The teacher who came down was none other than their old acquaintance, Tang Rongrong.
She was wearing a quilted floral jacket, its red-and-green color scheme radiating a strong rural vibe. She looked as bulky as a bear, with her flashlight hanging from her waist by a cord and both hands tucked into her sleeves.
Song He and Xiang Xiaotong couldn't hold back their laughter. Tang Rongrong's usual style and appearance had both been quite fashionable. They hadn't seen her for a few months—how had she become this down-to-earth?
"Warm, comfortable, and dirt-resistant! I've prepared a floral quilted jacket for each of you too. Put one on and you'll fall in love with it!" Tang Rongrong immediately saw what the two leaders were laughing about and explained with a smile.
The driver and Tang Rongrong saluted each other. The driver got into the car and left, while Tang Rongrong slowly led the two leaders up the mountain, reporting on recent developments as they walked.
"The Genius Institute has undergone a qualitative change over the past few months. The children are progressing at lightning speed, and we've already replaced several batches of teachers." Tang Rongrong said, "The teachers can't keep up with the students' rate of progress. Many teachers prepare a huge amount of material in advance, only to discover after arriving that none of it is useful. Even the extra problems beyond the syllabus are treated as mental-arithmetic exercises by the students!"
"That fierce?" Song He was astonished.
"Has the Brain Spring 2nd Generation become more effective?" Xiang Xiaotong asked. "Have you tested their IQs?"
"The last test was two months ago. Among the upper-grade students—that batch including Yuan Tiangang—the highest IQ was 175. The younger students have also made huge leaps in intelligence." Tang Rongrong said, "You can pay attention