Xu Ting's skipping grades didn't stop there; if Xu Nianhua hadn't stopped her from skipping more grades in elementary school, she would have wanted to jump straight to middle school.
After the first year of middle school, she actually skipped another grade and went straight to the third year.
At eleven, while other kids were still in fifth grade, she was already in the third year of middle school.
At twelve, she became the youngest high schooler in all of Ningbei No.1 Middle School.
Luckily, Xu Ting shot up in height, so she didn't look that little after all.
When Xu Ting was fourteen, she took the college entrance exam.
"Xiaoting, you can do it! Mom believes in you. As long as you do your best, I'm sure you'll do great." Xu Nianhua looked at her graceful daughter, filled with pride. Over the years, her relationship with Pei Yicheng was wonderful—no "seven-year itch," and certainly no cooling off after marriage. Instead, Pei Yicheng always treated her like a beloved daughter.
