80s Taoism

"How is it possible?" Su Zhenming leaned over to look in disbelief.

Teacher Luo's name is Luo Songlin, and he is a veteran Chinese teacher in Changqing Middle School. He is very meticulous in his work. Even now, he often does test questions, saying that he wants to maintain his level. So, after a glance at these questions on the test paper, he can generally make most of the answers. Teacher Luo ignored Su Zhenming. No matter what the reason was, it was unjustifiable for a teacher to target a student like this.

"Did this student offend you?" Luo Songlin read the answers to the test paper and looked up at Su Zhenming.

"No? He just transferred here, so how could he offend me. Besides, I'm not a small-hearted person." Su Zhenming felt a little uncomfortable when Luo Songlin looked at him.

"I saw that you targeted him so much, and thought he had offended you. I have lived for decades, and I have been a Chinese teacher for decades. Of course, I know how to write like a person. This student's handwriting is square and upright. No matter how you look at it, he is not a bad boy. Isn't it normal for a child to say a few arrogant words? But you, as a teacher, do you really think it's okay to target a child like this?" Luo Songlin really didn't like it.

"Uh!" Su Zhenming was dumbfounded, thinking back on his words and deeds, it was really too much.

Fortunately, Luo Songlin didn't continue talking, but Su Zhenming's mood couldn't get any better. He was still curious: that guy really did so well in Chinese?

For the next few exams, Zhang Jiaohua handed in the papers ahead of time. Su Zhenming was not sure about other subjects, but he could understand the physics exam. Zhang Jiaohua also only worked for half an hour before handing in the paper, but Su Zhenming only looked at it briefly, and knew that Zhang Jiaohua's score would not be low.

"It's only been more than half a month. Could it be that this kid is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger? This is really disgusting!" Su Zhenming felt that his face was greatly damaged because Zhang Jiaohua pretended to be a pig and eaten a tiger.

For Zhang Jiaohua, people like Su Zhenming, and people from Changqing Middle School who looked at him with strange eyes, were just passers-by who met at the short station of Changqing Middle School. In life, if you want to experience mountains and rivers, why should you care about other people's eyes?

When the results of the mock exam were announced, Class 2 of the third year of Changqing Middle School was in an uproar. Zhang Jiaohua, who was underestimated by everyone before the exam, achieved amazing results. Although he did not shake his status as a giant in the class, he had fulfilled Zhang Jiaohua's words. He had already rushed to the top before the last mock exam. The sixth place in the class and the 15th place in the whole year. But for those who have been waiting to see Zhang Jiaohua's jokes, this result is dazzling enough.

No one would doubt the authenticity of Zhang Jiaohua's results, because this set of questions was compiled by the school's organized teachers, and it is absolutely impossible for anyone to leak the questions in advance. During the exam, the invigilator is also very strict, and Zhang Jiaohua cannot plagiarize others during the exam. Because in Zhang Jiaohua's exam, there was no one around him who passed him.

Even Jiang Yuyang, the only one who was optimistic about Zhang Jiaohua, was also surprised.

"You bastard, you like to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, which makes me worry about you. So you have a plan." Jiang Yuyang thumped Zhang Jiaohua's shoulder heavily.

Zhang Jiaohua didn't explain, but smiled, "I have time to read this book now."

Zhang Jiaohua took out the book - "The Memory Palace of Matteo Ricci" from the drawer, flipped through it casually, and became fascinated at once. He didn't even know the teacher entered the classroom after class.

"Zhang Jiaohua, huh? Zhang Jiaohua." Dong Peijun read Zhang Jiaohua's name, but Zhang Jiaohua ignored it, and he completely sank into the book.

Jiang Yuyang quickly pushed Zhang Jiaohua, Zhang Jiaohua looked at Jiang Yuyang and asked blankly, "What's wrong?"

Dong Peijun came over and took the book from Zhang Jiaohua's hand.

Jiang Yuyang touched his forehead with his hands, his head was very big.

"It's this time, do you still have time to read extracurricular books?" Dong Peijun asked.

Zhang Jiaohua suddenly understood why Jiang Yuyang called him just now. It turned out that the teacher had come, but Zhang Jiaohua still said calmly, "Sharpening a knife is not a mistake in chopping firewood. This book is a good book. I only used the methods in this book to improve so fast."

"Oh?" Dong Peijun hadn't read this book either, so naturally he didn't know what it contained.

"Mr. Dong, I lent this book to Zhang Jiaohua. It's a book that introduces how to improve memory. But it's hard for ordinary people to understand. Zhang Jiaohua only read it once, and his memory improved amazingly. As a result, he reached the goal he set before." Jiang Yuyang knew that Zhang Jiaohua was lying.

