"Is it a bit too early to consider this? My sister is only five this year, she hasn't even started elementary school yet." Luo Shufan raised his arm to hold his somewhat excited little sister's head: "Even for me, thinking about middle school is something for two years down the road. Aren't you thinking too much?"
"Have you never considered skipping grades?" Elder Zhang stroked his chin. "A child like this, getting accepted early into competitions under my guidance, could return to the Capital City sooner to boast among those old folks."
"Should the story of Shang Zhongyong continue?" Luo Shufan placed his sister on the bed and handed her a washed apple.
"Forcing growth?" Luo Qianqian giggled as she took the apple and just pretended not to understand what her brother was saying.
"With your current level, it's hardly forcing growth, is it? Even if you skip two grades, I'm certain you wouldn't be at the bottom." Elder Zhang looked at Luo Shufan, calmly explaining.