"This bald Cao is quite ruthless. He's eliminated all possibilities for Qin Yang to cheat. But I like it, hehe..." Wang Shuai thought with a wild laugh.
"Guo Jia, styled Fengxiao, was from Yangzhai in Yingchuan."
Qin Yang's clear voice echoed in the classroom.
"Not bad, rembering the first sentence, I can do that too."
Wang Shuai smirked as he glanced over. morizing the first sentence wasn't too difficult.
"At first, when he t Yuan Shao in the north, he told Shao's strategists Xin Ping and Guo Tu: 'A wise man understands his lord with precision, thus succeeding in all endeavors and establishing rits and fa...'
"Huh?"
Wang Shuai, who was laughing wildly inside, suddenly froze. This... the next sentence doesn't seem to be made up.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Students in the class, who were in 'watching a show' mode, were also taken aback. morizing the beginning is possible, but the following sentence is a bit lengthy, right? They hurriedly turned back to check their own exam papers, comparing them word for word.
Even the two class beauties were no exception, both lowering their heads to look at their respective test papers.
"...Yu recomnded Jia. He was summoned for an audience where they discussed affairs of the world. The Grand Ancestor said: 'The one to help
achieve great deeds must be this person.' When Jia left, he also joyfully said: 'Truly my lord.' Appointed as Military Sacrificial Wine for the Chamberlain of the Army..."
At this mont, the classroom was extrely quiet, only Qin Yang's clear recitation resonated.
Bald Cao's dark old face shifted from initial disdain to amazent, and like the other students, he was examining his own test paper word by word, occasionally looking up to watch Qin Yang, preventing him from cheating.
"...Later, the Grand Ancestor returned from conquering Jingzhou, and at Baqiu he encountered an epidemic, burned ships, sighed: 'If Guo Fengxiao were here, I would not be in this predicant.'
"No way, he actually morized it completely?" Wang Shuai stared stupidly at the test paper, looking stunned.
Qin Yang calmly finished reciting, turning his gaze to Bald Cao, implying that he had finished, and it's ti for him to act.
Bald Cao's face froze completely now. Could this kid have morized the biography for leisure? But it seems like he borrowed the test paper from the chubby kid in front.
"Are you just intentionally challenging the teacher by morizing this? I hate students like this the most, relying on a bit of cleverness, disregarding the teacher. Do you really think you have a photographic mory?"
Bald Cao, with a dark face, assud the deanor of a departnt head and reprimanded.
Upon hearing this, Qin Yang frowned. Actually, he hadn't intended to force Bald Cao to eat the test paper, but Bald Cao's words were quite unpleasant.
"That's right, I have a photographic mory."
In the gaze of everyone, Qin Yang nodded calmly.
"Haha, that's hilarious. This is the funniest joke I've heard today. I've never encountered a photographic mory genius in my life."
Bald Cao laughed loudly, anticipating that very remark from Qin Yang.
"Alright, since you claim to have a photographic mory, let's see you morize this piece of modern reading... No, it shouldn't just be Chinese characters, right?"
Saying this, Bald Cao drew the thickest book from a pile on Guo Xiaobin's desk in front.
"'Five Years of College Entrance Exams, Three Years of Mock Tests,' it's math, this Bald Cao is really ruthless."
Seeing the book in Bald Cao's hand, which was as thick as a brick, the students' expressions beca colorful, and they all couldn't help but think this way.
As Bald Cao flipped through the pages, he coldly watched Qin Yang, hoping to catch a glimpse of panic. But Qin Yang's expression remained indifferent.
Show off, I'll make you pay today!
Bald Cao thought maliciously. Then, in the thick book, he turned to a page towards the back filled with symbols and numbers, handing the book to Qin Yang.
Under everyone's gaze, Qin Yang looked casually, then returned the book to Bald Cao.
"All students should have this 'Five Years of College Entrance Exams, Three Years of Mock Tests,' so let's turn to page 112 and watch Qin Yang perform his photographic mory feat."
Bald Cao looked mockingly at Qin Yang, refusing to believe he couldn't handle him.
The rest of the students had already laid the thick book on their desks. Once Bald Cao finished speaking, everyone quickly flipped to page 112.
If anyone had previously claid Qin Yang could morize instantly, they would have drawn idiot stares, but now, strangely enough, so part of them began to believe.
"5. In triangle ABC, sides are a, b, c, and satisfy the condition (2a-c)cosB = bcosC, find angle B..."
As Qin Yang recited clearly, Bald Cao's face turned colorful, noting that not even the punctuation was incorrect.
Could this guy really have a photographic mory?!
Bald Cao rubbed his eyes and looked at Qin Yang again, an unruly yellow-haired, cheaply dressed student unrelated to photographic mory genius, wondering which mandarin suddenly erged.
"...Thus, the maximum value of function f(x) is 3. This page is complete, the page number at the bottom is 112, but that goes without saying..."
"Gulp!"
So students audibly swallowed, astounded at this feat, and it was mathematics! Those confusing numbers and symbols, just a glance, yet he morized them?
Clap! Clap! Clap!
Soone started clapping first, quickly followed by enthusiastic applause that filled the room.
"Eat the test paper, eat the test paper..."
When the applause subsided, soone in a corner of the classroom squeezed their nose and uttered this remark.
The voice wasn't particularly loud, but in the quiet classroom, it was exceptionally clear, directing everyone's gaze to Bald Cao.
"Cough cough..."
Bald Cao loudly coughed twice, concealing the embarrassnt on his old face, then adopting a sincere guidance pose.
"This student has quite a good mory. In the future, you should study more diligently. After all, good mory shouldn't lead to laziness..."
This remark had barely finished when it triggered so hisses.
Ding ling ling!
Just at that mont, the bell for class's end rang, saving Bald Cao once more. He hurriedly tucked the test paper under his arm, grim-faced, and fled the classroom.
"Xiao Yang bro, you were really fierce. Did you see Bald Cao's face?" Guo Xiaobin turned around, clicking his tongue in admiration.
"By the way, Xiao Yang bro, do you really have a photographic mory?"
Guo Xiaobin eagerly watched Qin Yang, and many others directed their gaze his way. What's surprising is that a student seen by peers as a rascal suddenly transforms into a genius with photographic mory.
Qin Yang smiled and nodded. As a cultivator, he could morize extensive and obscure spells, let alone a thin sheet of paper. When he advances to Immortal Master and develops spiritual sense, a re glance would imprint all the book's words in his mind.
Despite the end of class, few students left. Unable to feasibly envy Qin Yang's mory skill, they chose to diligently study their books.
Qin Yang also picked up his history book, with a somber gaze. He pondered whether this technological era has any cultivators, but at least three to four thousand years ago, this world likely housed cultivators.
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