"What you are writing now has not been mentioned yet."
"I know."
Mo Shangyun answered without raising his head and continued writing his notes.
Ding Jing breathed out, "Then you——"
Before Ding Jing could finish asking, Mo Shangyun replied: "I just saw the catalog."
Ding Jing felt that he was communicating with Mo Shangyun with the greatest patience in his life, "You have seen the catalog, but you have not read the courseware."
After a pause in writing, Mo Shangjun turned his head to look at her. Immediately, his eyebrows raised slightly, and a smile spread in his eyes. She said: "With this kind of basic knowledge, you will know what to talk about when you see the catalog."
"..."
Ding Jing felt that Mo Shangjun was a bit proud now.
But after thinking about it, Ding Jing came closer and couldn't help but humbly ask: "Are you people who have been admitted to college such a perverted brain?"
Looking at her sideways, Mo Shangyun shook his head and affirmed: "Generally speaking, people like me are knowledgeable and talented."
"...Can you calm down your arrogant and arrogant expression?" Ding Jing held a pen tightly with his fingers and threatened with a smile, "Otherwise I will not be able to help but want to beat you."
However, as soon as she threatened, Mo Shangyun laughed even more.
Ding Jing hesitated again and again, and finally, for the sake of how well she wrote the notes, he simply held back and turned his gaze away. Then he thought to himself that he would compare it carefully later to see if Mo Shangyun was really that good.
God, even the content of the teacher's lectures can be predicted in advance.
Ding Jing, who had never come into contact with such a creature as a "student master", only found the existence of such a thing unbelievable.
From this point of view, Mo Shangyun is really versatile.
Mo Shangjun didn't write for long. After copying the notes Ding Jing had written in his dog's paw, he summarized the catalog he had seen before, marked the areas that needed attention in detail, and then returned the notebook to Ding Jing.
Ding Jing took it and looked through it carefully as if to make sure, and was stunned for a moment at the end.
Ninety percent of the notes overlap with what Bu Yirong said. Some of them are just in a different order. If you really want to talk about the non-overlapping parts, it actually doesn't matter. Bu Yirong just mentioned them during the lecture, and it seems like they are just the same.
Just mention it to them casually, without any special emphasis.
"How?"
Ding Jing frowned and looked at Mo Shangjun as if he were looking at a monster.
With a move of his finger, the pen was discarded, spinning several times in the air, and then fell back into Mo Shangyun's hand. Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows at Ding Jing proudly, "People with profound knowledge like us all have the same thinking pattern.
of."
Ding Jing: "..." I really believed your evil deeds!
"Really," Mo Shangjun said amusingly, "most teaching materials are pretty much the same."
She even memorized the textbooks.
Of course, memorizing textbooks does not mean memorizing them by rote. She also summed up a set of methods. After research, she realized that most of the contents taught in textbooks on the same subject overlap because the contents taught are similar.
Bu Yirong's courseware was made by himself, but Bu Yirong could not deviate from the overall outline, so when he saw the table of contents, Mo Shangyun knew what he was going to talk about.
This ability is not only due to Mo Shangjun's accumulation over the years, but also because - before coming to GS9, she studied the geography of Yun Province in detail and systematically and read several textbooks.
Mo Shangjun loves learning. This is natural. She is easily interested in things she doesn't understand. This spirit can enable her to read the textbooks for an hour or two before going to bed after a whole day of training.
.
What's more, life in the Air Force was extremely comfortable, wandering around every day without consuming any physical energy. Sometimes Mo Shangyun felt bored, so she asked Wu Jiu to help her find some teaching materials.
There is a stack of teaching materials, not only about Yun Province's landform features, plant types, etc., but also some similar to helicopter postures. Anyway, they are all internal teaching materials. If you don't read them, you will be at a disadvantage.
"..."
Ding Jing glanced at Mo Shangyun as if he had seen a ghost, and then looked away.
She needs to calm down, otherwise she will most likely assassinate the loser next to her.
There are some things you can work hard on. For example, on the training field, if you are not good at one event, you should aim for the best performance in that event and train hard every day. One day you will be able to surpass this goal. However, many things that require talent are difficult.
