"What you wrote now, I haven't talked about it yet."
"I know."
Mo Shangyun answered without raising his head, and continued to write his own notes.
Ding Jing exhaled, "Then you—"
Before Ding Jing finished asking, Mo Shangyun replied, "I just saw the catalog."
Ding Jing felt that she was using the greatest patience in her life to communicate with Mo Shangyun, "You have seen the catalog, but not the courseware."
After a pause in the writing action, Mo Shangyun tilted his head to look at her, and immediately raised his eyebrows with a smile in his eyes. She said, "This kind of basic knowledge, if you see the catalogue, you will know what to say."
"… "
Ding Jing felt that Mo Shangyun's pride was a little underwhelming.
But after thinking about it, Ding Jing got closer again, and couldn't help but ask humbly: "You guys who are admitted to college, do you have such perverted brains?"
Leaning at her, Mo Shangyun shook his head and affirmed, "Generally speaking, it's just me who is knowledgeable and versatile."
"...Can you restrain your proud and arrogant expression?" Ding Jing held a pen tightly with his fingers, and threatened with a smile, "Otherwise, I can't help but want to beat you."
However, when she threatened like this, Mo Shangyun laughed even more.
Ding Jing hesitated again and again, and finally, for the sake of her well-written notes, she simply held back, turned her eyes away, and then wondered in her heart to compare it later, whether Mo Shangyun was really that good. God, even the content of the teacher's teaching can be predicted in advance.
Ding Jing, who had never been in contact with creatures like "Xueba", only thought that such a thing existed.
In this way, Mo Shangyun is really all-powerful.
Mo Shangyun didn't write for a long time. After copying Ding Jing's previous notes written by Dog Paws, he summarized the catalogue he had seen before, marked the points that need attention in detail, and then returned the notebook to Ding Jing.
Ding Jing took it over, turned it over carefully as if to be sure, and finally looked at it for a while.
Ninety percent of the notes overlapped with what Bu Yirong was talking about. Some of them were just in different order. If they didn’t overlap, it didn’t really matter. Bu Yirong only brought them with him when he was giving lectures. Mention it casually to them without any special emphasis.
"How?"
Ding Jing frowned and looked at Mo Shangyun's eyes, as if looking at a monster.
With a finger move, the signature pen was discarded, spun in the air a few times, and then fell back into Mo Shangyun's hands, who raised his eyebrows at Ding Jing proudly, "Those who are knowledgeable like us have the same mindset. of."
Ding Jing: "..." I really believed in your evil!
"Really," Mo Shangyun said amusedly, "most of the textbooks are similar."
She even memorized textbooks.
Of course, memorizing textbooks is not rote memorization, she also summed up a set of methods. After research, I know that most of the content taught in the textbooks of the same subject overlap, because the content taught is similar.
Bu Yirong made his own courseware, but it was impossible for Bu Yirong to deviate from the overall outline, so when he saw the catalogue, Mo Shangyun knew what he was going to talk about.
This kind of skill is not only due to the accumulation of Mo Shangyun over the years, but also because before she came to GS9, she had studied the geography of Yun Province in detail and systematically, and had read several textbooks.
Mo Shangjun loves learning, which is innate. She is easily interested in things she doesn't understand. This spirit can motivate her to nibble on textbooks for another hour or two before going to bed after a whole day's training. .
What's more, the days in the Air Force are extremely comfortable. Every day, the swaying does not consume any physical strength. Sometimes Mo Shangyun gets bored, so she asks Wu Jiu to find some teaching materials for her.
The stack of teaching materials is not only about the landform features of Yun Province, plant types, etc., but also some similar to the helicopter posture. Anyway, they are all internal teaching materials. If you don’t read them, you will suffer.
"… "
Ding Jing glanced at Mo Shangyun like a ghost, and then took his eyes back.
She needs to calm down, otherwise she will most likely assassinate the ineligible beside her.
For some things, you can work hard. For example, on the training ground, if a project is not good, you should aim for the best performance in this project, train hard every day, and one day you will be able to surpass this goal. However, many things that require talent are difficult to work hard for.
Everything Ding Jing learned was memorized by rote.
