"Teacher, this is my third uncle, he’s here to register my eldest and second brothers for school and pay their tuition." Jiang Mianmian introduced to the teacher in charge of the new first-year students.
"Oh, hello." The first-year teacher politely nodded to Jiang Changtao.
"Teacher, hello, my two sons were accepted into our school this year, one is named Jiang Zhiwen, the other is Jiang Zhiwu." Jiang Changtao said somewhat awkwardly.
The first-year teacher took the roll call in her hand and carefully looked for the names he mentioned.
When the headteacher of Class One in the third year saw Jiang Mianmian, she immediately came over with a smile on her face and said, "Jiang Mianmian student, I am the headteacher of Class One in the third year. The principal has decided to place you in our class, and I hope we can get along well in the coming year. If you have any issues with your studies or life, you can come and find me at any time."
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She had gone to great lengths to get this Little Genius into her class, almost as if she had laid down a military order, before she managed to convince the principal to fight for her transfer.
Jiang Mianmian smiled and nodded obediently, "Thank you, teacher, I certainly will."
Next to her, Jiang Changtao, who was registering his sons, stared at the third-year teacher’s enthusiastic attitude towards Jiang Mianmian, completely astonished.
My goodness, Mianmian’s teacher was so warm and friendly towards her, not at all like the way teachers usually treat students, but like how people in their village would treat the team leader!
Tsk tsk, how impressive must Mianmian’s studies be for her to be so popular.
He felt that the teacher acted as if having Mianmian in her class was an honor of great importance, which seemed a bit exaggerated!
It seemed that he had underestimated his niece before.
If only his sons could be half as good as Mianmian in their studies, he would be content.
However, as the uncle of the Little Prodigy, he felt very proud; after all, it was his family that had raised this Little Genius.
So, in an instant, he stood taller, his back straight and his heart inexplicably filled with much more confidence.
After paying the tuition, the uncle and niece left the classroom, and Jiang Changtao sent his two sons to the first and second classes of the first year before heading straight back to the village.
There was a lot of activity in the village recently, and having been away for a day, he could not afford to waste more time.
Jiang Changtao, tall with long legs, walked quickly, and in less than an hour, he was back in Stone Bridge Village.
He knew that at this time, the villagers would all be busy working in the fields, so he didn’t go home and went straight there.
Zhang Guihua saw him return and immediately asked with concern, "Laosan, how did it go? Did you send Zhiwen and Zhiwu to school?"
"Mom, don’t worry, Mianmian led me to the school this morning, and we’ve paid all the fees."
After finishing his sentence, Jiang Changtao’s voice and expression suddenly beamed with joy, "Mom, you have no idea, Mianmian is so amazing at school. That third-year teacher, her face bloomed with a smile the moment she saw Mianmian, and her attitude was incredibly warm and fond. Our Mianmian truly deserves to be called the Little Prodigy, she’s treated like a treasure by the teachers at school."
"Oh my, my granddaughter is indeed extraordinary; with her being so good at her studies, it’s only right for the teachers to like her," Zhang Guihua said, clapping her hands with joy after hearing what Laosan had shared.
Villagers nearby who were working in the field also gathered around and contributed to the conversation, "I told you there’s no mistake with Mianmian, the kid’s got a bright future. Not just the teachers like her, even the school principal is fond of her. I heard from my relative who teaches at the commune primary school that the principal there often talks about Mianmian when he has nothing else to do."