Jiang Mianmian instantly resigned herself upon hearing this, knowing how hard it had been to raise her IQ to such a level.
She still distributed the 30 intelligence points evenly across the five abilities.
Observation (200): 152
Imagination (200): 152
Average intelligence value: 152 (low-grade genius 150-160)
Remaining intelligence points: 19
Jiang Mianmian: "So there are levels even among geniuses!"
However, looking at her rapidly increasing intelligence sheet, she felt quite pleased.
A low-grade genius is still a genius!
As she was basking in self-adulation, the system suddenly popped up and said, "Host, since you have already completed the courses for the second half of eighth grade, don’t delay anymore. Why not just skip a grade and go directly to ninth grade?"
Since the college entrance examination had been reinstated, the junior high schools in her town, like those in the city, had changed from a two-year to a three-year system.
"No, I want a complete youth," Jiang Mianmian refused without a second thought, feeling that progressing steadily through her studies was good.
Besides, she mostly studied through the system, so skipping a grade wouldn’t make much difference to her.
The system had guessed she would say this and had prepared its argument: "Host, since you already know everything the teacher is covering, there’s no need to waste time. If you graduate from college earlier, you can start working on research into the carrier for the protective shield sooner."
Jiang Mianmian was immediately hit in a soft spot: "Okay, I’ll discuss it with my parents tomorrow over dinner."
The next morning at breakfast, Jiang Mianmian brought up the topic of skipping a grade, speaking to her parents, "Mom and Dad, I have finished all the courses for eighth grade. I want to skip to ninth grade."
"My goodness, my daughter is so amazing, already finished with eighth grade. You really are my child—a bright one," Jiang Changhai always took the opportunity to boast.
Su Wanyu was more realistic. She asked with concern, "Sweetie, won’t skipping another grade tire you out?"
"Not at all, Mom. Don’t worry, I find the current courses quite easy to handle," Jiang Mianmian confidently stated.
"Alright, sweetie, since you’re not struggling with your studies, both your father and I definitely support your decision."
Su Wanyu knew her daughter was intelligent and had strong learning abilities. As long as her grades didn’t drop and she wasn’t too tired, she wouldn’t interfere with her decisions.
"That’s right, sweetie, your mom’s right. You should make your own decisions about your studies. Do you need me to go to the school and talk to the teacher for you?" Jiang Changhai asked considerately.
"No need, Dad. I can talk to Teacher Qiu myself. Don’t worry," Jiang Mianmian reassured, patting her chest to show she was reliable.
"Alright, if you need anything, just tell me. I’m always ready to help," Jiang Changhai said, winking at his daughter.
"Come on, hurry up and eat or we’ll be late," Su Wanyu urged, seeing that it was almost time to leave for work.
After breakfast, Jiang Mianmian headed to school with Wang Li.
When the first class ended, Jiang Mianmian went straight to the teachers’ office.
Jiang Mianmian stood at the door and gently knocked twice before saying quietly, "Teacher Qiu, I need to speak with you."
Seeing Jiang Mianmian come in, Teacher Qiu warmly gestured her to enter: "Jiang Mianmian, come in. What’s up? Is there a problem with your studies?"
"No, Teacher, it’s this—I have completed all the courses for the second half of eighth grade, and I would like to skip to the ninth grade," Jiang Mianmian explained her intention.