Danqing

Qin Songxue is two years old and has not yet entered kindergarten. Her actions are obviously faster and faster than a year ago, and she is also very unconventional.Other children used to walk up the stairs. He had short legs and was in a hurry to walk. Every time he climbed up on all fours, his body was covered in dust.Chen Kezhi always came back clean no matter where he went, but Tan Songxue was different. No matter how clean his clothes were, he would be covered in mud within half a day.

Mother Qin bought clothes for him to wear in the department store at the beginning, and she got impatient after washing them, so she went to the stall in the farmer's market and bought a bunch of small vests for Qin Songxue that cost a few yuan each. I won't be too distressed.Qin's mother often sighs, they are both children, so why is there such a big gap between Tan Songxue and Chen Kezhi.

The kindergarten in the small county town is divided into three classes: small, middle and high. Chen Kezhi started school at the age of two and graduated at the age of five. Now he has to go to preschool.So Chen's father took him to sign up. Sure enough, the teacher said after seeing it, this child is not yet of school age, and he will come back in a year.

Father Chen is in a hurry. Isn't this delaying their precious son?Thinking of having a little friendship with the principal of the primary school, he led Chen Kezhi to the principal's office. The principal asked with a smile, kid, do you know how much one plus one equals?

Chen Kezhi glanced at the principal, and calmly said in English: "oneplusonetwo."

This frightened both the principal and Chen's father. At that time, there was no English in the nine-year compulsory education, so this kid came out with a standard London accent.

Chen's father asked him: "Son, when did you learn it?" Chen's mother mentioned to him that Chen Kezhi would listen to English tapes at home, but he didn't pay much attention to it. Children are always curious about these things.Who would have thought that a five-year-old would learn this stuff?

Chen Kezhi frowned, acting like an adult: "I read my mother's book." He spoke standard Mandarin.Chen's mother is from the north, so she can't speak the dialect of this small southern county. She speaks Mandarin everywhere, and Chen Kezhi is also affected. Chen's father has hardly heard him speak the dialect.

Chen's father almost forgot that Chen's mother graduated from an English major and is currently working as an English teacher in the county's No. [-] Middle School. The English books at home are placed in a whole row of bookcases.

"Old Pan, what do you think of our children? Are they qualified for admission?" Father Chen was very proud. Who wouldn't want their children to show off in front of others.

Principal Pan didn't believe in evil, and asked again: "Little friend, can you recite ancient poems?"

Chen Kezhi was speechless about this kind of mentally handicapped exam, but in order to be able to enter the school smoothly, he had to cooperate. When he closed his eyes, and touched his thin lips up and down, the clear and crisp voice unique to children rang out: "Teng Wang Gaoge is coming!" In Jiangzhu, Peiyu Mingluan stops singing and dancing. The painted buildings fly toward the Nanpu clouds, and the bead curtain rolls in the rain on the western mountains. The shadows of the leisurely clouds and the sun are long, and the things turn and the stars move for several autumns. Where is the emperor in the pavilion now? Outside the threshold, the Yangtze River is empty. ..."

In today's words, Principal Pan's mood is as if he wanted to kneel down to this kid. A five-year-old child can recite "Ode to a Goose" casually, and "Quiet Night Thoughts" is already very good. Chen Kezhi is fine, he just recited it. One of Wang Bo's famous poems through the ages, "Tengwang Pavilion Poems", is still written correctly, without a single typo. Of course, this is not unrelated to the usual influence of Tan's father.

Principal Pan felt that he had met a child prodigy.

Before Principal Pan could praise him, Chen Kezhi went on to say: "... In the ninth year of Yonghe, at the age of Kuichou, at the beginning of late spring, we will meet at the Lanting in Shanyin, Kuaiji, to repair things. set……"

Well, the entire "Lanting Collection Preface" is out.Chen Kezhi's reciting is full of emotion, expressing the chic and naturalness of "Lanting Collection Preface" to the fullest, instead of just jumping out word by word dryly.

Father Chen was dumbfounded, and thought for a long time before he remembered that this was the content of Wang Xizhi's "Preface to the Lanting Collection".

Qin Bo'an taught him this?

Chen Kezhi seemed to see Father Chen's confusion, and glanced at him, meaning "I have learned calligraphy for so long, and I can't even memorize the best running script in the world. What's the use of learning?"

In fact, Chen Kezhi was a little guilty. He knew that ancient poetry was the most popular thing for adults to test children, so he made some preparations in advance.Father Qin has many books of ancient poetry, among which he likes "Preface to the Pavilion of the King of Teng", but it is a bit difficult to memorize it, so he can only memorize "Poems of the Pavilion of the King of Teng", but in order to show that he is much better than other children of the same age He had to memorize other things. After thinking about it, the only thing he memorized most was "The Preface to the Lanting Collection". In desperation, he had to put together two irrelevant poems.

Chen's father on the side didn't know Chen Kezhi's inner child, but was speechless in shock, wondering if their child was a little too smart, with this IQ, he could go directly to the second grade of elementary school.If things go on like this, will their children survive?

But when it's time to pretend, you still have to pretend.

"Principal Pan, is our child qualified for admission?" Father Chen asked again with a smile on purpose.

