Ten minutes passed, twenty minutes passed, and half an hour passed. Except for taking a sip of water when reciting the fourth lesson, Ling Yun continued to recite without any pause.
No one interrupted, no one was willing to interrupt, even though the person sitting there on the podium was that fat man, Ling Yun, the trash in everyone's eyes!
This is almost a miracle, no, it should be called a miracle!
The expressions of ridicule, disdain, and excitement on everyone's faces disappeared, replaced by all kinds of envy, jealousy and hatred!
Zhang Ling nervously covered her overdeveloped breasts with her small hands, for fear that her little heart would jump out of her mouth because of its beating too fast.
She might be the only one in the class who guessed that Ling Yun would definitely hit Wu Gaolang head-on, but she never thought that Ling Yun would use such a simple, yet so effective, and so exciting method!
Cao Shanshan stared dumbfounded at the fat man on the podium, unintentionally clenched her fists tightly, and her chest, which was taller than Zhang Ling's, rose and fell violently, but she tried hard to suppress her panting.
She was afraid that her heavy breathing would affect Ling Yun and interrupt Ling Yun's recitation.
Even Wei Tianqian was completely shocked by Ling Yun. Originally, he thought that even if Ling Yun could really recite a paragraph or two, he would try to make some noise and interrupt his memory, but now he forgot.
Forget about it.
When the bell rang for the end of the first class in the afternoon, Ling Yun had already recited the seventh text.
Hearing the bell for the end of get out of class, Ling Yun frowned slightly, hurriedly hurried, and even missed two lessons.
He looked at Wu Gaolang inquiringly, which meant whether he should continue.
Wu Gaolang couldn't hold back the smile on his face now, he was so excited that he raised his palms horizontally and vertically, and made a standard pause action.
There was a lot of noise outside the classroom, but in the classroom, needles could be heard in silence.
A minute later, there was overwhelming applause, and the enthusiastic atmosphere seemed to be even worse than that of the black president of the United States when he came to power.
The applause lasted for a long time before it stopped.
Wu Gaolang patted his palms that were about to pat red and quickly walked up to the podium, and came to Ling Yun. He patted Ling Yun's shoulder affectionately, and said in a gentle tone: "Are you thirsty? The teacher gave you Get water."
As he said that, he personally picked up his water glass from the podium, bent down and handed it to Ling Yun. The way he looked at Ling Yun was a hundred times gentler than looking at the lover of his dreams.
To him, the current Ling Yun is simply a rare treasure!
He didn't regret his scheme against Ling Yun in the first class, if not, how could he have discovered Ling Yun
He just has a deep apology, hidden in his heart, showing on his face.
After finishing all this, Wu Gaolang walked to the back of the desk, and said in a clear voice like a spring breeze, "Students, tell me, did Ling Yun recite well?"
"Okay!" Except for Wei Tiangan, who had an unusually ugly expression, everyone said hello in unison!
"Then do you think this class is good?" Wu Gaolang was very satisfied and continued to ask.
"good!"
Wu Gaolang nodded, and then said with a smile: "Everyone is a little tired now, let's take a break after class, everyone is free to review in the next class, and Cao Shanshan will be in charge of classroom discipline."
"Ling Yun, come with me to the office. The teacher has something to say to you." Wu Gaolang stood up after class no matter what. He hugged Ling Yun's shoulder affectionately, and half pushed and half hugged Ling Yun out without explaining anything. out of the classroom.
Before Ling Yun went out, he looked back at the direction of Cao Shanshan and Zhang Ling, his eyes were a little obscure.
It turned out that I really knew each other.
After they left the classroom, there was still no one moving in the classroom, they were all reminiscing about Ling Yun's perfect performance just now.
It is estimated that in this life, the fat figure sitting on the podium, calm and composed, reciting seven texts word for word in a row will not be able to be erased from their memories!
The shock was too great!
"The fourth time..." Zhang Ling muttered to himself.
"What's the fourth time?" Cao Shanshan, who was thinking silently, was moved by Zhang Ling's inexplicable words, and she hurriedly asked.
"Last night in the dormitory, the jogging in the morning shocked the whole school. At noon, you were angry. Just now..." Zhang Ling counted on his fingers: "Isn't this four times? I said he has completely changed, you still don't believe it..."
Cao Shanshan didn't open her mouth to refute this time, she was really powerless to refute... Ling Yun is too powerful, beyond her imagination, how can a person's memory be so strong
Since he has such a terrifying memory, how could he be so poor at studying
Gradually, the low-pitched murmurs and whispers began to turn into loud discussions, and the students began to talk about Ling Yun's sky-defying performance.
"It's impossible! Absolutely impossible!" This is the opinion with the most voices.
"How is it impossible? Since someone can recite pi to more than 60,000 decimal places, and Ling Yun can recite the history textbook verbatim to more than ten pages, what is impossible?" Some voices objected loudly.
"I know what you said. It's the Guinness Book of World Records, but he is Ling Yun. We are the bottom one in our class. Isn't that incredible?"
