Chapter 904 - Writing with both hands

The two punishment conditions proposed by Huang Laoxie immediately sparked heated discussions in the classroom.

"Professor Huang is really protecting his shortcomings, and now Jiang Hao is already his person, and he has put forward two punishment conditions, but what is the difference between not mentioning it?"

Some students were indignant and waited so long to wait for the students who were late, but in exchange for such a punishment, the students strongly expressed their dissatisfaction and felt that the punishment was too light.

"Two punishments are not enough, if you are dissatisfied, you can directly propose it to Professor Huang."

The students next to him, who obviously supported Jiang Hao, immediately cast a look of contempt and disdain, since he was dissatisfied, why did he lower his voice and shout? Since you're afraid to protest a hairy?

"This punishment is not light, just the first punishment condition, who can do it? It took a month for people to sum up so many mistakes, and you can also take a month off, for fear that you won't be able to find even a single mistake. Jiang Hao's eye-catching and excellent performance won him the support of many students, and other students sent support in time to fight against those who were dissatisfied.

"Who said that the second condition is easy, do you think it is easy to carry a corpse? It is easy to carry a corpse in broad daylight, but the key to carrying a corpse is carried out at night, and if you have not experienced it, you will never know the horror of the road. ”

A handsome student, his face was pale, his voice was cold, and he couldn't help but think of the terrifying legend about carrying corpses in the school, and couldn't help but shudder.

"I've heard some legends ...... too." One student swallowed, lowered his voice, and spoke in a seeping voice, as if he had experienced it himself.

As a result, the question about the severity of Jiang Hao's punishment quickly shifted to all kinds of strange and strange talks about Kyoto University, and the students listened to it with fascination.

The pheasant listened to the terrifying legends of the pores in his ears, his legs were weak in fright, and he remembered that he was about to carry the corpse, and he almost didn't faint!

"So...... Terror? ”

Haonan is a thief and bold, one is that he is not afraid of heaven and earth, but the very realistic ghost stories that keep drilling into his ears even make him retreat and retreat.

"It's just a scare."

Zhang Yun waved his hand aggressively, but the corners of his eyes jumped wildly a few times, trying to distract himself as much as possible, not listening to the story of the yin and yang setbacks next to him, but his self-control was very weak, and he couldn't help but listen, listening to it, his legs were weak, his liver was trembling, and people were also cowardly!

People are always full of fear of the unknown, and people deliberately exaggerate, no matter how brave people are, they will be frightened by supernatural stories!

"You're not afraid, are you?"

Huang Laoxie said with a smug face.

"I'm a big living person, which dead person am I afraid of?" Jiang Hao pursed his lips, he killed a lot of people, let alone a complete corpse, he was used to piles of broken pieces, how could he be afraid to carry any corpse?

Huang Laoxie saw that Jiang Hao looked completely unconcerned, and felt that Jiang Hao must be afraid of embarrassment, so he deliberately held on to his disdain, lowered his voice and said, "Forget it, I'm looking for someone." ”

Huang Laoxi's proposal of this punishment condition is actually to scare Jiang Hao and tease him, so that Jiang Hao can remember it for a long time, remember the lesson of this time, and don't make the same mistake again.

"You're a professor, a spittle and a nail, there's no need to break your promise for me." Jiang Hao glanced at Huang Laoxie gratefully and declined his kindness.

He has now broken through to the realm of transformation. Fire can be used to carry the energy in other people's bodies for his own use, and the last thing he lacks now is to replenish the energy of his body.

In the eyes of others, carrying the corpse is a chore, and it will definitely be avoided, Jiang Hao likes this work very much, just in the process of carrying the corpse, he can absorb the energy in the corpse for his own use, this kind of work is simply tailor-made for himself, how can he shirk it?

"Are you sure?"

Huang Laoxie was dumbfounded, and asked in a daze, looking up and down at Jiang Hao, who was full of confidence, with strange eyes dripping, and muttered in his heart: How do you look at him as if he likes it very much, does he have any necrophilia?

"What's certain about this, if I really can't hold on, I'll definitely go to you to postpone it, and I will definitely not be reckless."

Jiang Hao said seriously.

"Okay."

Jiang Hao's insistence made Huang Laoxie useless, and there should be no problem with imagination, so just let Jiang Hao do it, which can be regarded as a spiritual training for Jiang Hao.

"I'll write you the mistakes."

Jiang Hao said suggestively.

"The delay is not short, let's get out of class first, the next class will start soon, you better go and prepare, don't be late."

Huang Laoxie waved his hand indifferently, signaling Jiang Hao not to worry about writing the wrong point.

"There's enough time."

Jiang Hao glanced at the watch on his wrist and found that there were still ten minutes left before class, which was enough for writing mistakes.

"Write more than 200 in ten minutes, are you sure you can complete it?"

Huang Laoxie opened his mouth in disbelief, and wrote a mistake point for at least one minute, ten minutes, and at most ten, which was too far from the gap of more than two hundred.

"I write fast, just find a pen and a notebook." Jiang Hao urged, time is pressing, and he can't afford to waste it.

"Okay."

Huang Laoxie saw that Jiang Hao insisted on writing, and he didn't persuade him, so he opened the brown leather bag he carried, took out a blank notebook and a pen from it and handed it to Jiang Hao.

