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Chapter 23 Master of Ceramics (22)

"Are you fourteen years old? But you..." Si Lanlan was shocked.

Fourteen years old and eight or nine years old, he is still so thin. Coupled with his dull skin and rough hands, this makes Si Lanlan more and more suspicious of Sancho's life experience.

"Sancho's life was not very good before, so he is thinner than his peers." Butler Bian explained.

"In addition, Sancho's basic skills are not very good, so I might have to ask Miss Si to teach Sancho from the most basic reading." After a slight pause, Butler Bian added: "The progress doesn't have to be too fast."

In fact, what Butler Bian wants to say is that teaching does not need to be the main goal. It is more important than learning to let Sancho know what the life of normal peers is like.

Sancho is a kid who works too hard and is too sensible.

However, in order to prevent Sancho from overthinking, these words were not suitable to be said in front of Sancho, so Butler Bian decided to go back and find another opportunity to warn Sancho's little teacher.

"Start teaching by reading?" Si Lanlan was even more shocked and couldn't help but raise her voice.

He actually has to start teaching from the beginning of reading. Could it be that he has not been to school since he was fourteen years old?

"Yeah." Butler Bian frowned and said, feeling that the little teacher seemed a little too surprised.

Seeing Butler Bian's expression, Si Lanlan felt a chill in her heart. She immediately regained her composure and asked with a smile, "Then shall we start class now?"

"Let's start class now, Sancho. Take your teacher to the study room on the third floor." Butler Bian pointed upstairs and asked Sancho to lead the way.

There is a study room on each of the third floors of the main house. The study room on the first floor is mainly used by the old man, while the second floor is used by housekeepers. The study room on the third floor has always been idle, and Sancho has never gone in to see it.

Opening the door, the study is very warmly decorated, not as solemn as Butler Bian's study. The color scheme is the same as her room, so it must have been decorated together with her room.

But Butler Bian never mentioned to her that he had prepared a study room for her, so she didn't know.

The study room is fully equipped with all teaching tools, and Sancho even saw a stack of pinyin cards that are only used by kindergarten children.

Very good, it is indeed a zero-based teaching in the true sense, starting from Pinyin.

Although Butler Bian said that the teaching progress should not be too fast, she wanted to get rid of the situation of pretending to be illiterate as soon as possible, so as soon as she entered the study room, Sancho thrust the pinyin card into Si Lanlan's hand.

"Teacher Si, let's start class quickly."

Si Lanlan, who had never taught pinyin to a fourteen-year-old child, looked at the pinyin cards in her hand and was a little confused as to where to start.

Should she teach a fourteen-year-old child slower or faster?

Fortunately, Sancho didn't embarrass Si Lanlan for long, and fully demonstrated his learning talent to Si Lanlan. In just one afternoon, they had progressed from pinyin to simple poetry, and from numbers to addition, subtraction, multiplication and division.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the class ended. Si Lanlan came out of the study with straight eyes, and her movements downstairs seemed very wooden.

Downstairs, the housekeeper was drinking tea with Mr. Bian. When he saw Si Lanlan coming down with a dull look on her face, and Sancho following her with a refreshed face, he couldn't help but be curious.

What happened? Why are the students so refreshed but the teacher seems so depressed?

Mr. Bian also saw this scene. He smiled and teased Sancho: "Sang girl, what did you do to make your teacher like this?"

"Are you being naughty in class?"

Sancho touched his nose guiltily and denied loudly: "Second Grandpa, please don't talk nonsense. I'm not that kind of person. I study seriously."

She was just a little too serious, so much so that she met the teaching standards ahead of schedule. In one afternoon, she went from a young girl with zero basic knowledge to a young girl with the same academic ability as a third grader.

Si Lanlan, who heard the conversation between the two, came back to his senses and explained to Sancho: "Sancho is really serious in class, and Sancho is very smart, very smart!"

Silanlan used two clever words in a row to express his recognition of Sancho's IQ.

After sending away the dazed Si Lanlan, Sancho nodded with satisfaction at her learning progress. At this rate, she would soon be able to learn middle and high school knowledge.

She still remembered what Butler Bian said: when she goes to school, she will know how the flying car flies.

Here she comes! ! !

After studying with Si Lanlan for a few days, Sancho quickly improved his study progress until he graduated from elementary school, and then began to study junior high school courses.

Sancho, who had already attended junior high school and high school, was confident that junior high school knowledge should be a piece of cake for her, but reality gave her a fatal blow.

She ignored that this plane was more than two hundred years more advanced than Aquamarine. The gap of more than two hundred years was not only reflected in technology, but also in textbook knowledge.

The mathematics knowledge in junior high school was suddenly more difficult than that in elementary school. Not only did it contain a lot of knowledge she had learned at Shuilan Star, but there was also more knowledge that was not included in the textbooks at Shuilan Star.

The unfamiliar knowledge caused Sancho's learning speed to change from the original rapid improvement to only slightly faster than normal people. This shocked Sancho greatly, but as a teacher, Si Lanlan felt relieved.

According to Sancho's original study progress, she would not be able to complete the entire elementary school knowledge in one week. She might not be able to finish the summer vacation and she would be unemployed.

"The knowledge in junior high school is much more difficult than that in elementary school. This is normal. You don't need to be discouraged." The greatly relaxed Si Lanlan blithely comforted Sancho, who was frowning at a question.

She figured out that the reason why Sancho learned so quickly in the past was that apart from her intelligence, the relatively simple elementary school knowledge must also be one of the reasons.

In addition, she is already fourteen years old. Although she has zero foundation, her understanding ability must be much better than that of a real primary school student.

For various reasons, it is natural for her to learn quickly, but it is abnormal for her to learn slowly.

Looking at the knowledge now in junior high school, wouldn't her learning progress slow down?

Sancho's embarrassment made Si Lanlan regain her confidence. Thinking that she had been teaching Sancho for a week, but knew very little about Sancho and the other side, Si Lanlan rolled her eyes and quickly took out the hand from Sancho. Pen.

"If you can't think of it, don't think about it. Take a break and relax your mind."

Sancho was thinking of the key steps and felt that he would be able to do it soon, but his thoughts were suddenly interrupted and he couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

"I can make it right away!" Sancho stood up and reached for the pen in Silanlan's hand.

However, Si Lanlan thought that Sancho was trying to show off his strength, and deliberately raised his pen and said: "You must know how to combine work and rest. Only when you are well rested can your brain work faster."

As he spoke, Silanlan threw the pen back, completely eliminating the possibility of Sancho getting the pen. After throwing the pen, Silanlan immediately grabbed Sancho's shoulders with both hands, turned her hard, and pushed her towards the door.

Kavin was so stuck that it exploded. I really hurriedly hurriedly hurried and finally made it before twelve o'clock. I was so exhausted that I wanted to vomit.

The drama queen is asking for leave today. My dears, I have to get up at seven o'clock tomorrow to go to work. I really can't stand it anymore.

Good night, my dears.

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