Not as flexible as Mo Shangyun.
This is the gap.
Ding Jing originally thought that he had seen strong winds and waves, and that he could remain calm when he saw everything, but in front of Mo Shangyun, an existence that went against common sense, he was still uncontrollable and irritable.
Gee.
How to improve IQ
Does she have time to make a few more math workbooks useful
Bu Yirong lectured for two hours without interruption.
From 7:00 to 9:00, after a ten-minute break, talk for another hour, and the final half an hour for the exam.
If the score is not good enough, points ranging from 1 to 5 will be deducted.
In addition, before the exam, the notes will be randomly checked, and two points will be deducted if the notes fail.
These news were all told to them by Bu Yirong during the recess.
"… "
A group of people were dumbfounded.
In particular, Subei, who had been standing still, almost didn't pick up his notebook and smashed his steps to accommodate that handsome face.
fuck.
With such a pit? !
How does she keep standing and take notes? !
After finishing talking, Bu Yirong walked outside.
When he was about to arrive at the door, Subei stopped him suddenly and asked, "Mr. Bu, can I sit down and take notes?"
He stopped, Bu Yirong glanced at her, and said naturally, "You don't need to take notes today."
Subei had an ominous premonition and asked, "Why?"
Bu Yirong smiled and said, "Because I will definitely check your notes, and your notes will definitely not pass the test."
Subei: "..." This person must be targeting her.
Bu Yirong added: "You can sit down before the exam."
"… "
Subei didn't even bother to roll his eyes with him.
After Bu Yirong finished speaking, he also walked out the door without looking at her again.
Duan Zimu, who had finished copying the two notes, stopped at the right time, and then asked Subei with great interest, "Have you seen him?"
"I've seen it once." Subei's voice was cold.
"Be quiet," Duan Zimu reminded, "I don't think he is easy to mess with."
Although Bu Yirong did nothing to Subei, and even condoned what Mo Shangyun did, Duan Zimu subconsciously felt that Bu Yirong was not a good person.
It is definitely not that simple to easily deal with Mo Shangyun's unexpected situation several times in class.
The important thing, this teacher Bu Yirong, seems to be very "concerned" about North Jiangsu.
If Subei doesn't restrain properly, in Bu Yirong's class, it is estimated that he will be able to deduct all the points.
Subei smiled coldly and said nothing.
This person is best not to match her in her field of expertise.
After writing the notes, Mo Shangyun, who fell asleep again, frowned and sat up for a while because of the lively break between classes.
After Bu Yirong said that he wanted to spot check the notes, the students were looking for someone to check the notes to see if there were any omissions. The atmosphere was very tense.
There is quite a feeling of being in a school classroom.
Mo Shangyun raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows, and his head was a little drowsy in sleep.
"Head."
Ding Jing bumped Mo Shangyun's elbow.
"Say." Mo Shangyun gave her a sideways glance.
"There are 7 soil classes, 14 subclasses, 19 soil classes, and 34 subclasses in the soil of Yun Province." After reading the words on the note, Ding Jing tapped the paper with the pen cap, and inexplicably moved toward the ink. Ask, "What's this thing? Remember this thing too?"
Mo Shangjun said lightly: "Just look at it."
Ding Jing was a little irritable, "Can you explain, there are different types of soil?"
"..." Mo Shangyun looked at her speechlessly, and finally sighed and said, "Well, the soil classification system in our country has established soil classes, subclasses, soil classes, subclasses, soil genus, soil species and subspecies, etc. Class 7 taxa…”
Seeing Ding Jing's expression of wanting to tear up his notebook, Mo Shangyun said, "It's okay, this thing is about geology, you don't need to understand it, you won't be able to take the test anyway."
Although I have just said it briefly and concisely, I should not take the test in this area.
Ding Jing turned the pen impatiently, and continued to move towards the ink: "The southern part of these cloud provinces and northwards, with the increase of latitude and altitude, the tropical rain forest, tropical monsoon rainforest, hot sparse shrubs and grass, monsoons appear in turn. Evergreen broad-leaved forest and Simao pine forest… should I remember?”
