80s Taoism

"How is it possible?" Su Zhenming leaned over and took a look in disbelief.

Teacher Luo's name is Luo Songlin. He is a veteran Chinese teacher of Changqing Middle School. He is very meticulous in his work. Even now, he often does test questions, saying that he wants to maintain his level. Therefore, he took a glance at these questions on the test paper, and he could roughly make most of the answers. Teacher Luo ignored Su Zhenming. It is impossible for a teacher to target a student in this way, no matter what the reason is.

"Did this student offend you?" Luo Songlin read the answer of the test paper once and looked up at Su Zhenming.

"No? He just transferred school, how could he offend me. Besides, I am not a person with a small belly." Su Zhenming was a little uncomfortable by Luo Songlin.

"I think you have targeted him so much, thinking that he has offended you. I have lived dozens of years, and have been a Chinese teacher for decades. Of course, I know that the words are just like their own. This student writes square and upright characters. What do you think? It’s not a bad boy either. Even if a child says a few arrogant words, isn’t it normal? But you, as a teacher, do you really think it’s good to target a child like this?” Luo Songlin is also really oversight. .

"Uh!" Su Zhenming was dumbfounded, thinking about his words and deeds, it was really too much.

Fortunately, Luo Songlin didn't continue speaking, but Su Zhenming's mood didn't get better anymore, and he was still curious: That guy really did so well in the Chinese test?

In the next few exams, Zhang asked the flowers to hand in papers in advance. Su Zhenming was not sure about other people's subjects, but he could understand the physics exam. Zhang bidding also only worked for more than half an hour before handing in the papers, but Su Zhenming only looked at it slightly and knew that Zhang bidding's score would not be low.

"It's only been more than half a month. Is this kid playing pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger? This is really hateful!" Su Zhenming felt that his face was badly damaged. Positioning the victim himself, so he can justify and righteously hate Zhang for begging.

For Zhang Jiaohua, people like Su Zhenming and those who look at him with all kinds of strange eyes at Changqing Middle School are just passers-by who met at this short station of Changqing Middle School. In life, if you want to experience the mountains and rivers, why care about the eyes of others?

When the mock test results were announced, the second class of the third year of Changqing Middle School was in an uproar. Zhang Jiaohua, who was underestimated by everyone before the test, achieved amazing results. Although he has not shaken his status as a few big players in the class, he has already fulfilled it. If Zhang called the flower, he had not waited until the last mock exam, and he had already rushed to the top. Ranked sixth in the class and 15th in the year. But for those who have been waiting to see Zhang Jiahua's jokes, this result is dazzling enough.

No one would doubt the authenticity of Zhang Jiahua's grades, because this set of questions was compiled by the school's teacher, and it is absolutely impossible for anyone to vent the questions in advance. When taking the exam, the invigilation is also very strict, and Zhang Jiahua is in the exam, and it is impossible to copy other people's. Because in Zhang Huanhua’s test, he was never tested by anyone around him.

Even Jiang Yuyang, the only one who was optimistic about Zhang Jiahua, was surprised.

"You guy actually likes to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, so I worry about you. You have a good heart." Jiang Yuyang gave Zhang Jiaohua a heavy blow on the shoulder.

Zhang Jiaohua didn't explain, but smiled, "I have time to read this book now."

Zhang Jiaohua took out the book-"Matteo Ricci's Palace of Memory" from the drawer, flipped through it, and was suddenly fascinated by it. The teacher didn't even know it when he entered the classroom.

"Zhang Jiahua, eh? Zhang Jiahua." Dong Peijun read Zhang Jiahua's name, but Zhang Jiahua turned a deaf ear, and he sank completely into the book.

Jiang Yuyang quickly pushed Zhang Jiaohua, Zhang Jiaohua looked at Jiang Yuyang and asked blankly, "What's the matter?"

Dong Peijun came over and took the book from Zhang Jiaohua.

Jiang Yuyang touched his forehead with his hand, his head was huge.

"At this time, do you still have time to read extracurricular books?" Dong Peijun asked.

Zhang Jiaohua suddenly understood why Jiang Yuyang called himself a moment ago. It turned out that the teacher came, but Zhang Jiaohua still said calmly, "You can sharpen your knife and chop wood by mistake. This book is a good book. I just used this. The methods in this book have improved so quickly."

"Oh?" Dong Peijun hadn't read this book either, so naturally he didn't know the contents.

"Mr. Dong, I lent this book to Zhang Jiaohua. This is a book that introduces how to improve memory. But it is difficult for ordinary people to understand. Zhang Jiaohua only read it once, and the improvement in memory is amazing. The result reached him ahead of time. The goal set before." Jiang Yuyang knew that Zhang Jiaohua was talking nonsense. He had just turned a few pages of this book. How could he improve his academic performance by reading this book?

