Chapter 25 You're so high and mighty, you're using me to create a persona! ...
The existence of the comics themselves didn't surprise him; Ji Zhi Qiu had his share of them when he was young. He just couldn't accept that the little genius had the same childish hobbies as him.
"Sicheng's parents, are you still listening?"
"I'm still here, please speak." Ji Zhi Qiu barely managed to come to her senses.
"My child will be out of school soon. Could you please come to the school so we can chat for a bit, and then you can pick up your child and take them home?"
After hanging up the phone, Ji Zhi Qiu explained the whole situation to Ji Yan Yan in detail. Although Ji Yan Yan wasn't in school yet, she vaguely sensed that it was a call for her parents, and sighed knowingly, "Why is my second brother so inconsiderate? Well, there's nothing I can do, he's just a kid too."
"..." It sounded particularly strange coming from a bratty kid.
Ji Zhi Qiu then went to see the neighbor lady, and the two divided the work reasonably: the neighbor lady would help take care of Ji Yan Yan, and Ji Zhi Qiu would help pick up her grandson.
He rode his electric scooter to school as fast as he could. The homeroom teacher had already spoken to the security guard. After identifying himself, he easily found the first-grade office.
This was the first time Ji Zhi Qiu had met her homeroom teacher. She stopped and tidied her wind-blown hair before politely knocking on the door.
"Come in."
Ji Zhi Qiu pushed open the door and walked in, greeting him with a smile, "Hello teacher, I am Si Cheng's father. We just talked on the phone. I'm so sorry to have troubled you with my child."
The homeroom teacher didn't respond immediately. She stared at him for a few seconds before smiling and going up to him, saying, "It's okay, it's what I should do."
After exchanging pleasantries, the two began to discuss business.
The homeroom teacher took out the confiscated comic books and placed them in front of Ji Zhiqi. "These are very popular among students. The comics are quite funny and relatable to their daily lives, so it's not surprising that the kids like them. They often get together in small groups to discuss them after class, and I've never stopped them, but Sicheng..."
The homeroom teacher sighed, "He watched it almost all day long, both during and after class, unlike the other children."
The homeroom teacher paused, her delicate eyebrows furrowing slightly, unsure how to describe it accurately. "His expression was very serious and focused, unlike the other children who were chattering or cheering from time to time. He just sat there watching. Oh, and Sicheng's posture was particularly good; I want to give him special praise for that."
Ji Zhi Qiu gave a dry laugh, "Si Cheng does indeed have good habits in life and study."
The homeroom teacher chuckled and steered the conversation back to the main point, "A good start is essential for a smooth transition. Sicheng spending all day reading comic books is a bad habit, and I will do my best to help him correct it at school, but we also need the cooperation of his parents."
Ji Zhi Qiu felt she had troubled the homeroom teacher and nodded repeatedly, promising to do her best, but the doubts in her heart did not lessen in the slightest.
Based on his understanding of minor villains, he couldn't imagine what kind of comic book could have captivated him so much.
He couldn't resist reaching out and flipping to the first page of the comic book, expecting to see some colorful illustrations and the funny plot his homeroom teacher was telling him. Instead, he found a whole page of dense text, with a mathematical formula at the very bottom that was longer than his life.
? ? ?
The homeroom teacher was also taken aback by this turn of events and was dumbfounded. "How is this possible? Isn't this the children's favorite comic book?"
Ji Zhi Qiu recognized it. "These are the books I bought for Si Cheng. He likes these things, and I'm willing to cultivate my child's interests. I just don't know why they turned into comic books."
He unfolded the book to examine it and discovered that it had a comic book cover on the surface, which led to the misunderstanding.
Some children would paste the cover of their textbooks onto their extracurricular books to get away with it, but Ji Sicheng's genius was truly different. He did the opposite and insisted on making his homeroom teacher misunderstand that he had been reading comics all day.
Ji Zhi Qiu couldn't figure out the reason. Just as he was about to ask, he saw his homeroom teacher staring blankly at him. "This... can Si Cheng understand it?"
"Yes, he does like this."
The two adults stared at each other, and just as the atmosphere became tense, there was a knock on the office door, and Ji Sicheng's small figure appeared in their sight.
Ji Sicheng still gave Ji Zhi Qiu some face in public, obediently asking, "Dad, are you coming to pick me up and take me home?"
Ji Zhi Qiu smiled and waved at him, "Did you read this book all day?"
Ji Sicheng kept a straight face, showing no surprise or fear in his eyes, and nodded his chin. "I hadn't finished reading it when the teacher took it away. Teacher, could you give it back to me?"
The homeroom teacher gave a dry laugh, "I thought you were reading a comic book."
Upon hearing the word "comics," Ji Sicheng's face showed a hint of unease, and he fell silent.
Ji Zhi Qiu had wanted to talk to the homeroom teacher for a long time, but he hadn't found a suitable opportunity. Since there was no time like the present, he decided to take this opportunity to explain things clearly. He waved his hand and said, "Si Cheng, can you tell me what's inside?"
Ji Sicheng looked up at him, his eyes unwavering, but his grumpy face clearly said, "Do you even understand what I'm saying?"
Ji Zhi Qiu: "..." You brat.
The homeroom teacher saw the interaction between the two and thought that Ji Sicheng was stunned, so she used the way she interacts with children and said very gently, "Sicheng, come to the teacher. I want to ask you a question, okay?"
Ji Sicheng nodded proudly. No matter what the teacher asked, he answered concisely and to the point, without uttering a single useless word.
