Yi Jiale also heard this and squeezed in between his parents. He held their hands and said to Zhang Jiehui's father, "Uncle Zhang, these are my real parents! I am their only daughter, the one who came in their old age! I am their baby!"

Zhang Aiguo dug his toes into the ground awkwardly, scratched his head, and said to Yi Zhonghai and his wife very sincerely: "I am really sorry, it was my fault, I said the wrong thing!"

Yi Zhonghai and his wife were not angry at all at this moment, because after hearing their daughter's words, they were so moved that they felt very touched inside.

He said to Zhang Aiguo in a very perfunctory manner, "It's okay."

The people around looked at the family of three with kindness. After all, some children would not have the courage to say such words! And most of them also recognized Yi Jiale as the genius child from yesterday. They did not expect that this little genius not only had a high IQ, but was also so filial. He was simply a good child in the eyes of parents.

Soon, a first-grade teacher came to organize the order and divide the first-grade children into classes.

Yi Jiale and Huo Sheng were called to the principal's presence first, and the principal personally took Yi Jiale and Huo Sheng to Class 1, Grade 3.

Yi Jiale let go of his parents' hands, waved with a smile, and followed the principal and Mr. Huo to the classroom.

Yi Zhonghai and an aunt stood outside the gate and watched their daughter go to the classroom. They were reluctant to let her go. Yi Zhonghai's eyes suddenly became red. Not wanting others to see him crying, he turned his head to wipe his tears. Yi Zhonghai loved Yi Jiale so much. Whenever he thought of the tiny Yi Jiale, who had to study with older children at such a young age and leave her parents, Yi Zhonghai felt very sad.

Yi Jiale turned back halfway and waved with a smile. Then he saw his father secretly wiping away tears. Although his mother was reluctant to let him go, she did not cry like his father.

Yi Jiale felt helpless and amused in his heart. Dad, I'm going to school, not doing anything else. I'm never going home, so why do you look so sad?

Well, maybe all parents are like this! They say that their children cannot live without them, but in fact, they are more dependent on their children.

Class 31 classroom door

Principal Ren took Yi Jiale and Huo Sheng directly to Yan Bugui's class.

Principal Ren coughed outside the door and said, "Teacher Yan, the two children who skipped a grade are here for you!"

Yan Bugui's eyes lit up, he looked at the two children, and then said a few polite words to the principal.

The principal gave a few instructions on educating the two children well and then left.

"Come on, Mr. Huo, Tuanzi, since this is your first time in our class, please stand on the podium and introduce yourselves!" Yan Bugui said encouragingly.

The students in the audience were all staring at the two little kids. Huo Sheng and the others knew that they were skipping from the first grade to the third grade, but looking at the other little girl, she seemed to be even younger. Could it be that she was also going to skip to their class?

Huo Sheng stood on the podium and smiled: "Hello everyone, my name is Huo Sheng, I am eight years old, and I am honored to join our class. Please give me your guidance!"

After Huo Sheng finished speaking, the classmates began to applaud and cheer. Yan Bugui waved his hand, signaling everyone to be quiet, and asked Huo Sheng to find a seat to sit down first, and the seating arrangements would begin later.

Yan Bugui smiled encouragingly at Yi Jiale: "Yi Jiale, go up and introduce yourself first!" Now that they were in school, Yan Bugui no longer called Yi Jiale by his nickname. After all, calling him by his nickname would make other students think that Yi Jiale was related to someone else, and then it would be bad if his classmates ignored him.

Yi Jiale walked up to the podium with confidence and introduced herself to everyone: "Hello everyone, my name is Yi Jiale, and I am five years old this year!" Her voice was clear and pleasant, as warm as the morning sun. Then, she smiled brightly and continued: "I like to eat delicious food the most, such as sweet egg cakes and fragrant roast duck." At this point, she couldn't help licking her lips, as if she had already smelled the aroma of delicious food. Finally, she bowed politely to her classmates and said with a smile: "I hope you can take care of me in the future! Thank you all!"

However, when she said she was only five years old, the students in the audience were shocked. They stared at Yi Jiale with wide eyes, looking at him in disbelief, and exclaimed in amazement. Then, a noisy discussion broke out in the classroom, and the students began to whisper to each other. Some students asked curiously, "How can such a young child come to school?" Others speculated excitedly, "Maybe she is very smart!"

The third uncle Yan Bugui coughed, and the students below fell silent and sat down obediently.

Yan Bugui smiled at Yi Jiale and said, "Little classmate Yi Jiale, just find a seat and sit anywhere! We will adjust the seats later!"

Yi Jiale nodded obediently and looked towards the podium. There was a seat next to Mr. Huo, so he walked to the back and sat at a table with Mr. Huo.

Because Yi Jiale was young and sat at the back with Huo Sheng, as soon as he sat on the stool, he could only see the back of the head of the person at the table in front of him and could not see the blackboard.

Teacher Yan quickly explained what she was going to say on the first day of school. After that, she checked the students' winter homework and asked them to put their completed homework on their desks.

When the students heard the teacher say that they would check the winter vacation homework, the classroom was immediately buzzing. Some students were full of confidence because they had already finished all the homework; some students were frowning and kept muttering in their hearts: "It's over, it's over, I still have a lot to do!"

Those who had finished their homework all stood up straight, held their heads high, and smiled proudly, as if announcing to the world, "Look, I've finished my homework!" However, some students were like eggplants hit by frost, listless, with their heads almost touching the table, not daring to look up at the teacher. These students had significantly fewer homework books on their desks than other students, and they secretly prayed that they would not be picked by the teacher for inspection.

As an experienced teacher, Mr. Yan can see the students' situation at a glance. With a simple glance, he can accurately determine which students have not completed their winter vacation homework. However, he knows that he cannot easily undermine the self-confidence of good students, so he decided to first select a few students who hold their heads high and are full of confidence to check their homework and give them some praise. In this way, these outstanding students will feel affirmed and encouraged, and at the same time, it can also inspire the learning motivation of other students.

Then, Mr. Yan began to focus on the students whose homework books were thinner on their desks. He knew that these students often failed to complete their homework on time for various reasons. By carefully checking their homework, Mr. Yan finally found eight students who had not completed their winter vacation homework. In addition, two students took a shortcut and tore off several pages of their homework books, naively thinking that others would not notice it, thus reducing the number of pages that needed to be written.

Faced with this situation, Yan Bugui directly picked up the teaching stick, a "thin bamboo stick", and walked towards the students who had not completed their homework. Although the students were very scared, when they saw the teacher walking towards them with the bamboo stick, they automatically stretched out their hands and did not dare to resist at all.

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