Chapter 13

The ten-minute break between classes passed quickly, and before Jia Hongjian could urge her, the little girl was already sitting obediently on the sofa, eagerly waiting for him. Without Jia Hongjian needing to say anything, Wang Koulan and Old Luo were naturally amazed by the little girl's proactive and enthusiastic attitude towards learning.

Seeing such a diligent little girl, Jia Hongjian naturally felt a bit sentimental. In his previous life, when he was in college, he also followed the trend and went out to be a tutor. However, the students back then were far from as diligent, well-behaved, obedient, and adorable as the little girl.

Although Jia Hongjian had only bought some books to read temporarily, those books were just for surface cover. The real lesson plans and materials were always stored in his mind. For example, "Guns, Germs, and Steel," a book he enjoyed reading in his previous life, was not published until 1998 or 1999 and won the Pulitzer Prize in the United States.

Even though the book hadn't been published, couldn't he teach based on his memory and impression? Jia Hongjian always read books with his brain, always striving to remember the overall structure of the book after dialectical thinking, rather than memorizing overly detailed information. If he needed specific details at any time, he could look them up in relevant professional books.

This way, his brain didn't store all the knowledge, but rather mostly remembered the general concepts and where to find specific details. This reading method might not be as impressive as Mr. Jin Kemu's technique of reading from the beginning of a language or a nation's history to the end, but it was a method with a prestigious background—this was the memory method used by Sherlock Holmes!

The knowledge Jia Hongjian planned to teach the little girl from "Guns, Germs, and Steel" was quite simple, focusing on the reasons and details behind the rise of major civilizations around the world. For example, Chinese civilization introduced wheat from the Fertile Crescent but domesticated rice, which is why areas in northern China with relatively less rainfall tend to grow more wheat. This can also be extended to why the indigenous peoples of the Americas never developed a true civilization—because they lacked large domesticated animals and were too isolated to exchange with other civilizations...

With this knowledge, could Jia Hongjian possibly think he couldn't cultivate the little girl into the top "Loli" of China? After the explosion of internet knowledge in the future, who could have a broader knowledge base than a pseudo-otaku? Apart from professional agronomists and anthropologists, how many others would understand these points?

It was precisely because of this knowledge reserve, and because he was essentially a middle-aged pseudo-otaku in a 15-year-old boy's body, that he dared to make such grand statements!

"Loli, you must study well, do you hear me? If you're good, after we finish these lessons, Uncle will teach you a song about China's 5,000 years of history. Then you can sing it to Grandpa, Mom, and all the other children, okay?" Although the little girl was already very eager to learn, Jia Hongjian still used motivational techniques.

"What song? Can you teach me now? Uncle, you're the best!" The little girl's attention was immediately captured, and she quickly climbed onto Jia Hongjian's lap, grabbing his collar and pouting.

"No, we have to wait until we finish these mythological stories before I can teach you." The "villain" dangled a carrot in front of the little girl, not revealing that the song was truly amazing. If it were released in this era, it would surely make all the parents in the country admire it.

After dangling the carrot, Jia Hongjian calmed the excited little girl and continued the lesson. The next part of the lesson involved mythological figures, from Nuwa and Prometheus creating humans to Sui Ren Shi and Prometheus bringing fire to humanity.

As Jia Hongjian taught the little girl, the teenage girl who had opened the door for him stood behind him, listening very attentively. Wang Koulan and Old Luo were also listening quietly and curiously.

Although the content of these lessons was just some basic myths they already knew, they were captivated by Jia Hongjian's teaching style. They even subconsciously lamented their own childhoods, wondering if they would have had better lives if they had had such a teacher when they were young. At least now, their well-behaved baby, Loli Zi, had such an opportunity...

They listened to Jia Hongjian's lessons without noticing the sunset slowly sliding down the window and the shadows gradually creeping up the ceiling. Even when Jia Hongjian closed his lesson plan and announced the end of the class, the three adults in the house hadn't realized how quickly time had passed.

"Mom, I'm hungry. What are we having for dinner?" The little girl pouted, and Wang Koulan was a bit confused. "What time is it? 7:30? How did time pass so quickly? Xiao Zhang, Xiao Zhang, hurry up and cook."

She called to the girl who looked about the same age as Jia Hongjian and then smiled, inviting him, "Xiao Jia, have you eaten yet? Stay and eat with us?" Although her smile was warm, it still gave Jia Hongjian a sense of distance.

