Chapter 71: Tearing Books and Learning

After the rest of the time went in, Eurasia admired his father so much that he threw himself to the ground. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info He happily praised: "It's still Dad who is amazing, and he can see their tricks at a glance!" It's not like some people who only see the wind and the waves, shouting at their own people, and don't look at whether the other person is a sheep or a jackal! He glanced at his mother, and when he saw that she was glaring as if she was about to have a seizure, he hurriedly said, "I went upstairs to read, and wasted so much of my time in vain!" ā€

Zhang Fengying saw his son hurrying upstairs, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and decided to go upstairs to have a good talk with his son. Unexpectedly, when she pushed the door open, she was shocked by the scene in front of her. I saw my son tearing up textbooks one by one, and there were a few books on the table, torn to the point that only the bare book covers remained.

Zhang Fengying shouted: "Stop, what are you going to do?" ā€

"I'm reading." Eurasian continued to tear the book without raising his eyes.

Zhang Fengying trembled with anger, pointed his finger at Eurasia, and said nothing: "You, the book is torn, read a fart book!" ā€

"When the book is torn, it proves that I have finished reading it!"

Eurasia shook his head like a little scoundrel. was so angry that Zhang Fengying wanted to beat him. "The books are gone, what do you read?"

Ouya didn't expect her mother to follow, and she couldn't answer for a while. He's been tearing up books for days. The mirror watch is gone, and he can't go to his "study" to read at any time. Lost dependence, only by reading well can you understand and remember. But when reading a book, I often can't concentrate and get distracted by everything that has happened recently. He was very distressed, is his academic performance really going to regress in the future? Doesn't this just make Jiang Hui and them grasp the truth? He thought that when he was reading in the "study", he was extremely concentrated, and while reading, he understood the content of the text, and unconsciously memorized the whole text. This proves that his memory and comprehension skills are good, unlike before when he always thought that he was not good at reading, and he couldn't compare to Jiang Hui and Shi Xiang. They are born to read, but not themselves. The experience of "study" has fully improved his self-confidence. In order to force himself to concentrate, he thought of tearing up the book, if he didn't read well this time, he wouldn't be able to read next time he wanted to.

Thinking of this, Eurasia said to her mother: "This is my original obsessive memory method. Read a lesson, remember a lesson, tear a lesson, tear a book, read a book. This is inspired by Xiang Yu's battle against the water, there is no way back, only forward. Ouya was stunned when she saw her mother, but she didn't believe his words. He thought for a while, opened a cardboard box next to the desk, handed it to his mother, and said, "I haven't burned the book yet, if you don't believe it, just pick up a few and test me!" ā€

Zhang Fengying saw that the cardboard box was full of torn pages, some rolled into strips, some crumpled into balls, and some folded together. Zhang Fengying picked out a paper ball and opened it. Before his mother could speak, Eurasia said that this is a math problem, as long as you remember the formula and use it flexibly, you don't have to do every problem. It's rolled into a volume, just read it once and have an impression, you don't have to memorize it. Fold together, they all have a close connection with each other, and it is important to remember the relationship between them. But it's not all memorized, just memorize the underlined part.

"Mom, you can prepare me a few more cardboard boxes, or waste paper baskets." The Eurasian train of thought was opened, and he spoke with great vigour, and Zhang Fengying was stunned when he heard it. "Every once in a while, I clean it all up, and I don't really have a lot of important things, I write them down in my notebook. These notebooks are what I want to keep for many years. ā€

Zhang Fengying was skeptical, took out a folded page from the cardboard box and opened it, seeing that it was an English text, and said: "Don't run the train with your mouth full, you memorize the text on page 68 of English." ā€

Eurasia smiled and memorized it fluently.

"Can you write?"

"Of course." Ouya took out a pen and paper and wrote a few lines, and Zhang Fengying said okay when he saw this. Despite this, Zhang Fengying still felt incredible, and said: "It's a pity that the good books are torn up, and I don't want to review them." ā€

"I've got a lot of room for that. In the future, every time I take a lesson, I destroy a lesson, which is called putting oneself to death and then being born, forcing myself to concentrate on my studies without the slightest distraction. Reading always relies on revision, which is called inefficiency and a waste of time. Eurasia said with great interest, and then said: "The human brain is like a huge warehouse, and there are countless rooms in this warehouse, and there are many cabinets and shelves in each room. Everything you feel is actually automatically stored in a warehouse somewhere. The question is how do you retrieve it immediately when you want to use it, and how do you connect the repositories to each other. Rather than learning the same thing over and over again. The so-called intensification of stimulation is actually a waste of resources and time. Revision is better than concentrating on studying all at once. Your eyes are like cameras, and your brains are like negatives. Just aim at the focal length aperture and take one photo per page is enough. Repeating the same thing over and over again will only cause disorder. ā€

