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Chapter 723 The Ultimate Learning Tool! (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
"Grandpa's back!"

Hearing the noise, the grandson, who was playing a Chinese language game, greeted him with a grin.

"So, did you finish the fourth-grade Chinese language game?"

Wu Zhi leaned over and stabbed him with a grin.

"We'll see through it but not say anything, and we can still be good friends!"

The grandson said dejectedly, "This Chinese language game has so many texts and classical poems to memorize!"

"You're in fourth grade now, right? You haven't memorized your lessons yet?"

Wu Zhi's expression was somewhat unpleasant, but his tone remained largely unchanged.

"I've memorized everything I need to, but that's not enough to pass the level. I need to memorize even more!"

The grandson didn't know that these words saved him from a scolding.

"Dad, you're off work?"

At this moment, Wu Aijun came out of the bedroom and casually said, "Don't pay any attention to this kid, all he thinks about is playing games!"

"Isn't this kind of level-based game good?"

Wu Zhi glanced at the third brother and said irritably, "If it were you fighting, what grade level do you think you could pass?"

"Grandpa, I'll tell you a secret!"

At this point, the grandson chimed in, adding insult to injury: "A few days ago, my dad secretly played a math puzzle game, and he couldn't even get past the fourth-grade level!"

"What nonsense are you spouting, kid?"

Wu Aijun's face flushed red instantly. He subconsciously glared at his troublesome son and said irritably, "That was my mistake!"

"Serves you right for being ignorant and incompetent!"

Wu Zhi said irritably, "Now look what you've done, you've embarrassed yourself in front of the kids, let's see how you'll act all high and mighty now?"

"How was I supposed to know that elementary school math problems would be so difficult?"

Wu Aijun was also frustrated, muttering to himself, "Why didn't I feel anything before?"

"Don't you know what your grades were in elementary school?"

Wu Zhi sneered, "If you hadn't been so determined not to repeat a grade, Ai Hong would probably be in the same class as you a long time ago!"

"Dad, can we stop talking about embarrassing things from the past?"

Wu Aijun was speechless and said awkwardly, "I'm over thirty. Can't you give me some face in front of the kids?"

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to waste my breath on a blockhead like you!"

While they were talking, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law quickly brought the food to the table in the kitchen, and soon the house was filled with the aroma of food.

"What's wrong? You two seemed to be having a good chat just now?"

After dinner, Zhang Li asked curiously, "Is there something good happening?"

"Your grandson said your youngest son can't even beat a fourth-grade math puzzle game!"

Wu Zhi chuckled and said, "I'm just exposing his secrets, aren't I?"

Zhang Li paused, still vividly remembering her youngest son's grades back then—they were truly terrible.

"Don't interfere in your son's studies, lest your good intentions backfire!"

What else could she say but offer these words of advice?

Wu Aijun felt like vomiting blood. Did they have to insult him like that?
"By the way, how are your son's grades?"

Speaking of this, Wu Zhi asked curiously, "Are you still at the bottom of the class?"

The family has put in a lot of effort for their grandson's studies.

His mother was muddle-headed and loved to believe everything she heard.

I heard that a certain school has a good teaching quality, so I thought about sending my grandson there to study.

As a result, Wu Zhi had to do a lot of favors to get his grandson admitted, but he was sent back not long after because of his poor grades.

Later, he heard that a certain school was prestigious, and almost all the students' parents were high-ranking officials. Wu Zhi thought it was good too, so he asked around and finally managed to get his grandson in. But he was expelled for fighting and causing trouble.

Then came foreign language schools, university-affiliated primary schools, and so on—they caused quite a stir.

As a result, none of the grandsons stayed for long.

Well, to put it simply, as the old saying goes, I have no talent for learning.

But the daughter-in-law didn't believe it at all and insisted on sending her grandson to some prestigious school, but his grades only got worse and worse.

It's frustrating to think about, how old is my grandson?
Because of his frequent school transfers, his abysmal academic performance somehow became known among a group of teachers.

Anyway, the rumors were quite nasty.

Not only his daughter-in-law couldn't stand it, but Wu Zhi also found it unbearable to hear.

Finally, they simply sent him to the primary school for children of employees of the Gulou Factory.

But the daughter-in-law had no intention of giving up at all, and even had the crazy idea of ​​going abroad to study as soon as possible.

Seriously, they've lost their mind.

Is it possible that someone who couldn't study well in China suddenly changed their personality after going abroad and became a top student praised by everyone?

What's most infuriating is that, despite having such good connections in Nanhua, his daughter-in-law only chose countries and schools in Europe and America.

To say that there's anything wrong with the grandson wouldn't be entirely true.

They're just too active and restless; they can't sit still at all.

He and his sister are complete opposites.

How can you learn anything if you can't calm your mind?

Even with the calming incense provided by Nanhua, its effect on the grandson was not significant.

Of course, the grandson is quite talented in sports and in hands-on skills.

Such situations have occurred before in schools for employees of government-affiliated institutions.

But now, haven't those most unruly kids successfully gone to Nanhua to study and even returned after completing their studies?

I never expected that the Little Tyrant learning machine and all the learning cartridges sent from Nanhua would become so addictive to my grandson.

Wu Zhi has also played the game himself and thinks that gamifying learning is a pretty good approach.

As for the idea that playing games could improve academic performance, he never even considered such a good thing.

But rather...

"Grandpa, don't underestimate people!"

The grandson was unhappy and put down his chopsticks, shouting, "My grades improved to the middle level in the final exams last semester!"

"Is it?"

Wu Zhi was somewhat surprised, but also secretly delighted.

"Dad, it's true!"

Wu Aijun nodded solemnly and said in a deep voice, "The transcript can't be faked. I even called his homeroom teacher to ask!"

"Oh, then tell me, how did your grades improve?"

Wu Zhi looked at his grandson and said curiously, "This is nothing like your usual study style!"

"Haha, it's nothing really, it's just that my grades improved as I played the game!"

The child's parents did not believe this, and even suspected that it was just an excuse the child was using to play more games.

Wu Zhi felt that his grandson had told the truth.

This surprised him quite a bit, and he gained a clearer understanding of why Wu Aiguo had specially sent him a Little Tyrant learning machine, as well as all the learning cartridges from first to sixth grade of elementary school.

Damn, the Little Tyrant learning machine really can help my grandson improve his learning motivation and grades. No wonder the boss sent such a thing over.

(End of this chapter)