This feeling was quite strange to Jia Hongjian, as most housewives would be as enthusiastic as if they had met a god of wealth when they encountered a tutor who could bring great benefits to their children. However, Wang Koulan seemed to be a bit reserved, maintaining a certain distance, as if standing on a high platform, proud like a queen...

"Next time? I have some things to do at home..." Jia Hongjian was not a hypocrite; he was very honest. But he was also afraid of being too honest with false politeness. What if they were just being polite because it was mealtime?

"You—don't try to get out of it. In front of this old man, you're still too young. No matter what you have to do at home, you must stay for dinner!" Old Luo pretended to be angry, "Xiao Hongjian, do you have any dietary restrictions? No? Good, Xiao Zhang, go to the market and buy a few pounds of pork belly. Cook some braised pork for Xiao Hongjian."

Hearing this, Jia Hongjian realized that the girl who looked about his age was a maid. It seemed she had probably dropped out of junior high school and started working, either by good luck or bad luck. While Wang Daiyun, who was the same age, had nice clothes and many admirers, she had to start working hard and living a hard life.

Seeing the maid called Xiao Zhang, Jia Hongjian felt a bit guilty, thinking he had wasted too many resources and time. To make himself feel better about pursuing his dream of being a wasteful rich second generation, Jia Hongjian decided to help Xiao Zhang...

While Xiao Zhang went to buy groceries and cook, Old Luo and Wang Koulan chatted with Jia Hongjian in the living room. "Jia, you must be studying at a key high school like Yan'an High School, right?" Wang Koulan suddenly asked. It turned out that her grandfather, Old Luo, had not revealed Jia Hongjian's situation to maintain his dignity.

"Cough, cough, Xiao Hongjian, are you hungry? Do you want to eat some cookies to tide you over? Hmm?" Old Luo quickly changed the subject.

"Grandpa Luo, it's fine. To answer Sister Wang, I will be studying at the Shanghai Experimental School when I start school, not a key high school," Jia Hongjian said with a smile.

Jia Hongjian's frankness made Wang Koulan and Old Luo feel guilty. Especially Wang Koulan, who felt she had touched on Jia Hongjian's sore spot. In her eyes, Jia Hongjian, with his excellent knowledge of literature and history, should be a genius with a severe bias in his studies.

"It's okay, the school is just an external factor. The development and change of things, from quantitative to qualitative, still depend on internal factors. From my perspective, you will definitely be a talent in the future, even with a bias in your studies. Qian Weizhang, for example, scored 100 in Chinese and history in the college entrance exam but only 25 in math, physics, and chemistry combined. Qian Zhongshu also excelled in Chinese and scored 100 in English but only 15 in math. Ji Xianlin, who majored in mathematics in college, scored only 4 in math in the college entrance exam... So, it's fine. Look at Hua Luogeng, who dropped out of junior high school due to poverty and later self-studied high school and college content, and still became a great mathematician..."

Her words deeply moved Jia Hongjian. He was not moved by the older sister's comfort but by the fact that she seemed to have revealed many personal connections... She called all those people "uncle"? If she didn't know them well, she wouldn't call them "uncle," right?

"Sister Wang is right. If they can become talents with such severe biases, I should have no problem. Besides, our school's college admission rate is almost 100%..." To prevent Wang Koulan and Old Luo from continuing to misunderstand, Jia Hongjian decided to explain the actual situation of his future alma mater.

"How much? Almost 100%?" Wang Koulan and Old Luo's eyes widened. In those days, the college entrance exam was like a thousand soldiers crossing a narrow bridge, not like the 21st century when half of high school students could go to college. In the early 1990s, only about 900,000 students were admitted to colleges and universities each year, and in 2009, this number was 6 million! And the 900,000 included both junior colleges and universities, with only about half being university students!

With only 30 provinces, autonomous regions, and municipalities in the country, the average number of university admissions per province was only about 10,000! Given the severe college entrance exam situation, Jia Hongjian saying that his school's college admission rate was almost 100% was almost unbelievable!

"My future alma mater's name was inscribed by the current President, Chairman of the Central Military Commission, and General Secretary of the Party. The school was previously an experimental class for the Shanghai Normal University's education science research institute... The honorary principal is the current deputy director of the Municipal Education and Health Office, and the advisor is the deputy director of the Municipal Education Bureau..." Jia Hongjian said with a slightly red face, feeling a bit shy. He actually didn't want to say these things; it felt too boastful and showy. He was actually a very reserved person...

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