heard that the child was only 5 years old, they all looked at their own children, feeling a little disappointed.

Look at that little girl being fought over by so many teachers, it looks like a fight is about to break out! These parents are so envious of Yi Zhonghai and his wife! They wish the child was their own.

The principal roared with a bit of helplessness, and the teachers who were making a fuss in the office finally stopped.

The principal also saw that Yi Jiale had so many teachers vying for her and so many people praising her, but she remained calm and remained where she was! He was even more satisfied with this child and thought that Yi Jiale was a genius!

The principal walked up to Yi Zhonghai and his wife and praised them sincerely, "Master Yi, you have raised this child very well!"

Yi Zhonghai and his wife smiled and reached out to touch their daughter's head.

"It's OK. Actually, I just train her casually. Sometimes when I read the newspaper, she insists that I read it to her, and then she can recognize words. Her mother and I don't worry about her. She grows up well on her own. Smart children are worry-free."

"Yes, Yi Jiale is indeed very smart. Thank you for cultivating such a good talent. On behalf of our school, I have decided to waive Yi Jiale's registration fee and textbook fees. In the future, as long as Yi Jiale ranks first in the school every time, our school will reward him with five dollars."

"What do you think...?"

Yi Zhonghai and Li Cuiyun looked at each other and were unable to say anything to express their happiness.

Yi Zhonghai excitedly shook the principal's hand: "Thank you so much, Principal!!"

The principal walked up to Yi Jiale again, touched his head, and asked, "Little classmate Yi Jiale, I heard from Teacher Yan that you still have a photographic memory, right?"

"And it took you less than half a month to learn from the first grade to the third grade, right?"

Yi Jiale nodded in acknowledgement without blushing or beating his heart.

"Then can I get you a book to check whether you really have a photographic memory, Yi Jiale?"

Yi Jiale was worried, thinking that his current memory point was 121, so he should be able to recite it! But he replied calmly: "Of course, Principal!"

Principal Ren quickly took out the third-grade Chinese textbook from the drawer of his desk. Excitedly, he randomly pointed to a long text that did not need to be memorized and asked Yi Jiale to recite it.

Yi Jiale glanced at the title of the article, then closed the book, handed it to the principal, and recited it in its entirety.

Everyone inside and outside the house fell silent, listening to Yi Jiale's recitation.

Principal Ren stared at the text from beginning to end, wanting to see if Yi Jiale had made any mistakes in reciting it. He compared it word for word. There were no mistakes.

However, Principal Ren still had a question: "Student Yi Jiale, you just read the title of the text and you memorized it. Did you memorize the whole book?"

Yi Jiale scratched his head embarrassedly: "Yes, I can recite the whole book!"

Principal Ren was surprised and asked, "You didn't have to memorize it, but you memorized it?"

Yi Jiale scratched his head: "Yeah, what's the problem?"

Principal Ren excitedly took out the "Notice on the Standardization of Student System of Red Star Primary School in 1949..." from the drawer and handed it to Yi Jiale.

"Yi Jiale misses his classmates. Can you take a look at the rules and regulations of this school right now? Let us all have a look."

Yi Jiale took the school rules and regulations from the principal and read them carefully. After all, if he read the rules and regulations carefully, he would know what mistakes he should avoid making in the future.

Because he read it very carefully, Yi Jiale remembered it after just one reading.

After Yi Jiale returned the rules and regulations to the principal, he took a deep breath and began to recite them word for word in front of everyone: "About the rules and regulations of Red Star Primary School..."

As her voice rang out, the whole office fell silent, with only Yi Jiale's clear and powerful reading voice echoing. Everyone stared at him in surprise, as if they couldn't believe their ears.

Yi Jiale spoke at a moderate speed, and every word was clearly audible. Her expression was focused and serious, and her eyes were firm and confident, as if she was completely immersed in the recitation.

When the last word came out of Yi Jiale's mouth, the whole office and outside suddenly burst into warm applause and cheers. The teachers stood up and looked at her with appreciation and admiration. Their faces were filled with excited smiles and tears in their eyes, as if they were deeply moved by Yi Jiale's performance.

"Great! That's amazing!" The principal was so excited that he was incoherent. He held Yi Jiale's hand tightly and shook it vigorously. "I have never seen such an excellent student. You are simply a genius!"

Other teachers also gathered around and praised Yi Jiale highly. Some said that she had an amazing memory, some said that she had a strong learning ability, and some said that she was smart. In short, they all praised and affirmed her highly.

Yi Jiale stood in the middle of the crowd, her heart full of pride and satisfaction. She knew that this was the result of her hard work and the reward for her perseverance. Yi Jiale looked at her parents proudly, as if to say, "Am I your pride?"

When Yi Zhonghai and his wife saw the look in their daughter's eyes, they smiled and gave her a thumbs up, their eyes red with laughter.

At this moment, Yi Jiale became the focus of attention of all teachers and students at the beginning of the school year. Her name will be forever engraved in the history of Hongxing Primary School.

Lin Ying and Lin Xiong watched from outside for a long time and also clapped excitedly, thinking that this little genius was their own! The two sisters were very proud in the crowd.

Principal Ren told Yi Jiale to go directly to Teacher Yan's class tomorrow, and that he would prepare the books for Yi Jiale at that time.

When leaving the office

Especially the parents Yi Zhonghai and his wife, they soon became the center of attention. How did this child learn, how was he raised, how did he become so smart? What did he eat or how was he taught?

Yi Zhonghai laughed so hard that his mouth stretched to his ears.

Some people saw that Yi Zhonghai and his wife were so old, but they gave birth to such a small child, so they asked: "Is this your biological daughter?"

Yi Zhonghai hugged Yi Jiale and said, "Yes, yes, this is my daughter, a daughter born in old age... Of course she is my biological daughter?"

"I only have this one daughter, and she is very precious to me and my wife. The quality of the child is more important than the number. I will raise her and my wife will take good care of her. She will definitely become a talented person in the future."

[Can I ask you, comrade, what do you do? ]

"Me? Haha, I'm an eighth-level fitter in a steel mill!"

[Oh, no wonder you gave birth to such a smart daughter! A good father will have a good daughter! ]

...When everyone heard this, an eighth-level fitter, this was incredible. There were tens of thousands of workers in a steel rolling mill, but how many were eighth-level fitters?