I picked up the god-level academic system

Chapter 470: Give your child another teacher

By 11 o'clock at noon, Duan Lingxiao and his wife had been waiting at the door for three hours, and even went to a park in the middle.

"When will our daughter come out?" Duan Lingxiao kept looking at his watch and asked worriedly.

"Don't worry, maybe her number is too far back in the queue." Bao Bao comforted.

While the two were talking, they saw Duan Ziniu waving to them.

"Dad, Mom!"

"Niuniu, you have figured it out. All the flowers dad has been waiting for have withered."

Duan Lingxiao ran over and picked up his daughter.

At this time, Niu Niu's violin teacher also came out.

"Niuniu's father, Niuniu's mother, the child performed very well today. There should be no problem in passing the grade."

"Really? Thanks to you, teacher, because of your good teaching, our Niuniu has made such great progress." Baobao complimented.

"Niuniu's mother deserves the award. It's because the child is smart and hardworking. I just lectured normally according to the curriculum."

"Teacher is so humble." Duan Lingxiao said with a smile, "Niuniu, hurry up and say thank you to the teacher."

"Thank you, teacher." Niu Niu said politely.

"No, keep working hard, don't be proud, you know?"

"Understood, teacher."

"By the way, parents of Niuniu, I have something to tell you."

As soon as the baby heard this tone, he knew that the matter must be serious, so he asked, "Teacher, is there something important?"

"Don't be nervous, Niuniu's mother," the teacher explained. "The child is progressing very quickly. My idea is to increase the difficulty of the exercises."

"If possible, I would like her to participate in the Children's Violin National Competition next year."

"Is it so fast? Our Niuniu has only studied for a few months. Can we participate in the competition?" The baby looked incredulous.

"For other children, it is definitely not possible, but Niuniu's talent is extremely high and she is very promising. I hope that the child's talent will not be wasted."

After hearing this, Duan Lingxiao agreed, "Baby, the teacher is right. Since the child likes it, let her show her full play."

"That's okay, I'm just afraid of delaying my child's study."

Hearing her mother's words, Duan Ziniu added, "Mom and dad, don't worry, my study is going well and it won't be delayed."

"Okay, I believe you." Baobao smiled.

"Teacher, let's follow your arrangement. If you need anything, just tell us. Is Niuniu's tuition fee about to expire?" Duan Lingxiao asked.

"No, no, you gave me one year. It's still early. I'm just telling you, okay, you go ahead and get busy. I'll leave first."

After that, the teacher turned and left.

Duan Lingxiao put the child down, handed it to his wife, and then chased the teacher alone.

"Teacher, I've troubled you recently. It's just a small thing, just treat it as a thank you gift." He forced the teacher into a thick red envelope.

"No, no, Niuniu's father, you are too polite. The price you gave is already very high, we can't give it any more."

The teacher wanted to refuse, but Duan Lingxiao stuffed it directly into his pocket.

"You must accept it, teacher. Our Niuniu's violin still depends on you. Please pay more attention in the future. Both of us are very busy and don't understand these professional things."

"The elderly at home are all old, so I have to trouble you a lot about the violin."

"Oh, thank you Niuniu's father. Leave the child to me, and just take it easy."

"I'm very relieved." Duan Lingxiao said, holding his hand.

The teacher happily accepted the red envelope, waved to Duan Lingxiao, and left.

Seeing her husband's operation, the baby was a little dumbfounded, and suddenly sighed in his heart: What a pitiful parent in the world.

"Okay, let's go take over the little hand." Duan Lingxiao said.

"Let's go and see if my brother has finished class so we can go have dinner."

The three of them got into the car and drove towards the programming training class.

……

After arriving at Xiaoshou's class, the child happened to be finishing school.

"Mom, Dad, get out of class is over!" Little hands flew towards them.

"Did your son enjoy studying today?" the baby asked.

"Happy, the teacher said I have reached an advanced level." Duan Zishou said happily.

"Advanced level?" Duan Lingxiao asked confused, "Son, you have just studied for a few months and you are already advanced? Did you hear it wrong? Did the teacher say intermediate level?"

"I heard you right, the teacher is talking about advanced level." Duan Zishou defended.

As soon as he turned around, he saw the teacher coming over and said quickly, "If you don't believe me, ask the teacher."

Duan Lingxiao stepped forward and asked, "Hello, teacher, I am Duan Lingxiao, Duan Zishou's father."

"Oh, I have admired the great name Duan Dong for a long time. Like father, like son. My little hands are as powerful as yours."

"Hahaha, the teacher has given me the award. I would like to ask, has my son's programming level improved?"

"Director Duan, you reminded me, I was just about to tell you about this."

When the baby heard this, he quickly came over and asked, "Teacher, is there a bottleneck in the child's learning?"

"It's not that there's a bottleneck, it's that the bottleneck has been broken through. Now the level of little hands has reached an advanced level."

After hearing what the teacher said, Duan Lingxiao realized that he had really wrongly blamed his son.

"You've reached an advanced level so quickly?" Baobao asked in surprise.

"Yes, the child's talent is extremely high. Judging from the progress of teaching, I hope you can change his teacher."

"Ah? What do you mean?" Duan Lingxiao felt more and more uncomfortable.

"Judging from the current level of little hands, writing a simple game program is not a problem at all. If you want your children to develop in the long term, you must find a more powerful teacher."

"Is that so?" Duan Lingxiao thought for a while and said, "Thank you teacher for the suggestion, we will consider it."

"Okay, according to the normal class schedule, Xiaoshou still has several months of classes. If you decide to change teachers, I can refund the tuition to you."

"It doesn't matter, teacher, the results of learning are the purpose, the money is not the purpose, just keep it." Duan Lingxiao said politely.

"Hahaha, Mr. Duan is really grand. Then you think about it again. I'll go back first."

"Okay, goodbye, teacher."

When Duan Lingxiao and Lin Baobao heard about the progress of their two children, they always felt a little uneasy. Is the progress of a genius really so exaggerated?

Especially Bao Bao, who was also a top student in middle school and university back then. She doesn't learn things so fast, does she?

"Ling Xiao, I remember you can play the violin, right?"

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

"You go back and find a piece of music and ask Niuniu to play a section. Let's see if it's really as outrageous as the teacher said."

"Well," Duan Lingxiao nodded in agreement, "Then let's let the little hands go back and write some code and see how it works? If it doesn't work, just change the teacher."