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On the other hand, Zhou Hui wanted to know Shen Mingzhu's secrets in teaching children.

If possible, who wouldn't want to raise their child to be as outstanding as Pei Ziheng?
……

"I heard that your Ziheng is preparing to take the junior high school entrance examination. You don't know how envious my Dafa is. If I have to learn from you, just teach me, otherwise I won't be able to do my job when I go back."

Zhou Hui used a joking tone, but her meaning was somewhat tough.

Shen Mingzhu was also unambiguous. She took out a pen and paper and drew up a study plan for Zhou Hui on the spot.

"Usually, Ziheng arranges his studies according to the time on this table. In addition, Ziheng also likes to listen to English radio stations. He listens to them almost every day. When he has nothing to do, he plays chess, Rubik's Cube, and reads some classics. that's it."

Zhou Hui looked at the contents on the schedule and couldn't help but admire Shen Mingzhu.

Everything is written in great detail, from what time you get up in the morning, how long it takes to wash and have breakfast, to your study arrangements after returning home from school in the afternoon, what time you go to bed at night, and what you do on Saturdays and Sundays.

It can be seen from this schedule that Shen Mingzhu is really interested in Pei Ziheng, his stepson.

However, Zhou Hui never dreamed that this schedule was just written by Shen Mingzhu casually.

Shen Mingzhu had never worried about Pei Ziheng's studies.

Pei Ziheng's excellence is purely due to self-discipline and talent.

But if she told Zhou Hui the truth, instead of believing her, Zhou Hui would think that she was hiding something and was unwilling to share her experience.

Although the schedule was written casually, the content was not written randomly, but the time was rationally arranged and planned based on the learning experience of later generations.

As long as your IQ is not too poor, according to this table, your academic performance will not be too bad.

……

After returning home, Zhou Hui posted the schedule on the wall of her daughter's bedroom and asked her daughter to study strictly according to the time on the schedule.

As for Zhao Yun, Zhou Hui also copied a copy of the schedule and showed it to Zhao Yun in front of Zhao Dafa.

"Xiaoyun, this is Ziheng's study schedule. Take a look at it and arrange your studies according to the time on it."

Zhao Yun took the form, looked at it, and threw it aside.

"I have Ziheng helping me with my studies, so you don't have to worry about it."

Zhou Hui looked at Zhao Dafa helplessly.

Zhao Dafa nodded towards Zhou Hui and signaled her to leave it alone in the future.

Zhou Hui is helpless on the surface, but she has exactly what she wants in her heart.

Her stepson is naughty and unruly and always confronts her, so she doesn't want to worry about him.

After dinner, Zhao Yun took his schoolbag and went to Pei's house for tutoring.

In order to make it easier for the two brothers to study, Shen Mingzhu took the time to decorate the study room.

Entering the door is a sofa seating area. The wall opposite the sofa is equipped with bookshelves and bookcases. On the side near the window is a large desk three meters long and one meter wide. There are three chairs on each side of the desk, enough to accommodate six Children learn at the same time.

"Ziheng, this is the schedule my stepmother took from your house, saying it was for your study."

As soon as he sat down, Zhao Yun showed Pei Ziheng the schedule Zhou Hui gave him.

He and Pei Ziheng were inseparable, and he knew better than Zhou Hui what Pei Ziheng did every day.

It cannot be said that it is exactly the same as on the schedule, it is simply irrelevant.

"I didn't expect Aunt Mingzhu to lie to others."

Hearing what Zhao Yun said, Pei Ziheng raised his head, his dark eyes calm, "Who said my mother lied?"

Zhao Yun curled his lips, "You're not lying. You never study at home."

Pei Ziheng had already finished studying the elementary school textbooks by himself, and he was studying other things by himself every day during class at school.

When he gets home from school and on Saturdays and Sundays, except for the homework that must be completed, he almost always plays with Xiao Guoguo.

"This is my study schedule, which my mother arranged for me." After speaking, Pei Ziheng carefully put the schedule into his schoolbag.

In this way, my mother is not lying.

Zhao Yun didn't care: "Just say yes."

……

In a blink of an eye, it’s time for the primary school entrance examination.

The exam took place in Fengcheng Primary School. As the youngest candidate in this year's primary school to junior high school exam, Pei Ziheng's every word and deed attracted much attention.

Even newspapers conducted interviews with Pei Ziheng.

Considering that Pei Ziheng was too young and was afraid of affecting his performance, the reporter very considerately arranged the interview after the exam.

"Student Pei Ziheng, don't be nervous. We are just going to ask you a few questions and you just need to answer them truthfully."

Before the formal interview, the reporter calmed down Pei Ziheng's emotions in a gentle manner.

Pei Ziheng blinked his dark innocent eyes, and his tone was crisp, revealing an innocence and childishness that adults couldn't refuse.

"Uncle reporter, I'm hungry. Can we go get some snacks?"

"Okay, whatever you want to eat, uncle will treat you."

Pei Ziheng smiled slightly and said, "Follow me."

The reporter followed Pei Ziheng into Mingzhu Restaurant.

Although the pastries at Mingzhu Restaurant are not cheap, the reporter still generously let Pei Ziheng choose what he likes.

Pei Ziheng was not polite as expected. Flower cakes, snowflake cakes, wine-filled chocolates, egg yolk cakes, and various candies all cost a pound.

The reporter's face turned pale on the spot.

The price of these things is worth half of his salary.

However, what Pei Ziheng said next made the reporter feel relieved.

"Uncle, I forgot to tell you that Mingzhu Restaurant is owned by my mother. I don't have to pay for food."

……

Pei Ziheng answered all the reporters' questions, but at the end of each paragraph he would refer to Shen Mingzhu's company products without leaving any trace.

"My favorite snacks are spicy strips and dried tofu made by my mother."

“I don’t like sweets very much, but I really like the flower cakes made by my mother because they are rich and not greasy.”

"Study well because you have a good body. You often eat snowflake cakes. Snowflake cakes are not only high in protein, but also contain various nuts. Nuts promote growth and development and improve memory. But there is one thing. People who are allergic to nuts and lactose intolerant Crowds can’t eat snowflake crisps.”

"The person I admire the most is my mother. She started Good Food from scratch, established the Mingzhu brand and Mingzhu Restaurant, and helped many housewives find jobs. No matter how busy she is at work, she will never neglect my sister and me. My mother loves us very much. Love mom too.”

Near the end of the interview, when the reporter asked Pei Ziheng if he was willing to share his learning methods, Pei Ziheng agreed without hesitation and took out the study plan written by Shen Mingzhu.

"This study schedule was tailor-made for me by my mother, but I will soon be entering junior high school. Going to junior high school means I am an older child. I will be strict with myself in the future and will not let my mother worry about me anymore."

The reporter looked at the delicate and beautiful young man in front of him. He was obviously still childish at his age, but he showed a level of understanding and consideration that even adults would be ashamed of.

What a wise mother she must be to be able to raise such a good son.

At the end of the interview, Pei Ziheng packed up all the leftover cakes and asked the reporter to take them home.

The reason also made the reporter unable to refuse, "My mother is afraid of my tooth decay and doesn't let me eat too many sweets. Uncle reporter, please keep it a secret for me."

Cannibals are soft and short.

That night, when the reporter was writing a press release at home, he also praised Shen Mingzhu and the wonderful food factory founded by Shen Mingzhu. (End of chapter)