Hardworking.
Everything Ding Jing learned was learned by rote.
Not as flexible as Mo Shangyun.
This is the difference.
Ding Jing originally thought that he had seen strong winds and waves and could remain calm in everything he encountered, but in the presence of such a counter-intuitive existence as Mo Shangjun, he still couldn't control his temper.
Tsk.
How to improve IQ?
Would it be useful to make a few more math exercise books when she has time?
*
Bu Yirong lectured for two hours without interruption.
From seven o'clock to nine o'clock, after a ten-minute break, there will be another hour of lectures, and the last half hour will be the exam.
If the score is not up to standard, points ranging from 1 to 5 will be deducted.
In addition, before the exam, notes will be randomly checked. If the notes are not up to standard, two points will be deducted.
Bu Yirong only told them this news during the break between classes.
"..."
A group of people were confused when they heard this.
Especially Su Bei, who had been standing still, almost picked up his notebook and hit it in order to cover his handsome face.
grass.
How can you be so deceitful?!
How can she take notes while standing?!
After saying things, Bu Yirong walked outside.
When he was about to reach the door, Su Bei stopped him suddenly and asked, "Teacher Bu, can I sit down and take notes?"
Stopping, Bu Yirong glanced at her and said naturally: "You don't need to take notes today."
Su Bei had an ominous premonition and asked, "Why?"
Bu Yirong smiled and said, "Because I will definitely check your notes, and your notes will definitely not pass the test."
Su Bei: "..." This person must be targeting her.
Bu Yirong added: "You can sit down before the exam."
"..."
Su Bei didn't even bother to roll his eyes at him.
After Bu Yirong finished speaking, he walked straight out of the door without looking at her again.
After copying two notes, Duan Zimu stopped his movements at the right time, and then asked Su Bei with great interest: "Have you seen him?"
"I met him once." Su Bei's voice was cold.
"Calm down," Duan Zimu reminded, "I don't think he is easy to mess with."
Although Bu Yirong did nothing to Su Bei and even condoned what Mo Shangyun did, Duan Zimu subconsciously felt that Bu Yirong was not a good person.
It is definitely not that simple to be able to easily deal with Mo Shangjun's several unexpected situations in class.
The important thing is that this teacher Bu Yirong seems to be "concerned" about Subei.
If Su Bei didn't restrain himself properly, he would probably lose all his points in Bu Yirong's class.
Su Bei smiled coldly and said nothing.
It would be best for this person not to compete with her in the field where she is good at.
*
After finishing writing his notes, Mo Shangyun fell back to sleep. Because of the excitement during the recess, he sat up with a frown on his face.
Ever since Bu Yirong said that he would randomly check his notes, the students were all looking for someone to check their notes to see if they had missed any notes. The atmosphere was very tense.
It feels quite like being in a school classroom.
Mo Shangyun raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows, his head was a little groggy from sleep.
"Boss."
Ding Jing bumped Mo Shangjun's elbow.
"Say." Mo Shangjun glanced sideways at her.
"There are 7 soil classes, 14 subclasses, 19 soil types, and 4 subclasses in the soil of Yun Province." After reading the words on the note, Ding Jing tapped the paper with the cap of his pen and inexplicably turned his head on the ink.
Ask, "What is this? Do you need to remember this thing?"
Mo Shangjun said lightly: "Just take a look."
Ding Jing was a little irritated, "Can you explain, are there different types of soil?"
"..." Mo Shangjun looked at her speechlessly, and finally sighed and said: "Well, my country's soil classification system has established soil classes, subclasses, soil types, subclasses, soil genera, soil species and subspecies. Waiting for level 7 taxon..."
Seeing Ding Jing's expression of wanting to tear up the notebook, Mo Shangyun said: "It's okay, this stuff is about geology, you don't need to understand it, you won't be able to take the test anyway."
Although I have explained it briefly and concisely just now, I probably won’t be able to take the test in this area.
Ding Jing turned his pen impatiently and continued to speak to the ink: "From the south to the north of these cloud provinces, as the latitude increases and the altitude increases, tropical rainforests, tropical monsoon forests, thermal savannas, shrubs, and monsoons appear in sequence.
