This kind of people study every day, during morning classes, after morning classes, even while playing... It seems as if there is still a trace of life left, which cannot stop these people from thirsting for knowledge.
This is not the scariest thing.
The scariest thing about this group of monsters is when a problem bothers you for several years.
Even longer, when you think you will never be able to figure out the answer in your life, they often think it is as easy as a child playing house.
Just like Qi Xuan now, he was sent by God to attack me and destroy me.
I stretched out my hand in front of him as if I was dead: "Go on, otherwise you really won't be able to recite it."
Qi Xuan glanced at me quietly and said, "Don't look for me when you are disabled."
"Why do you talk so much nonsense?"
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Every time the cane whip fell, my memory increased sharply. Within a moment, I had recited the entire text.
Qi Xuan was already sweating profusely. He threw down his whip in despair and sat aside. He pointed at me and said, "Even Hanyang is better than you."
He actually compared me with the 250 from Hanyang.
"Let's continue tomorrow. I still need to consolidate."
Before leaving, I reminded him.
Qi Xuan glared at me fiercely, turned around and went out, but met Yan Xiaoqing and Yan Xitong who were returning halfway.
The three of them passed each other and looked at each other.
When I saw them, I quickly stepped forward as if offering a treasure: "I can carry it."
Yan Xiaoqing narrowed his eyes: "So fast?"
Yan Xitong also had doubts: "Is it true or false?"
"Of course it's true. If you don't believe me, test me."
After finishing speaking, I turned my back to the wall and recited word by word the "Sparrow on the Screen" that made me work so hard.
However, when it came to the end, I couldn't remember it. I was sweating profusely and wandering around scratching my head and scratching my head.
"He said he could memorize it," Yan Xitong said dissatisfied.
"I really learned it just now. If you don't believe me, ask Qi Xuan." I wanted to open my head and see what was going on. Is it because of my lower IQ or other reasons?
Just when I was at my wits end, I suddenly caught a glimpse of the cane thrown away by Qi Xuan. My eyes lit up. I hurriedly bent down to pick it up and slapped it on my palm. Yan Xitong and Yan Xiaoqing were suddenly shocked.
"What are you doing?" Yan Xiaoqing frowned and said angrily.
"Don't interrupt." Enduring the pain, I bit my lips and carefully recalled what I had just memorized.
"...Woohoo! Fresh feathers are a sign of wealth and nobility. Those who forget their original shape and change their original aspirations, and despise their kind will be burdened in the world..." I recited it with stumbling, and when I couldn't remember the next sentence, I picked it up again.
He twitched his head for a moment and hit the same spot impartially: "Ah...it's like a beast with no roots. Is there any difference? It's just a matter of death. I've finished memorizing it."
Yan Xiaoqing snatched the cane from my hand and glared at me: "Is this how you carry it?"
The palm of the hand was swollen very high, and the skin was stretched so tightly that when exposed to the fire, you could even see blood streaks inside.
Yan Xitong couldn't help but put on his sleeves, but after digging for a long time, he didn't take out anything.
Yan Xiaoqing's hands were very hot, and the swollen hand felt painful and spicy when he held it.
"Damn it, I didn't bring it with me." Yan Xitong was frustrated.
Before, Yan Xitong looked like he couldn't memorize it and would kill me with his hands.
Now I am extremely angry.
Sometimes I can't understand what these people are thinking. They have achieved their goal, but they are still unhappy.
