Free Web NovelChapter 200: Chapter 200: Still Friends
Yu Zhengqing’s enthusiasm for helping others was largely thanks to his mother’s influence. Mrs. Yu was a kindhearted person herself and fully supported her son’s passionate nature.
Su Li wasn’t the first person Yu Zhengqing had helped, nor would she be the last, but their connection was the deepest.
Mrs. Yu felt for Su Li’s situation and was very supportive of her son.
When Mrs. Yu later found out that her son, who was two years Su Li’s senior, had called her "Big Sis," she gave him no end of grief for it. After that, Yu Zhengqing never dared to casually call anyone "Big Sis" or "Aunty" again, terrified of making a mistake.
A smile filled Su Li’s eyes as she recalled these old memories.
Seeing Su Li’s happy smile, Yu Zhengqing completely relaxed.
"Are you heading out now?"
"Yeah, I have to run some errands," Su Li nodded.
Yu Zhengqing nodded. "Okay, then I won’t keep you. You should get going."
"Okay, I’m just going to take the food you gave me back home first."
Su Li said goodbye to Yu Zhengqing and took the food home.
When she got home, she opened the containers. The food was just as skillfully prepared as she remembered.
Cold appetizers, chilled congee, pastries, and fruit—all perfect for summer and required no heating.
Su Li’s mouth watered the moment she opened the containers. She couldn’t resist sneaking a few bites for breakfast before contentedly putting the rest away and heading out again.
But when she got downstairs, she was surprised to find Yu Zhengqing still there.
Seeing Su Li’s questioning look, Yu Zhengqing scratched his head. "I forgot to ask earlier, is that man from yesterday okay? His injury?"
"He’s fine. It’s all bandaged up now. You don’t need to worry about it," Su Li said immediately.
Yu Zhengqing scratched his head again. "That’s good. He... they..."
He was really curious, but he didn’t know how to ask.
He had a vague memory of Tang Yuanxiao, having seen him the last time he met Su Li. But it was his first time seeing Wu Sheng.
And that first meeting had left a deep impression.
Su Li knew what Yu Zhengqing was curious about. She paused for a moment before answering.
"I know what you’re curious about, but I’ll tell you later when I get the chance."
Yu Zhengqing nodded, replying frankly, "Okay. When we know each other better."
Su Li nodded firmly. "Yeah."
Yu Zhengqing let out a long breath and smiled. "Su Li, it’s an honor to know you."
Su Li paused, then nodded with sudden seriousness. "It certainly is your honor. You must have saved the planet in your past life."
Yu Zhengqing burst out laughing. "Saved the planet? That’s the first time I’ve heard that one."
"That’s nothing! Some people are said to have saved the entire galaxy!" Su Li raised an eyebrow.
"Saving the galaxy, saving the planet... That’s an interesting way to put it." Yu Zhengqing laughed heartily.
He had arrived with a heavy heart, but as he said his goodbyes, Yu Zhengqing was all smiles, feeling completely relieved.
The two said their goodbyes once more.
「At the same time, Tang Yuanxiao was at Little Tang Mo’s school.」
It was Teacher’s Day. A special program was scheduled for the afternoon, but in the morning, the school arranged some simple games to let the students relax, like using chopsticks to pick peas out of water.
The games were simple, but everyone was enjoying themselves immensely.
Except for Little Tang Mo.
Because Little Tang Mo was a bit worried about his father, he wasn’t in the mood to get fully involved.
He just stood outside the office, waiting for Tang Yuanxiao.
Tang Yuanxiao had originally planned to discuss Little Tang Mo’s wish to skip a grade after Teacher’s Day. However, when he dropped his son off at school, he saw the principal and the homeroom teacher chatting idly in the office, so he decided to bring it up then and there.
"...So that’s the situation. Even though he only attended for one semester back in our hometown, this is technically his second time in first grade. He talked to me about it when we came back, and after testing him myself, I think, if it’s possible, I’d like for Momo to skip a grade."
