Quick Wear: Cannon Fodder

When Ye Jingming heard about moving, he immediately objected: "I don't want to move. I live well here. Why should I move? That house only has two rooms. How can our family of six live there?"

When Chulian heard that the house was small, she frowned and said nothing. If she really moved there, the nanny would have no place to live. Would she have to take care of the child herself? No, she had to find a way to stop this.

Ye Zhiqiu didn't want to move either. It was so nice that she had her own room now. It would be uncomfortable to move in or squeeze into the same room. There would be no privacy, and it would be inconvenient to take things from the space.

Grandpa also shook his head. The tenant of that house was also a parent who accompanied his child to study. He had signed a contract for several years, and it would not be appropriate to kick him out midway, so forget it.

Ye Zhiqiu was anxious. After chatting for so long, why didn't anyone offer to let her live on campus? She had to ask for it herself. She tried: "Grandma, don't bother me. I can live on campus. The teacher said there are dormitories available for application."

"No, you are so young, why would you live in a dormitory?"

Grandma disagreed, and grandpa disagreed. Chulian didn't want to express her opinion, but if Ye Zhiqiu really wanted to live in the school, it would bring many benefits to her, so she couldn't help it.

"Mom and Dad, I think it's not bad for Qiuqiu to live in the school. She has to go to evening self-study in junior high school, so she can sleep a little longer if she lives in the school. Otherwise, she will go out early and come back late every day, and she will definitely not sleep well."

"Do you still have to attend evening self-study?" There have been no middle school students in the family for many years, and grandparents don't know that middle school students now have classes at night. Ye Jingming never attended evening self-study at that time, and it was not until his second year of high school that he attended evening self-study. Compared with students today, he was much happier.

Ye Zhiqiu's eyes lit up, and he thanked his first love for helping him come up with a good excuse, "Grandpa and grandma, I can sleep a little longer if I live in the school dormitory. I can't get up early."

The old couple thought that Ye Zhiqiu always slept until 7 o'clock and was reluctant to get up, which was indeed a problem. It didn't matter when he was in elementary school before, because classes were not until 8 o'clock, and the school was close, so he could get up in time after 7 o'clock.

After entering middle school, the class time is early, and the morning reading begins before 7:30. The school is much farther away, and we can't let the children get up after 5 o'clock. In the winter, not to mention the children, even adults can't get up. Do we really have to consider living in the school?

Seeing the hesitation on his grandparents' faces, Ye Zhiqiu added fuel to the fire: "Grandma and grandpa, the baby cries every day and can't learn well at home. You should let me live in the school."

When Chulian thought of her own crying child at night, she wished she could find a job with accommodation and move out, but it was a pity that she could only think about it. When the child cried at night, she had to get up and comfort him. Ye Jingming was just a decoration. He never comforted the child. No matter how loud the child cried, he slept like a dead pig.

When Ye Zhiqiu goes to live in the school dormitory, her grandmother will have more time to help take care of the children. Not only will she be more relaxed, but it will also bring the two generations closer together.

The grandmother felt a headache when she thought of her crying granddaughter. She was in a dilemma because her hands were made of flesh. She glared at her son who only knew how to eat and drink. If it weren't for the fact that he was an unreliable father, she wouldn't have to be embarrassed at all.

Grandpa looked at Ye Zhiqiu and saw that she really wanted to go. He thought for a moment and said, "The living conditions on campus are not good. Can you persist? If you can persist, I will try to apply. You have to live there for at least a full semester before I can change my mind. Are you sure?"

Ye Zhiqiu nodded vigorously to confirm. It was not like he had lived on campus before, so how could he be scared?

"Okay, that's settled. Apply to the teacher when you sign up."

Ye Zhiqiu was happy that she could move away from home temporarily, but she didn't dare to show it on her face, for fear of making her grandmother sad. She had to do all kinds of things to make her happy. It was really difficult to entertain her parents with colorful clothes. She had never learned this lesson before. Why did she think it was so simple before?

The first love was the happiest one. She secretly decided to take advantage of Ye Zhiqiu's absence to please her parents-in-law, and it would be best if she could get more money. If she really couldn't make ends meet one day, she could leave at any time with the money.

On the day of registration, Ye Zhiqiu was going to go early and finish the formalities in a low-key manner when there were not many people around. However, Ye Jingming insisted on sending them there. Well, he himself was slow to get up and was suddenly late.

When we hurried to the school, there was already a long queue of people who wanted to register. Parents and students were standing under the scorching sun, not knowing when it would be their turn.

Ye Zhiqiu stood at the front of the line to get some information. After confirming that it would take a long time for his family to get a turn, he immediately arranged, "Grandma, go sit under the shade of the tree and let my dad get in line."

Ye Jingming was given clear arrangements. Despite his mother's pressured look, he could not refuse. It was his procrastination that made him late.

After waiting in line for more than half an hour, it was finally her turn. The teacher at the registration office took Ye Zhiqiu's admission letter, took one look at her and exclaimed, "You are the genius child Ye Zhiqiu, come here quickly, why didn't you tell me earlier that you were here? You didn't have to wait in line for so long."

Ye Jingming was just feeling annoyed about wasting time and basking in the sun for half an hour. Ye Zhiqiu spoke up, "Teacher, everyone is lining up, so I should also line up and follow the order."

The teacher was not angry when being corrected by a child of a few years old, nor was she trying to give Ye Zhiqiu any privileges. It was the principal who said that if he saw a gifted child, he should bring him to his office because he had something to tell him.

As a teacher, I know that gifted children are rare. Unfortunately, he is not teaching the first grade this year, so I can’t get one even if I want to. If I miss this opportunity, I may regret it for the rest of my life.

Ye Zhiqiu didn't know that the teacher was already considering whether to transfer her to teach the first grade. She was walking towards the principal's office, wondering what the principal wanted to talk to her about. It wouldn't be about studying on the first day of school.

Although she likes studying, she doesn't want to live a life filled with only studying, and she doesn't want to live under pressure. She decided to let her parents handle whatever the principal said, and she would just be a good and obedient child, with her parents taking care of everything.

The principal would not talk to students about study at the beginning of the school term. It was actually very simple for him to find Ye Zhiqiu and let her choose her own class. There were six classes in the first grade of junior high school, and the teachers of each class hoped that the gifted children would be assigned to their class.

There was only one genius child, and the principal didn't want to offend the teachers, so he simply let Ye Zhiqiu choose whoever he chose. Several teachers were very dissatisfied with the principal's approach, but since Ye Zhiqiu came to the office, they could only actively recommend themselves.

Ye Zhiqiu looked at the six teachers of different heights, weights and bodies, and heard different voices. He could not tell who was better based on his first impression, so he turned to look at Ye Jingming and asked him to make the decision. It would be best to let him do the things that would offend people.

The cheap grandmother thought that no matter which teacher they chose, it would easily offend the other five teachers, and tried to stop her son, but it was useless. Ye Jingming didn't think there was anything wrong with offending anyone. The principal asked them to choose, so of course they had to choose a better teacher.

The son wouldn't listen and the grandmother was helpless. She could only watch over him from the side, not letting him get too carried away and say anything offensive, and then try to make up for it by saying a few nice words.