Huang Laoxi's ability to accept fresh food is very strong, and Kyoto University has already entered science teaching, but he still does not have the habit of carrying a notebook with him, in his words, carrying more than a dozen pounds of things with him, a handful of old bones can't hurt! Who would dare to force what he didn't want to do?

"One pen, not enough, find another pen." Jiang Hao held the pen in his right hand, and with the other hand, he had already opened the notebook, signaling Huang Laoxie to find a pen.

Using two pens at once?

Huang Laoxie didn't understand Jiang Hao's intention to ask for two pens, one person has one hand, can those two pens speed up the speed of writing?

However, he didn't bother to ask, and motioned to a girl sitting in the first row to lend himself the pen in his hand to use.

The girl trotted and handed the pen to Huang Laoxi, who handed it to Jiang Hao, who had torn his notebook in half and placed it under his two hands with doubts.

"Thank you."

Jiang Hao took the pen without raising his head, then held the pen in his left hand, bent over, his wrist trembled, and began to write directly without warning.

"Two hands to write?"

Huang Laoxie looked at Jiang Hao's writing movements in shock, and I have to say that Jiang Hao's behavior once again brought him a huge shock.

Ordinary people are not proficient in writing with one hand, but Jiang Hao actually uses two hands to write directly, and what is even more surprising is that the pen holding action of both hands is very standard, and no flaws can be found.

Brush!

Jiang Hao's wrist trembled, and the tip of the pen quickly roamed on the snow-white paper, and the blank surface of the paper was quickly filled with words by Jiang Hao.

"Writing with two hands?"

"Is this okay?"

"Load it."

“……”

Jiang Hao has long become the focus of the students in the audience, at this moment, seeing that he is holding a pen in one hand and writing something quickly, the students are shocked and speechless, and some people even began to stretch out their hands and rub their eyes suspiciously, many people stretched out their heads, trying to watch what Jiang Hao wrote, but the distance between him and Jiang Hao was too far, and the closest could only barely see the paper, and the font on the paper could not even see the hair.

"It's beautifully written."

Huang Laoxie inadvertently caught a glimpse of the font written by Jiang Hao, and was instantly deeply attracted, Jiang Hao's wrist was running too fast, and he was dazzled, but the font written by the pen was very clear.

No matter how old Huang thought about it, Jiang Hao's two hands were written, and the words he wrote must be very sloppy, but he didn't expect that the font was beautiful and square, and it was very calligraphy.

Talent!

Huang Laoxi's eyes checked on the two pieces of paper, the content written on the paper was not related at all, if he hadn't seen Jiang Hao write two copies by himself, he wouldn't have believed that a person could write two copies of the text at the same time, which is definitely something that only a genius can do.

He didn't even have schizophrenia anymore!

Huang Laoxi's eyes stared at Jiang Hao's brain, people can only focus on one thing, so there is an idiom used to describe people who are not focused, people's mind control and sending signals are all single-type, for example, when writing, only one content will appear in the brain, and then pass it to the hand, and finally complete the writing, even if the two hands write together, the content of the writing will be the same.

As a simple example, it is impossible to draw squares with the left hand and circles with the right hand, because the brain cannot process and respond to such crazy thoughts.

However, now, Jiang Hao is not only writing, but also familiar with it very smoothly, smooth at all does not look like writing alone, how can this not be surprising?

Huang Laoxie was in a dilemma.

Brush!

Jiang Hao's expression was focused, as if the consciousness of the whole person was injected into the two pens, and he was writing the memory content in his heart wholeheartedly.

The surging information is divided into two parts, which enter Jiang Hao's left hand and right hand respectively, and Jiang Hao's two hands are like two precision machines, once the operation program is entered, it will automatically run to complete the input program content!

Brush!

Jiang Hao lifted it with both hands at the same time, wrote the last two wrong messages on two sheets of paper respectively, and left the surface of the paper with the pen, completing all the wrong information writing.

"It's done."

Jiang Hao moved his sore wrist, pretending to be tired and put the pen on the table, in fact, this amount of work is not a problem for him at all, his wrist is not even moving, but if he doesn't pretend to be tired, he will definitely be regarded as a pervert!

"Done?"

Huang Laoxie didn't hear a rhetorical question, and then realized that he had lost his words, in order to hide his embarrassment, he coughed dryly twice, staring at the two stacks of paper that were tired and neat, and couldn't believe that in just ten minutes, Jiang Hao had written so much with his hands, and this speed was almost catching up with the printer!

"How did you do it?"

Huang Laoxie gestured with his hands and said in a stiff voice.

"Practiced since childhood, there is no fuss." Jiang Hao shook his hand modestly, if he wasn't afraid of being too shocking, he would even directly use two feet to help write something.

Don't underestimate his feet, with his familiarity with various organs and functions of the body, coupled with the gradual proficiency of control, the flexibility of his feet is definitely stronger than other people's hands.

To take the simplest example, if Jiang Hao is willing, he can use his toes to hold the thread and thread the needle!

"You've got a peculiar brain."

Huang Laoxi's fingers gently stroked his chin, his eyes flashed with a terrifying light, his lips opened lightly, the corners of his mouth hooked a strange arc, he looked at Jiang Hao with interest, and said in a non-startling silence: "I really want to open it and study it well." ”