Reviewing can actually be done with a desk, chair, and bench. If efficiency is not a concern, the dormitory is definitely the best place to review.
However, for some students with poor self-control ability, the atmosphere of studying in groups is still very important.
When a group of college students study in a warm classroom in winter, when the sound of turning books rustles in their ears, when everyone's eyes are filled with concentration and desire for knowledge.
There are no whispers, no random thoughts, and no wandering thoughts. Even a poor student can remember two more words.
"Whoever leaves first later is the dog, do you hear me?"
"No problem, studying makes me happy."
"It's OK with me, because I've already told Ding Xue not to use love to constrain my heart that loves learning."
"If you can do it, then I have no problem. I don't even have a partner. What should I do if you don't want to learn?"
302's F4 was full of pride. He stepped up the steps of the teaching building step by step and followed the floor guide to the 5th floor of Teaching A.
There are many study rooms in the university, and they are usually full when the exam is approaching, and there is no queue. However, now that there is still a month until the exam week, there is no such phenomenon of not being able to occupy seats.
The four of them wandered around and finally entered a public study room.
There are many people in Linda who are frequent visitors to the study room. They stay here longer than in the dormitory, as if they are making a nest.
Clothes were draped on the chair, and boxes for personal belongings were placed next to it. On the table were water glasses, lunch boxes, chargers, mobile phones, computers, and small desk lamps.
Compared with these people, Jiang Qin and the others can be regarded as traveling lightly among those traveling lightly.
Jiang Qin placed the textbook solemnly on the table and started reading from the first page.
Brand new.
As soon as you open the book, you can clearly smell the ink aroma of a new book.
Jiang Qin secretly borrowed a pen from an unknown girl next door and wrote his name solemnly.
The three guys next to them also opened up their own weak subjects. The four of them looked attentive and remained silent.
Three minutes later, Ren Ziqiang began to lose focus first and absorbed all the knowledge on the pretty profile of the girl opposite.
Zhou Chao was also a little sleepy. He had already read through the title page of the book and remembered a few names on the textbook compilation directory.
Cao Guangyu had already placed the Nokia 5230 on the textbook, and was swiping at the touch screen with his stylus, like a chicken pecking at rice.
"Everyone, please focus more. Don't disturb the classmates next to you if you are not studying."
Jiang Qin squinted his eyes and spoke, his focused eyes not even leaving the textbook.
"I didn't even say anything!"
Ren Ziqiang withdrew his gaze from the face of the senior student opposite him and whispered that he was wronged.
"You didn't bother me, so why can't I learn?"
"Brother Jiang, this means that your brain is no longer suitable for studying. Me too, I can't understand a single word."
Jiang Qin pushed the textbook forward and leaned back on the chair: "You still have to read it even if you can't read it. My high-level textbook has all been printed wrong, but I still insisted on reading three pages. This is called determination."
Zhou Chao couldn't help but come over: "Impossible? How could the textbook be printed incorrectly? Let me take a look?"
"Look, I don't recognize these symbols."
"????"
Jiang Qin glanced at Zhou Chao and Ren Ziqiang, and spoke quietly in a low voice: "You are all living in the dormitory, Lao Cao has also fallen out of love, and I have also failed in starting a business. Many years later, Lao Zhou and Lao Ren I might not be able to get a diploma and be reduced to carrying bricks on a construction site. Lao Cao became a rake. His domestic violence made the news. I also accidentally became the richest man and was listed in Forbes. Think about this ending. Isn’t it terrible? ?”
Zhou Chao: "..."
Ren Ziqiang: “…”
Cao Guangyu couldn't help but raise his head: "Actually, there is still a month until the exam. There is no need for us to start reviewing so early, right?"
Ren Ziqiang nodded fiercely: "I agree, even if I remember it now, I may forget it all by the time of the exam."
After hearing this, Zhou Chao echoed: "Yes, these obsessive memories are short-term memories, and they are forgotten as quickly as they are remembered."
Jiang Qin listened to their whispers and couldn't help but spat: "How could a good student like me end up in the same dormitory with you?"
The three of them rolled their eyes at the same time: "Lao Jiang, you started the tradition of skipping classes in our dormitory from the beginning."
"Don't make excuses for not liking to study. Go ahead. I want to engrave this book on my mind today."
"Brother Jiang, your math is so advanced that you can't remember it even if you memorize it. This thing is logical, how can you rely on rote memorization?"
Jiang Qin sneered at such sarcastic remarks: "Then what should I do? Am I just going to watch myself fail the exam?"
Cao Guangyu thought for a while: "You can ask Feng Nanshu to teach you. She seems to have never skipped class and is more serious about class than others."
"This is the stupidest way to do it."
"Why?"
"With her here, how can I still think about studying?"
Jiang Qin asked back, that pretty face appearing in front of his eyes.
As long as he said so, the little rich woman would definitely be willing to teach him, but Jiang Qin would definitely be distracted by her.
Yes, even though they are best friends, doing this is inappropriate, despicable, and full of vulgar taste, but she is also a white and rich girl, and studying is not as attractive as a white and rich girl.