Evergreen broad-leaved forest and Simao pine forest... must be remembered?"
"If you need to know something, just jot it down." Mo Shangyun said casually, "If you are thrown into a place like this, you can at least judge your altitude and approximate location based on the type of vegetation, right?"
"I can survive wherever you throw me. The problem is," Ding Jing said, "How can I remember so many convoluted nouns?! I just know what the plants look like at roughly which altitude."
?”
"..." Mo Shangyun was stunned by what she said. Finally, she looked at Ding Jing sympathetically, raised her hand and patted Ding Jing's shoulder, saying, "Actionist, thank you for your hard work."
After saying that, she pushed the notebook in front of Ding Jing and affirmed: "Remember it, now is the written test."
"……Hold."
Ding Jing couldn't help but cursed.
To her, these nouns were like a sacred book and she had to memorize them by rote.
Seeing Ding Jing's distress, Mo Shangyun put his elbows on the table and put his palms against his chin. He looked sideways at Ding Jing and asked curiously: "What is your education level?"
"primary school?"
Ding Jing still used a suspicious tone.
Mo Shangjun raised his hand to her, "Boss, young people with an education level of high school graduation or above are required to enlist in the army, how did you get in?"
When asked about this, Mo Shangjun felt strange.
A female soldier is a soldier. Ordinary high school graduates are between 17 and 19 years old. How come they are 16 years old here in Ding Jing?
If Ding Jing hadn't made it up randomly, Ding Jing's story would have been quite strange...
However, Ding Jing's theoretical knowledge makes people laugh or cry, but he is a true activist, and his skills in fighting in the wild are definitely beyond words.
Ding Jing also had a puzzled expression on his face, helped Mo Shangyun think for a while, and finally said with a sudden realization: "Perhaps the recruiter thinks that I am full of righteousness, and I am a soldier at first glance?"
"..."
Mo Shangjun rolled his eyes at her.
She is still full of gangster spirit, why hasn't anyone given her the thumbs up to the underworld boss?
Ding Jing was too lazy to talk to her, and while turning the pen in his hand, he began to study Mo Shangjun's notes.
If this note were given to other people, it would be a treasure. All the key points have been summarized. If you memorize it a little, it will be the answer to the exam. But for Ding Jing, it will be a headache...it is all words, all need to be written.
remember.
Ding Jing was now like a monkey scratching his head and ears. He was filled with anger but had to suppress it and patiently read each word.
I can understand the words, but when they are put together, everything feels wrong.
Mo Shangyun, who never had such troubles, could only look at Ding Jing sympathetically, and then continued to sleep on his stomach.
However, she did not sleep peacefully this time. Almost as soon as she closed her eyes, someone called her from behind.
"Momo?"
It was Yan Gui's voice.
He shouldn't be the one sitting in the back.
Mo Shangyun grabbed his hair, stood up and looked behind him. When he turned his head, he saw Yan Gui's bright smiling face, and... Yan Jinchao, who was sitting next to Yan Gui with a serious face.
"I changed places with them." Yan Gui said excitedly.
"oh."
Mo Shangjun responded.
Smiling bared at her, Yan Gui raised his finger and pointed to the window on the right and said, "Look over here."
Looking at him suspiciously, Mo Shangyun then looked to the right. As a result, he raised his eyelids and saw a familiar figure. He was slightly startled, and Mo Shangyun just leaned towards Ding Jing.
I couldn't bear it.
Standing outside the window was Yan Tianxing.
At the first moment he saw it, Mo Shangjun suddenly had the illusion that he was caught sleeping in class by a passing dean.
Although she is not afraid of the teacher, she is sleeping well. It is quite refreshing to suddenly see someone standing outside the window, looking at you with cold eyes.
However, Yan Tianxing was much more 'approachable'. He just looked at her with an indifferent expression and did not even use his full aura to crush her.
Yan Tianxing said: "Come out."
"oh."
Mo Shangyun stood up and planned to jump out of the window.
With his eyebrows slightly twitching, Yan Tianxing said speechlessly: "...Let's go through the door." (To be continued)