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Seriously, this is such a no-brainer.

After Chen An'an helplessly stood up, she said, "Teacher, this is way too easy. You should pose a more challenging question. Let's have my representative, Yang Xiaole, answer first."

Yang Xiaole stood up and answered the teacher's question fluently.

True to their reputation as a top student, their grades were unmatched.

Wen Qing looked thoughtfully at Chen An'an. Even though the kids in the international class all had parents from at least the upper middle class,

when Chen An'an enrolled, the headmaster specifically instructed her.

To take it seriously, to teach her well.

Clearly, her parents were definitely not the "ordinary people" she claimed.

They were upper-class citizens with substantial social resources.

Looking at her, it's probably because the questions were too simple.

Wen Qing increased the difficulty and once again asked Chen An'an to answer the question.

Chen An'an shook her head with a face of helplessness, "Teacher, I'm already nine years old. These kinds of questions are far too simple. Xiaole, you answer it."

On the first day of school, Chen An'an put on a great show of being a top student.

After a few more days, she surely wouldn't be able to keep it up.

Because placement tests were coming.

Yang Xiaole's grades weren't just good; they were outstanding, and they could probably get into Qingbei without much trouble in the future.

Wen Qing hadn't yet figured out Chen An'an's true capabilities. No rush, she would find out during the exams.

When class ended, Yang Xiaole naturally came over to play with Chen An'an.

Another classmate also came over to join them.

Chen An'an immediately took out her Small Erhu and finished a tune, leaving her classmates quite astonished.

Her unassuming international class just started its school year in such a low-key fashion.

...

Two days later, Wen Qing drove her small Audi, as usual, to visit the students' families.

Plainly speaking, it was to understand the family's educational environment to better offer targeted guidance in the classroom.

Today, she was visiting the home of Chen An'an, a student who seemed to have excellent grades and high talents.

Having kept up pretenses for three days, Chen An'an managed to deceive everyone, including her tutor.

The address of Chen An'an's home was Tan Palace.

Wen Qing was somewhat surprised; it was comparable to Baijia Dao in Xiangjiang. Those living in Tan Palace in Magic City had to be of extraordinary significance.

They were either from deeply rooted families or magnates of the business world.

Without exception, this home visit deserved her cautious attention.

After Wen Qing drove in, it was Song Yanxi personally greeting her outside.

Well, of course, you have to treat a child's teacher well.

Having learned from practices in Xiangjiang, Song Yanxi also maintained two top chefs in Magic City.

She came bearing fruits and gifts, making Wen Qing feel a bit embarrassed.

She kept praising Chen An'an for being obedient and popular among peers.

As for that final comment, it instinctively made Song Yanxi feel something was off.

"Since the start of school, An'an has been saying that any question below Olympiad level should be answered by Yang Xiaole. An'an's mom, has she won any math competition championships?"

Chen An'an's heart sank, internally cursing her luck.

Forget Olympiad-level championships; she had never even been in the top twenty in her class.

The only time was when she swapped test papers with a high-scoring classmate.

What level are Olympiads? She exaggerated a little, but why did the teacher have to bring it up at home?

Noticing her mother's unfriendly glance, Chen An'an quickly said, "Mrs. Wen, you haven't had lunch yet, right? We order food by flipping cards here. Please choose a couple of dishes first; our chef cooks really delicious meals."

Is that so?

She hadn't even seen what it's like to order meals by flipping cards daily.

The lifestyle of the wealthy, it's truly plain and simple.

What an eye-opener.

"Chen An'an, come with me for a moment."

With the teacher present, it obviously wasn't the time for reprimand.

Song Yanxi could never have imagined that this spoiled brat could actually fool the teacher to such an extent at school.

What kind of unimaginable trickery is this?

Chen An'an obediently followed her mother into the room, dragging her little sister along.

When Song Yanxi raised her voice slightly, the little fart kid would cry.

Scold her sister, and the little fart kid would burst into tears and runny nose.

If she didn't do that, her sister would threaten to eat her Princess Chicken.

So pitiful.

