Reincarnation: I Have Always Been Rich Chapter 22

Chapter 22: Entrance Examination (2)

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Chen Ping was a little stunned as he watched from the side. Why was the development of this matter different from what he had previously thought? It was completely different! However, he did not intend to partic.i.p.ate in it. He decided that it was better to watch from the side.

Princ.i.p.al Chen entered and took out two final examination papers for the first half of the first grade of primary school. Princ.i.p.al Chen had done it on purpose. He had taken out the final exam papers for the first half of the first half of the first grade on purpose. As far as he knew, a child Chen Meng’er’s age should not have even held a pen before, let alone write. Then there was no need to mention the questions on the papers.

“Meng’er, come, come to Grandpa Chen.” Princ.i.p.al Chen took the pencil and exam papers and sat on the stone bench. Then, he waved his hand, indicating Chen Meng’er to come over.

Chen Meng’er saw the thing in Princ.i.p.al Chen’s hand and knew what kind of plan Princ.i.p.al Chen had in mind. However, Princ.i.p.al Chen didn’t know that his little tricks had fallen right into Chen Meng’er’s trap.

This was what Chen Meng’er had been waiting for. Therefore, Chen Meng’er ran to Princ.i.p.al Chen’s side eagerly,

“Meng’er, ah, here, this is the exam paper for the first grade of the primary school. As long as you pa.s.s, Grandpa Chen will let you go to school.” Princ.i.p.al Chen pointed at the paper and said.

“Grandpa Chen, what you said is true. You’re not lying to me, right?” Chen Meng’er was afraid that Princ.i.p.al Chen would go back on his words, so she specially asked again.

“It’s true. Your Grandpa Chen doesn’t lie. However, you also must promise Grandpa Chen that if you fail this paper, you will obediently wait until you are seven years old and can go to school, okay. And you are not allowed to cry.” Princ.i.p.al Chen pinched Chen Meng’er’s little face and said.

Princ.i.p.al Chen really liked Chen Meng’er very much. He rarely met a child who was not afraid of him and was willing to be close to him. Even his grandson was afraid of his grandfather and did not dare to be close to him.

“Of course, Meng’er never cries.” Chen Meng’er’s words. Chen Ping nodded at the side. Chen Meng’er really rarely cried. Other than when she was young, when she still couldn’t speak, and when she wanted to express herself, she would shout at the top of her voice. Other times, she wouldn’t cry. She would only reveal a sweet smile to you.

“Good. Our Meng’er is really obedient.” The more Princ.i.p.al Chen looked at Chen Meng’er, the more he liked her. If it wasn’t for the fact that Chen Meng’er was really young, Princ.i.p.al Chen really wanted to set a precedent and accept Chen Meng’er.

After Chen Meng’er took the pencil from Princ.i.p.al Chen’s hand, she looked at the height of the stone bench and the Stone Table, then looked at her small body. She helplessly turned her head and looked at her father as if asking for help. Chen Ping.

Once Chen Ping received the look of his daughter looking at him as if asking for help, he knew what she was going to do. He walked over and carried Chen Meng’er to the stone bench. However, Chen Meng’er was too small, so she couldn’t sit and could only kneel on the stone bench.

When Chen Ping carried Chen Meng’er to the stone bench, he looked at the pencil in his daughter’s hand and asked worriedly, “Meng’er, can you write?”

Chen Meng’er did not answer her father’s question. Instead, she gave her father a mysterious smile.

Then, she adjusted her posture to make her knowledge on the stone bench more comfortable. She held the pencil, lowered her head, and started to do the test.

When Princ.i.p.al Chen saw the way Chen Meng’er held the pencil, his eyebrows raised. If he was not mistaken, the way she held the pencil was very standard. It was even more standard than the posture of a child who had just started writing,

for some reason, when he saw Chen Meng’er kneeling on the stone bench, holding the pencil, and looking at the paper with her head lowered, Princ.i.p.al Chen had a voice in his heart telling him that he might be able to look forward to it, he saw a completely unexpected result.

Chen Meng’er’s attention was focused on the paper on the stone table. It could be said that the questions on the two papers in front of her were so simple that she could solve them with her eyes closed. However, she had overestimated her current body.

After all, she was still a three-year-old child. Moreover, this body of hers had never held a pencil before. It could be said that this was the first time she held a pen. The way she held the pen was correct, but the strength of her hands and wrists was a little out of control.

Although she could hold a pencil and write, the words she wrote were crooked and ugly. Fortunately, these words could still be seen.

Just like that, Chen Meng’er’s writing speed was very slow. She drew almost one stroke at a time, slowly. Fortunately, after Chen Meng’er got used to it for a period of time, this situation slightly improved.

While Chen Meng’er was focused on the test paper and struggling with the pencil in her hand, Princ.i.p.al Chen’s eyes were fixed on Chen Meng’er without blinking. When he saw her write the first word, although it was just a very simple word, it still surprised him.

And as Chen Meng’er wrote one question after another, Princ.i.p.al Chen’s heart could not be described as surprised. He looked at Chen Meng’er who was seriously working on the question, then looked up at Chen Ping who was drinking tea with his head lowered. His mouth opened and closed, but in the end, he swallowed the question he wanted to ask.

An hour and a half later, Chen Meng’er put down the pencil and shook her wrist, which was sore from writing. Then, she looked up again and smiled, revealing her two beautiful dimples. She said to Princ.i.p.al Chen, “Grandpa Chen, I’ve finished all of them.”

If it weren’t for Chen Meng’er’s lack of familiarity with handwriting, she would have finished these two papers in half an hour.

Princ.i.p.al Chen, who had fallen into his own thoughts after reading Chen Meng’er’s answer paper, was pulled back by Chen Meng’er. Then, he picked up Chen Meng’er’s paper and began to read it.

This was tender handwriting, but it was clear that the answer sheet had not been altered. It made Princ.i.p.al Chen’s heart very complicated. What made Princ.i.p.al Chen even more complicated was that there was not a single mistake in the answer sheet. He raised his head and looked straight at Chen Meng’er, not saying a word for a long time.

Until Chen Ping opened his mouth and asked, “Uncle Chen, how is it? Is it because Meng’er didn’t do well? If she didn’t do well, then…”

Before Chen Ping could finish his words, Princ.i.p.al Chen suddenly opened his mouth and said, “She did very well.”

“Ah.” Chen Ping thought that he had heard wrong.

“Meng’er did very well in these two papers. She got them all right.” As Princ.i.p.al Chen finished speaking, his tone became agitated.