Chapter 89 (One Update)
Eighty-nine:
"Hurry up!" the Chinese teacher urged.
Ye Qingxi: ...
Ye Qingxi could only awkwardly and reluctantly read his picture-writing exercise in a voice barely audible.
The Chinese teacher, hearing his voice barely louder than a mosquito's buzz, was both amused and exasperated. In the end, she took Ye Qingxi's test paper and read it aloud herself.
Ye Qingxi breathed a sigh of relief.
It's so embarrassing to read what I've written, especially since it's so childish, especially since it's written in an attempt to look like it's written by a first-grader!
Ye Qingxi could only sigh, "He actually got a perfect score of 100. As expected, his understanding of first grade is still not deep enough."
After the teacher finished reading, she analyzed his picture-writing exercise and introduced the concepts of metaphor and parallelism to everyone in advance. Finally, the morning reading session ended with the ringing of the bell.
Kang Cong and Zhong Yan immediately leaned over and said to Ye Qingxi, "Xiao Xi, take a look at your test paper."
Ye Qingxi handed the test paper to them, then questioned Pei Liang, "How come you only got 98 points?"
Pei Liang: ? ? ?
Listen to this, what kind of talk is this?
What's wrong with 98?
98 is perfectly fine!
“I only lost two points.” Pei Liang held up his hand and made a “two” gesture.
"Two points! Can't you just not deduct them?!"
Pei Liang: ...
Pei Liang felt that he was even stricter than the teacher.
"I think I did pretty well on the test."
It's obvious that he has a very strong core even at such a young age.
Looking at his proud and smug expression, Ye Qingxi said to him, "You can do even better! Next time, you must get 100 points."
Pei Liang glanced at him and laughed, "Don't you feel lonely at the top? Is it lonely to get a perfect score all by yourself?"
He sighed and said with emotion, "Now you know what kind of life I used to live."
Pei Liang, the former lone wolf, patted his friend on the shoulder, like a little adult, "Don't worry, I'll try my best to make sure you're not alone."
Ye Qingxi: ...
Ye Qingxi thought he was really amazing.
He is confident even while working hard, and he doesn't get angry or upset when others surpass him; he always focuses on himself.
Kid, I believe in you!
The first class after morning reading was math. The homeroom teacher walked into the classroom, and like the previous Chinese teacher, he was also carrying a stack of test papers.
Ye Qingxi's alarm bells went off instantly, and she became restless.
Mathematics has standard answers, and he was very sure that he had written them all correctly.
Ye Qingxi: ...
Ye Qingxi could only ask Pei Liang with a hint of hope, "How did you do on your math test?"
“Not bad,” Pei Liang said confidently.
Can you get 100 points?
"It should be fine," Pei Liang pondered. "At the very least, it should get 98 points."
98? Why is it 98 again?!
Ye Qingxi wouldn't allow it!
He silently prayed in his heart: 100 points, 100 points, Pei Liang must get 100 points.
"Did your Chinese teacher just hand out the Chinese test papers?" the homeroom teacher said with a smile. "Now I'll hand out the math test papers. Our class's math scores are pretty good. This time the questions were a bit difficult, but many students still did very well."
Many students did very well on the exam!
Ye Qingxi instantly felt as if she had seen a glimmer of hope!
This should mean there will be many perfect scores!
Ye Qingxi smiled unconsciously, her heart finally at ease.
Then he discovered that many classmates had done well on the test. The two students in front of him got 97 and 96 respectively, and the two students to his left got 98 and 95. Even Kang Cong and Zhong Yan got good scores of 94 and 93 respectively. However, they were all a little bit short of 100.
It seems we still have to rely on Pei Liang, Ye Qingxi thought to herself.
Pei Liang did not disappoint him, achieving the highest score in their vicinity—99 points.
Ye Qingxi: ? ? ?
Ye Qingxi: ...
Ye Qingxi stared at his bright red 99, remained silent for several seconds, and then asked him, "Did the teacher correct it wrong?"
Pei Liang shook his head and calmly said, "I was careless and wrote this part wrong."
“But it’s okay.” Pei Liang looked at him and said, “I know how to do this question, I just forgot to check it at the time.”
How could you forget?!
Ye Qingxi is heartbroken!
How could you forget something so important?!
What about the exam?!
Can you please be a little more careful?
"That's it," Ye Qingxi thought. "Now he's the only one standing out again!"
He's like a bald guy in a crowd now, shining brightly and impossible to hide.
Sure enough, the homeroom teacher was the last to hand out his test paper, her gaze filled with tenderness. "You did well. Keep up the good work."
Ye Qingxi: ...
Ye Qingxi could only nod.
Fortunately, Ye Qingxi thought, thankfully the homeroom teacher didn't announce his score directly, otherwise it would have been even more embarrassing.
However, the homeroom teacher didn't announce it, but Chen Xiang, the loudmouth, announced it for him.
During the break, Kang Cong and Zhong Yan were looking at his test paper when Chen Xiang passed by, saw the score on his paper, and exclaimed in surprise, "Ye Qingxi, you got 100 points!"
