IBO -Chapter 163 100 Years of Middle School Exam Questions

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Song Yiran sighed and patted Xiao Zhong’er on the shoulder: “It doesn’t matter if it’s bad or good. What’s important is that you’re happy!”

Xiao Zhong’er pouted sadly: “Sorry… I hurt your ears yesterday…”

“It’s okay, it’s a very small thing. No problem.” Song Yiran stroked Xiao Zhong’er’s head. “We’re family. Family supports and accepts each other.”

Song Yutu approached as well. Xiao Zhong’er immediately frowned at him.

Song Yutu raised his hands in surrender: “If you came to punish me, I surrender.”

Xiao Zhong’er shook his head: “That’s not it. Did you play that piece yourself?”

“No. My erhu couldn’t make a sound either. That music came from the speaker, connected through my brain.”

Xiao Zhong’er finally relaxed: “You scared me! I thought you were an erhu prodigy!”

There’s a saying: don’t fear your own lack of talent; fear the talent of those around you.

Xiao Zhong’er scratched the back of his head: “Good thing you’re not an erhu genius. If you were, I’d have to dig a hole and bury myself!”

His mood changed quickly, and soon he returned to his energetic self.

Song Yutu then brought out a gift box. Song Fu’s curiosity peaked—what could it be?

He imagined all sorts of possibilities: tasty treats, toys, or maybe a beautiful craft?

Song Yutu, noticing Song Fu’s anticipation, took a thick book out of the box and squatted to hand it over. Song Fu finally saw the large characters on the cover: “100 Years of Middle School Exam Questions: Comprehensive, No Blind Spots, With This, No Exam Worries!”

Schools in the Interstellar Empire followed a system similar to Blue Planet: three years of kindergarten, six years of elementary, three years of middle school, three years of high school, and four years of university.

However, compulsory education in the Empire extended from kindergarten through university, fully funded by the state.

Seeing the words on the cover, Song Fu had a bad premonition.

Song Yutu gave him a gentle smile: “Song Fu, you’re already five. In two years, you’ll start elementary school. After six years, you’ll face your first middle school exams.”

“This book contains exam questions from the past 100 years from top schools. You can start preparing now. Don’t thank me; I’m just doing what an older brother should.”

Song Yutu’s smile seemed kind, but to Song Fu, it looked sinister. He felt chills all over!

Terrifying! How could someone say such terrifying things?

Song Fu stretched his trembling little paws to take the heavy 100-year exam book.

So heavy… more than his small body could bear!

Song Buli and the others exchanged glances, silently stepping back to keep their distance from Song Yutu.

In their minds, they all thought: Song Yutu is terrifying! Utterly terrifying!

Song Buli suddenly felt a wave of relief—thank goodness Song Yutu wasn’t around for his own birthday; otherwise, he too would be tormented by the 100-year exam book.

But before he could celebrate for long, Song Yutu seemed to read his thoughts and handed him another gift box.

Song Buli swallowed nervously and cautiously asked: “Brother Tutu, this is…”

Hoping for some wiggle room, he was crushed when Song Yutu’s cruel words shattered that hope.

With a cheerful smile, Song Yutu said: “Song Buli, I heard your birthday was last month. I wasn’t there then, so I couldn’t give you a gift. This makes up for it.”

He pulled out another 100-year middle school exam book. Song Buli’s four paws trembled as he tried to decline.

“Hahaha… Brother Tutu, it’s okay. I appreciate the thought, but you could…”

Song Yutu ignored his protest and placed the heavy book in his paws.

Song Buli felt the weight was unbearable…

Song Buli and Song Fu exchanged glances, silently sharing the same thought: they wanted to escape, but couldn’t.

The remaining kids, Song Xiu Hu and the others, breathed a sigh of relief. Lucky, Song Yutu didn’t target them.

But their relief didn’t last long. Song Yutu’s merciless words soon shattered it.

With a smile, he looked at them: “Don’t worry, as a good older brother, I wouldn’t be unfair. When it’s your birthdays, I’ll give you the same gift. No need to thank me; I’m just doing what a good older brother should.”

Snap! The sound of their shattered hearts.

Song Yutu was nearly amused by their reactions. Tsk tsk, teasing kids is fun~

Song Yiran stood by helplessly, smiling. His little brother…

At the long table, Doris stuffed small cakes into her mouth while offering what she considered the best one to Garivi, as if presenting a treasure.

“Big bro, this cake is amazing! You should try it too!”

Garivi accepted the piece of cake, eating it slowly, his eyes boredly scanning the yard.

