The doll is soft and delicate, and her skills are at the top of the 70 exam

Jiang Mengmeng raised her little head, looked at her father pitifully, and said in a low voice, "Mengmeng said it last night, and my father even pulled the quilt and promised Mengmeng."

The little milk voice listened carefully and was a little aggrieved.

Jiang Aiguo: ...

That's right, very straight-forward.

It seems that (╯▽╰) is like this.

"So, you didn't talk in your sleep last night?" Jiang Aiguo looked at his daughter and muttered.

Can fairies talk in their dreams?

No, of course it is impossible!

Jiang Mengmeng puffed her cheeks, stared at her round eyes and complained, "Mengmeng can't talk in sleep. Dad can not only talk in sleep, but also snore."

Jiang Aiguo bared his teeth, and licked half of Jiang Mengmeng's head, "Hey, your dad and I didn't dislike you for grinding your baby teeth and making noise, but you are so heartless that you despised your dad and me first, hey, dad today My son despises you too, hum."

Jiang Mengmeng was dumbfounded, covered her mouth, rolled her eyes, and turned her head in disbelief to ask her mother.

No way?No way?Mengmeng really doesn't have teeth grinding, does she?

Yawning Baimei: ...

Why don't you just grind your teeth?Is it normal for children not to grind their teeth?

"That's enough for you father and daughter. Now, I want to know whether you father and daughter are here to sign up, or are you here to sign up? Aha... huh~"

Wen Huaming with a straight face: ...So, you all said what I said, what should I say?

Wen Huaming looked at the family in front of him, his head hurt, but in line with the teacher's responsibility, Wen Huaming coughed lightly, and said, "Mr. Jiang Mengmeng, because of your age and because you have never been to school before, the teacher recommends that you Enrollment begins in first grade."

So don't worry about it, sign up for the class now, shall we?

Can Jiang Mengmeng be obedient?

Can?

Of course not!

Jiang Mengmeng had her own opinion. She blinked her big eyes, clasped her fingers, and said in a sweet voice, "Mengmeng has finished studying the books for first grade, second grade, third grade, and fourth grade. Mengmeng just wants to learn more." I want to go to fifth grade, why doesn’t the teacher let Mengmeng go to fifth grade?”

why why?Why else?

Of course I don't believe you.

Wen Huaming met Jiang Mengmeng's big clear and bright eyes, and his heart began to waver. Could it be that the little doll in front of him has really entered the fifth grade?

No, it's impossible. Jiang Mengmeng looks like she's only five years old. Even if her parents are educated youths who teach her how to read and write in their free time, how can a five-year-old child go to fifth grade?

Anyway, Wen Huaming didn't believe it from the bottom of his heart.

Wen Huaming glanced at Jiang Mengmeng in disbelief, then raised his head to look at Jiang Aiguo and Bai Mei, who were idle and lazy, and asked aloud, "Do you agree that the child will go to fifth grade?"

Jiang Aiguo and Baimei nodded together without thinking, "I agree."

Their daughter is very smart, isn't she in the fifth grade?Take it easy~

Jiang Aiguo and Baimei are obsessed with their daughters.

Cough, even if their daughter is talking big and bragging, at worst, she tried and failed, and he and the child's mother can help to say something nice and then change it. Anyway, let's go to fifth grade first.

Well, my daughter's affairs are up to her own.

Jiang Aiguo felt that his idea was really smart.

Wen Huaming hesitated to speak, and couldn't say anything. Looking at the two unreliable couples, suppressing his irritability, he asked again earnestly, "So, you really taught Jiang Mengmeng how to read, and even finished teaching the fourth grade, right? ?”

"Yes!"

"no!"

Jiang Aiguo and Bai Mei said in unison.

In the front is Bai Mei and in the back is Jiang Aiguo.

Wen Huaming: ...So is it or not?

Seemingly aware of Wen Huaming's emotions, the couple looked at each other.

"no!"

"Yes!"

The first one is Baimei, and the second one is Jiang Aiguo.

Wen Huaming took a deep breath, he can't be angry, he can't be angry, isn't he just a pair of bad parents?

He can, he must be able to.

Baimei glared at the child's father angrily. This disgusting man has no tacit understanding at all. Can't understand her winking?

Jiang Aiguo touched his nose embarrassingly, not to mention seeing it with winks, but he didn't understand it.

Jiang Aiguo smiled sheepishly at Wen Huaming, "Teacher Wen, we were just joking. Mengmeng's mother and I are both in high school, and we teach Mengmeng to read every year when we have nothing to do."

Wen Huaming: ...Why does it sound so strange to hear this?You teach every year. Is it possible that you started teaching the child as soon as it was born?And teach children the knowledge of the first grade at the age of one?

Teaching one level a year, you guys are really amazing.

Wen Huaming was full of questions. He looked at Jiang Aiguo and wanted to ask, but he didn't dare to ask.

Jiang Aiguo raised his chest solemnly, like Mr. Wen, if you have any questions, just ask, and I promise to answer all questions.

The more Wen Huaming looked at it, the worse he became. He promised that if he dared to ask, this miserable couple would dare to speak.

What to say, anyway, thunder killed him.

Just, it’s very unscientific.

Obviously they are all people who have read books, but they seem to be more obsessed than the superstitious people in the team?

Jiang Mengmeng tilted her head, carefully watching the facial expressions of her parents and teacher, um, it's really interesting, like juggling.

Wen Huaming couldn't explain it all, so he didn't talk nonsense, looked at Jiang Mengmeng, took out the fifth grade graduate examination paper from the drawer and handed it to Jiang Mengmeng, and persuaded again, "The fifth grade is not easy, since you want to If you are in the fifth grade, just do these few papers." You know the difficulties and quit, right?

Jiang Mengmeng blinked, stretched out her chubby hand to catch it, and asked Wen Huaming curiously, "Teacher, do you have to get a full score in the exam to enter the fifth grade?"

Mengmeng doesn't know how to retreat in the face of difficulties.

Although Wen Huaming didn't agree with Jiang Mengmeng's skipping a grade, he still answered patiently, "Just pass the exam, you don't need full marks."

In the first half of the year, the fifth grade didn't have a single student who got a full score in the exam. Just a five-year-old child who can get a full score in the exam?Just kidding you.

Anyway, Wen Huaming didn't have much hope.

Jiang Mengmeng was so happy, she bounced around to find a stool, climbed up, squinted her eyes into a line, squeezed her chubby little faces together, and began to write furiously.

Oops, I don't know how to write the three-year brush calligraphy that Mengmeng just signed, so I can just try it.

It is impossible to finish writing the paper overnight. Jiang Aiguo didn't want to wait, and Baimei didn't want to accompany him. The couple looked at each other, and they had a tacit understanding at the moment, showing the same smile.

Baimei took out three yuan from her pocket, "Mr. Wen, here is the tuition fee. I have something to do with Mengmeng's dad. The teacher will depend on your child's grade. Don't worry about it. Let's go first."

Wen Huaming: ...