"No, this is my friend's child," Liu Yue said, patting Shang Yunmiao's head.

The teacher nodded upon hearing this, and after a moment inquired about the occupations of the two children's parents.

Liu Yue answered truthfully.

After writing down the contact numbers, the female teacher took out several brand-new textbooks from behind her back and handed them to Chen Bing and Shang Yunmiao respectively.

"Alright, little one, go find a seat and sit down." Her tone was slightly stiff, with a hint of politeness and theatricality.

Chen Bing didn't know if Liu Yue had picked up on the subtle nuances in the other person's words, but he certainly had sensed them.

After saying goodbye to Liu Yue, Chen Bing took Shang Yunmiao's hand and led her to a seat by the window. But then he thought that the classroom window was so thin, it would probably be very cold in winter. So, he and his little follower found a seat in the front row against the right wall.

Seeing that the two children had found seats, Liu Yue left with peace of mind.

At this moment, the many strong individuals gathered in this classroom, after three years of training in kindergarten, have evolved from a naive boy who would cry when he left his parents and came to a new environment into a naive boy who wouldn't cry even when sitting alone in an unfamiliar classroom.

For example, Shang Yunmiao showed no sign of crying. Instead, she obediently followed Chen Bing to find a seat, put down her backpack, and sat quietly.

While waiting for all the students to arrive, Chen Bing didn't have a moment to rest. He first flipped through the textbooks he had just received.

There was one first-grade Chinese textbook and one first-grade math textbook, and nothing else.

Chen Bingguang could sense an ancient atmosphere just by looking at the textbook cover. Upon opening the textbook and reading its contents, he discovered that the content was quite rudimentary.

The knowledge taught in the senior class of a bilingual kindergarten is probably much more advanced than this, right?

So how did I manage to get 47 points on my first exam in my previous life?

In just a few minutes, Chen Bing finished reading the two textbooks in his hands. He closed the books and turned to look at Shang Yunmiao, who was sitting at the same table.

When the young girl first sat down, she had intended to chat with Chen Bing. However, seeing that Chen Bing was engrossed in reading her new book, she felt embarrassed to disturb her. Instead, she imitated Chen Bing and patiently began reading her own Chinese textbook.

Chen Bing was completely unaware of Shang Yunmiao's inner thoughts. Similarly, he wasn't as considerate as Shang Yunmiao. Feeling bored, he ignored Shang Yunmiao's activities and started a conversation with her directly.

However, Shang Yunmiao was happy to chat with him.

She immediately put down her textbook and leaned against Chen Bing to whisper to him.

Conversations with a six- or seven-year-old are obviously not very informative. Chen Bing's main reason for chatting with Shang Yunmiao was that he found her small, sweet voice quite pleasant. So he treated it like listening to music, aiming for pure enjoyment.

Pleasant times always pass too quickly. Around eight o'clock, the classroom gradually filled up. The empty seats were gradually filled, and before long, Chen Bing and her companion were surrounded by a noisy chatter.

When the bell rang for class, everyone except three or four people who were still queuing to register had already taken their seats.

After listening to Shang Yunmiao's voice for a while, Chen Bing stretched and looked around the classroom.

Unsurprisingly, he saw several familiar faces.

There are three children I knew from when I first started playing in the village. Two of them were classmates in the bilingual kindergarten, and the other one I've been playing with in the neighborhood for the past year.

In total, there were about six people.

That's true. We all live in the same town and are about the same age. The town's central primary school is the best in the town, so it's not surprising to see so many familiar faces.

However, because children of this age cannot remember people, there was no scene of them gathering in twos and threes to chat.

I remember when Chen Bing was in first or second grade in her previous life, she didn't really know who she and her classmates had gone to kindergarten with. Her earliest good friend seemed to have been someone from the third grade.

"Xiao Shang, do you remember who she is?"

"Whether it's to verify my inner suspicions or to pass the time," Chen Bing asked Shang Yunmiao, pointing to a little girl from her kindergarten class sitting not far away.

Having already associated the name "Xiao Shang" with herself, Shang Yunmiao immediately began to think. After a moment, she shook her head, indicating that she did not remember who she was.

Who is she?

“They’re from the same kindergarten as us.”

"oh."

See? I knew it would be like this.

Just as Chen Bing was thinking this, he felt someone nudge him from behind.

When I turned around, I realized that the other person was a boy who looked somewhat familiar.

Who was it again?

As Chen Bing was recalling, the other person called out to him with a simple, honest smile.

"Brother Bingbing!"

Upon hearing this familiar name, which he only heard in the village, Chen Bing immediately remembered who the person behind him was.

That's right, it's the silverfish boy, Zhang Yuan, the one who adopted the burly guy before.

He hadn't seen Chen Bing since she moved. Now, a year and a half later, he didn't recognize her at first glance.

Is it because children of this age grow quickly?

"Are you wearing a little silver fish?" To confirm the other person's identity, Chen Bing suddenly asked this question.

When Zhang Yuan heard Chen Bing's question, he was first taken aback, and then he quickly reached into his collar and took out a small silver fish hanging from a red string.

Upon seeing this token, Chen Bingwang confirmed the person's identity; it was indeed his long-lost relative.

"How did you recognize me?" Chen Bing asked with a hint of curiosity. Even as a mature adult, he hadn't recognized the other person immediately.

How could a six-year-old like that answer? Zhang Yuan scratched the back of his head and said stupidly, "I don't know either."

Hearing this, Chen Bing didn't say anything more. She just nodded and casually inquired about his recent situation.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Chen Bing turned her head away.

"Chen Bing, do you know him?"

Seeing that Chen Bing had finished chatting with someone else, Shang Yunmiao tugged at his sleeve and asked him in a low voice.

"Yeah, friends I used to hang out with before I moved."

"Oh..." Shang Yunmiao released her grip on Chen Bing's clothes, responded with a somewhat disappointed tone, and then silently turned her head back.

After answering Shang Yunmiao's question, the teacher also happened to finish all the registration work. She got up, walked to the podium, checked the discipline, and gave a brief self-introduction.

After saying this, she left the task of having someone study quietly, then sat down at the lectern and began organizing the information she had just filled out.