Principal Pan coughed, not wanting to appear too excited, and said: "Actually, the entry age is not strictly controlled now, he can go to the first grade, and it would be a waste to put it in the preschool class. The things taught in the preschool class are not the same as those in the kindergarten class." the difference."

Father Chen was overjoyed and asked Chen Kezhi, "Son, do you want to go to the first grade?"

Chen's father thought that Chen Kezhi would agree, but Chen Kezhi was silent for a while, and then said, "I'd better go to preschool."

"Why?" Father Chen asked in surprise.

Chen Kezhi thought about it in his head, and found a somewhat high-end reason: "It's not good to suppress seedlings to encourage them to grow."

Father Chen: "..."

Principal Pan: "..."

Yes, he also knows that the seedlings are growing.

The two adults were already speechless by the previous "Lanting Collection Preface", so it was not so surprising when Chen Kezhi said another idiom.

Principal Pan persuaded him to skip a grade, but Chen Kezhi refused, and in the end he was threatened by this five-year-old boy!

"Principal Pan, if you don't let me enter the preschool, I will go to Hongxing Primary School in Hexi to sign up." Chen Ke's face was innocent and annoyed, as if Principal Pan was forcing him.The elementary school where Principal Pan works has the best teaching quality in the county. Most of the children in Hexi’s Hongxing Primary School are from the suburbs and rural areas.

Principal Pan was choked and speechless.Can a five-year-old say that?

What the hell did this kid eat to grow up?

In the end, Principal Pan took Chen Kezhi to sign up for the preschool class. Although it was a pity that Chen Kezhi did not skip a grade, he accepted a child prodigy, and Principal Pan was very happy.If there is a grade skipping student who is so good, it will be a live advertisement for their school!There is no need to fight desperately with other elementary schools in the county for students.

Chen Kezhi has his own thoughts.

He is three years older than Tan Songxue, and since he started school early, if he skipped a grade, he might be five grades behind Tan Songxue. It's the fifth grade, and there is too much difference between the two.When they were students, even if they lived together, if they were not in the same school, the time they spent together would be greatly reduced.Besides, Qin Songxue has been so stupid since she was a child, what should she do if she was bullied?

He and Tan Songxue had to be tied together as much as possible.

But Chen Kezhi overlooked a problem. Tan Songxue, the little bastard, is not stupid at all. He is much smarter than ordinary children, but in front of Chen Kezhi, that little cleverness is not enough to look at.

If Qin Songxue went to school step by step, he would be four grades behind him. If calculated according to his school age, they would be three grades behind.Chen Kezhi didn't want to repeat a grade. He entered school a year earlier than other children. If he wanted to shorten the gap with Tan Songxue, Qin Songxue had to skip a few more grades.

But he doesn't have a good feasible plan yet.After all, he is only five years old now, what brilliant idea can he come up with in terms of his current IQ?

Chen Ke is in preschool, and his schedule is the same as that of ordinary elementary school students. After school, he is later than when he was in kindergarten, so he can't go to Tan's house to write. Because of this, Qin Songxue made a fuss for a while.Seeing that he was unhappy, Chen Kezhi told Father Tan that he moved the calligraphy practice time to two hours after dinner.Primary school students in that era were not as burdened as they are now, and they had almost no homework, and there were even fewer preschools.Father Tan is not busy with work, and in his spare time he spends almost all of his free time except taking Tan Songxue out to play, writing and drawing, and Chen Kezhi changing his time has no effect on him.

Chen Kezhi was the first disciple of Tan's father Zheng'er's Eight Classics, and he had drank apprenticeship tea.Father Qin has no experience in teaching other children. He knows that writing is very individualistic. Different people can write with different feelings in a copybook, so he never lets Chen Kezhi imitate his writing skills. How to write, just teach him how to write those strokes with a pen.

Father Qin didn't know what fonts he was suitable for practicing, so he took out a bunch of copybooks and asked him to write them one by one. The beginners of regular script were nothing more than Liu Gongquan, Ouyang Xun and Yan Zhenqing, and the official script was nothing more than Cao Quanhe's ritual implements.

Father Tan was startled by Chen Kezhi's writing style on the first day. He just wanted to try which copybook would suit the child's writing style. Unexpectedly, Chen Kezhi's ability to imitate is so strong that he wrote the words in each copybook like Seven or eight points.

Chen Kezhi is a genius.

Father Tan was shocked and dared not teach Chen Kezhi to write casually. If his talent was buried because of his poor teaching, wouldn't he be a sinner?He didn't want Chen Kezhi to become the modern version of Fang Zhongyong.

So Tan's father asked him, which one do you like to write?

Chen Kezhi looked at the several copybooks in front of him, and pointed to Yan Zhenqing's Duobao Pagoda Stele: "Master, I want to learn this."

The Yan style is magnificent, dignified and majestic. Although the Liu style and the European style are beautiful, they are far inferior to the simplicity, majesty and majesty of the Yan style. If the three fonts are written in capital letters, the Yan style will definitely overwhelm the other two.Father Qin is very satisfied with his choice, and he personally prefers Yan Zhenqing's font.

This is how Chen Kezhi's introductory copybook was decided.

Just when Chen Kezhi was worrying about Tan Songxue's enrollment, an opportunity fell through. Even though it was not good news for the Chen family, Chen Kezhi felt very uncomfortable—Grandpa Chen's condition worsened.