I Can Go Beyond Space

Chapter 165

Soon, Sun Wenmu couldn't laugh anymore.

Because Zhuang Hong could really recite the places he picked up casually, word for word.

As Zhuang Hong said, there is nothing wrong with a single punctuation mark.

But is it possible?

impossible!

Cameras are not that fast...

Hua Wanying was also stunned by Zhuang Hong's performance.

She herself is a person with an excellent memory. In the course of studying for so many years, she has also met many classmates who claim to have a 'photographic memory', but none of them are as exaggerated as Zhuang Hong.

Is this still the Zhuang Hong she knew? Is it still that Zhuang Hong who barely got an undergraduate degree?

If Zhuang Hong has such ability, he will definitely be able to get a recommendation...

Sun Wenmu looked at Zhuang Hong suspiciously, and then looked at the magazine in his hand, his brain spinning rapidly, trying to detect the mystery in it.

He believed that Zhuang Hong must have used some means to achieve the current effect, just like all kinds of magic performances.

The reason why I feel miraculous now is that I still don't understand the mystery.

Sun Wenmu took out a thick document from his bag and handed it to Zhuang Hong: "Try this document."

After Zhuang Hong took it, he used his mental strength to record the document in the Sea of ​​Consciousness World, then flipped through it in the same manner, closed it and returned it to Sun Wenmu, showing a bright smile: "I have memorized everything by heart, please ask Teacher Sun to inspect it."

Sun Wenmu flipped through it casually: "Recite page 32."

Then Zhuang Hong 'recited' it word for word.

Sun Wenmu changed a few more pages, and Zhuang Hong recited them all.

Sun Wenmu and Hua Wanying stared wide-eyed, as if they saw a fairy.

"how did you do that?"

Zhuang Hong pointed to his own brain and said: "I'm enlightened, and now my brain is a little easier to use than ordinary people. Of course, it's not just memorization, but my comprehension is also good, so I came up with the idea of ​​re-learning, unfortunately. What’s worse is that I didn’t want to learn before, and I didn’t know where to start, so that when I want to learn now, getting started has become a barrier that blocks me.”

The two looked at each other.

Hua Wanying asked curiously: "Zhuang Hong, how did you get enlightened?"

Zhuang Hong answered truthfully: "Eat more nutritious food, and your brain will gradually become stronger."

They all had two big characters written on their faces: Don't believe it!

Zhuang Hong suddenly thought of something, and whispered to Wensun Wenmu: "Will I be arrested for research in this situation?"

Sun Wenmu laughed: "Don't worry, it's all voluntary, not forced."

Zhuang Hong: "Then I'm relieved. Then, Mr. Sun, please give me some advice, can you guide me to get started? As long as I get started, I can study by myself, or if you have any conditions, just ask."

Hua Wanying also spoke for Zhuang Hong: "Mr. Sun, I know Zhuang Hong very well. I believe he is serious about studying. How about giving Zhuang Hong a chance?"

Sun Wenmu didn't hesitate much, just nodded and said: "Well, you let me prepare for two days, starting two days later, I will spend two hours every night from Monday to Friday to tutor you for a month.

If you are really as peerless a genius as you said, then one month is enough for you to get started smoothly, enough for you to understand many books, and I won't charge you any fees.

But if you don't meet my standard, then for a month, you have to pay me 1,000 yuan a day for tutoring, which is 20,000 yuan, how about it? "

Zhuang Hong is really a genius, so he doesn't need to charge any fees, and he is happy to cultivate a genius, but if Zhuang Hong is just showing off, then sorry, his time is very valuable, and the losses caused during this time need Zhuang Hong Hong is in charge.

Zhuang Hong did not hesitate, and directly agreed: "Thank you, Mr. Sun, no matter whether I have met your requirements or not, I will give you 50,000 yuan as a thank you gift."

...

After saying goodbye to Sun Wenmu, Zhuang Hong and Hua Wanying walked out of the school.

Hua Wanying followed Zhuang Hong, and suddenly felt like following another person.

This kind of feeling is like, the little friend who used to play together when I was a child suddenly became a super genius after many years of seeing each other.

She couldn't help asking curiously: "Zhuang Hong, how did you do it just now?"

Zhuang Hong knew that what she was asking was about memory, so he smiled and said, "I'm enlightened, and my memory has improved. What I said is true."

Hua Wanying didn't know what to say anymore.

No matter what, I feel that Zhuang Hong is being perfunctory, but it can't explain the fact that Zhuang Hong has a 'photographic memory'.

