Chapter 5: Chapter 5, I want to skip grades!

Chapter 5, I want to skip grades!

Father He sized him up.

This person looked kind, and there was a gentle and amiable feeling between his brows. He looked like a person who had taught for many years.

He couldn't help but ask in a gentle tone, "What's the matter, Sir?"

"I'm a professor at Concorde Medical School. You must be this child's father."

The old man smiled gently and said, "I don't mean any harm. I just want to know who wrote the things on the paper on the table."

"The child just randomly drew them, why?" Father He was a little confused.

The old man was stunned for a moment. He looked at He Chuan in disbelief.

"It was... written by the child? It wasn't taught by you?" He confirmed again.

"I can't even understand these things, how can I teach it?"

Father He pinched He Chuan's little face, "Baby, what did you write again?"

"Nothing. I just saw the unsolved problems in the book and the hypothesis put forward by the original author. I felt that he was too childish as if he hadn't used his brain before, so I tried to prove him wrong."

He Chuan said in a childish voice, "It turned out that he was completely wrong."

The old man's expression was dull.

Father He and Mother He were also stunned.

Did this child know what he was talking about?

"Yes, he was completely wrong. He was completely wrong."

The old man smiled bitterly and his voice was filled with disappointment, "I didn't expect that my years of research would be completely overturned by a child today. I... Sigh... I have let down my teacher and my students who respect me..."

"Ah?"

The two parents were shocked. This old man was the author of the book?

In their eyes, someone who could compile and publish a book with such professional knowledge was definitely a great master in the field!

Regardless of whether they knew him or not, he was worthy of respect.

Moreover, from what he said, his son's scribble was correct? And he had overthrown his theory?

The old man was silent for a long time before he looked at He Chuan, "Little friend, can you tell uncle how you came up with this?"

"Use your brain to think, what else can I think?" He Chuan looked at him in confusion, his clear eyes seemed to be asking a question back. Was it very difficult to use your brain to think about these things?

"This..."

The old man could not help but be speechless.

This was indeed the most essential reason.

Some people were called geniuses because they had intelligence and a way of thinking that was beyond the reach of ordinary people.

They could achieve higher achievements in their fields at an earlier age.

Obviously, he had met one today.

And he was definitely a genius among geniuses.

However, if he told his students that a child who looked only a few years old had solved a problem that had troubled him for thirty years, no one would believe him, right?

The old professor shook his head, "If people hadn't seen it with their own eyes, who would believe it?"

He Chuan's manuscript was very precious.

It was not an exaggeration to call it the cutting-edge knowledge in this part of the medical field.

With the permission of He Chuan and the nod of his parents, the old professor took the manuscript away, organized it, and published it.

It was signed by He Chuan.

As a result, it caused quite a stir in the field.

Many related medical experts went to the old professor to ask who He Chuan was and how he could have such profound insights.

When they learned that He Chuan was only a three-year-old child, everyone was shocked and triggered a new wave of enthusiasm.

Although most people did not believe that such a genius would exist, the old professor did not need to make up such a story to deceive them, so the name of He Chuan as a child prodigy gradually spread.

However, this topic was not popular to the extent that it went out of the circle.

After all, there was no real product, no matter how good the theory was, it could not make the public have an impression of it.

Therefore, He Chuan's life was still very dull.

Every day, he would either read a book or sleep.

But his parents began to worry about him going to school.

Originally, Father He wanted He Chuan to stay in kindergarten.

However, Mother He did not think that was necessary.

Their own child could even solve the problem that had troubled the professor for many years, so what was the point of going to kindergarten?

That was a complete waste of time!

After all, it was only a place for pre-school education. Father He did not bother about this anymore and began to use his connections to think of ways to get He Chuan to study in primary school.

This matter was a little troublesome. It was similar to skipping grades and required pre-school assessment.

Moreover, he had missed the start of the school season, so He Chuan's school schedule was delayed by a year.

During this time, He Chuan did not sit around. He went to the library every day and read most of the books in it.

A year passed in a flash.

At the age of four, He Chuan easily passed the skipping test and officially became a member of the primary school.

Of course, he did not come here to study. If he were to count the time when he graduated, he would be more than ten years old at that time, and half of his life would be wasted here.

So, on the first day of school.

When the homeroom teacher asked all the children to go up to the stage to introduce themselves and say their dreams out loud, ne Chuan had sneaked into the principal's office alone.

"Uncle Principal, I want to skip grades!"

The principal put on his glasses and smiled gently. "Your name is He Chuan, right?"

He recognized the child who was known as the prodigy at a glance.

He Chuan nodded vigorously. Standing behind the desk with only half of his head exposed, it was difficult for him to make eye contact with the adults.

The principal moved a chair for him and carried it up. "Tell me, why do you want to skip grades?"

"The course is too simple. It's a complete waste of time," He Chuan said bluntly. "I want to go to the sixth grade so that I can enter junior high next year."

The principal could not help but be dumbfounded. At first, he thought that He Chuan wanted to jump to the second or third grade.

To be honest, if this little guy insisted, he would give him two questions to test him. If he could pass the test, he would agree to it.

After all, it was not the first time that such a student had completed the first or second grade of elementary school by himself in kindergarten.

Although He Chuan was a little young, it wasn't that he couldn't understand.

From the time he started reading at the age of three, one year was enough time for the 'prodigy' to understand the two-year elementary school curriculum.

But this request to jump from the first grade to the sixth grade was too outrageous.

No matter how talented he was, he wouldn't be like this, right?

Learning the entire elementary school curriculum in one year?

The principal had never heard of such a case in all his years of education!

He thought He Chuan was just fooling around and didn't take it to heart. He immediately called the teachers in his class to bring the little guy back.

He Chuan still wanted to resist, but the little guy was too weak and couldn't resist at all.

But he still said something unconvinced.

"Principal, just because you haven't seen it doesn't mean no one cannot do it. Who says I can't do it! Do you dare to bet with me!"

The principal was so angry that he laughed. Coincidentally, a few students outside rushed in to report.

These were the sixth-grade elites who were about to participate in the National Primary School Olympiad math competition. They were the group of people with the best math scores in the entire school.

Originally, he had planned to personally come up with a question to give them targeted training.

It just so happened that He Chuan, this child prodigy, felt that he could jump to the sixth grade and was still so persistent. He would not give up until he was defeated. Then, he would take this opportunity to let him compete!

Therefore, the principal directly came up with three Mathematical Olympiad questions.

In order to let He Chuan suffer, he also deliberately increased the difficulty. Some of the formulas could only be learned in junior high school.