The effect of the new glasses was immediate. Not only could Wei Zeshu understand the notes smoothly, but he could even write some thoughts on the notes to help him speed up his understanding and recitation.
That raccoon was right. The idea it provided was indeed an extremely low-end way of skipping classes that required very little soul pressure from the user. However, it is not something that the human brain can do to memorize such a terrifying wall of books. Arrived.
But Wei Zedo discovered that after he seemed to have solved the problem of mental pollution caused by words and pictures, simple learning and recitation was not difficult for him.
Yes, Wei Zeshu has a very good mind and a strong learning ability - when he was in high school, he was able to maintain his grades at a level that allowed him to enter the top nine universities in the country. Doesn't that sound like a genius?
But you must know that the premise for him to achieve this is that he did not study so hard and put most of his energy on how to survive in the orphanage and how to fight against the secret anomalies.
In other words, what he really spent his time in high school was not simple studies and homework, but the cruel life and poverty itself.
It is very difficult for a child without parents to survive in society, especially when this child can see all kinds of abnormalities.
But Wei Curcuma not only survived, secretly killing those anomalies that harmed mankind, he even lived a life full of life, with no other problems except being poor, eating and drinking when he should, and even doing some two-dimensional things.
French writer Romain Rolland wrote in "The Life of Michelangelo": "There is only one kind of heroism in life, and that is to still love life after recognizing the truth of life."
In this regard, Wei Curcuma is undoubtedly the most heroic group of people.
If you take these influencing factors into account and look at Wei Zeshu's performance in high school, it becomes extremely scary.
Wei Zeshu, who had solved the biggest problem, looked at his notes leisurely. During the day, he went to class and practiced meditation hard. The days passed quickly.
There were more and more notes that he had read around him, while the remaining ones on the wall were becoming less visible to the naked eye. Not only did Wei Curcuma not feel tired, but he also enjoyed it. He drank Coke leisurely every day and read with his glasses on. Write notes, ignore all the distractions from the outside world, and enjoy yourself.
It must be emphasized again that in terms of pure learning ability, Wei Curcuma is really an out-and-out genius.
Real geniuses will not feel pain because of learning, because it is fun for them. People who study hard are destined to be inferior to those who feel fun from learning.
Two-thirds of the book wall has been firmly memorized in his mind, and he has memorized it backwards and forwards. This shocked the raccoon who occasionally came to visit to steal the pizza Wei Zeshu had for dinner, and his jaw almost dropped.
"It's bad, isn't he really a genius?"
In addition, there was also something that shocked Wei Curcuma.
That time it was in the first cafeteria. Wei Curcuma met Senior Minato by chance and wanted to say hello, but a familiar figure ran over from the side and hugged Gongsun Minato.
"Minu Minu~ Let's go shopping together later?"
"I want to learn how to practice swordsmanship..."
Senior Minato enjoyed the intimacy a little, but also felt a little at a loss. He could only stand there and wait for her to pull him away.
The girl who called her affectionately was Yu Zhiyu, Xiaoyu's classmate.
"Why do you look so shocked? They were both in the high school preparatory class and have always had a good relationship."
On the side, senior Shen Mengxi was holding braised chicken and rice. Looking at Wei Curcuma who wanted to ask something, she dug a big spoonful for herself.
"You have been studying in college for several months, but you are really deaf to what is happening outside the window. You don't know anything."
Only then did Wei Zeshu realize that the two of them were super best friends, and they usually slept in the same bed.
But I really can't imagine that someone with a personality like Minato-senpai could have friends.
Occasionally, Wei Zeshu would go to Xinjianzhai to watch the fun, but every time he would be dragged into a competition by Senior Sister Minato. The buddies from the logistics department had to maintain the training ground every time, which was miserable.
As for the rest of his daily time, Wei Zeshu actively kept running to the Academic Affairs Office, applying for his own club every day. With the teachers in the Academic Affairs Office being so enthusiastic and tireless, the whole office almost knew him.
This student was very polite every time he went there, and he did whatever he could, which made the teacher very fond of him.
"Oh, Xiao Wei, are you here so early today?"
"Well, there are no afternoon classes today."
Wei Zeshu conveniently changed all the buckets in the water dispenser in the office, and also helped some young teachers pick up express delivery. As soon as he arrived at the office, some old teachers wanted to give him some orange snacks.
He is studious, humble, and serious, but neither humble nor arrogant. He occasionally asks insightful questions, which makes many of his teachers remember this freshman.
Originally, some teachers were worried that Wei Zeshu would develop the inevitable pride of young people because of his fame when he first came to school, but in fact this did not happen to him.
The difficult life in the past made Wei Curcuma not care much about these things.
"There's good news, your club has passed the preliminary review!"
The young and cute teacher Zi in the office handed Wei Eshu a stack of brand new club membership application forms.
"As long as we find a consultant teacher and five club members, we can set it up."
"Okay!"
Wei Eshu happily accepted the pile of applications for joining the company and thought about who would be the best consultant.
"The founder of the Heart Sword School is the strongest first-class great swordsman in the contemporary era... The Jungle Sword Cult is a red-haired hero... Who should I look for?"
Wei Curcuma fell into thinking, and soon he came to a conclusion.
He just rode the bicycle he bought second-hand and pedaled wildly on the road in the north.
This second-hand bicycle belonged to a senior student from the north. After graduation, he sold it half-sold and half-gifted to Wei Curcuma.
In the hands of Wei Zeshu, this old old bicycle has a second spring in life. For example, with Yinzi and Wang Xixuan in the front and Li Shengruo sitting in the back seat, he has completed difficult actions such as rushing to the main teaching building in one breath.
Occasionally, I would rush to the library with Puppy Man in the front seat and Yu Zhiyu and Liang Cai in the back seat.
But one time, Chen Yin was in a hurry to take an elective course and couldn't find a shared bicycle. When he borrowed Wei Zeshu's old bicycle to go to the teaching area, he got off the bike halfway through the ride and pushed it away.
"If you ask me to ride it to the elective classroom, it's better for it to ride me!"
This bicycle is so difficult to ride, but under Wei Curcuma's hands it still rides as fast as the wind.
Wei Zeshu rode this broken bicycle with a clear destination.
He went straight to the principal's office.
That's right, if you want to build a society, let's make it a big one.
Wei Curcuma thought so in his heart.
I directly asked Principal Zhenjun to be the club consultant!
