Actually, it's very simple.

At noon, Chen Geng held a special meeting with Zhuang Wen's teachers, including the head teacher.

It was clearly pointed out that Zhuang Wen's spiritual power had reached more than one hundred and thirteen, and it was not a problem to learn anything.

Now the key is his physical fitness, which can no longer support him to continue his in-depth study.

So let all the teachers pay attention and don't let him think about any more in-depth problems, so as to prevent his mental strength from continuing to grow and causing his body to collapse.

The mental power is more than one hundred and thirteen, which means that a student who has been stable in the five universities, and he is also the top-notch kind.

Hearing that Chen Geng was still counting on this kid to take a provincial one, all the teachers didn't dare to slack off.

Such a student must be gentle with him.

So, there was an afternoon scene.

Study well, you can really do whatever you want!

Many classmates saw what happened in the afternoon, and speculated about what Zhuang Wen did to those teachers, so that they were gentle like a mother to him.

Well, kind old mother.

At dinner, Han Zizai pointed at Zhuang Wen with chopsticks, looking interrogating, and asked him what was going on.

Zhuang Wen finished his meal casually, and then said:

"It's really nothing, I just showed the teachers how good I really am and then they treat me well.

If you study well, you can do whatever you want!"

After speaking, Zhuang Wen turned around and left, leaving a group of roommates who had suffered 10,000 critical hits.

Zhuang Wen came to Su Xun's office and asked her for a library card.

Su Xun instructed him to only borrow some novels to read, or make volumes, and not to conduct academic research anymore.

Zhuang Wen naturally agreed.

He himself didn't want to explode on the spot, but he couldn't continue to study, so he was idle and bored, reading novels.

After borrowing a few books, Zhuang Wen returned to the classroom.

The two classes in the evening were math literacy and insect language, and Su Xun walked in five minutes before class, and everyone was ready at this time.

It is Su Xun's habit to go to class five minutes early.

"This is the paper you did yesterday, and the results have generally improved.

Two perfect scores, Gu Xiaolian and Zhuang Wen.

You two keep it up, come and get the curls out for a while. ”

Zhuang Wen and Gu Xiaolian went to hand out the rolls, and everyone was still receiving the news they had just obtained.

Zhuang Wen, full marks?

Zhuang Wen sat back in his seat, and Han Zizi said in a low voice, "Didn't you say that you wrote it blindly?"

"That's right!" Zhuang Wen looked down at the novel, "It's so simple, isn't it a full score to write casually?"

Han Zizai took a deep breath and put his right hand on his chest, the old man's heart.

You're forcing me to change the rhythm of the same table!

Su Xun talked about one topic, and left half a paper in the second section.

Seeing that Zhuang Wen had finished writing in three minutes, Han Zizi felt that he needed to be rescued.

The next lesson on the language of the worm.

Xiao Yaojing said with a smile: "This time the results are good, Gu Xiaolian has a hundred points, a full score."

Zhuang Wen, ninety-nine points. Zhuang Wen, you should practice this word!"

Han Zi recalled this sentence in his mind, that is to say, Zhuang Wen was deducted one point because of the ugliness of the word, so the language of the worm should also be a full score?

Han Zizai looked at Zhuang Wen with a complicated mood and said, "It turns out that you are really a scholar!"

Zhuang Wen looked at him with a serious face, stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder twice, and said, "Don't worry, there will be a father covering you in the future!"

"Get out!"

At the end of the evening self-study, Zhuang Wen and Gu Xiaolian came to Su Xundi's office.

Su Xun is a very responsible homeroom teacher, although she can leave the last two classes, but she will still wait until the students are out of school.

Seeing the two of them coming over together, Su Xun was a little surprised.

Gu Xiaolian explained what she meant to her, and Su Xun looked at Zhuang Wen and said, "Do you know that if one more person knows about this matter, there will be a little more risk?"

Zhuang Wen shrugged his shoulders and said, "It doesn't matter, I don't eat with this research result in my life." ”

Su Xun smiled: "Okay, I'm very happy that the two of you communicate with each other and promote each other." You can come here at any time on Saturdays and Sundays to discuss issues, and I will say hello to the other teachers. ”

"Thank you, teacher!" Gu Xiaolian smiled sweetly.

"Thank you, teacher!" Zhuang Wen also smiled.

Looking at the backs of the two of them leaving the office, Su Xun couldn't help but sigh: "What a pair of golden boys and girls." The youth of struggle is nostalgic!"

When they returned to the dormitory, they were inevitably surrounded by the three people in the dormitory for interrogation, Zhuang Wen just replied to them lightly, and solved their troubles.

"A top student is just a student who can do whatever he wants!"

The three of them successfully closed themselves, and Zhuang Wen gained tranquility.

After washing up and lying on the bed, Zhuang Wen began to think about a question.

It's not a mathematical problem, it's not a equipment problem, it's not a pharmacy problem, it's a philosophical problem.

What am I going to do?

In the past two days, he seems to be immersed in learning, in fact, he knows that he has been avoiding real problems.

Or rather, unacceptable.

I know that they are not the same people in that world, but every move, tone of voice, and things I have done are all the same.

But they are them again.

This world retains a lot of things, and one conclusion can be drawn from Han Zizai and them, that is, some people and things related to him have not changed.

