Return of the Immortal Emperor Daddy novel Chapter 305

The little one was already focused, reading the questions and answering them swiftly. In her eyes, this was her first real examination. The kindergarten she attended had minor tests, but to her, they were more like games. Therefore, facing the first true exam of her life, her attitude was exceptionally serious, and she approached each question with caution.

The middle-aged teacher held the answer key, standing perfectly still ever since the little one began. He watched her write down her answers, constantly comparing them with the key. Kong Zhiyuan stood behind her, mentally answering the questions himself and checking his own solutions against hers. Incredibly, the little one answered every single question correctly; her solutions were nearly identical to both of their answer keys. For a four-year-old to complete a middle school practice exam so flawlessly was a fundamental shock to their worldview.

About half an hour passed before the little one finally finished the last question. The middle-aged teacher looked at Kong Zhiyuan. "Principal, is this... is this real?" he stammered.

"You saw it with your own eyes. Could it be fake?" Kong Zhiyuan replied, his voice filled with awe. "A perfect score. This is a perfect score! A truly rare genius."

Wu Tian, on the other hand, appeared indifferent. He had fully expected the little one to get a perfect score.

The middle-aged teacher simply sighed in amazement, "How can the gap between people be so vast?"

Kong Zhiyuan didn't get upset; instead, he nodded in agreement. He himself had earned perfect scores in most subjects throughout his childhood, but even he could never have done what the little one just did at four years old. Most children at that age couldn't even solve first-grade problems. Once they entered elementary school, many feared the exams, happy just to pass. Comparing them to the little one... the difference was stark.

Damn, she's not a genius. She's a monster.

Kong Zhiyuan then explained their curriculum to the little one and Wu Tian. His Jixia Academy was different from the average school in Dragon Country. Typical elementary schools in the country had classes in the morning and afternoon, leaving children only the evening for themselves—and even then, parents usually sent them to bed by seven or eight. Middle and high schools were even more intense, with morning classes, afternoon classes, and mandatory evening self-study sessions where subjects like language, math, and English were taught on rotation.

Jixia Academy, however, operated differently. It only held classes in the morning, leaving the afternoon free for students. If they were bored, they could join school clubs. Clubs were not prevalent in the schools of Dragon Country. Kong Zhiyuan believed they were beneficial, but the education officials didn't recognize their value. In his view, out of a thousand students, not even a hundred would end up using the specific knowledge learned in school to make a living. So why were so many people wasting their time? Who actually used their academic knowledge in their adult careers?

He had once proposed inter-school competitions—city-level winners advancing to provincials, and provincial winners moving on to a national tournament. He believed this would be beneficial for the children. For example, kids who played basketball and watched *Slam Dunk* wished for such competitions. Those who loved soccer and watched *Captain Tsubasa* dreamed of similar tournaments. It would be a great thing if schools could cultivate diverse talents. A student's future success shouldn't have to depend solely on their academic performance.

However, his proposal was rejected by the foremost authority in the official education sector. Disheartened, Kong Zhiyuan left the public system and founded the private Jixia Academy, refusing all subsequent invitations to return.

At that moment, Kong Zhiyuan looked at the little one and Wu Tian, then said, "In my opinion, she should start in the first year of junior high. If she adapts well, I'll transfer her directly to the third year next year. Little one, you're still young. Although your knowledge is comparable to a third-year student's, you first need to learn how to get along with classmates. That's a very important skill."

Wu Tian felt that Kong Zhiyuan had a good point. The little one nodded in agreement. First-year student... that sounds way better than 'elementary schooler.'

But she still spoke up, "Grandpa, you promised. I'll spend one year in the first year, and then I'll go to the third year."

"Come on, let's make a pinky promise," she said, holding out her little finger. To a child, a pinky promise was as solemn as an oath signed in blood.

"Alright, alright, alright," Kong Zhiyuan chuckled, finding it amusing as he linked his pinky with hers.

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