Chapter 1165
Chapter 1165 Mocking
Gregory nodded obediently and stuck right by Tessa’s side. The school didn’t allow parents to enter
with the children, so Tessa and Nichs could only walk him up to the school entrance.
Tessa crouched down and cheered Gregory on. “Good luck! We’ll be waiting for you outside.” “Okay. I’ll
definitely get first ce.” Gregory nodded confidently before walking into the school.
As Tessa watched Gregory’s silhouette getting smaller and smaller, she started worrying. On the other
hand, Nichs was perfectly calm.
He had a lot of faith in his son. Noticing that Tessa was worried, Nichs advised her gently, “Since
Gregory says he’ll get first ce, you should have faith in him.”
Tessa felt he had a point. She should have faith in Gregory.
…
Meanwhile, after entering the school, the sweet smile on Gregory’s face quickly vanished.
If Tessa saw this, she would realize that Gregory looked like a mini version of Nichs now—cool and
aloof.
Even so, a fair number of teachers and girls taking part in thepetition were charmed by Gregory.
When they spotted him standing in front of the map of the school, they quickly came forward to offer
their help.
“Do you need help reading the map? I can help you find the right ssroom to go to.”
“Thanks, but I’ve already found it.”
Gregory thanked them politely before adjusting his backpack and walking off.
Though the girls were a little disappointed, their young hearts were overflowing with endearment.
The child was too cool and adorable.
Gregory had no idea what was going on in their heads.
He followed the path on the map and walked around for a bit before he found the ssroom.
Quite a number of other students had already taken their seats inside.
Gregory was the youngest among them.
The other contestants were surprised to see Gregory as well.
Those who were acquainted with each other began to discuss among themselves.
“Why is there such a young contestant? Can he even write well?”
“He’s so little. Do you think he’ll cry during thepetition?”
“Oh, shoot. I’m going to get affected if he does cry.”
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Though the contestants spoke quietly, a lot of them were making simrments, and thus, Gregory
heard some of what they were saying.
He pressed his lips together slightly and pretended to not have heard them. After looking around the
ssroom, he selected a seat by the window and walked over.
A few of the older children saw himing over, and after exchanging nces, they began poking fun
at Gregory.
“Hey, little tyke. Do you even know how to hold a pen properly at your age?”
“Exactly. Don’t start crying for milkter.”
“Me wants milkies,” one of the contestants cried out mockingly in a baby voice, and the other older kids
began chortling.
Some of them wagged their fingers at Gregory and taunted him. “Go home and drink your milk, little
brat. This isn’t your yground.”
Gregory wasn’t interested in responding to their taunts. He found them utterly childish.
Soon, it was time for the contestants to get ready before thepetition started.
The invigtor stepped into the ssroom and handed out the paper for calligraphy before announcing,
“When I say you can start, you can begin writing on the paper. Everyone will only have one chance, so
be careful as you write.”
Once every child received a paper, thepetition began.
Gregory gripped his pen tightly and wrote every stroke seriously.
The older children who had been mocking him earlier kept throwing curious nces in his
direction.They were dying to know whether a little child could write calligraphy.
Perhaps they snuck nces one too many times as they soon attracted the invigtor’s attention and
warning. “Some of you need to be focusing on your writing instead of looking around!”
The older kids immediately settled down after that.
Outside the school, most of the parents were still hanging around.
Some waited right by the school entrance while others waited in the car, including Tessa and Nichs.