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Chapter 152: Sky Screen Live Streaming System (27)

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With her nephew and niece both off to school, Xie Yang, having returned home alone, felt unexpectedly ill at ease.

She had lived alone for seven years before without ever feeling lonely, yet after spending a mere three months with her nephew and niece, she had developed a sense of dependency that made it hard to be apart from them.

Xie Yang arched her brows and smiled. While the Sweeping Robot cleaned the floor throughout the house, she sat down at her desk, opened her computer, and continued her full-time stock trading.

She sat in front of the computer for the better part of the day. At noon, she casually roasted half a baby pumpkin and blended a cup of five-grain soy milk for lunch. At three in the afternoon, when her phone alarm rang, she decisively closed the computer, picked up the tote bag containing freshly squeezed orange juice and small snacks, and went to pick up the children.

Although she had been trading stocks at the computer all day, she hadn't actually been focused.

When she said goodbye to her little niece in the morning, she had repeatedly emphasized to the daycare teacher: If Xiao Jinbao had any issues, she must be contacted by phone.

For this reason, she had turned her phone volume up to the maximum.

As it turned out, after most of the day had passed, the phone had remained quiet.

Aside from two or three inconsequential text messages, she hadn't received a single call, which showed that her little niece was adapting quite well at daycare.

In fact, "quite well" was an understatement; the little one's ability to adapt was simply heaven-defying.

"Beibei, you're sitting in the wrong seat, your seat is over here."

"Naonao, you have to line up properly to play games! Little friends who cut in line aren't good; we are good babies, we have to be good!"

"Junjun, you're not a mountain bandit! How can you snatch Bubu's toy like that? Hurry up and give it back to Bubu!"

"Bubu, stop crying! You're a boy! Boys don't cry! Don't you even understand this simple logic? My Metal Element head hurts because of you!"

Holding a small rabbit plushie, little Xie Jinchu, who was calmly helping the teacher maintain order in the class, stood out like a crane in a flock of chickens, exceptionally eye-catching.

Several mothers and grandmothers who, like Xie Yang, had arrived early to pick up their children, were gathered at the classroom door. Seeing this scene, they were extremely astonished:

"Whose baby is this? So young and already knows how to help the teacher maintain order? And so articulate, too! If only my Qiaoqiao were half as sensible as her!"

"Is my Bubu crying again? Sigh! He's been here a month, and there hasn't been a day he didn't cry. Huh? He's actually not crying this time? Whose baby is this? My Bubu is actually listening to her?"

Xie Yang: "..."

She's mine!

But I didn't expect our child's social skills to be this incredible!

"Jinbao!"

"Auntie!"

Seeing that her aunt had come to pick her up from school, Xiao Jinbao quickly put on her little backpack and grabbed her small water bottle. She politely said goodbye to the teachers and walked happily up to Xie Yang, tilting her head to ask for praise:

"Auntie, Jinbao was super good on her first day of school!"

"Jinbao is amazing!" Xie Yang, bearing the envious gazes cast by the surrounding parents, calmly took Xiao Jinbao's hand. "Let's go! We're going to pick up your brother."

"Wait a moment, Auntie."

Xiao Jinbao fished a piece of white rice cake with red bean paste, wrapped in a plastic bag, out of her pocket and broke half off for Xie Yang.

"Jinbao's reward, Auntie and brother share."

"What about Jinbao? Did you eat?"

"Eat, teacher gave Jinbao two pieces, Jinbao eats one, Auntie and brother share one."

Xiao Jinbao held up two fingers, bending them down one by one as she spoke.

The little one couldn't pronounce 'N' and 'L' correctly, so whenever numbers were involved, she liked to count them out on her fingers.

"Thank you, Jinbao." Xie Yang patted her head.

The two little buns she had styled in the morning had now turned into two little braids, tied with colorful little rubber bands, looking very cute.

"Your hair got messy after your nap, so the teacher helped you redo it, right?"

"That's right, Teacher Chen helped Jinbao braid her hair."

"Did you thank the teacher?"

Jinbao nodded: "I did! I gave Teacher Chen a candy, she was very happy, she said thank you to Jinbao."

Listening to the conversation between the aunt and niece, the parents who had come to pick up their own children felt their stomach acid rising.

They were all two-and-a-half-year-old children, so why could other people's children be so sensible and reasonable, describing their daily life at daycare with such clear logic and eloquence, while looking at their own children—

"Mommy—Mommy—cartoons!"

"Grandma—milk! Sob sob sob—baby wants milk!"

"..."

They were either pestering to watch cartoons on a phone, demanding milk, or wailing for no apparent reason.

Truly, comparing people makes one want to die, and comparing goods makes one want to throw them away.

Amidst the chatter of her niece's report, Xie Yang met her nephew, who was walking out of the school gate on time, wearing his backpack, carrying his water bottle, and sporting the little yellow hat issued by the school.

Seeing the child's flushed cheeks and excited expression, Xie Yang breathed a sigh of relief. It looked like her nephew's first experience at school on the Modern Plane was also quite good.

【The sun hasn't even set, and the Little Marquis is already out of school? The Princess is young, but why is the Little Marquis out so early too?】

【I never expected this! The Heavenly Palace's school is actually like this!】

【After a whole day, the duration of outdoor activities is no shorter than the time spent sitting in class listening to lectures! No wonder the children of the Heavenly Palace are all so robust!】

【I never expected that Cuju would actually be a course!】

【And even more unexpected, the instructor for Cuju is actually a yellow-haired foreigner!】

The Daliang People watched the siblings' daily school routine.

Beyond marveling at the complex and diverse content learned by the children of the Sky Screen world, they were even more shocked by how their schooling seemed like play. Their bottoms hadn't even warmed their seats before the teachers took them out of the classroom for fresh air—

Daycare little friends followed their teachers to dig in the sand, fish, climb, and play;

First-grade students had long recesses, physical education classes, foreign-teacher soccer classes...

The richness of the physical activities left the Daliang People dazzled.

They couldn't help but mutter to themselves: Could this be the reason why the children of the Heavenly Palace look significantly sturdier and more robust than Daliang children of the same age?

In fact, there were physical education classes in ancient times too, which were "archery" and "charioteering."

Drawing a bow for Archery and Driving a horse-drawn carriage were skills that ancient students needed to master.

However, that was mainly geared toward students of the Military Service Examination, with no mandatory requirements for students of the Civil Service Examination.

And for children of a young age, there were even fewer requirements.

For children in Daliang of the same age group as Xie Jilin, even if they had the means to attend a school, they were often taught their primers by elderly masters, learning the Three Character Classic.

Their days were basically spent in the sounds of loud recitation or quiet calligraphy practice; how could anyone organize students to go outside the classroom for outdoor exercise?

Paying tuition to engage in outdoor exercise at school would be seen by many as an absolute neglect of proper work, and the school master would likely be drowned in the spit of the students' parents.

Therefore, the physical constitution of ancient scholars was generally quite poor.

This can be seen from the fact that in every Imperial Examination, there are always a few who walk in and are carried out.

That is why there is the saying of the "frail scholar."

It was not until they watched the daily life of the Little Marquis studying in the world of the Sky Screen that the great masters of the Daliang educational world were suddenly overcome with a sense of bewilderment that overturned their worldviews: so, education could actually be like this?

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