Quick Transmigration: My First Female Skill Takes Effect

Instead of immediately dismissing the idea of ​​a genius, Teacher Cui knelt down and said gently, "Wenwen said that Bao'er can recite poems and recognize characters, is that right?"

Wang Qi nodded with a slightly reserved air.

"Um."

"I can."

Looking at the child with his head held high, like a little swan, Teacher Cui suppressed a smile and asked, "Can you recite it with me again, Bao'er?"

Wang Qi agreed.

She likes to show off and enjoys all the attention that falls on her.

A gentle breeze blows, and a willow branch sways from side to side, as if it is listening to the child's innocent voice and applauding it.

Teacher Cui's gaze shifted from gentle to surprised.

She never expected that Wang Qi, a child who hadn't even started kindergarten yet, could remember so much.

"Bao'er, what's the pronunciation of this character?" She then used the broken willow branch to write down a character that Wang Qi had just learned.

Wang Qi squatted down and said without hesitation, "Read 'yan'."

"My mother's name." That's what her fourth sister taught her yesterday.

Teacher Cui wrote down a few more, and Wang Qi answered correctly again. With a 100% accuracy rate, Teacher Cui became serious.

I taught a new poem.

She read it once, and Wang Qi raised her hand and recited it word for word.

The children around her, including Wenwen, all stared wide-eyed, their mouths agape, big enough to fit a round, white egg.

They carried it on their backs for a long time.

Wenwen had never heard Bao'er recite articles; she simply thought she was bragging, just like her uncle, who was always bragging and not a good kid.

Unexpectedly, Bao'er memorized it too quickly.

Teacher Cui excitedly ran to get a book, opened an article, and read it to Wang Qi word by word. After reading it once, with a mix of trepidation and restraint, she asked, "Did you remember it?"

Wang Qi nodded again.

The voice rang out again, and Teacher Cui heard it and felt wonderful. She swore it was the most beautiful voice she had ever heard in her life.

"Okay, okay, Bao'er, you have a photographic memory, you're a genius, you know that?"

Teacher Cui never expected to witness a real person with a photographic memory. She excitedly hugged Wang Qi, her eyes shining like light bulbs.

Wang Qi didn't understand her excitement and just nodded.

Her mother told her.

Seeing her calm demeanor, Teacher Cui assumed the child was too young to understand, so she stood up, hugged Wang Qi, and ran towards the principal's office.

She wanted to tell the headmaster that they couldn't delay the development of a genius.

Otherwise, it would be a loss for the country to ruin the future of talented young people like Zhong Yong.

Teacher Cui picked up Wang Qi and ran away, leaving the children looking at each other.

Zhuzhu clenched her little fists and jumped and spun around happily: "The teacher said Bao'er is a genius, and I want to become a genius too. Bao'er said he'll sell me the genius title."

She was smug, like a proud peacock.

Other children: "Me too! Me too!"

They also want to be smart kids.

Wenwen was a beat behind. She scratched her head and asked, "Can geniuses be bought?" That's right, her grandma didn't say they couldn't be bought.

Grandma didn't, maybe she just didn't encounter it.

Suddenly realizing what was happening, Wenwen raised her hand: "I want to join too! I want to buy some too! I have lots of pocket money!"

One by one, they started comparing themselves to each other again.

Not long after, the teachers carried them all back to the classroom.

If you're not watching them closely, the kids will disappear in a flash. After being a teacher for a few years, my agility and speed have really improved a lot.

office.

Teacher Cui was excitedly telling Principal Qi about Wang Qi's genius.

"...Principal, we need to communicate properly with her parents. We can't let this delay the child's development." She was as excited as if she had seen a bull in a fight, and she couldn't wait to call Mr. and Mrs. Wang Tiezhu over.

Director Qi was much calmer than her.

She had short hair, sharp eyes, and an air of authority that Teacher Cui had never possessed.

"How about the principal teaches you to read an article?" Principal Qi held a newspaper in her hand, which was newly published today. She bent down and sat down next to Wang Qi.

Wang Qi: "Okay."

Principal Qi found the article "Shen Xiulan, a Textile Factory Worker." Her eyes were on the newspaper, but she kept an eye on Wang Qi's actions out of the corner of her eye.

The child was unusually calm, unlike what one would expect from a child.

As she read, her voice rose and fell, full of emotion.

Wang Qi just thought it sounded nice. When she was memorizing it, she subconsciously started imitating Principal Qi, mimicking her tone of voice.

It was just that it was her first time learning and she was still young, so her voice was just a child's babyish voice.

Principal Qi's heart pounded, and her heart rate soared.

After reciting the last word, Teacher Cui checked it against the newspaper one by one, her face beaming with joy: "Not a single word was wrong."

"None of the answers are wrong."

In Class 1, Grade 5, the teacher is praising Wang Qing's homework. Wang Qing is two years younger than most of the students in the class, but her grades are among the top.

I always complete the homework assigned by the teacher carefully and can't find any mistakes.

"Students, we should learn from Wang Qing, learn from her hard work and perseverance, and learn from her spirit of striving for excellence." The teacher, a recent graduate, was full of enthusiasm and energy in her teaching.

Wang Qing remained calm despite the praise. Having lived a second life, she couldn't afford to be arrogant just because she was praised by her teacher in fifth grade.

After the teacher finished his motivational speech, while the other students were doing their homework, she held her pen but didn't move it.

Wang Qing was thinking about Wang Qi, her younger sister by blood.

Fourth Sister may not understand the power of photographic memory, but as a reborn person with extensive experience, she knows that he is a prospective student for Tsinghua and Peking University.

They are promising talents for the future.

What if Zhang Yanzi and Wang Tiezhu don't take it seriously? The story of Zhong Yong in the textbook wasn't written for nothing.

A clever mind, if not used, will eventually decay.

For example, Wang Qing felt that her brain was much smarter now than in her previous life, and she learned things much faster. She could memorize an article after reading it eight or nine times.

How should she remind her troublesome parents to pay more attention to Wang Qi?

Although Wang Qing didn't like her younger sister, she had no intention of ruining her future. Besides, her older sister was able to attend junior high school partly because of Wang Qi.

She wanted to repay the favor.

From now on, we'll be even.

The teacher tapped on Wang Qing's desk and whispered, "Snap out of it."

"oh."

Wang Qing stared at the teacher for a full minute before she came up with a solution.

They might not listen to her, but they would definitely listen to the teacher. Wang Qing wanted to ask the teacher for a favor: to tell her parents about her younger sister's talent.

"My baby has a photographic memory; he was a top student in the past."

Inside the textile factory.

Zhang Yanzi kept her hands busy, talking exaggeratedly about her little daughter, with a sweet smile on her face.

As the leader of the spinning group, she had no shortage of people to talk to.

"Oh dear."

An exaggerated sound rang out, like water bubbling in a kettle boiling.

The woman was in her thirties, with ordinary features; she was the kind of ordinary person you wouldn't find in a crowd. Chen Xing arrived with her signature exaggerated mannerisms.

Several women nearby exchanged glances, conveying their emotions through their eyes.

Chen Xing: "Team leader, how did you raise her? She has a photographic memory! My goodness, I've never heard of such a thing before."

In her entire life, she had never heard of anyone with such an ability.

As for lies?

impossible!

Zhang Yanzi is not that kind of person.