"How come I didn't know I was going to drop out of school?"
"Don't lock the door!"
…
Zhang Manqian locked the door outside the old room and went to Shengteng Academy for holiday training with peace of mind.
Zhang Xuezhou looked at the anti-theft windows with steel bars, and then at the locked room.
He had to calm down.
With the task of quickly learning a language, Zhang Xuezhou really had little time to go out and wander around.
As for suspending school, Zhang Weimeng never communicated with him.
Zhang Xuezhou doesn't like this kind of behavior of making unauthorized opinions at all.
But it doesn't take long.
Zhang Xuezhou feels that his ranking should be pretty good. It would be a joke if the top-ranked students at Yucai Middle School were forced to suspend school.
His current behavior may seem strange to others, but Zhang Xuezhou feels that his spirit is relatively stable and he can live a normal life.
Besides, his free doctor is at Canglan Academy. He must enter the psychology department of Canglan Academy and there is no way he can drop out of school.
Zhang Manqian provided a new way to treat schizophrenia, but Zhang Xuezhou felt that this kind of thing was very unreliable.
"Gene adaptation...who knows whether the final result will be good or bad. Anyway, I don't like to eat those genetically modified foods!"
Genetic modification has brought huge benefits. Crops and livestock are disease-resistant and high-yielding, increasing production efficiency several times.
Poverty still exists, but hunger is far away from many people.
No matter how bad the situation is, there is still relief food available. Few areas will repeat the starvation situation of the great famine more than a hundred years ago.
But what you get must be matched by what you pay.
High-yielding crops lose the unique flavor of crops and livestock.
For some people who have grown up eating genetically modified crops, their taste buds may have adapted to the related tastes.
But for a child like Zhang Xuezhou, who grew up in the suburbs, the taste of his childhood was deeply memorable to him, and he found it difficult to have a normal taste no matter how he ate.
"I was ranked fifth in the school once, and I still have a reward of 500 yuan that has not been distributed. I don't know where I can get in the provincial ranking, and how much encouragement I will receive!"
Zhang Xuezhou thought that he must improve his current life.
He is not a person who spends money without spending it.
On the contrary, Zhang Xuezhou likes to spend money.
Whenever he has needs, Zhang Xuezhou will definitely plan to use the money within a reasonable range until the money is spent more reasonably.
At the moment, Zhang Xuezhou feels that it is necessary for him to eat some real meat.
He recalled the lightness of Song Fengying's rope pulling him up to the sky at the entrance of Yucai Middle School, and also thought about the feeling brought by eating love chicken soup.
Zhang Xuezhou can clearly feel himself.
This seems to be the magical effect of conditioning tips. He knows very well what is good for him and what is not good for him.
"Wait a little longer, it should be almost time!"
The results of the adult examination can be checked one week after the examination. Zhang Xuezhou was patient at this time and did not mind being locked in Zhang Manqian's room.
For him, it doesn't matter where he lives, nor does it matter whether he wants to go out now.
Zhang Xuezhou's task is to complete the study of the language and characters of the Holy Land.
He needs to stabilize his brain and avoid risks involving his life.
Zhang Xuezhou is not a top-level learning genius. He can complete the learning of an unfamiliar language in more than half a month like Wu Chao.
But Zhang Xuezhou has a lot of time.
He probably studied twice as long as Wu Chao.
He also has the assistance of modern tools, and does not need to use branches to smear on the ground like Wuchao, or to meditate on the slightly blurry words on the bamboo slips.
On Zhang Xuezhou's desk, several pages of text have been summarized into lists.
This made Zhang Xuezhou immediately start talking about these unfamiliar words.
Along with his jerky voice, Zhang Xuezhou continued to digest these words that he had forcibly memorized in his dreams, making up for the possible forgetfulness of his short-term memory.
He was immersed in his own learning state.
"There was no noise or fuss, and you were still playing with ghosts and drawing talismans there? Didn't you even eat the leftovers?"
Rushing back from class at Shengteng Academy, Zhang Manqian felt that Zhang Xuezhou was in a peaceful state and not at all in the high-risk situation mentioned by Zhang Weimeng.
"Xuezhou is much quieter than Dad," Zhang Manqian muttered, "It's only when Dad goes crazy that he disowns his relatives, which is full of high risks!"
Recalling the quarrels, fights and calling the police between Zhang Weimeng and Song Fengying as if they were strangers, Zhang Manqian felt that Zhang Xuezhou was in good condition, far not as bad as Zhang Weimeng and others.
"I didn't expect that there is a hereditary mental illness in our family," Zhang Manqian hissed, "Fortunately, I don't have this strange disease!"
Zhang Manqian just thought about herself holding a piece of paper and talking repeatedly, and she felt that she could not accept that situation.
"Health is a blessing!"
Zhang Manqian muttered something and then put down the fine beef she bought.
Living expenses naturally have to be used for living.
With an extra five thousand yuan in living expenses, Zhang Manqian also began to improve her quality of life.
She put on her apron and started cooking dinner.
Since Zhang Xuezhou was so immersed in his spiritual world that he didn't even bother to have lunch, Zhang Manqian couldn't help but add some extra ingredients to his dinner so that Zhang Xuezhou wouldn't be full.
"It's evening so soon?"
It wasn't until Zhang Manqian grabbed his body and lifted it up that Zhang Xuezhou got out of his intoxicated studying state.
At this time, nearly a thousand sacred words were continuously arranged and combined in Zhang Xuezhou's mind, and they were connected into various relatively smooth paragraphs.
On the sixth day of hard study with Hong, more and more characters were learned, and Zhang Xuezhou needed to spend more time to avoid learning new characters and forgetting old ones.
The current control is obviously in place and can handle Hong Ku's spot checks.
“The meat tastes pretty good!”
"Is there any local chicken to eat?"
"A local duck is fine too!"
"I want the one with wings!"
"If you can, I hope you can use the five thousand yuan to buy two hundred native chickens!"
"One hundred and seventy at most? One hundred and seventy is fine!"
…
Zhang Xuezhou likes the taste of beef, but he would rather feel the sensation he gets when eating chicken.
He was sure that eating what he needed during his body's stage of need would definitely be beneficial to him.
Not to mention gliding and leaping like he did in the dream, Zhang Xuezhou thought it was not bad if he could jump three meters high or jump from a height of more than ten meters without getting hurt.
This can at least give him an extra guarantee of personal safety and prevent serious accidents from happening while he is unconscious.
"Chickens and ducks have a lot of bones, and the amount of meat is small. It is not as economical to buy beef and mutton directly to nourish the body." Zhang Manqian said seriously: "You should learn about nutrition, and you will not know how to choose ingredients."
Made a stupid mistake!"
"You don't understand the mystery of chickens and ducks," Zhang Xuezhou waved his hand.
"What's the secret?" Zhang Manqian asked curiously.
"Chickens and ducks contain genes that are good at flying and are very suitable for my eating." Zhang Xuezhou shook his head and said.
"How many chickens can you eat and still be able to fly?" Zhang Manqian said.
"What if it flies?"
"Then I can show you a handstand for dinner!"
Zhang Manqian looked at Zhang Xuezhou.
Chickens and ducks are poultry that have been farmed for thousands of years, but Zhang Manqian has not seen any stories about anyone who has become flying by eating chickens and ducks during these thousands of years.
But she felt that trying to reason with a mental patient was a waste of time, so she agreed to Zhang Xuezhou's tiresome tonic plan.