Thinking of Zhuang Hong's cure of Chen Yuanfei's terminal illness, she lowered her voice and asked quietly: "Zhuang Hong, tell me quietly, did you go to the mountain to go to the legendary old Taoist priest to cultivate immortality? Don't worry, I promise I will never tell anyone .”

Zhuang Hong: "What age is it, and I still think about immortals. There are no immortals in this world, but I am indeed a little special now, but it is different from the immortals you understand."

"What's special?"

Zhuang Hong looked around, saw that no one was paying attention, and there were no cameras, so he pointed to a small stone in front of him and said, "Did you see that green stone?"

"That triangular one, right? I saw it."

Zhuang Hong stretched out his hand a little, and said lightly: "Get up!"

That little stone jumped out of nowhere and fell into Zhuang Hong's hands.

Hua Wanying was dumbfounded on the spot.

Seeing her dumbfounded appearance, Zhuang Hong couldn't help but smiled and put the stone into her hand, and whispered: "It's done, don't tell others."

Hua Wanying nodded awkwardly: "..."

In her opinion, this is more miraculous than magic tricks, because magic tricks require preparations, but she followed Zhuang Hong all the way, knowing very well that Zhuang Hong didn't have time to make preparations.

And it's not like preparing for an inconspicuous little stone on the side of the road.

She couldn't help asking herself: "Is the place where I stay still the earth? Could Zhuang Hong be a child abandoned on the earth by aliens..."

Zhuang Hong first sent Hua Wanying back to Rainbow House, and then walked home alone.

When he was about to get home, he was stopped by three men who looked like gangsters.

They gathered around and looked at Zhuang Hong with a condescending attitude.

The yellow hair in the middle said: "Is that Mao Si who was arrested by the police?"

"That's right, I've been staring at him for a day, and he came out of that room, that's right."

Huang Mao showed a cruel smile, took out a swing stick from his pocket and pulled it away: "You are so courageous, you dare to call the police, today we will let you taste the pain, I want to see After seeing that both hands were broken, what do you use to call the police. By the way, I forgot to tell you that even if you call the police, it will be useless. Do you know why? Because..."

"Bang bang bang!"

"Ah~"

In the blink of an eye, the three men lay down on the ground, writhing in pain hugging the sore spot, screaming in pain.

Zhuang Hong subconsciously wanted to call the police, but after thinking about it, he put down his phone and squatted in front of Huang Mao and asked, "Who is your elder brother? I need them."

Huang Mao said stiffly: "You still want to find my boss?"

"Click it!"

Zhuang Hong stretched out his hand and broke one of his fingers.

Huang Mao hugged his fingers and screamed miserably, scaring the other two men to turn pale.

Seeing Zhuang Hong reaching out to grab his other finger, Huang Mao immediately backed away again and again, his face full of horror, he wanted to speak, but the severe pain made his throat unable to utter anything but screams.

"Click it!"

Another finger was pinched off by Zhuang Hong.

Huang Mao's eyes turned white, he almost fainted, and even his screams became a little hoarse.

Zhuang Hong: "Drink, I can't tell it's quite tough."

Then he pinched and broke three fingers one after another until Huangmao passed out.

Zhuang Hong then withdrew his hand and looked at the other two men.

One of the thin monkey faces immediately stammered: "Shut up...stop, I'll take you there, I have something to say..."

In an abandoned warehouse in the suburbs, a middle-aged man with the back of his suit was sharing his technical training experience with more than two dozen thieves.

Just as he was showing the technique of sliding open his trouser pocket with a knife, the warehouse door burst open.

A person walked in from the door.

Everyone was stunned, their whole bodies tensed up, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

"Who are you?"

Zhuang Hong smiled slightly: "It seems that you are quite professional and formal in your work, and you have a bright future."

After a while, all the thieves lay on the ground in embarrassment, rolling and howling.

The middle-aged man with the back of his head wanted to get up and sneak away, but after being taken care of by Zhuang Hong, he lay on the ground and twitched.

Zhuang Hong found a mobile phone from the middle-aged man with the back of his head, and then used his mobile phone to send a message to the thief group, asking everyone to return immediately.

Two hours later, Zhuang Hong almost wiped out the gang of thieves.

There were fifty-three people in total, and all of them were bound by Zhuang Hong, half lying in the corner, silent, with fear all over their faces.

Only then did Zhuang Hong use the middle-aged mobile phone on his back to call the police.

"Hello, 110? I have caught fifty-three thieves here, please send someone over to receive them."

110: "???"

After confirming the arrival of the police, Zhuang Hong exited the warehouse and traveled through the space, and left quietly.

Of course, the police will probably find out that he did it, but he didn't leave any evidence, so as long as he refuses to admit it, it's not a big problem.