Since the Spring Festival of 90 years has passed, Zhang Zhen is no longer a nine-year-old boy, but a nine-year-old child genius, although this is just a self-styled name, but in the eyes of the Liu family, this is obviously a star of hope worthy of the joint efforts of three generations.

"Zhang Zhenyi, what are you doing, don't get distracted in class."

Lao Duan unceremoniously pulled the young man back to reality, which was a scene that appeared from time to time in the fourth grade classroom of Bai Xiao in 1990, because of Zhang Zhenyi's demonic performance, although he was named several times, Lao Duan was extraordinarily kind to let him go.

"Zhenyi, why are you so fascinated by your thoughts, are you kid thinking about spring? Oh, Yang Pingping is looking at you right there, hurry up and take a look. ”

The young man's heart, like a restless drumbeat, has already flooded quietly, the girl's dark eyes, dotted with stars, Zhang Zhen glanced at it slightly, smiled and then buried his head and continued to be engrossed, Chai Qiang's kid didn't know when he began to look forward to himself, maybe it was the power of the bricks, or maybe it was the demonic achievement, in short, he would not think that it was his "king's spirit".

If someone can glance at what the teenager pressed under the elementary school Chinese textbook, they will find that it is a terrifying thing, only to see the tadpole-like English letters densely packed and completely unreadable, proficient grammar, huge vocabulary, and strange readers.

《thelordoftherings》

This original book called "The Lord of the Rings" is a copy that Zhang Zhenyi found in his uncle's collection, maybe he can't understand the transparency in it, or maybe it's because it's a gift from someone else, except for a name and a gift of the book, there is no trace on it, maybe Liu Sirui wouldn't have expected that his terrifying book would fall into the hands of his little nephew.

Zhang Zhenyi still remembers that he had read this original book several times in his previous life, and some of the most classic languages on it could even be memorized silently, but he didn't expect to encounter this book in his youth in another world now, but the strange thing is that he didn't find it in his previous life, maybe he found it but wasn't interested, but now he is in his pocket.

In fact, Zhang Zhen thought a lot of things the moment he saw this book, this book was later remade into a movie, which had a great impact, whether it was a book or a movie, it was a very famous work, and he could come into contact with this book in such an era It can be said that this is a natural cover, and geniuses always have extraordinary experiences.

Harry Potter

This is the most impressive English original book in Zhang Zhenyi's mind, there is always some dreamy innocence in the dreams of teenagers, and the appearance of this book just makes up for the defects in the fantasy, read the original book more than a dozen times, the teenager's heart has already built a magical world of his own, and this is the beginning of his struggle.

(Note: In the book, the publication of the book "Harry Potter" will be delayed for a few years, after all, in reality, Ms. Rowling has already begun to conceive the book in the 90s, so it will be considered a few years later, and Harry Potter fans please be merciful, after all, this is an offense to the original book.) ）

"Poor Ms. Rowling, I don't know if you would have sued me in court if you knew that I was starting to think about picking up the leak now, but you British have even occupied Hong Kong for so long, and there is nothing to lose by taking advantage of it now, and I will definitely ask you to be a consultant when the time comes, and I will not make you so poor that you will be tinkling."

As everyone knows, the corners of the young man's mouth have revealed an extremely evil expression, and what is even more painful is that at this moment, Lao Duan is standing in front of the young man with an angry face.

"Smack!"

A loud bang suddenly woke Zhang Zhenyi from his dream.

"Who? Got out of class? ”

"Hahaha---"

The sudden burst of laughter made the young man realize that he was afraid that he was cheating, and his strong heart was vividly revealed at this moment, only to see the young man slowly open his slightly closed eyes, looking at the old Duan in front of him with an indifferent expression, with a trace of pain on his face, and said softly:

"Teacher Duan, actually, I didn't mean not to listen to your class, but I thought it was too boring, so I just read the extracurricular book, and I just saw an interesting passage, so I didn't hear your voice."

The innocent eyes, bright eyes, and helpless expression instantly caught Lao Duan off guard, and then he thought that the young man in front of him was indeed not comparable to ordinary children, at least who had ever seen a student who could get a full score casually in Chinese, and write a good word that he couldn't compare, and then the anger in his heart instantly dissipated from the edge of the outburst.

"Extracurricular books? Show it to me, and I'll see what extracurricular books you're reading! ”

"Whoa!"

Ah, it's so heavy. Suddenly felt a sinking in his hand, and then a black cover, a strange book full of tadpoles fell into his hand, at least seven or eight centimeters thick to make people's hearts sudden, such a thick tome, it turned out to be a nine-year-old fourth-grade elementary school student's mouth of the "extracurricular book", and it seems to be the English version, is it April Fool's Day, in fact, Lao Duan still doesn't know what April Fool's Day is.

"This- that's what you call extracurricular books? A masterpiece in English? ”

“－－－”

Just like a fuse, Lao Duan's question spread around in an instant, and the raging fire quickly ignited the fourth-grade classroom, whispering, full of doubts, and suddenly fell into a panic, Bai Xiao in the nineties, there was not even an English teacher, English, it was just a thing that was heard and heard, but now, it was vividly presented in front of him.

"Did I hear me wrong? Zhang Zhenyi can also speak English? ”

"Wow, is Zhang Zhenyi a monster? How can he even speak English, no wonder he can score 100 points! ”

"What is English, what is English, how did I not know that there is this thing? Hey, Chai Qiang, do you know what English is? ”

"Nonsense, of course I know, I also know that English calls apples 'grandma' and bananas 'Grandma Bu' This is what my sister told me, my sister is in the second year of junior high school, she has learned English, amazing!"

Lao Duan was speechless for a moment, whether this student of his own is a demon or a genius, when all his thinking is still in place, he finds that the truth has far exceeded his expectations, more than ten years later, Lao Duan often sighs, genius is always different from others, even if the genius is a child, it is a good foal that others can't catch up with.

"Put the book away and read it after class, no matter how smart you are, you have to listen to the lecture, which is not only responsible for yourself, but also respectful to the teacher."

Hearing this, the corner of the young man's mouth showed a slight smile, and he nodded, not expecting that the always demanding old Duan would have such a kind side.

"Okay, Teacher Duan!"

On the day of May, the spring breeze blows, the cold is gone, the warm sunshine is sprinkled in every corner without hesitation, the villagers of Batou Village have been working year after year in the happy valley where they have lived for generations, the white sky is still so blue, the clouds drift by from time to time, the young man's heart is like stopping water, and he looks at the grass that grows after breaking the ground outside the window, and his thoughts have already flown far away.

"Zhang Zhenyi, do you really know English? Where did you learn? ”

Looking at the small note with a faint fragrance in his hand, as well as a delicate and immature handwriting, Zhang Zhen's heart moved, and he looked at the girl, only to see that she turned her head to avoid her gaze, the girl's heart is always so difficult to guess, shy.

"Yes, I will, self-taught!"

Seven insolent and powerful block letters were left under the delicate handwriting, and they returned to the master's hand again in the direction in which the letter came.

"Actually, I'm really low-key."