If possible, who wouldn't want to raise their own children to be as good as Pei Ziheng? ...

"I heard that your Ziheng is preparing for the junior high school entrance exam. You don't know how envious my Dafa is. He insisted that I come to learn from you. Please teach me, otherwise I won't be able to report back."

Zhou Hui used a joking tone, but her meaning was somewhat tough.

Shen Mingzhu was not vague either. She took out a pen and paper and drew up a study plan for Zhou Hui on the spot.

"Ziheng usually arranges his studies according to the time on this table. In addition, Ziheng also likes to listen to English radio, almost every day. When he has nothing to do, he plays chess, plays with the Rubik's Cube, and reads some classics. That's about it."

Zhou Hui looked at the contents on the schedule and couldn't help but admire Shen Mingzhu.

From what time to get up in the morning, how much time it takes to wash and eat breakfast, to the study arrangements after school in the afternoon, what time to go to bed at night, and what to do on Saturdays and Sundays, everything is written in great detail.

From this schedule, it can be seen that Shen Mingzhu really cares about her stepson Pei Ziheng.

However, Zhou Hui would never have dreamed that this schedule was just written casually by Shen Mingzhu.

Shen Mingzhu never worried about Pei Ziheng's studies.

Pei Ziheng's excellence is purely due to his self-discipline and talent.

But if she told Zhou Hui the truth, Zhou Hui would not believe it. Instead, she would think that she was keeping things to herself and was unwilling to share her experience.

Although the schedule was written casually, the content was not written randomly. Instead, it was a rational arrangement and planning of time based on future learning experiences.

As long as your IQ is not too low, your academic performance will not be too bad according to this table.

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After returning home, Zhou Hui posted the schedule on the wall of her daughter's bedroom and asked her daughter to study strictly according to the time on the schedule.

As for Zhao Yun, Zhou Hui also copied a copy of the plan and gave it to Zhao Yun in front of Zhao Dafa.

"Xiaoyun, this is Ziheng's study schedule. Take a look at it and arrange your studies according to the time on it in the future."

Zhao Yun took the form, took a look at it, and threw it aside.

"Ziheng will help me with my studies, so you don't have to worry about it."

Zhou Hui looked at Zhao Dafa helplessly.

Zhao Dafa nodded at Zhou Hui, indicating that she should not bother about it anymore.

Zhou Hui seemed helpless on the surface, but she was actually very happy about it.

Her stepson was naughty and unruly, and he always went against her, so she didn't want to bother with him.

After dinner, Zhao Yun carried his schoolbag and went to Pei's house for tutoring.

In order to make it easier for the two brothers to study, Shen Mingzhu took the time to decorate the study.

There is a sofa lounge area at the entrance. The wall opposite the sofa is lined with bookshelves and bookcases. On the side near the window is a large desk that is three meters long and one meter wide. There are three chairs on each side of the desk, which is enough to accommodate six children studying at the same time.

"Ziheng, this is the schedule my stepmother took from your house. She said it's for your studies."

As soon as he sat down, Zhao Yun showed Pei Ziheng the schedule Zhou Hui gave him.

He and Pei Ziheng are inseparable, and he knows better than Zhou Hui what Pei Ziheng does every day.

It cannot be said that it is exactly the same as in the schedule, it is simply completely unrelated.

"I didn't expect Aunt Mingzhu would lie."

Hearing what Zhao Yun said, Pei Ziheng raised his head, his dark eyes calm, "Who said my mother lied?"

Zhao Yun curled his lips, "How can you not be a liar? You never study at home."

Pei Ziheng had already finished learning the elementary school textbooks by himself, and during classes at school every day, he was learning other things by himself.

After school and on Saturdays and Sundays, except for the homework he had to complete, he spent most of his time playing with Xiao Guoguo.

"This is my study schedule, which was arranged by my mother."

This way, Mom isn't lying.

Zhao Yun didn't care: "Whatever you say, it is."

…

In the blink of an eye, it was time for the entrance examination from primary school to junior high school.

The examination was held at Fengcheng No. 1 Primary School. As the youngest candidate in this year's primary-to-junior high school examination, Pei Ziheng's every word and action attracted much attention.

Even newspapers interviewed Pei Ziheng.

Considering that Pei Ziheng is too young and fearing that it would affect his performance, the reporter very considerately arranged the interview after the exam.

"Student Pei Ziheng, don't be nervous. We will just ask you a few questions and you just need to answer them truthfully."

Before the formal interview, the reporter calmed Pei Ziheng down in a gentle manner.

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Pei Ziheng blinked his dark, innocent eyes, and his tone was crisp, revealing an innocence and childishness that adults could not refuse.

"Uncle reporter, I'm hungry. Can we go get some snacks?"

"Sure, whatever you want to eat, uncle will treat you."

Pei Ziheng smiled slightly and said, "Follow me."

The reporter followed Pei Ziheng into Mingzhu Food Court.

Although the pastries at Mingzhu Food House are not cheap, the reporter generously allowed Pei Ziheng to pick whatever he liked.

Pei Ziheng was not polite at all. He ordered a whole pound of flower cakes, snowflake cakes, chocolate-filled cakes, egg yolk cakes, and various candies.

The reporter's face turned pale on the spot.

The price of these things is equivalent to half a month's salary for him.

However, what Pei Ziheng said next made the reporters feel relieved.

"Uncle, I forgot to tell you that Mingzhu Food Court is the shop opened by my mother. I don't have to pay for the food I eat."

…

Pei Ziheng answered every question from the reporter, but at the end of each paragraph he would subtly turn the conversation back to Shen Mingzhu's company products.

"My favorite snacks are spicy noodles and dried tofu made by my mother."

“I don’t really like sweets, but I really like the flower cakes my mother makes because they are fragrant and not greasy.”

"Studying well is because you have a good body. I often eat snowflake cakes. Snowflake cakes are not only high in protein, but also contain various nuts. Nuts promote growth and development and improve memory. But one thing is that people who are allergic to nuts and lactose intolerant cannot eat snowflake cakes."

"The person I admire most is my mother. She started from scratch and founded Meihao Food, the Mingzhu brand and Mingzhu Food Court, helping many housewives find jobs. No matter how busy she is at work, she will never neglect me and my sister. My mother loves us very much, and we love her too."

As the interview was coming to an end, when the reporter asked Pei Ziheng if he was willing to share his learning methods, Pei Ziheng agreed without hesitation and took out the study plan written by Shen Mingzhu.

"This study schedule was tailored for me by my mother, but I will soon be promoted to junior high school. Entering junior high school means I will be a big kid. I will be strict with myself in the future and will not let my mother worry about me anymore."

The reporter looked at the delicate and pretty boy in front of him. Although he was still childish, he was sensible and considerate to the point that even adults would feel ashamed of him.

What a wise mother she must be to be able to raise such a good son.

After the interview, Pei Ziheng packed up all the leftover pastries and let the reporter take them home.

The reporter had no choice but to give the reason, "My mother is afraid that I will have cavities, so she doesn't let me eat too many sweets. Uncle reporter, please keep this a secret for me."

A man who eats someone's food is soft-hearted, and a man who takes someone's favor is thankless.

That night, when the reporter was writing a news release at home, he also praised Shen Mingzhu and the Meihao Food Factory founded by Shen Mingzhu. (End of this chapter)