Chapter 8 I'm Not Just a Genius
There is no difference between the days of school and ordinary people, such as practicing, teaching, and doing questions.
It is already the end of March and April is about to come. Life in the third year of high school is so boring and high-pressure.
As long as you can't learn to death, you will learn to death.
This sentence has a joke, but it is more of a manifestation of enlightenment.
Li Feng·······
He has never been an excellent person. At this time, he still relies on his own cleverness to get upstream and then starts to paddle.
His grades are not top-notch, but he can still get an excellent grade. He is in his thirty years old and has a 985-guaranteed simulation score. So occasionally seeing his lazy performance, the teacher turned a blind eye.
To describe Li Wen in one sentence, it must be "better than the top and the bottom."
However, both him and his parents expressed their satisfaction.
The multinational enterprise in the family is booming, and the real pillars are already taken over by Li Guan's brother, so the couple really has no excessive demands on their youngest son, and even said that their care for Li Guan has reached the point of doting.
Otherwise, I wouldn’t have given him a full payment just because of Li Wen’s words, “It’s inconvenient to go to school, I don’t like to live in an old house. Anyway, you are not at home, I want to live on my own.”
Under such a general environment, without the oppression of his parents, Li Feng naturally has no motivation to struggle.
Maintaining the status quo is what he should do now, so his goal is very clear when he is practicing the questions. Sometimes, the most exhausting questions that are most difficult to open up the gap are mostly given up by him.
But today, after the first math class, something strange happened when he was writing his homework in advance during the break.
He accidentally finished writing a complete set of simulation papers??
Which one does not fall into a single question?
"hiss······"
He reached out and poked the back of the math first in front of him, and asked him that he was going to come to his simulation paper. He began to answer the answers one by one.
"Today's test paper is OK, not difficult. The teacher gave a similar lecture in the last big question."
Have you talked about something similar?
He didn't listen carefully, just taking notes on the phone.
The kind that is there, but the heart has long disappeared.
"Yes? Didn't pay attention."
Li Wen replied slightly perfunctorily to Xiaopang in the front seat.
"Yes! Haven't you done all this question? Didn't you find that the problem-solving steps are basically the same?"
As he said that, Xiaopang took the notes he had taken in class from the table and placed them in front of Li Wen, and used a pencil to draw infinitely similar parts.
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"Okay, thank you."
After answering the answer, Li Wen returned the paper to Xiaopang. Then, when handing over the paper, he suddenly remembered something and added quickly.
"By the way, your number of questions 17 seems to be wrong."
"Hmm? Wait for me to see."
Xiaopang pushed his glasses, took the paper away, went back to check it again, and gave Li Wen a thumbs up.
"Thank you, brother."
Afterwards, as the class bell rang and the Chinese teacher walked into the classroom, the two of them had no follow-up communication.
This class is a special training course for Chinese reading comprehension.
It's very boring and hypnotic, but Li Feng is different from the past when he was wandering around. Now he is very energetic.
The mysterious feeling of doing math problems just now still remains in his mind.
He has been accustomed to writing math problems for a long time.
The brain seems to be thinking and operating, but in fact it is mechanically repeating the "actions" that were "well-behaved" in the past.
Just like seeing 1+1 but your mind can write 2, you must be familiar with these questions that have been thoroughly cleared.
So even if you do math problems, it still won't affect his daze.
My mind seemed to be moving, but it was dead.
But since that's the case, it would be outrageous for him to write this question.
‘I can’t be a fucking genius, right??’
Just when Li Wen was so narcissistic, he glanced at the golden status bar that was still ignored by him on the left side of his eyes.
【Li Wen】
【Level: lv65(100)】
【Fusion degree: 3%】
【Talented Powers: Control】
The degree of fusion has increased, and there is also an additional 'Talented Supernatural Power'.
?
The time paused for a short time. After Li Feng's mind was filled with the speed of light, he decided to experiment and confirm his bold guess.
So he silently took out another set of math problems from his desk.
I was in Chinese class and listened to the Chinese teacher talking about knowledge on it, but when I lowered my head, I was writing my math homework carefully.
This is another set of simulation papers with special training. In order to consolidate the results of today's questions, the teacher posted three major questions of the same type one after another.
In the past, when he saw this kind of thing, he only wrote half of it. Even if he wanted to write it in full, he would have to think hard for at least half an hour. But unexpectedly, he was still guessing that he wrote this question without any obstacles, just like before.
"Hold the grass."
After a low voice, Li Feng decided to try it again, and the truth was about to come out.
After a whole morning of experiments, after math classes, Chinese classes, and English classes, he could confirm that this was not that he suddenly became very smart, and he would learn without a teacher when reading the questions.
To summarize, it should be, "as long as you have said something, he will know it." The scope of this "must know" also includes various "variant" questions or practical applications.
A little bit overkill.
In order to summarize these data, he didn't even have time to have breakfast, and before he could eat lunch, it was already lunch time.
The school will unify the regional planning of the class, eat in different grades in layers, and there are many types of catering, so everyone can be considered "gentle" when they go to the canteen, and there is no need to run wildly.
Holding the meal card, they called Xiaopang in the front row, and they walked towards the cafeteria together.
“What to eat today?”
The little fat man asked Li Wen.
"Yeah... Udon."
"OK."
While talking, the two of them had already walked into the first floor of the canteen and walked towards the window that specialized in selling udon noodles.
There were various cooking items in a bowl of udon noodles. After that, Xiaopang took two portions of noodles to take up the seat. He went to arrange another portion of fried rice and bought two bottles of Coke.
After touching two empty bowls from under the aunt's nose, they divided the fried rice into two portions, and they started to eat each other.
Xiaopang's original name was Mo Fang.
He is a friend who is very close to him at school.
He is a serious subject-oriented talent, extremely excellent in science and extremely poor in liberal arts. Even if he is already in the third year of high school, he is still an extremely second-year junior high school. He is also the No. 1 legendary figure in the grade.
He became friends with Xiaopang and was also after the class division of arts and science. They were classmates at that time.
This bad fate starts with the fact that Xiaopang geography class is paddling with his mobile phone to watch the senior girl with a rabbit girl in the table hole...
Drink the soup first when eating noodles, and the soup instantly sublimates the quality of this lunch.
Although the income of the canteen aunt is just that, it cannot withstand the inherent superiority of this dish - no matter how unpalatable it is, it cannot be eaten anywhere.
Just as he looked up and was about to sigh to Xiaopang that the canteen aunt's craftsmanship seemed to be getting fresh, he suddenly found that the words on the upper left corner had changed a little.
【Talented supernatural powers: control, devour, fusion】
Chapter completed!