At the age of ten, I was a professional prodigal and refused to accept it.

"This?" Reporter Yuan Yuan looked at Reporter Wang and the others.

She came here to hang out with reporter Wang in order to increase the flow of her news.

Who would have thought that he would be slapped in the face by Guo Xiaotian crazily and almost beaten by the angry crowd.

"That's right, my Chinese test was indeed very good, I disappointed you." Guo Xiaotian said: "But don't be discouraged, there is still math in the afternoon, maybe I will fail the test?"

All the people present looked at Reporter Wang angrily, as if they were about to beat him up.

Reporter Wang also had a stubborn attitude, and said, "You said it too, isn't this the only way to take the Chinese test? For the Chinese subject, you just need to recite it. If you have the ability, you can take the math test."

"Yes, yes, I will take the math test in the afternoon."

Mei Renxing cooperated with Reporter Wang, and the two sang together, which made Guo Xiaotian laugh angrily.

Let me take a math test?Slap me in the face with math?You are really trying to die.

I dug a hole for this group of people to jump in, did they really jump in?
Is this the level of disgusting people?And came over to interview him?
I wonder if Principal Yang Zhiping gave Guo Xiaotian science questions last time?

"Why don't you go back to school and study again, you won't even be able to see the hole I dug for you."

After saying this, Guo Xiaotian left.

Reporter Wang, Mei Renxing and others looked at Guo Xiaotian's leaving back, and were speechless for a while.

What did Guo Xiaotian say?Dig a hole for them to jump?Where is the pit?

When they saw Guo Xiaotian getting into the Rolls-Royce Phantom and smiling back at them, the unresponsive reporters finally understood.

Last time, Yang Zhiping, the principal of Nancheng No. [-] Middle School, gave Guo Xiaotian a science question.

He got full marks in science.

. . . . . .

noon.

Guo Xiaotian went home in his parents' car, ready to have lunch and rest.

"Son, go report to your grandma Wang that you are safe at noon. Your grandma Wang has been talking about your exam in the morning." Guo Jing said.

"Okay, I'll go right away." Guo Xiaotian remembered that Grandma Wang killed a chicken the day before his exam, and brought him a bowl of chicken.

Guo Xiaotian took some snacks from home and filled a bag full of them as a gift.

"I heard from your invigilator that your Chinese scores must be very good. You are really embarrassing our parents Guo again." Guo Jing said again.

Guo Xiaotian knew his temper of showing off, so he said casually: "Dad, you won't brag in front of my Grandma Wang again, right?"

Guo Xiaotian was famous before, and after earning 15 yuan, Guo Jing went out. After that, everyone in the village knew that Guo Xiaotian had made money, so they came to see him.

Grandma Wang didn't come that day, and she didn't show up until the day of my exam.

Guo Jing walked up to Guo Xiaotian and looked at the things in his hand.

"What is bragging? Isn't that the truth?"

"How can such a bag of snacks be enough for you? Go to the canteen and buy braised chicken feet. Your grandma loves them."

Guo Xiaotian took the 100 yuan and couldn't laugh or cry.

The 100 yuan stewed chicken feet, the old man can't finish it until the expiration date.

On the way to Grandma Wang's house next door after buying braised chicken feet, Guo Xiaotian met a few old people basking in the sun.

After greeting each other, Guo Xiaotian left.

"The kid from Guo Jing's family is really polite, and he will grow up to be amazing."

"I heard that he took the college entrance examination in the morning and did well."

"Yeah, who did you hear that from?"

"I heard from my niece. My niece said that although Guo Xiaotian handed in the papers ahead of time, many people have read his papers, and his papers are neatly written. This time, he may be the No. [-] student in liberal arts."

"What? A ten-year-old liberal arts champion? In ancient times, he was supposed to meet the emperor."

"Isn't that so?"

"Oh, it's amazing, there is another college student like Reporter Wang coming out of our village."

The reporter Wang they mentioned was Grandma Wang when she was young. She was a war correspondent working for a news agency. At that time, she was also the only female college student who went out of the whole village.

In this noon time, Guo Xiaotian's deeds spread throughout the village, and even tended to spread to other villages.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Guo Xiaotian woke up from his lunch break and was about to go to school, when a large group of people surrounded the door, including several reporters.

"Xiaotian, you're awake, let's take a look at you." The villager said with a smile on his face, "These are our local reporters, and they want to interview you."

"Xiaotian, talented people must be interviewed frequently, and we are also your strong backing."

"Xiaotian, I also heard about what happened in the morning. Those reporters are all scum among reporters. You don't need to pay attention to what they say, just be yourself. You are still young. You must seize every opportunity to remember and achieve success." yourself."

"Uncle Liu, what are you talking about? Now it's not popular for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years. If you ask me, Xiaotian would scold those people face to face and make them speechless."

Guo Xiaotian glanced at him unexpectedly.

He remembered this person, this was Grandma Wang's grandson, well, as expected of the reporter's grandson, his words were sharp.

"Student Xiaotian, I heard from your invigilator that your Chinese score in the morning will be very good. Do you agree with this statement?"

"I heard that your math test is also full marks, so do you have confidence in the math test in the afternoon?"

Several reporters extended their microphones to Guo Xiaotian.

The villagers present also looked at Guo Xiaotian expectantly.

"Mathematics test? I think I still have a perfect score. I like mathematics very much. I feel very familiar with those numbers." Guo Xiaotian faced the reporter's camera and was not polite.

"Affection?"

"Why do you like mathematics so much? Isn't mathematics boring?" a reporter asked.

Her words also attracted the approval of other reporter colleagues.

"I hated mathematics very much back then, so I studied liberal arts, went to the School of Communication, and became a reporter when I came out."

"I'm about the same. I barely pass the line in math."

The reporters all graduated from liberal arts back then, and when it came to science, they were the first and the second big.

Now when I hear Guo Xiaotian say that he likes mathematics because he doesn't need to memorize mathematics, he feels incredible.

"Mathematics is alright, actually it's not that boring to learn." Guo Xiaotian raised his face seriously: "And I think mathematics is easy to learn, because unlike Chinese, you need to memorize Chinese, but you don't need mathematics."

???

Several reporters were messed up in the wind.

If you don't like Chinese, how can you do well in Chinese?

If you like mathematics, how do you score in mathematics?No. [-] in the province?

Guo Xiaotian, you're just a ten-year-old kid, can you stop pretending?

Taking advantage of the stunned efforts of the reporters, Guo Xiaotian got into the car extremely quickly.

"If you say that a child prodigy is a child prodigy, he even likes boring mathematics." The villagers praised.

"I hated mathematics back then. Looking at those numbers is like reading a bible."

"It's the same, I also hate mathematics very much, I hope Guo Xiaotian can get a good grade in the exam."