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After a week of classes, except for half-days on Wednesday and Friday afternoons when they had to go to Old Zhang's House, He Wenyu learned cooking, while Luo Qianqian practiced calligraphy. Every day, He's father picked up the two of them to go home, after much persuasion to dissuade the three adults from the idea of picking them up and dropping them off.
In a week's time, the classmates and teachers in the class had all gotten to know the two of them. The teachers, seeing their young age, rarely called on them to answer questions, and gave them less homework. Plus, since they deliberately hid their talents, no special incidents occurred.
"Qianqian, I heard there's a test today, and they're selecting students for the math competition. Do you think we should participate?" He Wenyu was feeling a bit nervous on the way to school. While tests were certainly not a fear, a math competition was something they had never experienced before.