Zhang Fengying stared at his son's open and closed mouth, very surprised by these strange theories. She didn't understand what her son was saying. She is a doctor, and her knowledge of the brain is at least dozens of times stronger than that of her son. But I've never heard anyone say that learning doesn't need to be reviewed. As the son said, then there are a bit of books in the world. Just take a look at the screen. The efficiency of learning is amazing! When she went downstairs with mixed feelings and told her husband all this, he let out a soft oh, and she was almost depressed to the point of frustration without the surprise she had imagined. She doubted that her IQ was still sound, and she was about to collapse, and she yelled at Owenjie, "You still don't care about your son? If this continues, your son will end up in an insane asylum! ā€

Owenjie gently patted his wife on the shoulder and asked her to sit down on the couch. "Look, isn't your son very good now? Study well, have good morality, eat well, and have a great body, what are we not worried about? He's grown up and has his own ideas, so let him do what he wants. When he really has a problem that he can't get around, we'll help him again. ā€

Zhang Fengying gradually quieted down, and when she walked to the staircase, she still looked upstairs uneasily, listening to all kinds of sounds in her ears. There was the ticking of an unclosed faucet in the kitchen. The ticking of the large wooden clock in the living room is also clearly audible. I don't know where a mosquito flies, buzzing around Zhang Fengying, high or low, light or heavy. Zhang Fengying struck with both palms, crackled loudly, and the mosquitoes fled with a buzz and disappeared again. There was not a single sound in the son's room, as if he had fallen asleep, and a slight snoring was heard.

Ou Wenjie put his arm around his wife's waist and said, "Look, my son is quite normal. Let's go to sleep, too! ā€

Eurasia still did not hide from the help at the class meeting. He never got Lu Shaolin and Shi Xiang's righteous advice again. This time, the two of them also became the target of help. Criticize Eurasia for promoting petty-bourgeois lifestyle, talking about enjoyment, and wearing high-end watches. criticized the Eurasian material buying, called Lu Shaolin brothers, and formed gangs to engage in small groupism. Following the example of the feudal gangs, worshipping the master and arranging seats, controlling the BMX association to engage in a big way, destroying public property, disrupting school order, and stirring up a miasma. What makes Eurasia strange is that this criticism meeting did not mention that he and Shi Xiang fell in love in the park. Ouya knew that this was not something that his father could say to Yu Shijin that could move them. There must be a reason, but it doesn't matter. This somewhat saved Shi Xiang's face and her fragile heart.

This time at the class meeting, Jiang Hui was unusual, he was humble and polite, no longer tense, he didn't say much, only said some phenomena, not speculation, and was not infinitely on the line. But the results he achieved were remarkable. Eurasia is completely isolated. Eurasia believes that there must be a careful arrangement behind all this. Eurasia has changed, he no longer argues, and even less attacks anyone. He listened quietly, with no expression on his face, and his heart was surprisingly calm, as if he were listening to someone else's story. In the end, the head teacher asked him to make a statement, and he immediately stood up and said: "Thank you classmates for helping me, I will work hard to correct my shortcomings, and I will definitely repay my classmates with excellent results." ā€

Eurasia's life went through the darkest period of his life. The students did not dare to approach Eurasia anymore, and Eurasia was isolated. Eurasia has consistently studied hard, but has never won the first place again. He was deliberately pressed and he quickly dropped out of the top three. Although he was depressed, he never got angry and did not complain. He still sat alone in the last row, quietly watching everything. The black pupils are like two pools of deep water. There seemed to be two fires in his silent eyes, burning so much that people didn't dare to face them. During class, he stood motionless in front of the blackboard. When the teacher asked questions, he responded calmly and never showed off a word. There was a book on the table with a cover, which he had never seen open. When he was assigning his homework, he took out a few pages of paper from his pocket and scratched them with a pen. He was never seen carrying a school bag again. I take a folder with me to school every day, and sometimes I even arrive empty-handed. Some of his classmates stole his folder, and he didn't gnaw. The curious classmate secretly flipped through his folder, which contained only a few exercise books and a few pages. He arrived at school early in the morning and ran lap after lap around the track. In the afternoon, he will practice extracurricular sports over and over again as long as the sports equipment is available. Folders and clothes can leave his body, only the fast-silver watch never leaves his body. He looked at his watch from time to time and did everything according to his own schedule. Shi Xiang avoided him, even if they ran into each other by chance, they passed by, and they wouldn't look at each other. When Lu Shaolin saw him, he would still say hello, but Ouya just smiled and nodded, without saying a word. All this made Jiang Hui and them worried, and the silent Eurasia made them even more afraid. They believe what Eurasia is waiting for, but they can't guess what he's waiting for.

In this way, a semester was about to pass, and a few days before the summer vacation, Jiang Hui received a news that his tense nerves could finally be relaxed--Eurasia was going to transfer schools......

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