His voice was so loud that it truly lived up to the single character "响" (xiang, meaning loud/resonant) in his name.
Ye Qingxi: !!
Ye Qingxi wished she could cover his mouth.
Chen Xiang looked at him with admiration, "You're so thoughtful."
Although the questions were a bit difficult this time, some people actually knew the answers, but they missed out on full marks because of a careless mistake when answering.
Chen Xiang felt that he was just like that, so he didn't think Ye Qingxi, who got a perfect score, was that amazing, but he did think she was really thoughtful.
"I wish I were as thoughtful as you."
Ye Qingxi: ...
Ye Qingxi had even higher hopes than he did.
"Then you must be more careful next time," he said sincerely.
"I will," Chen Xiang said with a smile.
“I can do that too,” Pei Liang said.
Ye Qingxi looked at him and gave a firm "hmm," saying, "Chinese kids don't lie to Chinese kids. I hope you two will keep your word!"
With this in mind, Ye Qingxi was quite calm during English class.
Everything is difficult at the beginning, but you get used to it. Just like him, he went through despair until he got used to it.
Therefore, when the English teacher announced in front of the whole class, "Ye Qingxi is the first place in this midterm exam, with a score of 100," Ye Qingxi was able to calmly smile and look at the students in the front row who had turned their heads away.
He even raised his hand and clapped lightly amidst everyone's applause.
What else?
Since things have come to this, we have no choice but to accept it.
From this day forward! He is Ye Qingxi, the academic superstar!
After handing out the test papers, the English teacher began to explain the concepts based on them.
After he finished speaking and class ended, the class monitor got the ranking list from the homeroom teacher and posted it on the wall.
Ye Qingxi has achieved perfect scores in all three subjects, firmly holding first place.
Kang Cong and Zhong Yan surrounded him, saying happily, "Xiao Xi, you did really well on the exam."
"Yes, you did even better than Pei Liang on the exam."
“That was because I was careless,” Pei Liang retorted.
“Your Chinese and English scores aren’t as high as Xiaoxi’s either,” Zhong Yan said, looking at him.
Pei Liang: ...
Seeing that he didn't speak, Ye Qingxi was afraid that he was already upset about not getting first place, and Zhong Yan's words would make him even more upset.
Just as he was about to comfort him, he heard Pei Liang say calmly, "Then I did better than you guys on the exam."
"Xiao Xi is first, I'm second, and you two aren't even third and fourth? That's terrible!"
Pei Liang said, "From today onwards, you two must work hard so that you can closely follow behind me and Xiao Xi in the future."
Ye Qingxi: ...
Ye Qingxi watched as he started teasing his friends without warning. Good, he was acting the same as usual, so he didn't seem upset.
He slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Ye Qingxi, your homeroom teacher wants to talk to you."
Ye Qingxi turned her head and saw that it was their class monitor.
He was somewhat puzzled, "What do you want with me?"
"I don't know." The class monitor shook his head. "The teacher only told me to call you over."
Upon hearing this, Ye Qingxi stood up, left her seat, and walked towards her homeroom teacher's office.
He called out "Report!", walked into the office, and went to the homeroom teacher's side.
"Teacher, you wanted to see me?" Ye Qingxi said softly.
The homeroom teacher nodded and patted the seat next to him. "Sit down."
Ye Qingxi: ? ? ?
They've offered me a seat; is this a long talk? What are we going to talk about?
He sat down, puzzled and completely bewildered.
The homeroom teacher smiled at his adorable, bewildered look and took out a test paper she had printed out earlier. "I asked my friend for a copy of their school's midterm exam paper. Take a look."
Ye Qingxi: ? ? ? Huh? Why did you make him do it?
But he quickly found a reason for his homeroom teacher, probably wanting to see who was better, his class or her friend's class. He was the top student in this exam, so his performance would directly compare him to the top student in the other class, immediately highlighting the difference.
"I've already asked your art teacher for leave. You don't have to go back for the next class; you can do this test paper here instead," the homeroom teacher said.
Ye Qingxi was astonished; they valued it so much!
If he doesn't do as well as the top student in the other class, will their homeroom teacher think it's because of their poor teaching ability?
Then he shouldn't write nonsense, Ye Qingxi thought. Their homeroom teacher was a good person, taught well, and cared about the students. He didn't want her to have this unnecessary sadness.
Ye Qingxi nodded, picked up her pen, and began to write.
For Ye Qingxi, the knowledge he had learned over the past eighteen years had long been integrated into his mind, especially the elementary school content. He couldn't distinguish which grade this was from which grade that was from. In his view, these were all simple things that seemed to be innate.
In addition, he always slept in class, so Ye Qingxi had no idea where the teacher was talking, or whether this part was covered or not.
So the homeroom teacher said that he had asked a friend for the test paper and told him to do it. Ye Qingxi subconsciously felt that this must be all the content they had learned and that the teacher must have talked about it. In addition, the first few questions he did were indeed like that. Therefore, he wrote it without hesitation and at a very fast speed.
The homeroom teacher watched as he wrote down answer after answer almost without thinking, and the more she looked, the more surprised she became.
