So, early the next morning, Ling Anxun took the day off. He got up at six-thirty and waited for Shanshan to wake up.
When she finally shuffled out, rubbing her eyes and dragging her slippers, Ling Anxun spoke.
"Starting today, from nine to eleven every morning, I'm going to personally check your schoolwork. Flashcards, pinyin practice, arithmetic problems—we're not skipping a single thing."
He flipped open the study schedule he had already prepared.
"From now on, playtime is cut in half. Studying comes first. No exceptions for anyone."
Shanshan may have been young, but the girl was incredibly bright.
She spoke clearly and logically, her reactions were quick, and her reasoning skills far surpassed other children her age.
So Ling Anxun, drawing on his own experience, went ahead and scheduled a few simple mini-lessons for her.
He had originally thought a pop quiz would surely stump her.
