This morning, Xia Xiao had taken Shitou to the Genius Youth Class before heading to the Gaoxia Group to work.
Shitou, with his little backpack on and dragging a small children's suitcase, immediately attracted a lot of attention as he entered the school. After all, a three-year-old in the Genius Youth Class naturally drew a lot of eyes.
"Gao Peize is here."
"Good morning, Professor. Morning, everyone," Shitou saluted as soon as he entered the classroom. The gesture looked adorable, having become his habit. It was his earnest and serious way of expressing his affection for the teachers and classmates, but he was unaware how cute he appeared at the age of three.
"Please have a seat, Gao Peize," said Professor Yang with a slight smile.
Shitou sat down in the center of the front row, where he sat alone with plenty of space for his backpack and suitcase.
This was the teacher's special treatment for Shitou. After all, such a young genius needed to be taken good care of.