Zhang Jiaohua said immediately, “The memorization method of this book is very unique. As long as I learn this method, improving academic performance will become easier. Unfortunately, this method varies from person to person, although it can help me improve my grades. Other students in the class may not be useful."

Dong Peijun had just prepared to let Zhang Biaohua introduce his experience to other students in the class, but he did not expect Zhang Biaohua would come to the last sentence. I can only hand the book back to Zhang Biaohua in angrily, "Now it is very urgent. It is not necessary for the rest of the students to take risks. Although your grades will improve faster, don't be proud. You must continue to work hard and strive for the high school entrance examination. To achieve better results."

Dong Peijun began to regret, why did he have to ask the principal not to include Zhang Biaohua's grades in the class average? This time, I lost a lot. Zhang Biaohua's grades are enough to raise the average grade of the class by one or two points.

Zhou Qimu still got the second place in the class this time, but he was very low-key this time, and refused to mention anything before the exam.

Xu Xiaoting was very open-minded. After class, she walked to Zhang Jiaohua's desk and said, "Student Zhang Jiaohua, I'm really sorry. I underestimated you. I didn't expect you to do so well in this exam. I have a question. You, have you really taken a long absence from school?"

Zhang Jiaohua nodded, "I dropped out of school after halfway through the first grade of junior high school. After a short time in school, I ran here."

"You are amazing, what are you talking about is how much this book has improved you all at once?" Xu Xiaoting asked.

"It's a lie. I don't say that. Teacher Dong will definitely confiscate my book." Zhang Jiaohua said frankly.

Xu Xiaoting smiled, "Do you still read this book? Can you lend it to me after reading it?"

"Ah, do you still dare to read extracurricular books?" Zhang Jiaohua was surprised.

"Then what can't be seen? How to take the test, she is one of the top students in Changqing Middle School, high school is rushing to ask her to go." Jiang Yuyang smiled.

"That's it. This book belongs to Jiang Yuyang. If he agrees, I will lend it to you after reading it." Zhang Jiaohua said.

"I have given this book to you. You can lend it to whomever you like. It has nothing to do with me. Enlightenment, before the exam, someone in our class ranted a lot. Now that the results come out, you are not going to teach someone a lesson. People?" Jiang Yuyang asked.

Xu Xiaoting said quickly, "Don't, everyone is classmates, I believe Zhou Qimu has no bad thoughts. He is also for class honor."

"Oh, forget it, anyway, our poor students are just saboteurs that affect the honor of the class." Jiang Yuyang said frustratedly.

When Su Zhenming came to class, he was a little bit unwilling to look at Zhang Jiaohua. Zhang Jiahua didn't bother to pay attention to him. Still looking at the book in his own way, he just became interested in that book. Su Zhenming didn't come to provoke him, it was just what he wanted.

I heard that Zhang Jiaohua suddenly became the sixth in the class, and Fu Cha Haoyue was happier than anyone.

"Call flowers, you can't be complacent. You have to work harder and try to get the first place in the school, no, first in the district. At that time, we will enter which school we want to enter." Fu Cha Haoyue prepared immediately. After a sumptuous dinner, come to treat Zhang as a treat.

Zeng Lei tasted to death, "Isn't he a sixth place? It seems like he won the champion."

"It's better than some people who have been taking the last place in the class." Fu Cha Haoyue glared at Zeng Lei.

The fat man was shocked by Zhang Jiaohua’s grades, "How did you learn how to be a fan? I watched you flip through the books all the time. Why did you get the sixth place in the exam? At that time, I was holding my books every day. , I haven't even passed the exam a few times~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Zeng Lei immediately knocked on the fat man's head, "You really chewed with your mouth! "

On the weekend, Fu Cha Haoyue gave Zhang a day off. Zhang Jiahua is going to visit Panjiayuan again. Last time, he seemed to have seen something in Panjiayuan, and it felt nothing at that time. But after seeing the book of the Memory Palace, he always felt that there was a certain connection between that thing and the Memory Palace.

Without Wu Yuan leading the way, Zhang Biaohua was able to walk to Pan's home in a familiar way.

The Panjiayuan on weekends is a bit more lively than before. People come and go, bargaining, so lively.

Panjiayuan is a place with many stories. Some people get rich overnight, some lose their fortunes here, and everyone who lives here seems to be walking on a wire rope.

Zhang Jiaohua is too young to care about him. Vendors also don't like to do business with this kind of underage grandma, even if they finally get money from this kind of kid, if the head of the family comes to the door, they have to honestly vomit it. After all, making antiques is a very elegant thing, and no one wants to be ashamed. Therefore, Zhang Biaohua, who was not accompanied by an adult, was quite disgusted by the vendors.