The homeroom teacher was clearly better than Ji Zhi Qiu, but she only managed to get through three questions before giving up. She looked at the little girl, who wasn't even as tall as her, with a look of fear and confusion, completely bewildered.
Ji Zhi Qiu couldn't stand it anymore and pulled Ji Si Cheng over.
How can you torture elementary school Chinese teachers with advanced mathematics? It's too cruel.
The homeroom teacher finally came to her senses and gave a dry laugh. "The other students haven't left yet. Sicheng, go find them and play."
Ji Sicheng wasn't happy at all. He glanced at the two adults, seemed to sigh, and realized he couldn't do anything about them, so he obediently walked out.
Only two adults who couldn't understand the "comics" remained in the room, and the atmosphere became awkward again.
"It was my fault for not investigating properly, which caused a misunderstanding and made the student bear the suspicion and accusations unnecessarily, and also made you, the parent, make an extra trip." The homeroom teacher said frankly, "Sicheng has such high talent, he should receive specialized education, but I really am powerless to do so. I can only understand a few lines of this book and cannot answer Sicheng's questions."
Ji Zhi Qiu had considered this issue before and hesitated for a long time, but in the end she still sent him to this ordinary primary school.
"To be honest, my family's situation is rather special. Sicheng's previous education was quite extreme. Of course, I want to respect his talent, but I believe that for a child, early childhood health education plays a decisive role in his life. Compared to his mind, I care more about his heart."
Ji Sicheng is a little genius, but also a little madman who is prone to going astray. Ji Zhi Qiu wants him to interact with more children of the same age in his childhood, to know what innocence and fun are, and hopes that everything he experiences in his childhood will become the "stabilizing force" in his character, so as to prevent him from going astray later.
Moreover, during this period, he could only keep Ji Sicheng under his watchful eye and care for him every day.
The homeroom teacher, who also works in the education industry, understands Ji Zhiqi's good intentions. "Sicheng is indeed very smart, but we can't force him to grow too fast. Parents, please rest assured that I will do my best to help him at school. Once the child's temperament has stabilized a bit more, we can send him to a specialized school."
Ji Zhi Qiu had expected to have to explain things at length or be turned away, but she was surprised to find that her homeroom teacher was so understanding and truly cared about the children. She thanked her repeatedly.
The homeroom teacher smiled and waved, then walked out with him, unable to resist glancing at Ji Zhi Qiu again.
"I felt you looked familiar, but since we hadn't finished discussing business, I didn't want to ask too much... Are you a celebrity? Did you debut before?"
“Yes, even after half a lifetime in the industry, I’m still an ordinary person,” Ji Zhi Qiu joked. “But in my dreams.”
The homeroom teacher laughed, "Although Sicheng has a small face, he has red lips and white teeth, and is very cute. He is lovable. It turns out he inherited it from his father."
Unable to reveal the villain's true identity to outsiders, he went against his conscience and accepted the praise.
"Actually..." Ji Zhi Qiu paused, then smiled at the homeroom teacher.
head teacher:?
Ji Zhi Qiu continued to laugh.
The homeroom teacher finally understood, "Sicheng's intelligence must have been inherited from you, you're amazing."
Ji Zhi Qiu finally felt better, and the corners of her mouth almost reached the sky in a smile.
Ji Sicheng glared at him speechlessly.
You're so high and mighty, you're using me to create a persona for yourself!
Ji Zhi Qiu pretended not to notice Ji Si Cheng's little glance, said goodbye to the homeroom teacher, and went to hold his little hand.
He then went to find the neighbor's grandson and blocked Ji Zishen at the door when he wanted to go home by himself.
Ji Zishen was surprised to see Ji Zhiqi suddenly appear, then looked at Ji Sicheng who was being reluctantly led by the hand, remained silent for a few seconds, and then had an expression of understanding.
Ji Sicheng hadn't seemed indifferent before, but after being laughed at by Ji Zishen, he became awkward and looked down at the ground.
The three children and one adult walked back. Ji Zishen, being very responsible as an adult, took the initiative to look after the neighbor's grandson and followed ahead. Ji Zhiqi looked down at the little villain's fluffy head before saying, "Sicheng, can I ask you a question?"
Ji Sicheng looked up at him, his eyes drooping: "No."
Ji Zhi Qiu: "..." Refusal is invalid.
He softened his tone, "Why did Sicheng stick a comic book cover on the book, causing the teacher to misunderstand?"
Ji Sicheng's expression suddenly turned awkward. He lowered his head in exasperation and shook off Ji Zhi Qiu's hand.
Ji Zhi Qiu initially thought it was unimportant, but Ji Si Cheng's attitude made him think deeply. However, he couldn't find the reason for it right away, so he could only say, "Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Your homeroom teacher just told me that there will be a sports meet next week. How about I bring Yan Yan to be your cheerleader?"
Ji Sicheng glanced at him, and Ji Zhiqi had a bad feeling. She wanted to cover Ji Sicheng's mouth, but it was too late.
"So your way of cheering is to just sit on the ground, yell and thrash around?"
Ji Zhi Qiu wasn't particularly angry at the little villain's provocative expression. She narrowed her eyes slightly and smiled gently, "Of course, how about we find a crowded place so I can give you a rehearsal?"
The minor villain was stunned.
The minor villain splits open.
"I..." He burped, barely managing to hold it in.
When I got home, I started researching what disease causes shamelessness as a symptom!
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