The divorce comeback system arrived right after I was born.

"This game is called 'Passing the Parcel'!"

Holding a large, bright red flower that seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, the teacher smiled and said, "Whoever wins this flower has to come up and perform a talent for everyone, okay?"

"good--!"

The children's loud responses nearly blew the roof off.

Only Chen Zhi sat there expressionless.

If looks could kill, that big red flower would be torn to pieces by now.

"Come on, everyone, move your chairs and form a big circle!"

Amidst the chaotic sounds of tables and chairs clattering together, a new formation quickly took shape.

Chen Zhi deliberately chose a spot furthest away from Lin Wanwan. As long as the physical distance is far enough, misfortune can't catch up with me.

However, he had barely settled into his seat, and the chair beneath him hadn't even warmed up yet.

"Hey! There's an empty seat here!"

As a fragrant breeze wafted by, Lin Wanwan dragged her pink chair and, with a litheness beyond her years, squeezed herself into the gap to Chen Zhi's left.

"..." Chen Zhi silently moved to the right.

"Big brother, I'll join too!"

On the right, Li Zihan also struggled to move a chair over and squeezed in, pressing herself tightly against Chen Zhi's right arm.

Chen Zhi was caught in the middle, with the overly excited She Niu on his left and the crybaby who could collapse at any moment on his right.

despair.

"The music is starting!"

The teacher turned his back and tapped the blackboard eraser rhythmically on the podium.

Boom, boom, boom.

The big red flower was like a hot potato, quickly passed from hand to hand among the children. Everyone who received it screamed as if they'd been electrocuted and threw it to the next person, creating a chaotic scene comparable to a frenzy over discounted eggs at a market.

Chen Zhi silently calculated the frequency of the teacher's tapping and the speed at which the flower was passed to him.

At this moment, the flower is still on the opposite side of the circle.

Chen Zhi breathed a sigh of relief. This round was in the bag.

However, he underestimated the diversity of life in the kindergarten.

Just as the flower was passed to Lin Wanwan, the previously rapid knocking suddenly slowed down.

Lin Wanwan held the flowers, but unlike the others, she didn't panic and throw them away. Her big eyes darted around, and a sly smile appeared on her lips.

She did not pass the flowers to Chen Zhi.

Instead, he took the flower and began to play with it in his hands.

thump... thump...

The pace is getting slower and slower.

All the children in the class held their breath nervously, staring at the flower in Lin Wanwan's hand.

Chen Zhi's heart skipped a beat. What was this girl planning to do?

Just a second before the teacher raised the blackboard eraser high, about to deliver the final, emphasized note—

Here you go!

Lin Wanwan suddenly turned around and, with lightning speed, stuffed the big red flower into Chen Zhi's arms!

at the same time.

Snapped!

The blackboard eraser was slammed heavily onto the podium.

The music stopped.

The world is quiet.

Chen Zhi looked down at the bright red flower in his arms.

He turned his head again and looked at Lin Wanwan, who was smiling like a sly fox.

Lin Wanwan even patted her chest in a mock-serious manner, saying innocently, "Oh dear, that was close, it almost happened to me."

Chen Zhi: "..."

That wretched Lin Wanwan!

Don't think you can do whatever you want just because you're cute!

I have a temper too.

"Wow! It's little Chen Zhi!"

The teacher turned around and looked with surprise at the trio in the corner. "Come on, everyone, let's give a round of applause to welcome Chen Zhi to the stage to perform!"

Clap clap clap!

There was thunderous applause.

Li Zihan clapped his hands until they were red, with a proud expression that said, "Big brother, you're awesome!" He was completely unaware that if Chen Zhi had been a little faster, he would have been the one in trouble.

Chen Zhi took a deep breath and slowly stood up.

He looked at the podium, and the short distance of just a few meters seemed to him like a red carpet leading to the execution ground.

He was mentally planning what kind of performance to put on.

Chen Zhi walked up to the podium with a blank expression and stood in front of the blackboard.

Dozens of eyes in the audience were fixed on him, filled with anticipation. Lin Wanwan, in particular, rested her chin on her hands, her eyes sparkling, looking like she was waiting for a good show.

Chen Zhi remained silent for three seconds.

Then, he took out the comic book he always carried with him from his pocket, opened it to the first page, and spoke in a voice that was young but steady:

"I can't sing or dance, so I'll just recite a poem for everyone."

"Next, I'll read a passage for you about 'MACD top divergence technical analysis in secondary market K-line trends'. Oh wait, I picked up the wrong one."

Chen Zhi calmly closed the comic book with Ultraman illustrations, put it back in his pocket, then put his hands behind his back and looked at the dumbfounded teachers and students below the stage.

"Just kidding, I actually know the multiplication tables."

The teacher was taken aback.

Multiplication tables?

For these kindergarten children who are still wondering "why 1+1 doesn't equal 11", isn't this a case of being outmatched?

But seeing Chen Zhi's serious face, as if he were holding a board meeting, the teacher subconsciously nodded: "Okay, okay, then let's begin, little Chen Zhi."

Chen Zhiqing cleared his throat, stared blankly at the bulletin board at the back of the classroom, and began a monotone reading without any emotion:

"One times one equals one, one times two equals two, two times two equals four..."

His speech was steady and clear, like a voice broadcasting machine devoid of emotion.

The children in the audience, though completely unable to understand the incantation he was chanting, were deeply impressed. In their eyes, Chen Zhi was radiating a holy aura of "academic genius," and those incomprehensible combinations of numbers sounded even more profound than Ultraman's beam attacks.

"...8 x 9 = 72, 9 x 9 = 81. Memorized it."

Chen Zhi finished speaking very quickly, then bowed politely, his movements fluid and decisive, as if staying on stage for even a second longer would shorten his lifespan.

The entire venue was deathly silent.

Three seconds later.

"Wow--!!!"

The applause and cheers erupted ten times more enthusiastically than before.

"Chen Zhi is amazing!"

"I heard that multiplication tables aren't memorized until third grade!"

"Wow, if Chen Zhi could do that in class, wouldn't he be a genius!"

Li Zihan was so excited that he stood up, his eyes shining. "As expected of my newly recognized older brother, he's amazing."

The teacher was so excited her face lit up, and she led the applause: "Fantastic! Look everyone, Chen Zhi is so smart! We should all learn from him!"

Bearing this immense shame, Chen Zhi walked off the podium expressionlessly.

As soon as he sat back down, before his bottom even touched the chair, Lin Wanwan's little head popped up.

She blinked her big eyes, looking curious: "Chen Zhi, what was that 'Massidiary top divergence' just now? Is it more powerful than multiplication tables?"

Chen Zhi glanced at her, looking at the instigator, and sneered, "That's adult black magic, used to make money disappear. Do you want to learn? I can teach you, I guarantee you'll learn it, and after you learn it, you won't even be able to afford lollipops."

Although Lin Wanwan didn't understand what "bankruptcy" meant, she instinctively sensed danger and shook her head vigorously: "No, no, if the money disappears, I won't be able to buy strawberry candy."