My Son is a Transmigrated Prince

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     On this day, Song Yuan was going to bring Rong Ting to the kindergarten for an interview. This was an opportunity that Chen Linjing had worked hard to get. Whether it was Song Yuan or Rong Ting, they were going all out. These few days, they had been training for the interview. Song Yuan felt that her brain cells were not enough. This was just kindergarten. What would they do in primary school, middle school, and high school? It was too difficult to be a parent these days.

Rong Ting had secretly lamented. He had thought that the imperial examinations were already very cruel. He did not expect that in his mother's hometown, even a school where young children gathered together, the admission requirements were so high …

"Education must start from a child's age!" Song Haiping sent them to the kindergarten. He was also very nervous today. In the past, Song Yuan had not made them worry when she was young. Twenty years ago, the kindergarten fees were very low, and the interest classes were not popular.

"The child is too pitiful." Song Yuan had always been a bad teammate. When Song Haiping and Rong Ting were cheering for the child, she jumped out at the wrong time and sighed. "Fortunately, I've already graduated from university. I'm free!"

"Who said you're free? Your hard days are still ahead."

Song Yuan: "…"

The environment of the kindergarten was very good. Song Yuan had specially bought new clothes for today's interview.

The parents and children's interviews were separated. Song Yuan guessed the interviewer's questions correctly. Until the interviewer asked the last question, "What kind of person do you want him to be?"

Song Yuan naturally would not drop the ball at this juncture. She had already thought of her answer before coming. It was the kind of answer that could not be wrong.

Her true thoughts seemed to be that she wanted Rong Ting to be a person who would not regret the past.

When they came out of the classroom, Rong Ting's interview had also ended. He was expressionless. Although he had always been like this, Song Yuan could still feel that he was not very happy.

She held his hand and walked in the kindergarten, asking softly, "What's wrong? Was the interview too difficult? "

She had heard that … children who came to apply for the middle class had to at least master a certain number of words.

Rong Ting had not been learning English for a long time. In terms of English proficiency, he might not even be able to compete with the children in this class. It could only be said that children nowadays were too amazing.

"Yes," Rong Ting lowered his head, looking very dejected. "I don't think my performance was very good."

"That's all …" Song Yuan comforted him. "It's okay. Don't take this interview too seriously. Just treat it as a valuable experience. In the future, there will be a lot of exams in your life, such as mid-term exams, final exams, junior high, junior high, college entrance exams. There are too many. When you grow up, you won't even remember this interview."

Rong Ting still took it to heart and whispered, "I'm the Crown Prince. I've always been the best."

Even the stern Imperial Father said that he had extraordinary talent, and so did the Grand Tutor.

"You don't have to be the best. Isn't it too salty for me to teach you like this?" Song Yuan burst into laughter and pinched his chubby paw. "That's what I think. It's also an advantage to admit that others are better than you. There's always someone better than you. If you really think that you're smarter and better than everyone else in the world, will you become a headstrong and self-opinionated person?"