Rebirth 08: A Happy Life Begins in Elementary School

"Thank you, Teacher Huang!"

[Help from teacher: Happiness +1, Total 13]

Huang Keyun was momentarily stunned when she saw the bright, sparkling light in Li Zhao's eyes for the first time.

Is that so? That's what an excellent elementary school student should be like.

This brat will definitely be very popular with girls in the future.

If only you had been born fifteen years earlier...

Huang Keyun! What are you thinking about?!

Teacher Huang suddenly started blinking and shaking her head repeatedly, then patted her face to calm down.

"It's almost time. Do you want to leave the school first, or go with the teacher to pick up your classmates?"

"Let's go pick it up together."

Li Zhao wanted to experience everyone's delayed shock.

Everyone in the exam hall was about to burst out laughing. They had just finished their exams and were eager to vent their frustrations upon seeing Li Zhao.

Some praised him lavishly, some questioned him, some secretly watched, some said he was a sour grape, some treated him like a god... it was quite amusing.

Moreover, theoretically, there should also be some extremely stereotypical villains.

For example, some little devils would jump out and say things like, "You clearly didn't know how to write, that's why you handed in your paper early," especially those from the experimental school, which Li Zhao was really looking forward to.

Li Zhao was quite happy to discipline the bad kids.

It can be considered a correction in life, better than building a seven-story pagoda.

"Li Zhao," Huang Keyun suddenly said, "if... you really win first prize in the national competition, let me treat you to a meal."

"No need..."

"Teacher, I just want to chat with you, like a friend."

Li Zhao raised an eyebrow and smiled, "Okay, but I don't eat the things that kids like to eat."

"I don't know what kids like to eat, we'll see."

"it is good."

With ten minutes left before the exam ended, the teachers had all come out of the lounge and were waiting in the small square in front of the multimedia classroom.

Li Zhao could feel that there were always some gazes seemingly directed at him.

They dared not linger too long.

"Nobody's coming out, huh?" Li Zhao yawned.

Team Leader Chen pointed at him, "You kid, in the national competition, no one ever leaves early. There's only writing that you can't finish. You think everyone is like you?"

The bell rang, but no one came out.

"That's normal, it takes time to collect the papers," Huang Keyun explained.

Five minutes later, still no one came out.

"This is a bit slow to collect..." Huang Keyun frowned.

Ten minutes later, still no one came out.

Some of the more anxious teachers had already gathered at the classroom door.

It took a full thirteen minutes before the first student came out, and then everyone scattered in droves.

Liu Yiting has sharp eyes and found Li Zhao almost instantly. She waved her hand and ran over.

The loud "Li Zhao" startled even Li Zhao himself.

"Oh my god! Teacher, teacher, did you know that Li Zhao handed in his paper early?!" Liu Yiting exclaimed excitedly.

Li Zhao could understand this.

But the other six classmates who followed behind, including the boy who started trouble on the bus, all looked excited.

What? Li Zhao's early submission of the exam made New Taipei No. 6 Primary School proud, which is equivalent to making them all proud?

Then several students were actively and enthusiastically repeating the phrase, "Li Zhao actually handed in his paper early, did you know that, teacher?" The crowd was already chaotic and noisy, so the two teachers could only shout, "Let's not chat for now," and then organize the group to return to the bread truck.

Strangely, Li Zhao kept an eye on the reactions of others, and although he noticed some unfriendly glances, ...

The proportion is extremely, extremely, extremely low.

The kind of look that's only captured through deliberate observation—the vast majority of children have the same gaze as Liu Yiting—

worship.

However, Liu Yiting's intensity was even higher; she practically treated Li Zhao like a god.

Li Zhao paid special attention to those students from the Experimental Primary School, and every time he met them, they would exclaim "Wow!" with starry eyes.

No, who's going to fill in this missing piece of the stereotypical storyline for me?

I need to discipline those bad kids!

As they lined up next to the bread cart, Li Zhao learned the reason from the chatter of his classmates.

It turned out that after Li Zhao submitted his exam paper, the head of the invigilation team and another teacher had been studying it on the podium.

As they studied it, it grew to three, four, five...

In the end, almost all the proctors took turns going down to check on the students.

They presented themselves as if sharing a remarkable piece of writing.

Apart from the first three teachers who read the entire essay from beginning to end, the later teachers generally just glanced at it.

Everyone first frowned, then looked surprised, and finally left with a sigh.

If you ask why everyone is paying such close attention, it's because they're taking turns focusing on each other and complementing each other's observations. Their own exam papers are the most important thing, and these kids understand this principle.

After collecting all the exam papers, not only were the students frustrated, but the teachers were also incredibly frustrated.

Everyone was leisurely packing up to leave when suddenly the students in the front row heard the proctor say something:

"This kid who handed in his paper early has an amazing vocabulary."

The whispers spread quickly, and everyone slowed down their packing.

Then I heard several teachers praising Li Zhao's exam paper highly, saying things like, "This is way beyond elementary school level," "His essay is amazing," and "I didn't see any mistakes in the other questions."

With each sentence Li Zhao uttered, the respect and awe people held for him grew even stronger.

Everyone knows how difficult this test paper is.

While some of the best students were still feeling fortunate for "barely finishing," a student who handed in his paper halfway through the day was being praised by the teacher.

Isn't the difference a bit too big?

So everyone was a little slow leaving the exam room, and almost everyone looked at Li Zhao with starry eyes.

In the small society built by elementary school students, admiration for strength is one of the basic logics.

Being strong within reasonable limits will bring you both friends and enemies; being strong beyond the norm will only bring you friends.

To be honest, the kids chattered away the whole way after they got on the bus, repeating over and over about how Li Zhao had been praised, which made Li Zhao's ears itch a little.

[Experience the joy of becoming a legend, Happiness +1, Total 14]

Li Zhao turned to the window and couldn't help but laugh.

Sigh, who cares if my ears itch or not, it feels good to be praised like this.

This is the joy of being noticed. Even for elementary school students, it's really satisfying to have a group of people genuinely think you're awesome.

Feeling good is happiness.

Huang Keyun was equally thrilled.

As a teacher, she understood all too well the weight of what the proctors said; every word she uttered transformed into:

"First place in the national competition is a sure thing."

She couldn't help but imagine how great Li Zhao would feel in the office, in front of school leaders, teachers from other schools, and in front of her best friend who was also a teacher, after Li Zhao's results were announced.

"Li Zhao," she whispered to Li Zhao, "is there anything you want? Your teacher will buy it for you."

"I can borrow your computer."

Huang Keyun felt as if she had bumped her head into reinforced concrete.