"How about we come here today and let's go to Feilong Internet Cafe?"
Ren Ziqiang couldn't help but make a suggestion.
"No."
Zhou Chao denied it outright this time: "I already feel guilty for not being able to study hard. If I go to the Internet cafe for another day, my guilt will be even deeper. I will definitely regret it before going to bed at night."
"There's no point in just wasting time here. In the end, I didn't remember anything, and I didn't get the joy of the game." Ren Ziqiang said to Zhou Chaoqian and fell silent.
What he said seemed to make sense, but it seemed a bit unreasonable for me not to listen to him.
"Lao Jiang, are you going to the Internet cafe?" Ren Ziqiang began to instigate Jiang Qin again.
Jiang Qin waved his hand and raised his eyes slightly: "I was almost learning it just now, shut the hell up."
"Then Lao Cao, do you want to go to an Internet cafe? Just be a dog. Happiness is the most important thing."
"this… "
In fact, Cao Guangyu prefers to go to the Internet cafe, because even if he is sitting here, he is chatting with Ding Xue, and his handwriting speed is still very slow. It would be better to go to the Internet cafe and type, which is full of joy.
At this moment, five more figures suddenly entered the study room.
Jian Chun, Song Qingqing, Jiang Tian, Pan Xiu, and Zhuang Chen with a backpack saw Jiang Qin and the others as soon as they came in, so they came over without saying a word.
"Old Ren, let's go, I'll accompany you to the Internet cafe." Cao Guangyu had already stacked the books together.
"Whoever goes to the Internet cafe, don't disturb my study."
"????"
Ren Ziqiang put away his smile, glanced at Pan Xiu with a cold expression, then picked up the textbook and began to study it seriously.
Jinhua and Zhuang Chen from Finance Class 3 sat down and greeted the four of them. Looking at the thick books, they must be here to study.
The textbooks they brought were much better than Jiang Qin's. Although they were not as tattered as those in high school, they were at least full of creases. One look at them made it clear that they were studying hard.
"Jiang Qin, thank you for borrowing the dumplings from the classroom last time."
Jiang Tian opened the textbook without reading it. Instead, he talked to Jiang Qin first.
"You're welcome. You also helped me play with Manqi. It's settled. How about the old lady selling fruit? Let's eat dumplings."
Jiang Tian looked at Jian Chun, who immediately said, "After eating, the old lady said that the dumplings we made were delicious, and she insisted on letting us take some fruit back, but we refused."
Jiang Qin nodded: "You must be careful when riding in the future. Don't be so impatient. The harder you are in a hurry, the less anxious you are."
"I, I know..."
Jian Chun nodded lightly and suddenly remembered something: "Are the dumplings on the Winter Solstice delicious? I made them myself."
"????"
Jiang Qin frowned and said to himself, I have never eaten the dumplings you made. How can I know whether they are delicious or not
As a result, the next second, he saw Zhuang Chen's expression changed next to him, his breathing became thicker, and he stared at Jiang Qin nervously, with a hint of pleading in his eyes.
Jiang Qin is an excellent person. Combining Jian Chun's words and Zhuang Chen's performance, he roughly captured something.
On the winter solstice, they not only gave dumplings to Lao Lu, Zhu Feng and Principal Zhang, but they also probably gave me a portion.
But they couldn't enter the boys' dormitory, so Zhuang Chen could only deliver dumplings, but the dumplings were gone, which was even more bizarre than the disappearance of the dog-fighting buns. This was very interesting.
"The dumplings are quite good, and the fillings are very delicious. I wanted to ask you for the recipe, but I forgot about it later."
Jiang Qin glanced at Zhuang Chen as he spoke and found that he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, but his face was still pale.
"Song Qingqing asked her mother for the recipe." Jiang Tian added at the right moment.
Jiang Qin looked at Song Qingqing: "Can you give me a copy of that formula?"
"Of course!" Song Qingqing took out her mobile phone and forwarded the text message from her mother directly.
"Thanks."
Jiang Qin glanced at the text message and thought to himself, I finally have a way to control Principal Zhang's stomach!
He picked up the advanced mathematics textbook and continued to review carefully, completely ignoring Zhuang Chen's grateful eyes.
After a while, it was dinner time, and finally a noisy sound came from the quiet study room. Those who had been staying in the study room all year round had brought food and were now ready to eat.
Jiang Qin stretched out, patted Zhou Chao, Ren Ziqiang and Cao Guangyu who were already asleep, and called them to eat.
"Jiang Qin, let me treat you to dinner!" Zhuang Chen suddenly stood up.
Jiang Qin glanced at him: "Are you talking about the canteen?"
"Nanshan Restaurant."
"I'm not the only one you want to invite, right?"
Zhuang Chen understood: "Then... then come to your dormitory."
Cao Guangyu was still confused. He wiped the corner of his mouth and looked at Jiang Qin: "What's going on? Why is someone inviting me to dinner as soon as I open my eyes?"
Jiang Qin raised his lips: "Good people are rewarded."