Chapter 8 I'm not going to be a genius
There is no difference between school days and ordinary days, brushing questions, lecturing questions, and doing questions.
It's the end of March, and it's almost April, and the life of the third year of high school is so boring and stressful.
As long as you don't die, you will learn from death.
This sentence has an element of ridicule, but it is more of a manifestation of consciousness.
Li Jin······
He was never a great man, and at such times he still relied on his own cleverness, mixed up and then started paddling.
The grades are not top-notch, but they can also be mixed with excellent grades, and the top thirty years old, and finally have a simulated score of 985, so occasionally watching his performance, the teacher will turn a blind eye.
In one sentence to describe Li Jin, it must be 'less than the top and more than the bottom'.
However, for this kind of achievement, both he and his parents expressed their contentment.
The multinational companies in the family are thriving, and Li Jin's brother has been the real pillar, so this couple really doesn't have any excessive requirements for their youngest son, and even said that their love for Li Jin has reached the point of spoiling.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have directly given him a set of Tomson products in full because of Li Jin's sentence 'It's inconvenient to go to school, I don't like to live in an old house, and you are always not at home anyway, I want to come out and live by myself'.
Under the trend of such an environment, without the oppression of his parents, Li Jin naturally has no motivation to struggle.
Maintaining the status quo is what he should do now, so his goal is also very clear when brushing the questions, and most of the occasional three-and-two-point questions that are the most consuming and in order to widen the gap are all given up by him.
But today, after the first math class, something very strange happened when he was writing his homework in advance between classes.
He accidentally finished a whole set of mock papers??
The one that doesn't fall into place?
"Hiss ······"
Stretched out his hand and poked the back of the chubby math age in the front seat, and asked him for his mock papers, and one by one he began to answer them.
"Today's paper is okay, it's not difficult, the last big question teacher talked about in class."
Talked about something similar?
He didn't listen very carefully, and just hung up and took notes.
The body is there, but the heart is long gone.
"Really? Didn't pay attention. ”
Li Jin replied slightly perfunctorily to the fat in the front seat.
"Yes! Didn't you make this question? Didn't you notice that the steps to solve the problem are basically the same? ”
As he spoke, Xiaopang took the notes he had taken in class from the table, put them in front of Li Jin, and drew infinitely similar parts with a pencil.
······
"Well, thank you."
After answering the answer, Li Jin returned the roll to Xiaopang, and then when he handed over the roll, he suddenly remembered something and hurriedly added.
"By the way, your 17 questions seem to have been miscalculated."
"Huh? Wait for me to see. ”
Xiaopang pushed his glasses, took the paper and went back to re-check it, and gave Li Jin a thumbs up.
"Thank you, brother."
After that, as the class bell rang, the Chinese teacher walked into the classroom, and the two had no follow-up communication.
This lesson is a special training course for Chinese reading comprehension.
It's very boring and hypnotic, but Li Jin is different from the fugue in the past, and now he is very energetic.
The mysterious feeling of doing the math problem just now still lingered in his mind.
He has been in the habit of writing math problems on the hook for a long time.
The brain seems to be thinking and operating, but in fact it is mechanically repeating the 'actions' that it has 'won' before.
Just like seeing 1+1 but the brain can write 2, for these questions that have long been brushed through, the practice must be familiar with it.
So even if he does math problems, it still can't affect him in a daze.
The brain seems to be moving, but it's dead.
But since that's the case, it's outrageous that he can write about this question.
'I'm not going to be a fucking genius, am I?? ’
And just when Li Jin was so narcissistic, his afterglow caught a glimpse of the golden status bar that he ignored at the top of the left side of his line of sight.
【Li Jin】
[Level: Lv65 (100)]
[Fusion: 3%]
【Talent: Control】
The degree of fusion has increased, and there is also an additional 'talent supernatural power'.
?
Time paused for a short second, and after thinking at the speed of light in Li Jin's mind, he decided to experiment to 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 talk about the knowledge on it, but when I looked down, I was writing my math homework attentively.
This is another set of mock papers with special training, and the teacher has posted three big questions of the same type in succession in order to consolidate the effect of today's lecture.
In the past, when he saw this kind of thing, he only wrote half of it, and even if he wanted to write it completely, he would need to meditate for at least half an hour, but unexpectedly, he was also in the guess, as he had just done, without any obstacles.
"Hold the grass."
After whispering a word of exclamation, Li Jin decided to try again, and the truth was already coming out.
After a morning of experiments, math classes, Chinese classes, and English classes, he can confirm that it is not that he has suddenly become very smart, and he will be self-taught when reading problems.
To sum it up, it should be, 'Anything that has been said once, he will.'" And the scope of this 'must-have' also includes a variety of 'variant' question types or practical applications.
It's a bit of a top.
And in order to summarize these data, he didn't even take a break between classes, and before he had time to eat breakfast, it was already lunchtime in the blink of an eye.
The school has a unified regional planning of classes, different grades of hierarchical meals, and a wide variety of meals, so everyone walks towards the cafeteria can be regarded as 'Sven', and there is no need to run wildly.
With the meal card in hand, he called the little fat in the front row, and the two of them walked towards the cafeteria together.
"What are you going to eat today?"
The little fat man asked Li Jin.
"Hmm····· Udon bar. ”
"Okay."
While talking, the two of them had already walked into the first floor of the cafeteria and walked towards the window that specializes in selling udon.
There are all kinds of boiled ingredients in a bowl of udon, and then Chubby takes two portions of noodles to occupy a seat, and he goes to arrange a fried rice and buys two bottles of Coke back.
After touching the two empty bowls from under the aunt's nose and dividing the fried rice into two portions, they began to eat their own meals.
Chubby's original name was Mo Fang.
It's that he is a good friend at school.
Serious partial talents, extremely excellent in science, abnormal crotch pull in liberal arts, even if he is already in the third year of high school, he is also an extremely second second, and he is also the No. 1 legendary figure in his grade.
He became friends with Chubby after the liberal arts and sciences class, and they were at the same table at the time.
This bad fate is going to start with the matter of paddling in the table hole and watching the bunny girl in the table hole······
Eat noodles and drink soup first, and the soup entrance has instantly sublimated the quality of this lunch.
Although the income of the cafeteria aunt is like that, it can't stand the innate superiority of this kind of cuisine - no matter how bad it is, it can't taste anywhere.
And just when he looked up and was about to sigh to Xiaopang that Aunt Canteen's skills seemed to be cooking again, he suddenly found that the words in the upper left corner had changed a little.
[Talents: Mastery, Devouring, Fusion]
[Fusion: 5%]