Chapter 900 (Extra Story) Skip Level

Zhou Ling walked over slowly, his eyes glanced at Mama Lin deeply.

"What happened?" Teacher Gao couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat when he saw the battle.

"Father, I had a little friction with my classmate yesterday, but it's all right. My classmate has brought her parents to apologize to me." Murong Wanshi didn't want to embarrass Lin Weiwei.

After all, her father had already humbled her.

"Really?" Murong Yao was very protective of Wan Shi, he glanced at the two adults in front of him, and looked away, only to find that his daughter's pen was broken.

"How?"

Murong Wanshi smiled, and stuck out her tongue mischievously, "I accidentally threw it out yesterday, Dad, can you still fix it?"

"Okay, give it to Dad. After repairing it, Dad will send it to you." Murong Yao gently rubbed his daughter's little head.

"it is good!"

Hearing Murong Wanshi's words, Lin's mother felt a little ashamed, and Lin's father liked the little girl more and more in her heart. After the children entered the classroom, Lin's father took the initiative to walk up to Murong Yao.

"Mr. Murong, hello!" He held out his hand.

Murong Yao glanced at him and shook hands with him.

"I'm Weiwei's father Lin Yaosheng." Father Lin said with a smile.

"Hello, Murong Yao."

Mother Lin shouted in horror, "Minister of Foreign Affairs?"

Her sister-in-law works in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, so naturally she heard the name of the Minister of Foreign Affairs.

"En." Murong Yao nodded lightly, with a cold expression.

"Ling Qianjin's eloquence is very good. I think it's because of her parents who taught her well. I admire her." Lin Yaosheng said sincerely.

Zhou Ling glanced at them, "Talk first."

They came today to go through the admission formalities for Murong Mo Ting.

In the past two days in the kindergarten, the kindergarten teacher said that Mo Ting knew everything in the kindergarten and didn't need to learn at all.

After returning home, the couple also took the Kaomoting exam. If not, he knew everything, and the pinyin was not a problem at all.

After asking for a while, the couple realized that it was Wanshi who taught him a little bit. Mo Ting was very smart, and he could remember it after learning it twice. That's it, the couple planned to let him come to school directly and compete with Wanshi for a class. .
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Later, when Wanshi knew that there was such a thing as skipping a grade, she almost regretted it.

Obviously she knew everything back then, but she still gritted her teeth and studied for more than two years before entering the first grade, and now she is in the same class as her younger brother who is more than two years younger than her! !

Too shameful!

But even though she thinks so, Wanshi still takes care of her younger brother dutifully, going to school and doing homework together.

But Mo Ting was too young and couldn't hold the pen very steadily, so sometimes he didn't have to write the homework left by the teacher. He didn't start doing homework until he was four years old and in the second grade.

"Brother, can you write this question?"

In the villa, there is a big desk in the room of the two children for the siblings to read and write.

The siblings sat facing each other, Wan Shi frowned and looked at a question on the paper, Mo Ting poked his head out to look at it.

"I'm also doing this question." Mo Ting was also stuck here.

At this time, there was a sound of opening the door downstairs.

"Wan Shi, Mo Ting?" It was Murong Yao.

"Father!" Wanshi shouted excitedly.

Murong Yao stood in the entrance and changed his shoes, "Well, Dad is here."

"My sister and I don't know how to solve a problem, can you teach us?" Mo Ting walked to the handrail of the stairs and looked at Murong Yao who just got off work.

Seeing his son's small appearance, Murong Yao felt warm in his heart, and smiled softly: "Okay, Dad will come right away."

(End of this chapter)

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