"It's not time to check yet. My teacher will call home to let me know my results for the junior high entrance exam. We'll have to guess the results for the Experimental Middle School next week." Shen Qingqing had already walked to the desk in the room and tapped on the table: "Come and do the test paper."
This desk used to belong to Shen Qingqing. Since the middle school entrance exam, Shen Qingqing has been using this desk for Shen Yangyang to do her test papers every day.
Shen Yangyang pouted, slowly walked to the chair and sat down to begin working on her test paper, which only had her name written on it.
With Shen Qingqing watching over her, Shen Yangyang didn't dare to be distracted at all. She didn't dare to use the questions she didn't know as an excuse to rest, but silently skipped them to do the next question. Only after she had finished all the questions she knew did she go back to find the ones she had skipped.
Thanks to Shen Rongzhou and Li Xunli's educational methods for the children, Shen Qingqing, as the eldest sister who has been "delegated authority," is very intimidating to Shen Yangyang and Shen Hong.
Just like the question that often appears in the news after the two-child policy was implemented, how to treat two children equally? One of the most upvoted answers is to give the bowl of water to the older child, and they will treat it equally for you.
Shen Qingqing didn't have this sense of fairness when she was young. It wasn't until she grew up and saw the comments and replies to this news that she belatedly realized that this was exactly what her parents did.
So even after their three children grew up in their previous life, their relationship remained very close. In fact, during the period when Shen Qingqing was unemployed, Shen Yangyang and Shen Hong never said a bad word about her.
Shen Yangyang flipped through the test paper over and over again, but she couldn't continue. She put down her pen, turned to Shen Qingqing, and said, "Sister, I'm done."
Shen Qingqing reached out and took the test paper, pulled a red pen from the table, and while correcting Shen Yangyang's test paper, she said, "You can go play for ten minutes, and come back to do the math test paper after ten minutes."
“Okay!” Shen Yangyang’s voice was loud and clear, a stark contrast to her dejected tone when she said “I’m done” just now.
After she ran out, Shen Qingqing frowned as she looked at the Chinese test paper that Shen Yangyang had done.
In her past life, Shen Yangyang was a late bloomer. When she was in first grade and learning addition and subtraction, she would mistake the equals sign for a minus sign and could never get arithmetic problems right.
Her Chinese language skills were even worse. There are only four tones in pinyin, and I don't know who taught her to pronounce them, but she always pronounced the second tone as the third tone. This problem persisted even when she was in high school.
It wasn't until the start of the second semester of first grade that she lost both her Chinese and math textbooks after only three days of school. She couldn't find them anywhere, so she had to borrow a set from a second-grade student. Only then did she seem to come back to her senses. She went from keeping up with the other children's pace to surpassing them, then stabilizing in the top five of the grade, and finally settling in first place.
However, even though Shen Qingqing knew that this was her life trajectory, she still couldn't help but feel completely bewildered by the test paper she was currently working on.
Because in her previous life, Shen Yangyang attended Wangling Elementary School, which was a public school where any eligible child who registered could enroll.
But things are different now. Now she has to take the entrance exam for the Experimental Primary School. If her score is not high enough, she will have to travel back and forth between Anlu Town and Wangling Primary School.
It's fine if her parents pick her up and drop her off when they have time, but if both of them have to go on business trips, it takes an hour to drive her to school. It's really unfair to her grandfather, who is so old, to drive for such a long time to take Shen Yangyang to school.
Shen Qingqing finished grading Shen Yangyang's test paper in no time, and the final score was barely acceptable, not too worrying.
Shen Qingqing thought about it and realized that a month was still enough time.
"Chen Yangyang, it's time. Come in and do your math test!"
Shen Yangyang walked in dejectedly, sat down in a chair like a walking corpse, and began working on the math test that Shen Qingqing had already put down for her with a blank look in her eyes.
With Shen Qingqing watching over her, Shen Yangyang completed her math tests much faster.
After the math test scores were graded, Shen Qingqing finally understood just how frustrated her father was when he was teaching Shen Yangyang her homework in her previous life.
Shen Qingqing looked at Shen Yangyang's two test papers with a bit of a headache. In fact, there was not much first-grade material, at most one or two questions placed at the end.
Most of what they learned was already learned in kindergarten or preschool.
The questions from the Experimental Primary School were simply based on these, with a few more questions added on top of them.
Shen Yangyang attended the same kindergarten as Shen Qingqing, where the teachers in the senior and preschool classes taught some basic skills.
Shen Qingqing glanced at Shen Yangyang, who was sitting in the chair looking guilty and scared, glancing at her intermittently. She sighed and decided to teach her as a second Chen Manyu.
Shen Qingqing repeatedly flipped through the two test papers, forcing Shen Yangyang to memorize certain fixed, rote-learning material.
Finally finishing the review of the last question, Shen Yangyang slumped on her desk, looking utterly dejected and aggrieved.
Shen Qingqing delivered a heavy blow: "Continue tomorrow."
Shen Yangyang burst into tears, "Why? Can't I just not do it?!"
Shen Qingqing looked at her expressionlessly: "You don't have to do it."
Shen Yangyang immediately stopped wailing and stared straight at Shen Qingqing: "Really?"
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