Xiaoyi's small hands gripped the cellphone as he played a game with earnest concentration.
Without even lifting his head, he said,
"Teacher Chang's homework is child's play. It poses no challenge for me. I wouldn't waste my time on it."
The homework assigned by the kindergarten was certainly not difficult—basic Chinese Pinyin, simple addition problems, and identifying colors.
Xiaoyi was intelligent. By the time he was just two years old, he could calculate and recite the multiplication table backward and forward.
Now, to have him do the kindergarten's homework was indeed without challenge.
Lu Fengxuan saw Xiaoyi's incredibly smug expression and found it adorable.
She squeezed herself next to Xiaoyi and once again extended her "claw" towards his head.
"My son is so smart. The fact that such a clever treasure was born from me fills me with indescribable pride and a sense of accomplishment!"
