Song Zhi is not the head teacher, but just a subject teacher. After all, it is the first day for the three little ones to go to school, so after arriving, they have to report to the first-grade head teacher.

Song Zhi led them directly to the head teacher's office.

The reporting process is also simple. Just check the names, confirm that they have registered, and have arrived today.

"You guys go in first, I'll go get the Chinese textbook."

After bringing them to the classroom door, Song Zhi gently pushed their backs and let them go in first.

She went back to her office to get her Chinese textbook, and then hurried over.

Standing at the classroom door, looking at the twenty or so dark little heads in the classroom, Song Zhi couldn't help feeling a little nervous. Her hand holding the Chinese textbook unconsciously tightened a little.

Although I only teach Chinese to first graders, I only teach children to recognize words and recite some simple poems.

But this was Song Zhi's first time as a teacher, even though she had prepared the lesson carefully last night.

But when it really came to this, I was still nervous.

She stood at the door and took a few deep breaths to prepare herself mentally. Then she walked into the classroom with her Chinese textbook in her arms and an attitude of being ready to die.

"Hello everyone, I'm your Chinese teacher. My name is Song Zhi, the Zhi of gardenia."

As soon as Song Zhi entered the room, he introduced himself to the students, then took out the textbook and started teaching.

"Now let's turn to the first page of the textbook. Today I'll teach you how to recognize a few big characters..."

Fortunately, the children were very well-behaved, and perhaps because of her sweet smile and gentle voice, the children listened to her and followed her lead completely.

The first day of teaching went much more smoothly than Song Zhi had imagined.

What surprised Song Zhi even more was the cultural level of the three little guys.

Song Zhi had previously heard the three little ones say that Ran Qiu would teach them to read at home, but she hadn't taken it seriously at first, thinking that they just knew a few more words than their peers.

But today their performance in class far exceeded the cultural level of a first grader.

Not only have they learned the things in the books long ago, but they have also mastered them.

In Song Zhi's opinion, the three little ones don't need to go to elementary school at all. Now they even have the level of junior high school.

Being still in elementary school is a dimensionality reduction attack for others.

At lunch time, Song Zhi took her lunch box to the teachers' cafeteria. She had no plans to cook for herself for the time being, so it was more convenient to eat in the cafeteria.

When she got there, most of the teachers in the school were already in the cafeteria, and Ran Qiu was also there.

Although he was dressed simply, this quiet and clean young man was still very eye-catching standing in the crowd. His temperament was different from others, and his back was always straight.

Song Zhi went to get some food, then sat directly in the empty seat in front of him, eating at the same table with him.

The food in the cafeteria is not very good, but not too bad either. At noon, there is cabbage and vermicelli stewed with meat. Although there is not much meat, you can still see a few slices of meat.

But the taste is indeed a bit disappointing, far inferior to Ran Qiu's own cooking.

Song Zhi ate the food made by Ran Qiu. His taste had become a bit picky, so he ate slowly.

"Are you used to it at school?"

Ran Qiu looked at her like this, raised his eyes, and asked gently with concern.

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi remembered the surprise he had received from the three little guys in the morning, and immediately started talking.

"Dabao and his friends are so good at Chinese. Wouldn't it be a waste for them to go to first grade? Should we consider skipping a grade?"

When Song Zhi thought that it was Ran Qiu who educated them so well, his eyes were full of admiration for him.

Hearing this, Ran Qiu thought about it for a moment, and then said, "I'll talk to the principal after the midterm exam is over."

After all, it is already great that Dabao and the others can go to school. Ran Qiu doesn't want to cause too many problems, and skipping grades is also troublesome.

What's more, people don't pay much attention to education now, and Dabao and the others are not very old. It's just that he didn't have the conditions before, so he didn't send them to school step by step, but taught them more.

Now that they have the opportunity to go to school, it is not a bad thing to let them start from the first grade and move up step by step.

The two were talking when Wu You, who had just finished class, came over. After seeing Song Zhi, he walked over and greeted her.

Seeing that there were still empty seats here, Wu You went to get his food and simply sat next to them.

Ran Qiu was a little surprised that they actually knew each other.

And from the tone of their conversation, they seemed to have a good relationship.

He looked at Song Zhi strangely. Song Zhi had just come here yesterday. Did he make new friends so soon?

Noticing his gaze, Song Zhi explained.

"Teacher Wu lives next door to me. We are neighbors. We got to know each other when I moved in yesterday."

Wu You's personality is quite to her liking, and Song Zhi's face was full of smiles when she mentioned her.

Hearing this, Ran Qiu nodded in understanding and said nothing more.

He was not an extrovert to begin with, and now that there were strangers around, he spoke even less.

But Song Zhi and Wu You were having a great time chatting, and the dinner table was filled with the sounds of their chattering.

The two of them were of similar age, and Wu You was also outgoing, so she always had topics to talk about with Song Zhi. The two of them hit it off right away and had a lot in common.

Although Ran Qiu didn't talk much, he didn't spoil the fun. He just sat quietly and listened, looking at Song Zhi with a very gentle gaze.

After lunch, Wu You asked Song Zhi.

"Do you want to go back to the dorm and rest for a while?"

Song Zhi thought about it and nodded.

There is a two-hour break at noon, and she has nothing else to do at the moment, so of course she goes back to the dormitory.

Moreover, she had music class in the afternoon, so she could take this opportunity to go back to the dormitory and practice the accordion.

The two were going back to the dormitory together, so Song Zhi said goodbye to Ran Qiu.

"Ran Qiu, let's go back to the dormitory first."

Ran Qiu stood there, waved at her, and watched the two of them leave the cafeteria.

On the way back to the dormitory, Song Zhi found that Wu You kept looking at her from time to time, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

It's a pity that he has been talking for a long time and still hasn't said anything.

Although the two had just met, Wu You had told her a lot about school. Song Zhi still remembered this affection in her heart. After noticing Wu You's abnormality, she asked directly.

"Wu You, do you need my help with something?"

Wu You's face flushed red when her thoughts were revealed. Meeting Song Zhi's puzzled gaze, she hesitated for a long time before finally speaking.

"Song Zhi, are you and Ran Qiu very familiar with each other?"