"I need to know, just memorize it." Mo Shangyun said casually, "If you are thrown into this kind of place, you can judge your altitude and approximate location based on the type of vegetation, right?"
"I can live wherever you throw me. The problem is," Ding Jing said, "How do you remember so many convoluted nouns?! I know the approximate altitude of the terrain and what the plants look like. ?"
"..." Mo Shangyun was taken aback by what she said. Finally, she looked at Ding Jing sympathetically, raised her hand and patted Ding Jing's shoulder, and said, "Action faction, thank you for your hard work."
After speaking, she pushed the notebook in front of Ding Jing and affirmed, "Remember, it's a written test now."
"… Hold."
Ding Jing couldn't help but cursed.
These terms, which are like a book to her, have to be memorized by rote.
Seeing Ding Jing's distress, Mo Shangyun rested his elbows on the table, his palms against his chin, looked sideways at Ding Jing, and asked curiously, "What is your education?"
"primary school?"
Ding Jing still used a suspicious tone.
Mo Shangyun bowed his hands to her, "Big brother, how did you get in here with a young man who is required to graduate from high school or above?"
Asked here, Mo Shangyun felt strange.
A female soldier is a senior high school graduate who is between 17 and 19 years old. How can she come to Ding Jing when she is 16 years old
If it wasn't for Ding Jing's random fabrication, Ding Jing's story should be quite strange...
However, Ding Jing's theoretical knowledge makes people laugh and cry, but he is a true activist, and he must have nothing to say about his kung fu fighting in the wild.
Ding Jing also showed a puzzled expression, and helped Mo Shangyun to think for a while, and finally suddenly realized: "Maybe the recruiter thinks that I am in good spirits, and it looks like I am a soldier?"
"… "
Mo Shangyun rolled her eyes at her.
She's still full of rage, why hasn't she seen anyone betray her as the boss of the underworld
Ding Jing didn't bother to talk to her, and while turning the pen in his hand, he began to study Mo Shangyun's notes.
If this note is given to other people, it would be a treasure. The key points are all summarized, and a little memorization is the answer to the exam, but for Ding Jing, it would be a headache... It's all words, all have to be memorized .
Ding Jing is now like a monkey scratching his ears and cheeks. He was full of anger but had to suppress it and patiently looked at the words one by one.
The words can be understood, but when put together, nothing feels right.
Mo Shangyun, who never had such troubles, could only look at Ding Jing sympathetically, and then continued to sleep on his stomach.
However, she didn't sleep much at ease this time. Almost as soon as she closed her eyes, someone called her from behind.
"Momo?"
It was Yan Gui's voice.
It shouldn't be him sitting in the back.
Mo Shangjun scratched his hair, got up and looked behind him, but when he turned his head, he saw Yan Gui's bright smiling face, and... Yan Jin, who was sitting beside Yan Gui with a serious face.
"I changed positions with them." Yan Gui said excitedly.
"Oh."
Mo Shangyun responded.
With a bared smile at her, Yan Gui raised his finger and pointed at the window on the right, "Look this way."
Looking at him suspiciously, Mo Shangyun then looked to the right direction, but when he lifted his eyelids, a familiar figure just entered his eyes, slightly startled, Mo Shangyun insisted on leaning against Ding Jing's action to hold back.
It was Yan Tianxing who stood outside the window.
At the moment when he first saw it, Mo Shangjun suddenly had the illusion of "being caught by a passing dean while sleeping in class".
Although she is not afraid of the teacher, but she slept soundly, and the feeling of suddenly seeing someone standing outside the window looking at you with gloomy eyes is quite pleasant.
However, Yan Tianxing was a lot more approachable, just looked at her with a light expression, and didn't even use her full aura to crush her.
Yan Tianxing said, "Come out."
"Oh."
Mo Shangyun stood up and planned to jump directly out of the window.
His brows twitched slightly, and Yan Tianxing said speechlessly, "...Go to the door."
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The update is getting late, the rhythm to be scrapped...
Please believe that I am trying to supplement all kinds of knowledge, it is too sad, I will write a novel for Mao to eat textbooks!
138. The god of learning [four] both civil and military