The principal and the homeroom teacher looked at each other for a moment before nodding.
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"Yes." Tang Yuanxiao nodded.
"Alright then. We’ll give him a test. If he’s really as advanced as you say, I’ll approve him skipping a grade and place him in a more suitable class."
The principal made the final decision.
The elementary school’s student body was neither large nor small. There were high-achieving students and those who struggled.
But in all his time as principal, he had never encountered a student who needed to skip a grade because they were learning too quickly.
A six-year-old child who had supposedly mastered all of first- and even second-grade material, and was nearly done with third grade...
No matter how you looked at it, it sounded like a miracle, like he was a genius.
A true child prodigy was a rare find.
’If he really is a child prodigy,’ the principal thought, ’this will be the best Teacher’s Day gift I could possibly receive.’
The principal made his decision and immediately called over the second- and third-grade teachers. He had them bring blank copies of last semester’s final exams for Little Tang Mo to take.
"Start with the first-grade test, then the second-grade one."
Tang Yuanxiao nodded. "Okay."
The principal said a few words to Little Tang Mo, then closed the office door, eager for the boy to start the test.
It didn’t take Little Tang Mo long to finish the first-grade test.
He rested his small hands and looked out the window, waiting for the second-grade test.
The homeroom teacher graded the first-grade test first.
"Principal, it’s a perfect score."
"Good. Bring on the second-grade test."
Back then, tests were just a single sheet and relatively simple. An hour later, Little Tang Mo had finished, and the teacher had already graded it.
"Another perfect score!"
The principal’s eyes were shining. "Third grade!"
Little Tang Mo took a short break and continued. An hour later, the results were in.
It wasn’t a perfect score, but he still got close to ninety percent.
The principal and teachers, who had worked over half an hour past their lunch break, were so excited they completely forgot about the overtime.
"He has to skip, definitely skip." The principal grabbed Tang Yuanxiao’s hand. "Congratulations, Captain Tang! Tang Mo is something else!"
The principal gave a thumbs-up. "A little genius."
After some discussion, they decided to let Little Tang Mo skip to the third grade.
The plan was for Little Tang Mo to solidify his third-grade knowledge, and once he’d mastered that, he could move on to other subjects.
Little Tang Mo was still very young, so simply skipping grades based on textbook knowledge wasn’t ideal. His advancement needed to be handled appropriately to ensure well-rounded growth and learning.
It took the entire morning and a lunch break, but the matter of Little Tang Mo skipping grades was settled.
Starting tomorrow, Little Tang Mo would officially be attending third-grade classes.
The new third-grade homeroom teacher’s eyes lit up when he learned he would be getting a student like Little Tang Mo.
"Don’t you worry," the teacher said, preempting Tang Yuanxiao. "We’ll develop a personalized learning plan tailored to Tang Mo’s needs."
Tang Yuanxiao’s gloomy face finally brightened a little, and a genuine smile appeared.
"Thank you. I’m truly grateful."
"No need to thank us. As educators, this is our duty." The teacher had a strong sense of purpose, seeking no reward and seeing it only as his responsibility.
With the matter settled, Tang Yuanxiao took Little Tang Mo’s hand and headed to the cafeteria for lunch.
Little Tang Mo was also very happy, skipping along and chatting with Tang Yuanxiao.
"Dad, do you think the story I’m going to tell is okay?"
"It’s perfect. Just go up on stage this afternoon and tell it exactly like you practiced. You did a great job."
"Okay." Little Tang Mo nodded, then added, "So, Dad, does this mean I’m a third grader tomorrow, not a first grader?"
"That’s right. Starting tomorrow, you’re a third grader." Tang Yuanxiao ruffled his hair.
"I really want to tell Mom about this..."
A flash of bitterness crossed Tang Yuanxiao’s eyes, but he didn’t reply.
