After transmigrating into the body of the female supporting character's biological mother, she

There was no fight.

But the problem is also very serious.

He doesn't pay attention in class, loves to chat, and likes to drag the students around him into his conversation.

The teacher has criticized him several times already.

He agreed immediately, but it wouldn't be long before he made the same mistake again.

The teacher had no other choice but to ask him to call his parents.

As Jiang Chengzhou listened to his teacher's words, he desperately reached for his chest with his head, squeezing out three layers of chin.

Just then, the school bell rang.

"Dr. Lin, I'll go dismiss the students first, we'll talk later."

"OK."

This is the teachers' office. The children have left school, and the teachers have also gone home.

Soon only the two of them remained in the office.

Lin Zhilan found a chair and sat down, then pulled Jiang Chengzhou in front of her.

"Chengzhou."

"Hmm..." Jiang Chengzhou responded weakly, not daring to lift his head or look into his aunt's eyes.

Lin Zhilan didn't get angry and scold him, but patiently asked, "Can you give me a reason for not paying attention in class?"

"Auntie, the teacher's teaching was too simple, I already know it all."

Most first-grade students either have never been exposed to books before, or their basic knowledge is too poor to keep up with the pace.

Teachers must start by teaching the simplest characters and numbers.

But Jiang Chengzhou had already started learning vocabulary and multiplication and division, so he became impatient listening to these simple things again.

In order to ensure that everyone can grasp the material, the teacher teaches very slowly and in great detail.

Jiang Chengzhou was an active and lively child with an impatient temperament, and he couldn't help but make some small movements.

Lin Zhilan: "I can accept that reason, but why do you always gossip about Z with your classmates? You know how, but others don't, and you're disrupting the teacher's class, aren't you?"

"Yes, I know I was wrong." Jiang Chengzhou admitted his mistake, but then pouted and said, "Auntie, studying is no fun at all, I don't want to go to school anymore."

What to do if your child dislikes school?

Would beating him up work?

The thought flashed through Lin Zhilan's mind, but she quickly suppressed it.

Just then, the teacher returned and was taken aback when he heard Jiang Chengzhou's reason.

"Jiang Chengzhou, have you mastered everything the teacher taught?"

"Yes," Jiang Chengzhou added, "Yan Yuan and Li Xuan will too."

Lin Zhilan helped explain, "Last year, Ms. Fang Wenwen, the fourth-grade teacher, tutored Jiang Chengzhou and Yan Yuan. Li Xuan started learning with his mother when he was three or four years old."

The teacher was now in a bit of a predicament.

After all, it's impossible to adjust the teaching schedule just for a few students.

"Dr. Lin, have you ever thought about letting your child skip a grade?"

Lin Zhilan thought for a moment, "Teacher, can we go back and think about it?"

"sure."

As students walked out of the school gate with their children, they were seen leaving the school one after another.

Sitting on the back of the bicycle, Jiang Chengzhou tugged at his aunt's sleeve, anxiously asking, "Auntie, will Uncle beat me if he finds out?"

Lin Zhilan: "Why do you think that? Did your uncle beat you up?"

Jiang Chengzhou shook his head, then quickly added, realizing his aunt couldn't see him, "I've never been beaten, but I'm still a little scared."

"This shows you know you were wrong, which is a strength of yours. But Jiang Chengzhou, mistakes still need to be punished, right?"

Jiang Chengzhou asked nervously, "What punishment?"

lose weight!

Lin Zhilan gritted her teeth and pedaled her bicycle; she had to make him lose weight!

This kid is too heavy!

After dinner, a family meeting was held.

First, we discussed Jiang Chengzhou's skipping of grades.

Su Lang naturally agreed.

But Lin Zhilan hesitated.

In October 1977, the official announcement of the resumption of the college entrance examination was made. It was also in the winter of that year that the country held its first college entrance examination after the resumption.

It is said that 570 million people applied for the exam that year, but only 27 were admitted.

The acceptance rate is only about 4.7%.

In 78, with the expansion of university enrollment, the number of applicants reached 610 million, but the admission rate dropped to 7%.

Military schools are enrolling students this spring. To ensure that first-year students can keep up with the curriculum, they will actually need to attend an extra semester of classes and will not be able to advance to the second year until next fall.

Lin Zhilan had calculated that by the time Jiang Chengzhou finished high school, he would be ready to take the college entrance examination.

Simply perfect.

If you skip grades and graduate early, you'll either have to join the army, get a job, or go to the countryside, but you're too young for either.

"Su Lang, if he skips a grade, he'll be eight this year. He'll finish high school at 17. If he skips another grade, he'll be 15 or 6 when he graduates. What will he do then?"

In the military, one must be at least 16 years old to enlist.

Lin Zhilan prefers to let her child receive a few more years of education.

Su Lang was a college student at the Naval Command Academy in the 50s, so he certainly understood the importance of academic qualifications.

He glanced at his bewildered nephew and slowly said, "I see he's so mischievous. Even if he skips a grade, he'll have to repeat it. He might be in high school until he's thirty. There's no rush."

"What did you say?" Lin Zhilan slapped him in an annoyance, but he laughed and grabbed her hand, putting it under the table.

"Zhilan, I just want to say that there's always a way out. Chengzhou's future path is still up to him to walk."

Lin Zhilan certainly understood this principle.

But she always hoped that her own children could have an easier path.

Lin Zhilan could only ask her eldest nephew, "Chengzhou, it's your choice. If you choose to skip a grade, then your aunt will have the teacher set a test for you to see if you can meet the standards for skipping a grade."

"If you don't skip a grade, you have to promise us you'll pay attention in class and won't break classroom rules, otherwise I'll have the teacher move you to sit near the teacher's desk."

"Did Yan Yuan skip a grade with me?" Jiang Chengzhou blinked his dark eyes, asking curiously, "Yan Yuan is better than me. Does he have to learn everything he's already learned?"

He shouldn't have said that, because it brought this up, Lin Zhilan couldn't help but ask, "So, Jiang Chengzhou, why don't Yan Yuan and Li Xuan need to have their parents called?"

Jiang Chengzhou: "..."

Lin Zhilan lightly tapped the table with her left hand. "Don't worry about others. You should decide for yourself whether to skip a grade or not."

"Hmm..." Jiang Chengzhou thought about it seriously for a while, "I've decided not to skip a grade."

"What if Yan Yuan skips a grade?" Lin Zhilan asked tentatively.

"Then I won't jump either."

"What's the reason?"

Jiang Chengzhou placed his hands on the table, blushing, and said, "I don't want to grow up too fast. I want to graduate when I'm thirty."

He noticed it when his uncle and aunt were talking.

After finishing his studies and graduating from high school, he will have to leave home.

Despite being a leader among children outside, Jiang Chengzhou is actually a very family-oriented person.

Not to mention his father's side, after Su Lang brought him to the island, he was alone at home for almost half the year.

Now that he has an aunt and a younger sister, Jiang Chengzhou feels incredibly fortunate and happy.

He can repeat a grade until he's a hundred!

Su Lang saw through his thoughts and scoffed, "Jiang Chengzhou, are you planning to live off your aunt for the rest of your life?"