Chen Xingling was too lazy to pay attention to her and sat down to continue reading and doing exercises.
The other students saw that the winner was already decided, and also saw that Zhu Yuanyuan, the instigator, was crying and looked extremely wronged, so they lowered their heads and chuckled secretly.
"She just can't stand others being better than her."
"Chen Xingling is really a jerk! Who says that just because she had bad grades before, she can't do better now? You keep saying that she cheated, is that so? We didn't have textbooks when we took the exams, and the desks were clean. How could she cheat?"
"That's right! She's so good at science and English. You can't get high grades by cheating."
Ma Dali glared at Zhu Yuanyuan with a look of disgust and disdain.
"Why do others have to tell everything about their poor grades in primary school and junior high school - otherwise they are big liars? Isn't this just picking on others' sore spots? When I first started primary school, I couldn't even hold a pen, and I only scored a dozen points on several tests. Now I'm telling it, but you are not allowed to call me a big liar."
After hearing this, everyone burst into laughter.
"I even got zero points on the test! Not even one point!"
"I used to fail a lot! It's not like I'm failing so badly now!"
"My English has always been a few points poor, the difference is very stable!"
The atmosphere changed unconsciously, becoming a harmonious and entertaining scene of self-criticism with laughter coming one after another.
Zhu Yuanyuan was so embarrassed that she covered her face and cried, then ran away.
The students nearby didn't care about her because her home was in the dormitory building inside the school. When the teacher was not in the classroom, she would always come and go freely with an arrogant attitude of "school is my home, I can do whatever I want", and the other students were fed up with it.
It was a rare occasion today that Chen Xingling was able to curb her arrogance a little - it was really gratifying!
Chen Xingling did not seem very happy, and continued to do the questions calmly.
However, she took advantage of the opportunity when Ma Dali looked over and nodded and smiled at him in gratitude, as a way of thanking him for "seeing me on the way".
Ma Dali blushed slightly, smiled shyly, and continued to read.
After this, Jia Shuanghua admired Chen Xingling even more, and almost worshipped her as an idol.
"Lingling, you are amazing! When I get home, I will tell my parents and my aunt - and my cousin. They have wanted to meet you for a long time and asked me to invite you to my house."
"Busy!" Chen Xingling said honestly, "There are a lot of relatives from my hometown living in my house now. There are so many people and so many things to talk about. I can't get them all to myself. When I have time, I will bring my son to visit you."
Jia Shuanghua immediately became excited and asked with a smile: "Does your son look like you? Is he afraid of strangers? Will he like me? I like playing with children!"
"He's not afraid of him." Chen Xingling replied: "He looks like my lover, not like me at all."
Jia Shuanghua curiously asked: "Will he be difficult to raise? Some children are naughty and like to make trouble, especially little boys. Every time I see them, I feel torn. I want to play with them, but I am afraid they will be too naughty."
Chen Xingling laughed and explained, "No, he is an active child, but he will be quiet when he should be quiet and won't make trouble. He has a very good memory. I only talked to him about you once last time, and he has always remembered you."
As soon as she said this, she realized that she had underestimated Xiao Huzi's memory. It seemed that he had always had a very good memory since he was old enough to understand.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but think of the suggestion made by the teacher at Huiqiao Elementary School.
"Xiaohua, you know a lot about Yucheng University, right? Is there a class for gifted teenagers there? I heard that some key universities have one or two 'gifted teenagers classes', I wonder if there is one here at Yucheng University?"
"No." Jia Shuanghua shook her head: "I have never heard of this place. However, I have seen such reports in the newspaper, like there are reports at Jianghan University."
When Chen Xingling heard this, he immediately lost interest.
"Jianghan University is too far away..."
"It's not far." Jia Shuanghua said, "It's in the next province, and it only takes half a day by train."
Chen Xingling shook his head firmly: "That's too far, I won't go."
Little Hu is only three years old. She will not separate him from herself just for the sake of his bright future. After all, he is still too young to leave his parents.
The absence of Gu Qi's father figure has caused the child to lose a small part of his father's love. It is not easy for the family of three to live together, but now they have to send their son away - absolutely not!
An unhappy childhood can never make up for the pain and may cause serious psychological impact. She would rather have a healthy son than a genius.
If Yucheng University had such a class, it would only take about ten minutes to go by bicycle, which is closer than her middle school, so she might consider it.
It is not known whether attending such a special class is a good or bad thing, but if the family of three has to be separated and the son is separated from his father, then it will definitely have more disadvantages - without a doubt!
So, as soon as this idea came up, Chen Xingling rejected it immediately.
Jia Shuanghua had no idea of her thoughts, and continued, "I also made a small windmill for your son. I made it out of thin cardboard and drew a few patterns on it. We just need to dry it in the sun before we can play with it."
"Thank you." Chen Xingling smiled and said, "I will definitely ask him to thank Aunt Xiaohua. Since you like children so much, you should have more in the future!"
Jia Shuanghua blushed instantly and whispered, "My cousin said that no matter whether I pass the exam or not... we must get married before the end of the year. He also said that we must have at least four children."
Forehead?
Chen Xingling thought it was not good and could not help asking, "Xiaohua, do you really have to be your cousin? You two are so closely related by blood, it seems impossible for you to get married."
The last time she talked about this matter, she wanted to persuade Xiaohua, but she ran away in a hurry and never found a chance to talk about it again.
Jia Shuanghua nodded shyly: "My dad said that since ancient times, when cousins get married, they always support each other, right? My eldest aunt said that if the relationship is closer, the benefits will not flow to outsiders. She will definitely be the most loving grandmother in the world."
Chen Xingling: “…”
Who says that things that have existed since ancient times must be natural?
Although there are many things worth learning from the ancients, they also had a lot of bad habits and feudal shackles. Is it acceptable? Not acceptable!
We are already close, why do we need to be even closer? If good things don't flow to outsiders, how can we know that there might not be more good things?
Wrong concepts may lead to many problems and even endless troubles.
Chen Xingling couldn't help asking, "Xiaohua, do you really like your cousin that much? There are so many handsome men in this world, you should look for one with a broader vision."
Jia Shuanghua held her hand and whispered shyly: "Lingling, you are my best friend. I only tell you what's in my heart. In fact, I... I have liked my cousin for many years. I liked him when I was a child, and now... I like him even more."
Chen Xingling frowned, wanting to say something but stopping himself.
I liked that kind of liking since I was a child - could it be the love between lovers?
Could it be just dependence and liking between relatives?
However, looking at the innocent little girl with a blushing face, Chen Xingling really couldn't say anything.
Jia Shuanghua continued, "When I get married, you must remember to bring your son with you. My aunt said that there will be a few dates to choose from before the end of the year. I will tell you when the date is confirmed."
Chen Xingling nodded randomly, unable to describe the feeling in his heart.
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