Then his parents, his father, who worked in a factory, and his mother, who ran a small shop in the village, should not have changed either.

How to deal with them?

Are they still their own parents?

I thought about this question for a long time, and I didn't figure it out when I fell asleep.

On Saturday, the first session of the morning finished the papers, and in the second session, Zhuang Wen walked out of the classroom with Gu Xiaolian and came to Su Xun's office.

Looking at the two people who walked out together, everyone had all kinds of speculations in their hearts.

Han Zizi turned his head to Wang Kai and said, "Look, these two people are definitely in trouble." I even blatantly went on a date when I went to self-study, and sure enough, I can really do whatever I want if I study well.

Why am I a scumbag!?"

Su Xun's office, this is indeed her personal office.

Su Xun is the head of the mathematics group, and as a leader, it is appropriate to have his own office.

Originally, Su Xun could take a vacation today, but in order to observe Zhuang Wen's lecture, she specially rushed to the school.

Dozens of pages of blank paper were found, Gu Xiaolian sat on Zhuang Wen's left, and Su Xun sat on the right, watching Zhuang Wen begin to write down the derivation process of the basic form of the ninth insect beetle bit by bit.

During this period, the two women couldn't help but ask questions where they didn't understand, and Zhuang Wen would answer them in a clear manner, without hesitation in sharing their research results.

The three of them talked until it was close to noon, and they finished their talks until near noon, and they shared thirty-nine pages.

"Finally finished, let's go to dinner!" Zhuang Wen stretched and said.

Holding a position for a long time, this weak body is really a little unbearable.

"Wait, I'll save these manuscripts first!" Su Xun carefully counted the thirty-nine sheets of paper twice, and then locked them in a drawer.

This is a historical artifact of the future, a manuscript of argumentation for the basic type of the ninth insect beetle!

It can be used as a family heirloom.

However, Su Xun didn't have this plan, strictly speaking, Zhuang Wen didn't give it to her, she was going to give it to Chen Geng, which was of great significance to the school.

"You're so amazing!" Gu Xiaolian suddenly looked at Zhuang Wen with big eyes and said.

Zhuang Wen was a little surprised, but these words came from the mouth of a class elder who coexisted with wisdom, beauty and good figure!

"Whereever, you are the top student!" Zhuang Wen said modestly.

Gu Xiaolian smiled silently, and Su Xun walked over and said, "Okay, let's go eat!"

Saying that, Su Xun actually grabbed Zhuang Wen and Gu Xiaolian's hands left and right, and walked to the cafeteria.

Han Zizai saw the three people holding hands and walking into the cafeteria, the chicken legs in their mouths fell into the bowl, and they pointed in that direction with chopsticks.

"Look over there, look over there!"

"I'll knock it! Wen Shao is ruthless, he even took Su Xun down!" Yu Ming sighed.

"Young man, your thinking is very dangerous!" Wang Kai said, "It should be the two of them who went to help Teacher Su do something." ”

"I don't believe it, why don't you look for me when you do things?" Yu Ming insisted.

"Are you a scholar?" Han Zizai said faintly.

“......”

Yu Ming instantly felt that the chicken thighs in the bowl were not fragrant.

Zhuang Wen went to the school supermarket to buy a calligraphy book, and began to practice calligraphy in the afternoon.

The activity of practicing calligraphy is very good, at least for Zhuang Wen, who can't think about complex problems now.

From afternoon to evening, Zhuang Wen began to practice calligraphy stroke by stroke.

At first, it had little effect, but then Zhuang Wen suddenly thought that since mental power can locate the joints, why can't the various parts of the hand be corrected?

So, he began to adjust the posture of his hands, and this time the effect was a little better.

However, the font is not very regular.

Then Zhuang Wen controls the whole arm and corrects it.

Now it looks like it's right.

After an afternoon of research, his words became like fonts printed out by a printer.

Such characters are neat, but they lack aesthetics, and it is difficult for people to have a pleasing feeling.

As a result, Zhuang Wen began to relax his complete control over his muscles at night.

I already have muscle memory, so that the words written are already very regular, and gradually relax the control, so that the regularity has its own style.

When the Saturday night self-study was over, Zhuang Wen felt that his carbon pen was already very good, at least he still looked very comfortable.

On Sundays, continue to write.

In the busy senior year of high school, his such a leisurely and comfortable "old age" made Han Zizi and others angry, but he was helpless.

On Sunday morning, the teacher of literature and history stared at the class, and when he saw Zhuang Wen writing, he said: "If you want to practice calligraphy, you should write calligraphy, so that the calligraphy can best express your personal characteristics and write your own style."

In this way, you come with me, I have the Four Treasures of the Study in my office, and you can practice there. ”

Zhuang Wen naturally couldn't ask for it, thanked him, and followed Mr. Zhao to his office.

Mr. Zhao is the leader of the literature and history group and a leader.

Teacher Zhao is very enthusiastic about Zhuang Wen's practice of calligraphy, originally he was going to stare at it all morning, but he was teaching Zhuang Wen to write calligraphy all morning.

Zhuang Wen studied very seriously.

In the previous life, it was not enough to use all the brains to learn the means of making a living, and in this life I can finally develop my hobbies.

Of course, when your physical fitness improves, you still have to continue to study.

I crave knowledge!

I love to learn!

I seek the truth!

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