When Ye Qingxi had finished writing the second semester's first-grade material and started working on the first semester's second-grade questions, getting each one right, the homeroom teacher almost stopped breathing.
She quickly regained her composure, left Ye Qingxi's side, and used her colleague's computer to find practice questions from the second semester of second grade, the first semester of third grade, and the first semester of fourth grade.
She added a few more first-grade questions and quickly compiled them into a test paper.
Before it was even fully integrated, Ye Qingxi had already finished writing it.
"Teacher, I've finished writing."
"Wait a minute," the homeroom teacher said without looking up. "Another friend of mine also sent me their school's midterm exam papers. You can do this one too."
Ye Qingxi nodded obediently, "Oh."
The homeroom teacher quickly printed out the test paper and handed it to Ye Qingxi.
Ye Qingxi picked up the pen and started writing again without any warning.
The familiar question types at the beginning of the exam paper, which he had taken before, dulled his senses. He was completely unaware that the later content was much more difficult than the earlier ones, and he calmly and skillfully wrote down the answers.
The homeroom teacher sat next to him and watched as he quickly finished writing the math for the second semester of second grade, the math for the first semester of third grade, and then moved on to the first semester of fourth grade.
head teacher:! ! !
The homeroom teacher subconsciously took a sip of water to calm himself down.
Ye Qingxi didn't realize until she wrote 345X78 that something was wrong. They were only in first grade and were still learning addition, subtraction, multiplication and division. How could they have jumped straight to multi-digit multiplication?
Is there something wrong with this exam paper?
Although their international school textbooks seem to be more difficult and faster-paced than those of public schools, have they really learned this part?
Ye Qingxi only remembered that the teacher had asked them to memorize the multiplication tables, but she didn't remember whether the homeroom teacher had mentioned them in class.
Wait a minute, Ye Qingxi suddenly realized that he had done all his homework. Although he had done it very quickly because it was simple and hadn't paid any attention, he vaguely remembered that he had never done multiplication of multi-digit numbers before.
this……
Once a person has doubts, everything becomes a problem.
Ye Qingxi stopped, pen in hand.
He began to try to recall the midterm exam papers he had taken before, and he was quite certain that there were no questions of this type on those papers.
Since that's the case, then he won't write anymore.
Ye Qingxi decided that he would not answer any questions that were not on the test paper.
Then he was surprised to find that none of the subsequent question types were on the test paper.
this? ? ?
Ye Qingxi didn't understand what was going on.
"Teacher, I've finished." Ye Qingxi turned and handed the test paper to her. "I don't know how to do the rest."
The homeroom teacher finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He had previously seen Ye Qingxi write about rounding and easily calculate two-digit multiplication using the commutative and associative laws of multiplication. He was almost stunned, as these were things that were only learned in the fourth grade!
How did he suddenly learn that?!
He's only five years old! Five years old!
How can a five-year-old child understand fourth-grade problems?!
The homeroom teacher must think they've discovered a genius.
Fortunately, Ye Qingxi stopped writing, saying he couldn't.
The homeroom teacher always thought the words "I can't" sounded so appealing.
Great, he finally didn't do it QAQ
However, he only didn't know some of the fourth-grade math; there were other parts he actually knew.
In particular, he almost never thinks when writing answers; he just writes as soon as he puts pen to paper, as if he were already very familiar with them.
Thinking about this, the homeroom teacher felt that he was still very smart, almost like a genius.
It would be a waste to keep such students in their class.
He could easily skip a grade and go to fourth grade. Even if he mastered the material for fifth and sixth grade during his fourth year, he could continue skipping grades and go to junior high school.
Those who work in education know best the importance of education in a country.
Therefore, given Ye Qingxi's situation, the homeroom teacher couldn't bear to delay, nor dared to delay, for fear of ruining Ye Qingxi's future and wasting his talent.
"It's alright," the homeroom teacher said gently. "You've already answered well."
Really? Ye Qingxi looked at her and felt that her behavior was a bit strange.
"Xiao Xi," the homeroom teacher said gently, her eyes full of affection, "don't you think what we're learning now is a bit too simple?"
Ye Qingxi: ...
How should I answer that?
Ye Qingxi said after some consideration, "It's alright."
"Have you ever considered that your current knowledge base already exceeds what I'm teaching?"
The homeroom teacher softened her tone, "Xiaoxi, would you like to skip a grade? Go straight to fourth grade and start school in fourth grade?"
Ye Qingxi: ? ? ? !!!
Ye Qingxi was dumbfounded!
Well, he said she was acting strangely. He said he didn't have the questions on his midterm exam. Turns out, these weren't first-grade questions at all, but fourth-grade questions!
Ye Qingxi finally understood why she had asked her to come here.
The idea that he wanted to see who was better, his or his friend's students, was all in his head; their homeroom teacher never said that!
Her real purpose was to find out his background, and now that she has, she wants him to skip a grade.
Ye Qingxi: ...
He said he couldn't be the bald guy in this crowd!
Ye Qingxi quickly shook her head, "I don't want to."
He never wanted to be ahead of his peers again in his entire life, not even for a moment!
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