"Hmph, what's so great about being able to recite a few history texts? Do you think you can get admitted to university? Look at Wu Gaolang's pretentious and condescending behavior, as if he discovered some treasure..."
"That's right, the college entrance examination is not just a history exam... Maybe he just memorized these few texts in the past three years..."
"Ready, it must be prepared in advance!"
This is envy, jealousy and hatred, represented by Wei Tianqian.
Only Zhang Dong sat quietly in his seat, with a deep shock that could not be concealed in his eyes.
What the classmate said was right. Compared with the master who recited pi to more than 60,000 decimal places in one breath, Ling Yun's reciting a few history texts is really nothing.
However, Zhang Dong knew that Ling Yun was not prepared at all, he just sat there and read the text silently.
Once, definitely once!
It doesn't matter how many things you have memorized, the key is how long you have memorized how many things!
"It's amazing..." Zhang Dong didn't participate in the discussion among the students, but silently looked up at the playground in the afternoon, and seemed to see the fat man running wildly with the sandbag on his shoulders again.
History teacher's office.
"Ling Yun, sit down, don't be restrained."
Wu Gaolang came to the office with Ling Yun in his arms, kindly greeted Ling Yun to sit down, then looked at Ling Yun with a smile and said, "Ling Yun, I didn't expect you to hide everything. Your memory is so good, how did you practice?"
This is naturally the topic that Wu Gaolang is most concerned about. If Ling Yun really has some super method to exercise memory, how much benefit will it bring to him, a teacher who teaches memory-based history classes
For Wu Gaolang's arrogance and respect, Ling Yun understands from the bottom of his heart, but this is a common truth in the world. If you can't do it, no one will look up to you. He didn't deliberately care about anything with Wu Gaolang.
"It's just memorizing it a few times with my heart, practice makes perfect..."
Ling Yun prevaricates a reason casually.
Wu Gaolang was noncommittal. Liberal arts students rely on memory, memorizing some key passages and even key articles. I believe that as long as the students are not too stupid, they can complete it through hard work, but Ling Yun just recited it verbatim in front of everyone. I read seven texts!
If there is no terrifying memory and super memory method, it is impossible.
But since Ling Yun didn't intend to say it, Wu Gaolang didn't force it. Now, he called Ling Yun to the office alone, mainly because he wanted to polish this good seedling and add color to his coaching career. This is the most important thing.
"Ling Yun, although the teacher doesn't know how you did it, since you have such a good innate advantage, you have to find a way to turn it into a test result."
"You also know that although memory is important in our history, it is more important to understand, to know what is the key point, and to know how to answer the essay questions on the history test paper."
Obviously, Wu Gaolang is now trying to help Ling Yun get a high score in the exam.
Seeing that Ling Yun was listening seriously, he felt even more satisfied in his heart, and continued: "Well, now the college entrance examination is only two months away, as for you, just read the history textbook a few more times and learn the basics first. Arrange for the history class representative of our class to help you with your homework, if you still don't understand anything, you can also ask me directly, and strive for a good grade in the college entrance examination, how about it?"
Wu Gaolang can be said to be farsighted. Since Ling Yun has shown such a terrifying memory, then history, geography, politics, and even foreign languages and Chinese will not be a problem for Ling Yun. At one point, there is still no problem for Ling Yun to take a three-category undergraduate course.
So he decisively made the above arrangements.
"Thank you, Teacher Wu, I will work hard." Ling Yun nodded seriously, without saying anything.
As long as it is something to make a profit, Ling Yun will not refuse.
"Then go back first, the teacher expects you to get a good result in the next mock exam."
Seeing that Ling Yun didn't care about the fact that he deliberately made things difficult for him, Wu Gaolang finally let go of the last trace of worry, and gave his encouragement and expectation as a teacher.
After Ling Yun walked out of the office, Wu Gaolang let out a long breath. He adjusted his glasses and murmured: "Genius... It's a pity that it's too late. No matter how hard we try, we can only pass the third-category undergraduate exam."
When Ling Yun returned to Class 3 and 6 of Senior High School, it was already in class.
As soon as he walked into the classroom, he felt the eyes of the whole class, which were completely different from the eyes he had entered the classroom for the first time.
Under the gaze of his classmates, he quietly returned to his seat, sat down, and continued to read.
"Amazing, Ling Yun, did you break Lao Wu?"
Zhang Dong still tilted his body, touched Ling Yun's shoulder with his shoulder, and said with his head tilted.
Ling Yun smiled faintly, shook his head and said, "It's nothing, let's study."
"If you don't know what the point is, just ask me, I have it in my book, so don't be polite."
Zhang Dong pointed to his tall pile of books, and said frankly.
"No problem." Ling Yun readily agreed.
The last two classes in the afternoon were geography. The students in Class 3 and 6 of the senior high school really wanted to see the geography teacher embarrass Ling Yun again. Unfortunately, Ling Yun had always behaved quite well. The geography teacher just gave Ling Yun a surprised look and started the class.
This will inevitably make many students feel slightly disappointed.
(end of this chapter)