Rebirth:I am super rich

Chen Ping was a bit stunned when he saw it. How could the development of this matter be different from what he thought before? It's totally different. However, he did not intend to participate, he decided to watch the side of the good.

Principal Chen came in and brought two final examination papers for the first half of the first semester of primary school. Principal Chen did it on purpose. He took out the final examination papers of the first half of the first semester of primary school. As far as he knows, a child of Chen Menger's age should not even hold a pen, let alone write. Let alone the title on this paper.

"Menger, come to Grandpa Chen." Principal Chen sat down on the stone bench with his pencil and examination paper, and then waved to Chen meng'er to come.

As soon as Chen meng'er looks at the things taken out by President Chen, she knows what kind of abacus President Chen has in mind. However, President Chen did not know that his little nine nine in his heart hit the trap set by Chen Menger.

This is what Chen Menger is waiting for. So Chen meng'er ran to President Chen's side,

"Menger, here, this is the examination paper for grade one of primary school. As long as you pass, grandfather Chen will let you go to school." Principal Chen pointed to the paper and said.

"Grandfather Chen, what you said is true, not to deceive Menger." Chen meng'er was afraid that principal Chen would go back on his promise, so he asked again.

"Of course it's true. Your grandfather Chen is not a liar. However, meng'er has to promise grandfather Chen that if he fails the exam. We dream of children will obediently wait until the age of seven can go to school, and then go to school, OK. And no crying. " Principal Chen pinched Chen Menger's small face and said.

Principal Chen really likes Chen Menger. He seldom meets children who are not afraid of him and are willing to be close to him. Even his grandson is afraid of his grandfather and dare not get close to him.

"Of course, Menger never cries." Chen Menger's words. Chen Ping nodded to one side. Chen meng'er really seldom cried. Except when she was a child, when she couldn't speak, when she wanted to express herself, she would shout a few words in her voice. Other times, do not cry, will only show you a sweet smile.

"Good. Our dreams are good. " The more President Chen sees Chen Menger, the more he likes her. If Chen Menger is not really too small, President Chen really wants to set a precedent and accept Chen Menger.

After Chen Menger took the pencil from principal Chen, she looked at the height of the stone bench and the stone table, and then at her small body. She turned her head and looked at her father helplessly. Chen Ping.

As soon as Chen Ping receives his daughter's look, he knows what she wants to do. He comes over and holds Chen meng'er to the stone bench. However, Chen meng'er is too small for her to sit on. She can only kneel on the stone bench.

When Chen Ping holds Chen Menger to the stone bench, he looks at the pencil in his daughter Chen Menger's hand and asks anxiously, "Menger, can you write?"

Chen Menger did not answer her father's words, but gave her father a mysterious smile.

Then she adjusted her posture to make her kneeling on the stone bench more comfortable. Holding the pencil, she lowered her head and began to do the paper.

When principal Chen saw Chen Menger's way of holding a pencil, he picked his eyebrows. If he was right, the posture of holding a pencil was very standard. It's even more standard than the posture of children who are just learning to write,

I don't know why. Looking at Chen Menger kneeling on a stone bench, holding a pencil, and looking down at the paper, headmaster Chen has a voice in his heart telling him that maybe he can look forward to a completely unexpected result.

Chen Menger's attention is focused on the papers on the stone table. It can be said that the questions on the two papers in front of her can be easily worked out with her eyes closed. But she overestimated her body.

After all, she is still a 3-year-old child, and her body has never held a pencil before, so to speak, this is her first time holding a pen. Her gesture of holding pen is right, but the strength of her hand and wrist is not well controlled.

Although she can hold a pencil to write words, but this writing out of the word, not to say no pen, but also crooked, ugly tight. However, fortunately, these words can be seen what words.

In this way, Chen mengran's writing speed is also very slow. She is almost a painting, slowly draw out. Fortunately, after Chen Menger adapted to it for a period of time, this situation has slightly improved.

While Chen mengran is struggling with the test paper and the pencil in her hand, principal Chen's eyes are blinking at Chen Menger. When I saw her write the first word, although it was only a very simple horizontal and vertical. But it surprised him a lot.

And when Chen Menger made a series of questions, President Chen couldn't be surprised. He looked at Chen Menger, who was serious about the topic, and then looked up at Chen Ping, who was drinking tea with his head down. His mouth opened again and again. Finally, he swallowed what he wanted to ask.

An hour and a half later, Chen meng'er puts down her pencil and shakes her sour wrist because of writing. Then she looked up and showed her two beautiful pear vortices with a smile, and said to principal Chen, "grandfather Chen, I've finished everything."

If it wasn't for Chen Menger's unfamiliar handwriting, she would have finished the two papers in half an hour.

"Ah, oh." Before, after reading Chen Menger's answer paper, Chen Menger pulled him back to his mind. Then he picked up Chen Menger's test paper and read it.

This tender handwriting, but clearly did not change the answer volume. It's very complicated for President Chen. What makes President Chen feel more complicated is that there is no mistake in the answer of the whole paper. He looked up at Chen meng'er and didn't say a word for a long time.

Until Chen Ping asked: "Uncle Chen, what's the matter? Is Menger not doing well. If it's not done well. "

Before Chen Ping finished his words, President Chen suddenly said, "well done."

"Ah." Chen Ping thought he had heard wrong.

"These two papers are very good. All right President Chen said finally, his voice was excited.