The fake daughter is also trying to exploit system loopholes today

Seeing that the head teacher was silent, Ye Jiamu threw down the chalk and stretched himself: "Teacher, I have solved all the questions you asked. Can I sleep during class from now on?"

Although the head teacher was unwilling, he had no choice. He had already promised Ye Jiamu in front of the whole class. In order to maintain his dignity as a teacher, he could not go back on his word.

Moreover, with Ye Jiamu's current amount of knowledge, he really couldn't learn anything in class.

The head teacher sighed softly, "Ye Jiamu, from now on in my Chinese class, you can do whatever you want as long as you don't disturb other students' studies."

"However," the head teacher paused, "for other classes, unless you can prove that you have mastered all the knowledge points of that class, you still have to attend the class normally."

Ye Jiamu didn't care and shrugged, "That's easy. After class, I'll go find the teachers of other classes and ask them to give me a few more questions like you did. I'll just test them."

Seeing Ye Jiamu's confident look, the head teacher knew that he could easily pass the tests of other teachers. Unable to suppress his curiosity, he turned around and asked.

"Ye Jiamu, you are so smart. You have already mastered all the knowledge in elementary school. Why don't you skip a grade? Why don't you just go to junior high school instead of wasting time in elementary school?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Jiamu looked at his head teacher with an expression as if he was looking at a fool.

"Teacher, childhood only comes once, but knowledge is endless. Why don't I enjoy my childhood and have fun with my peers? Why do I have to skip a grade and become classmates with a bunch of uncles and aunts who are much older than me?"

Skipping levels can avoid wasting talent.

Skipping a grade can change your destiny and provide you with a better learning environment

Skip a grade to better utilize your IQ and contribute to the development of science...

A lot of benefits of skipping grades suddenly emerged in the head teacher's mind. With a serious face, he was about to persuade Yi Ye Jiamu earnestly and not want him to waste his talent when Su Xiaomeng suddenly stood up.

"Well said! Ye Jiamu, I wish I had met you earlier, so that we could have persuaded my brothers not to skip grades. After they skipped grades, they looked miserable every day, just like you said, and were not happy at all."

Su Xiaomeng counted on her fingers: "My eldest brother skipped five grades, my second brother skipped seven grades, my third brother seemed to have skipped directly to university, and I forgot about my fourth brother, he didn't seem to have skipped a grade, but was directly admitted because of his sports ability."

"The fifth brother is the most amazing among them. He didn't even go to school for a day, but was directly accepted as a closed disciple by a white-haired, very powerful-looking old grandfather. He became classmates with a bunch of uncles and aunts who are about the same age as my parents."

"I don't know much about the other brothers, but I remember the fifth brother very clearly. Every time I went to play with him, he was studying, playing hopscotch, skipping rubber bands, kicking shuttlecocks, and throwing sandbags. He didn't know how to play any of the games we usually played."

"Although Fifth Brother always says that he likes to study and is very happy, every time I force him to go out to play, he smiles very happily. Normally, when he sees children playing on the roadside, his eyes are full of envy."

"So," Su Xiaomeng raised her head and looked at the head teacher with sparkling eyes, "Teacher, please stop asking why Ye Jiamu didn't skip a grade."

"I once heard my eldest brother say something that seemed to say that many people spend their entire lives making up for the regrets of their childhood. If Ye Jiamu really skipped a grade, he would be like my brother and the others, and would have no childhood at all."

Su Xiaomeng's words were disorganized and confusing, but the shock they brought to the head teacher was far more severe than Ye Jiamu's perfect answer just now.

The head teacher then realized that the benefits of skipping grades that he had just thought of were completely vulnerable in the face of what Su Xiaomeng had just said.

Ye Jiamu is indeed very smart, but he is only seven years old. No matter how high-sounding the reasons are, they should not put the fate of the country and the responsibility of scientific development on a child!

Hearing Su Xiaomeng mention that many people spend their entire lives making up for childhood regrets, the head teacher couldn't help but think of his own childhood, and the Ultraman doll that was torn into pieces by his father in the name of playing with toys.

After he became an adult, the class teacher bought himself many Ultraman dolls and piled them up at home. However, no matter how many new Ultraman dolls he bought, they could never fill the hole in his heart.

People will eventually be troubled for the rest of their lives by the things they could not obtain when they were young.

When the head teacher thought about the fact that he actually wanted to completely erase a child's childhood, he couldn't help but slap himself hard in his heart.

"Xiao Meng, you are right. It is the teacher who is wrong. Ye Jiamu, you are still young, so you should enjoy your childhood. As for other things, we adults will take care of them. You can go back to sleep now."

The head teacher took a deep breath and calmed himself down. "Other students, take out your textbooks and turn to page 62. Today we are going to learn an ancient poem, a five-character quatrain "Staying Overnight at a Mountain Temple" written by Li Bai, a poet from the Tang Dynasty."

"First, I'll take the lead and let's all read the whole poem together, The Dangerous Building is a Hundred Feet High."

"The dangerous building is a hundred feet high..."

Because too much time was wasted on giving Ye Jiamu questions earlier, the bell rang before I finished teaching this ancient poem.

Too many things happened in class today, and the head teacher didn't want to keep the class after a while. He just asked the students to memorize the poem and check it tomorrow, then quickly left the classroom with the lesson plan.

As the teacher left, the whole classroom suddenly became lively. Just as Su Xiaomeng had guessed before, a large group of people surrounded Ye Jiamu, who had just been in the spotlight, and asked questions one after another, chattering non-stop.

Su Xiaomeng raised her head and looked at her classmates who were generally a head taller than her. She then looked down at her own small body and decisively gave up the idea of ​​squeezing in.

Just when Su Xiaomeng was considering whether to wait until lunch time to find Ye Jiamu to do the task, Ye Jiamu suddenly stood up, pushed through the crowd, strode out, walked straight to Su Xiaomeng, and asked with a smile.

"Student, if you hadn't stood up just now, the head teacher would never have let it go so easily. He would have nagged me for a long time, just like my previous teacher, and then called my parents over to nag me together."

"Thank you so much, what's your name? Can we be friends?"

"Of course!" Su Xiaomeng was just worrying about how to get close to Ye Jiamu. Unexpectedly, someone gave her a pillow just as she dozed off. "My name is Su Xiaomeng, you can call me Mengmeng. We'll be friends from now on."

When Ye Jiamu heard Su Xiaomeng's name, he was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that the person who just helped him out was his legendary fiancée.

However, Ye Jiamu quickly realized that since Su Xiaomeng didn't mention it, she either didn't know or didn't take it to heart.

It was rare to meet a partner with the same idea as her. Ye Jiamu didn't want this matter to affect their relationship, so he didn't take the initiative to point it out, but just followed her words.

"Mengmeng, since we are friends now, you don't have to call me by my full name anymore. Just call me Jiamu. If someone bullies you in the future, you can ask me for help."

"No one bullies me," Su Xiaomeng said halfway when Qiqi suddenly jumped out holding a system light screen that only she could see and shook it vigorously in front of her.

[Task requirements: Cry in front of Ye Jiamu and say that Su Yu bullies you every day. You must give at least three examples of her bullying you.]

Su Xiaomeng immediately changed the subject, covered her eyes with her hands, and cried twice in a very exaggerated manner: "Wow, Jiamu, can you really help me? My sister is so bad, she bullies me every day..."