Suddenly, her eyes turned toward Song Fu and Song Yu Tu.

From the first moment she saw Song Yu Tu, she felt that he looked very familiar.

But before today, she had never actually met Song Yu Tu in person.

Occasionally, in class, she had overheard Song Bu Li and his brothers talking about their family members, among whom was this Song Yu Tu.

According to Song Bu Li and the others, Song Yu Tu and two other family members would almost every day pick them up from and drop them off at school.

The timing of Galivie’s guardian taking her to and from school just happened to differ by a few minutes from Song Bu Li and his brothers’ schedule, so today was the first time she saw Song Yu Tu with her own eyes.

Galivie wagged her tail. Why did she feel that Song Yu Tu looked so familiar?

Her memory was excellent. From the moment she hatched until now, she clearly remembered everyone she had ever met.

She was certain—she had never met Song Yu Tu before.

So where did this sense of familiarity come from?

Doris stuffed another small cake into her mouth and, curious, looked in the same direction Galivie was staring.

“Boss, are you looking at Song Fu and his brother Song Yu Tu?”

“Come to think of it, Song Fu’s eyes are so similar to his brother Song Yu Tu’s—they’re almost identical. This kind of similarity is extremely rare; it usually only happens among people who share blood relations.”

Doris sighed: “But they’re not related by blood. Maybe it’s fate. Even without a blood relation, their eyes can look so alike. It’s so amazing.”

Galivie withdrew her gaze, as if she had discovered a secret.

At 8 p.m., the guardians of the classmates Song Fu had invited gradually picked up their own little ones.

The once lively courtyard suddenly fell quiet. Song Yi Ran tidied up the remains on the long table, Xiao Zhong’er swept the courtyard with a broom, and Song Yu Tu was taking down streamers and small balloons.

The children had originally wanted to help clean the yard, but Song Yi Ran firmly refused.

He picked up each little one and took them back to their rooms. No matter how much they tried to act cute, he remained unmoved.

“All right, go back to your rooms and rest. We’ll take care of the yard!”

At night, everyone stayed in their own rooms. Song Fu lay on the floor, happily counting the birthday gifts he had received today.

Hehe, having a birthday is great! So many gifts, and so many birthday wishes~

Tonight, Song Fu was sleeping with the fluffy toy that Song Yi Ran had given him.

He really liked this fluffy toy. It was modeled after him, looking like a mini version of himself.

Song Fu hugged the toy and drifted into a sweet dream.

Song Yuan and Song Yue Tao were unhappy—they hadn’t been able to attend the birthday party.

Despite pleading with Song Yi Ran for a long time, he had cruelly refused their requests to join, citing “too many people, it’s unsafe.”

When Song Yi Ran returned to his room, the two little ones were still sulking. As soon as they saw him, they turned their backs, showing their displeasure.

“Babies, don’t be angry, okay?”

Song Yuan snorted: “Brother is mean! He won’t let us go to the birthday party! Too unfair!”

Song Yue Tao chimed in: “Too unfair! Brother is mean! Brother is bullying us!”

Song Yi Ran patiently explained: “Babies, there were really a lot of people at the party today. It wouldn’t have been safe for you. I was just afraid you’d get hurt.”

Song Yuan and Song Yue Tao still weren’t convinced, turning their backs with arms crossed.

Song Yi Ran gave up: “Fine, then do you want a bedtime story tonight?”

Song Yuan finally turned around, looking at Song Yi Ran expectantly: “Brother, can you sing me a lullaby?”

Song Yue Tao eagerly turned too: “Me too! Me too! I want a lullaby too!”

Song Yue Tao raised his little hands excitedly: “If brother sings me three lullabies tonight, I’ll forgive him!”

Song Yuan quickly added: “Me too!”

Song Yi Ran smiled and patted their heads, then lowered his voice and started singing gentle lullabies.

In the end, Song Yuan and Song Yue Tao were successfully soothed to sleep. Song Yi Ran quietly admired their peaceful faces and tucked their blankets neatly.

The next day was the weekend. After breakfast, the children played in the courtyard all morning.

And that morning, the children launched a collective protest.

“Unfair! Why can Yun Yun climb trees, but we can’t?”

“Yeah, we want to climb trees too!”

“Protest! Protest! Protest!”

Song Yi Ran stood in the courtyard, helplessly watching the children rolling and throwing tantrums on the ground.

Song Yin Yun was lying on the top of a peach tree, her tail lazily dangling between the branches.

She sounded a bit smug: “Because I’m the only one whose claws don’t get stuck in the trunk when climbing!”