When she thought about Princess Chicken being gone, she cried out especially loud.

"Chen An'an, you're impressive, not only can you bamboozle the teacher, but you also managed to kidnap your little sister."

Song Yanxi was furious and could only glare at her fiercely.

Chen An'an hurriedly explained, "Mom, lies will eventually be exposed, isn't this just me trying to experience what it feels like to be a top student before the bubble bursts?"

Seriously speaking, the spoiled brat's academic performance is definitely subpar.

But that didn't stop her from growing a glib tongue.

She's got a basketful of flawed reasoning.

It makes you so mad, but you don't even know where to begin.

Song Yanxi, with an expression of disappointment, stared at her, "Can't you just study hard and give it your all instead of fooling the teacher, what good does that do?"

"Mom." Chen An'an batted her MaxFactor-laden big eyes and said seriously, "I have to admit, the half of my genes that come from you are truly excellent, but Dad's been dragging me down. Dad's old classmates have all said he was always poor at academics, so I am a perfect replica of Dad's genes. Mom, you can't blame me, I've tried to use your superior genes to overpower Dad's 'a total waste when he studies', but... I just can't."

Chen An'an shook her head and flailed her arms, looking utterly helpless.

Song Yanxi was dumbfounded by her nonsense.

So, it's her dad's genetic fault for her poor academic performance.

But secretly, she was pleased; at least the spoiled brat knew how to talk sweetly.

Throughout the conversation, there were hints discernible to her, suggesting how good her own maternal genes were.

After hearing this, how could she still blame her?

When it comes to sweet-talking, Chen An'an really has a knack for it.

No matter how clever you are, looking at her sincere little face,

You just can't utter a single harsh word.

She has a talent, indeed.

It's just that it's exploding in all the wrong places.

Song Yanxi took her out, not bothering to expose her, knowing the teachers would naturally see her "superior academic failure" nature on the day of the exam.

Song Yanxi was still very polite; it wasn't appropriate to give overly expensive gifts for Mrs. Wen's first visit.

Yet, a small gift still needed to be presentable.

Like a Cartier watch worth over a hundred thousand, silently sneaking into her pocket.

Regardless, parents always plot deeply for their children.

At noon, Mrs. Wen had lunch with them since she still had to visit a few other students afterward.

She couldn't afford to delay for too long.

Once the teacher left, Chen An'an was lively once again.

That's what you call a genius, isn't it?

When Chen Pingsheng got home, Song Yanxi still excitedly told him, "Your daughter said your genes are bad, typical one who's utterly hopeless at studying."

"She said that?"

Chen Pingsheng dug at his ears, nearly thinking he'd heard wrong.

Song Yanxi seemed to have accidentally slipped up, but it also seemed intentional.

"Yep," after that comment, Chen An'an, who was still in the backyard shaking her plump chicken butt in a twerk dance, was soon dragged by him into the middle of the living room.

"Chen An'an, that's not what you said the day before yesterday, is it?"

What did she say the day before yesterday again?

Oh… she remembered now.

The greatest honor of this life was to be the daughter of the Great Immortal Chen, wealthy and handsome, with an exceptionally bright daughter.

What words have reached her dad's ears now created an uneasy feeling inside.

Before she could think of an excuse, Chen Pingsheng immediately cut off her allowance for a month.

Chen An'an was dumbfounded.

Song Yanxi laughed hehe, little girl, you think you can complain about your dad in front of me and not get told on?

This time, Chen An'an really had no tricks left.

How was she going to live without pocket money?

Watching her sister holding a hundred yuan, given to her by grandma to buy lollipops,

Chen An'an snatched it away, "Eat, eat, eat, that's all you know, careful or you'll lose all your teeth."

Chen Xinyi was confused and pouted, almost on the verge of tears.

Halfway through crying, when Chen An'an glared at her Princess Chicken, Chen Xinyi pursed her little mouth and managed to hold back the tears that were about to fall.

Chen An'an was indeed skilled in bullying her little sister; it was just the beginning of the month, and her pocket money had already been confiscated.

Even a mosquito might be small, but it's still meat.