The artist pulls out a weeping willow tree

Teacher Qian looked at Jixiang with a determined gaze. He didn't say whether he believed it or not. He just narrowed his eyes and decided to let this dishonest little weakling go for the time being.

Ji·Little Weak Chicken·Xiang secretly complained in his heart: This Teacher Qian doesn't seem to be someone who is easy to talk to. He seems like a believer in corporal punishment.

"My educational philosophy is that you have to go to school no matter how good you are. I don't have any cowards among my students. Besides, you look really weak. Are you stunted?"

Listen! Listen! Does this sound like something a proper teacher would say?

What about stunted growth? Jixiang couldn't help but retort, "No, I was just malnourished. I'm healthy now. There's a physical examination report."

"As long as you are healthy and well-developed, there are very few people as short as you." Teacher Qian pulled out the auspicious physical examination report from the computer and spoke matter-of-factly while browsing through it.

In his previous life, he was of average height. He learned that the average height of females in the galaxy was about 1.78 meters. He thought he had the potential to become a tall person, and he felt very aggrieved. "For half a year, I was not full and was almost starving. I was severely malnourished."

"Girls' height growth is in a slow growth stage between the ages of 0 and 7. Your report shows that the development was affected for only half a year. Even if your growth is still slow after recovery, your overall growth data is short. You are at least 20 centimeters shorter than normal people of the same age."

Jixiang, who is just 120cm tall: ...Destroy it

"But..." Teacher Qian changed the subject.

Hmm? "But what?" Jixiang asked anxiously.

"But it depends on your talent. If your problem is genetic, then your physical talent must reach at least S level to see a significant increase in height, at least reaching the average height of an ordinary female of 1.78 meters." Teacher Qian gestured for Jixiang to get into the elevator. Jixiang's classroom was on the 2th floor of Building B, 18nd floor.

I don’t know if it’s a genetic problem: …

"If it's just slow growth in the early stages, then there's no problem. Don't worry, according to the information Uncle Ji gave me, there's a very high possibility that you have excellent physique." After a few words, the two arrived at the door of Grade 137 Class B.

Teacher Qian signaled Jixiang to stay where he was and keep quiet.

Jixiang glanced at Teacher Qian with resentment, gave up the idea of ​​continuing to ask questions, and decided to go to Star Network to check it out.

In the blink of an eye, Teacher Qian appeared silently at the door of Class B138 like a ghost. Jixiang, who thought his class was Class B137, was suddenly dumbfounded.

This classic peeping posture made Jixiang's eyes twitch uncontrollably.

There didn't seem to be any problems in the class. Teacher Qian nodded with satisfaction, his expression relaxed a lot, and waved for Jixiang to follow him.

This class was scheduled for self-study, so it did not affect the students' classes. Teacher Qian directly led Jixiang into the classroom.

Pairs of eyes like searchlights were focused on Jixiang.

Teacher Qian cleared his throat twice to attract everyone's attention. "Ahem, good morning, students. The person next to me is..."

After the routine self-introductions, seating was arranged.

As the shortest student in the class, Jixiang was naturally arranged to sit in the prime position at the front and center of the classroom, with a separate table temporarily added and VIP treatment.

Jixiang watched his classmate sitting behind him, who was originally in the first row, which was now the prime seat in the second row. He tried desperately to keep a straight face. The corners of his mouth clearly wanted to rise, but he had to suppress his distorted expression.

Expressionless Ji VIP Xiang:...Haha, how interesting, kid, you have successfully aroused my resentment.

After Teacher Qian made arrangements with Jixiang, he left quickly and therefore missed the strange expression on the face of the student sitting behind Jixiang.

Everyone keep quiet and continue studying.

Jixiang always felt that his classmates' attitude towards the transfer student was so quiet and calm that it was a bit weird. Except for the applause after Jixiang introduced himself, the whole class was very quiet.

It was Jixiang’s first time to come into contact with an interstellar school and he had no idea about the daily life of interstellar elementary school students. So he was puzzled for a while and then put the thought aside and started to study the desks excitedly.

The entire desktop is a complete display screen, which is installed with the Interstellar Compulsory Education Student System, which contains all the textbooks that the second graders currently need to learn, the Interstellar Education Edition textbooks published by the Far East Education Alliance Press, and various supporting exercises.

Jixiang opened the course's accompanying exercises with great interest, and then his smile gradually disappeared.

Jixiang just glanced at it briefly and then closed the exercise book with an expressionless face. He began to seriously consider possible extra income besides ghostwriting homework.

The IOU is signed once for graduation from compulsory education, and the interest will be waived only if the grades meet the requirements: My heart hurts.

Half of the self-study class passed like this, and the moment the bell rang, the classroom exploded like a frying pan.

It only takes a moment to go from extreme quiet to extreme noise.

Jixiang looked confused and subconsciously covered his ears. When he came to his senses, he was surrounded by several lively classmates.

"Hi, your name is Jixiang, right? What a coincidence, my name is Fei Xiang." The little boy sitting behind Jixiang patted Jixiang's shoulder enthusiastically.

"Jixiang, Jixiang, your name is so strange. My name is Hua Lina, you can call me Lina. You look so small." A little girl who looked delicate and spoke in a soft voice stood in front of Jixiang's table.

"Jixiang, my name is Chen Sisi, I..."

"Jixiang, you can call me Liu Chongjia..."

"auspicious……"

"auspicious……"

Chirping, chirping, Jixiang sat in his seat dully, answering mechanically: "Okay, Fei Xiang is not Fei Xiang.", "Okay, Lina", "Okay,...", "Okay,..."

After hearing the reply, the students returned to their seats with satisfied expressions.

Jixiang and his classmates were surprised by the two different faces in and out of class. They never thought that the interstellar elementary school students would be so enthusiastic. Jixiang, who was once a transparent person in the classroom, was a little flattered.

Jixiang couldn't help but wonder, could it be that her talent was that she was loved by everyone?

No, that's not it. Jixiang was constantly called up to answer questions during the class and was scolded by the math teacher. It was obvious that Jixiang was not liked by the teacher.

When the get out of class was finally over, Jixiang felt physically and mentally exhausted. He dealt with the excited Da Lian Feixiang in a very perfunctory manner, and then plunged into the classroom life that was the focus of the teacher's attention.

After the morning classes, Jixiang was either called to answer questions or felt that his talent points were wrong when he was called to answer questions.

Looking at the classmates' expressions as if they were going to hell if they didn't, someone finally came to divert the teacher's fire.

Jixiang took a deep breath. While others were learning how to curse elegantly, Jixiang was forced to experience how to be cursed elegantly.

Jixiang felt very aggrieved, her entrance exam results were really excellent!

Ji VIP Xiang went to the cafeteria to eat with a lonely back.