A boy turned his head and said in a low voice to Cen Yannan and Chen Yumo, "Fuck, Ye Tang is super-skilled, and mathematics suddenly became a master, why is the Chinese endorsement so good?! I remember she used to be the same as us. I can't memorize a five-character poem."
Chen Yumo sneered, "Stupid, what a'five-character' poem, it's a five-character quatrain."
The other party was not convinced, "Cut it, as if you are smart enough to recite."
Cen Yannan stretched out his long leg and kicked him. The boy immediately did not dare to make a noise.
The three of them looked up and saw Ye Tang writing half a blackboard in classical Chinese, "My God!" Chen Yumo exclaimed, "Ye Tang is really going to heaven!"
Cen Yannan is the most calm, his little heart is already used to Ye Tang's successive genius behaviors, even if Ye Tang takes first place in the grade, he will not be surprised.
"... Qin people have no time to mourn for themselves, and later generations mourn; later generations mourn and fail to learn from it, which also makes future generations mourn for future generations again."
Ye Tang put down the chalk after writing the last sentence.
The people in the class, look at me and I look at you. They all saw shock in the opposite direction. They wanted to give their knees to Ye Tang! Because it is impossible to kill them to finish "A Fang Gong Fu" in five minutes.
The Chinese teacher stood in front of the blackboard holding a red chalk, checking back and forth, trying to find faults. There may be typos in the dictation of a single sentence on the spot, not to mention the dictation of the full text, but she did not find any mistakes.
How can it be? !
She asked Ye Tang, "Have you memorized "A Fang Gong Fu" in advance?"
Ye Tang said honestly, "No, I just memorized it."
The Chinese teacher opened her eyes wide and looked overwhelmed. She had been a Chinese teacher in No.87 Middle School for nearly 15 years. She taught all the students of Spicy Chicken, and her teaching ability gradually matched that of Spicy Chicken. She has forgotten the top class. What should life be like.
Oh no, Ye Tang's memory is not an ordinary top student, she is clearly a genius, to the point where she will never forget!
Now, whether it is a classmate or a teacher, there is no doubt about Ye Tang's talent. The original autism is really another manifestation of genius.
In the afternoon, two consecutive classes were all Chinese classes. Under Ye Tang’s encouragement, the Chinese teacher came to the spirits. Taking Ye Tang’s articles on the blackboard as the standard, it was the first time for the spicy chicken students to give a serious and detailed explanation of "A Fang Gong Fu". "The Spicy Chicken in Class 8 also began to listen to the class seriously. Some took notes and some put marks on the textbooks.
Ye Tang used to be mentally retarded in their hearts, but now they can't even compare with mental retardation. Are they the real retarded
No, they are not convinced!
It's been a long time since the Chinese teacher who was messing around has stood and taught such a long class. After the two classes, her feet were a little sore. But when she returned to the office, she didn't even have the thought to sit down and rest. Happily ran to the desk of the English teacher Lucy next door, and told her that Ye Tang had unexpectedly behaved in her class just now.
"She really wrote a good word in silence, without the slightest entanglement or hesitation. She is the student with the strongest memory I have ever seen. She only has five minutes to prepare! It's amazing! If I hadn't been teaching 8 classes before. Chinese, knowing her condition, I am afraid I can think of her as the kind of genius who deliberately hides and pretends to be stupid!"
Lucy is not as fussy as Teacher Li, her old eyes are still fierce, "Has Principal Qian and Teacher Tian already verified that she is a genius in the morning? Ye Tang now is completely different from her before."
"I know, it's just that I still can't adapt. It's really too sudden. With her strong memory, she can transfer to liberal arts. Relatively speaking, she is a student with rote knowledge and a good memory. Great advantage."
Tian Wen walked in from outside with the courseware in, just in time to hear Teacher Li's words, "No...no, I...I and Qian...Principal Qian recognize...think she...her science...scientific thinking is stronger, she...hers Subjective...subjective question answer...the answer is almost the same as...and the standard...the standard answer..."
Tian Wen's words stammered but very sure.
"Perhaps she has seen the answers to similar questions before?" The Chinese teacher did not understand mathematics, so she could only guess like this. "There are only nine months before the college entrance examination is fully completed. It is more difficult than political history to fill up the physics and chemistry students in nine months. Much more, for Ye Tang's future considerations, she should also be allowed to study liberal arts, maybe she can get a second book and create miracles." Teacher Li argued with Tian Wen disapprovingly.
Tian Wen still wanted to speak, but Lucy interrupted them, "Ye Tang is suitable for science or liberal arts. When the test results come out in September next week, we will naturally see the difference. Let's not be here to be the master of her life without authorization."
The old man calmed down the argument between the two teachers of Chinese and mathematics, and made other teachers in the office very curious. What is Ye Tang's genius in the end
The last two classes in the afternoon are math.
Tian Wen had never looked forward to the math class in Class 8 so much. He read Euler's theorem written by Ye Tang; corrected her math test paper and listened to her piano music, and he had only her in his heart.
He didn't even care to eat at noon. He stayed alone in the office to revise the paper. After listening to Ye Tang's "Nightingale", he was full of thoughts and his thoughts were extremely open and quick. Halfway through writing, he even had an absurd idea. He wanted Ye Tang to read his paper. What if she had any better suggestions? Because his knowledge of music is really lacking, he doesn't want to work behind closed doors.
But the September exam is coming soon, he can't delay Ye Tang's review time, he should wait until after the exam.
Tian Wen also spoke very violently in these two math classes. He didn't care whether the students under the stage understood it or not, it was enough for Ye Tang to understand it anyway.
At the end of the course, he readjusted the class seat with the authority of the class teacher.
Ye Tang was transferred from the penultimate row to the positive first row, facing the position of the podium, and he could look closely at the teacher with his head up. The seats in Class 8 used to be completely divided according to the height, because the students who are sitting in the class are all students, so the tall ones are in the back, and the short ones are in the front. Ye Tang, Cen Yannan, and Chen Yumo are all tall, so they have a legitimate reason to sit in the back row.
And the first row, no one wants to sit, has always been vacant. The reason given by the scumbags is very good. The first row of chalk dust is too large, which is not good for respiratory function and is not conducive to health. If you cling to the blackboard for a long time, it will also affect your eyesight. Wearing glasses is too ugly, in case of myopia. , Is the teacher responsible for reimbursing the cost of eyeglasses and post-vision correction surgery
Tian Wen was stupid, unable to argue with these clever students, and didn't want to argue before.
Now he must fight.