Zhang Jiaohua immediately said, "The memorization method in this book is very unique. As long as you learn this method, it will be easier to improve your academic performance. Unfortunately, this method varies from person to person. Although it can help me improve my grades, it may not be useful to other students in the class."

Dong Peijun was going to ask Zhang Jiaohua to introduce his experience to other students in the class just now, but he didn't expect Zhang Jiaohua to say the last sentence. I could only hand the book back to Zhang Jiaohua resentfully, "It's very urgent now, and there is no need for the rest of the students to take risks. Although your grades have improved relatively quickly, don't be proud. You have to make persistent efforts and strive to get better grades in the high school entrance examination."

Dong Peijun began to regret in his heart. Why did he insist on asking the principal not to include Zhang Jiaohua's grades in the average grade of the class? This time, I lost a lot. Zhang Jiaohua's grades are enough to raise the average grade of the class by one or two points.

Zhou Qimu still got the second place in the class this time, but this time he behaved very low-key, never mentioning the things before the exam.

Xu Xiaoting was very open-minded. After class, she walked to Zhang Jiaohua's desk, "Student Zhang Jiaohua, I'm really sorry. I underestimated you. I didn't expect you to do so well in the exam this time. I have a question for you. Did you really leave school for a long time?"

Zhang Jiaohua nodded, "After more than half of the first grade of junior high school, he dropped out of school. After staying in school for a short time, he came here."

"You are amazing. What you are saying is that this book has improved you so much?" Xu Xiaoting asked.

"It's a lie. If I don't say that, Teacher Dong will definitely confiscate my books." Zhang Jiaohua said frankly.

Xu Xiaoting smiled, "Are you still reading this book? Can you lend it to me after you finish reading it?"

"Ah, you still dare to read extracurricular books now?" Zhang Jiaohua was very surprised.

"Then what can't be seen? How about the test, she is the top student in Changqing Middle School, and the high school is rushing to ask her to go." Jiang Yuyang laughed.

"I see. This book belongs to Jiang Yuyang. If he agrees, I will lend it to you after reading it." Zhang Jiaohua said.

"I've already given you this book. You can lend it to whomever you like. It has nothing to do with me. Before the exam, someone in our class made a lot of nonsense. Now that the grades are out, aren't you going to teach someone a lesson?" Jiang Yuyang asked.

Xu Xiaoting said quickly, "Don't, we are all classmates. I believe Zhou Qimu has no bad intentions. He is also for class honor."

"Oh, forget it, anyway, to you, we poor students are just saboteurs who affect the honor of the class." Jiang Yuyang said dejectedly.

When Su Zhenming came to class, he was a little distracted throughout the class, and he didn't dare to look at Zhang Jiaohua. Zhang Jiaohua didn't bother to pay attention to him. Still looking at the book in his own hand in his own way, it happened that he became interested in that book. Su Zhenming didn't come to provoke him, it was just what he wanted.

Hearing that Zhang Jiaohua suddenly became the sixth in the class, Fucha Haoyue was happier than anyone else.

"Jiaohua, you can't be complacent. You have to make persistent efforts and try to get the first place in the school, no, the first place in the district. When the time comes, we can enter any school we want." Fucha Haoyue immediately prepared a sumptuous dinner to reward Zhang Jiaohua.

Zeng Lei ate it to death, "Isn't it the sixth place? It's like winning the number one prize."

"It's better than some people who always take the last place in the class." Fucha Haoyue gave Zeng Lei a look.

The fat man was astonished at Zhang Jiaohua's grades, "Biaohua, how did you learn? I watched you casually flipping through books all day long, and why did you get sixth in the exam? At that time, I was chewing on books every day, and I didn't even pass the exam a few times."

Zeng Lei immediately knocked on the fat man's head, "You really gnawed with your mouth!"

On the weekend, Fucha Haoyue gave Zhang Jiaohua a day off. Zhang Jiaohua is going to visit Panjiayuan again. Last time, he seemed to see something in Panjiayuan, and he felt nothing at that time. But after reading the memory palace book, he always felt that there was some connection between that thing and the memory palace.

Without Wu Yuan leading the way, Zhang Jiaohua could easily walk to Panjiayuan.

The Panjiayuan on the weekend is more lively than usual. People come and go, bargaining, so lively.

Panjiayuan is a place with many stories. Some people get rich overnight, and some people lose their fortunes here. Everyone who makes a living here seems to be walking on a tightrope.

Zhang Jiaohua is too young, no one cares about him. Vendors also don't like doing business with this kind of underage wife. Even if they managed to get money from such a brat, if the parents came to the door, they would have to spit it out honestly. After all, smashing antiques is quite an elegant thing, and no one wants to make their heads dirty. Therefore, Zhang Jiaohua, who was not accompanied by an adult, was quite disgusted by the vendors.