Song Xiaoliu was still a little unwilling, and spoke again to comfort him:
"Xiao Qi, your situation is even more special than mine. Only in the junior class can your abilities be protected from being exploited by those with ulterior motives. Also, I will ask the instructor for his opinion and let Mom come with us."
Song Rushuang was originally forced to agree to this matter due to the moral blackmail of the system Xiao Ai.
I didn't know how to start.
Song Xiaoliu's words gave Song Rushuang a way out.
Duan Dinglan also said to Song Rushuang:
"Little temper, what my brother said actually makes some sense, but what our Xiaoqi wants to choose is something that Xiaoqi should decide for herself. Whether it's me or my brother, we will support you unconditionally."
Duan Dinglan said this because he hoped Song Rushuang would not have any psychological burden.
Song Rushuang thought for a moment, then said slowly:
"Mom, I think we should wait until my brother asks his teachers. If they think it's okay, and I pass their tests, then we can decide whether to go."
Song Rushuang was still a little worried.
Duan Dinglan and Song Xiaoliu were stunned for a moment, then smiled and said to Song Rushuang:
"How come Xiaoqi is still so unconfident? Ever since you were born, Mom has felt that you are not an ordinary child. As long as our Xiaoqi wants to do something, we can definitely do it."
Accompanied by Duan Dinglan, Song Xiaoliu immediately called his mentor using a public phone.
After he gave a brief explanation, his mentor's voice came from the other end of the phone:
"Your sister?"
Song Xiaoliu's mentor didn't react immediately.
"Yes, my mother thinks Dongming University of Political Science and Law is very good, so she hopes that my sister will go to school here too."
"Xiao Liu, I think you should know that children who want to enter our junior class must have some talent in some area. If I remember correctly, your sister should be only four years old this year, right?"
Song Xiaoliu responded seriously: "My sister is already five years old."
The instructor couldn't help laughing:
"There's no difference between four and five, right?"
Song Xiaoliu was somewhat anxious. If his mentor directly rejected his idea, it would be like his wish would be extinguished in its infancy.
How could he not be anxious?
"Teacher, you know I'm not one to brag, so I can tell you straight out that my sister is the truly gifted genius. If you miss out on her, you'll truly regret it."
There was a sudden silence on the other end of the line.
Song Xiaoliu's heart almost jumped into his throat.
He didn't know what the silence meant, so for a moment he didn't know what to say at this moment.
After a while, there was a sudden burst of noise from the other end of the phone.
All of a sudden, numerous inquiries flooded in from the other end of the phone.
There was a lot of chatter, adding up what everyone said.
So much so that Song Xiaoliu could hardly hear what the other party was saying.
So, when he called, the tutor was busy with other things?
Song Xiaoliu's heart skipped a beat, and he asked anxiously, "Teacher, am I disturbing you while you're doing your work?"
"Ah? It's okay, I..."
Before he could finish what he wanted to say, he heard another unfamiliar voice:
"Hey, you're Xiao Song, the classmate from Lao Xu's class who started at the age of ten, right?"
Song Xiaoliu couldn't tell who was speaking, but thinking that he must be a friend of his mentor, he politely said to the owner of the voice:
"Yes, I am Song Ruxuan."
"Ha, it really is you, the little prodigy. Are what you just said true?"
Song Xiaoliu tilted his head and thought about it. He even restrained his words about Song Rushuang.
"It's true."
"How's that for you?"
"Stronger than me!"
Song Xiaoliu was definitely not exaggerating. He grew up with Song Rushuang.
He knew very well how powerful his sister was.
There was another fierce argument on the other end of the phone.
This time, Song Xiaoliu got a general idea.
It seemed like everyone over there was vying for who would take in this five-year-old prodigy.
Song Xiaoliu listened quietly for a while.
Until the person on the other end of the phone calmed down.
"Xiao Liu, in three days, we will come directly to your current home to find you. We will also prepare a small test for your sister. If what you said is true, then what you expect can definitely be done."
After hearing what his mentor said, Song Xiaoliu felt a little relieved.
After returning home.
Song Xiaoliu told Song Rushuang about this.
At the same time, he was worried that Song Rushuang was under pressure, so he gently comforted her:
"Xiao Qi, don't be nervous. You're younger, so the questions will be easier. With your ability, you'll definitely be able to pass the test."
Song Rushuang nodded. She was somewhat confident about this.
Three days later:
Song Xiaoliu's mentor, Xu Jingcheng, came to Baishui Town.
Based on the address Song Xiaoliu had given him before, he found the location of the Song family store without any effort.
Not only Xu Jingcheng came today, but also those who heard Xiaoliu talking that day.
They are also the leaders of the junior classes in various famous universities.
Three days ago, when Song Xiaoliu called, they were in a meeting.
So everyone heard what Song Xiaoliu said.
Admittedly, Xu Jingcheng still had some intention of showing off.
If he had known that the child was talking about another more talented child prodigy, he would not have answered the phone in front of his brothers.
Everyone was so overly enthusiastic about the five-year-old prodigy that they had been keeping an eye on him for the past few days. Finally, there was no choice but to bring them all along.
The group came in a huge procession.
When we arrived at the Song family shop, there was only one person from the Song family there.
It was Song Rushuang.
Seeing the huge crowd of people, Song Rushuang didn't think much about it and her childish voice rang out:
"Hello uncles, are you looking for dessert?"
Everyone looked at Song Rushuang and noticed the scar on her face at first sight.
They could also see that if it weren't for that scar, this little girl would be so adorable.
Another person lowered his voice and asked Xu Jingcheng beside him:
"So, the little prodigy you were talking about, is that this poor little girl?"
Xu Jingcheng had been here before, so he naturally knew what Song Rushuang looked like.
He was startled at first, then said with regret:
"I just saw this child last year. He was very cute then. How come he has become like this now?"
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