Chapter 19: Zhu Zhixing

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It was cool to pretend to be a schoolmaster and test the activities monthly.

In order not to make himself too embarrassed, Song Yu pulled out a physics paper and began to study mechanics again.

Ma Xiaoding was a busy person. Seeing that Song Yu changed the exercise book to physics, he was very excited: "Brother Yu, you finally gave up mathematics?"

When Song Yu opened the first chapter, he felt that there was a problem with his words, and he pulled the corners of his lips: "Be respectful, what is giving up?"

Only then did Ma Xiaoding realize that Brother Yu still has the identity of a city student, and he immediately felt ashamed: "Oh, I'm stupid! Brother Yu is so good, he must have mastered it thoroughly."

Xi Bowen was full of enthusiasm: "Does Yu have any recommendations for learning mathematics?"

Song Yu raised his eyes. Although he was not a high school student in his previous life, his grades were not bad. He used clichéd but really practical words to perfuse: "Seriously take more notes in class, learn to summarize, and be good at generalizing. Ask if you don't understand. Don't leave knowledge holes."

Otherwise, your senior year will be uncomfortable for you.

Ma Xiaoding was dissatisfied: "Brother Yu, what you said is the same as if you didn't."

Song Yu rolled his eyes: "you're out of help!"

Xie Sui had a meal and smiled.

He thought Song Yu would come up with an unbelievable learning method. After all, he was the one who challenged Lagrange even higher after graduating from junior high school. He didn't expect it to be so satisfactory.

Ma Xiaoding was still there forcing him: "Let me say that mathematics is really anti-human. Especially functions, it is the world's greatest evil to me. I bent down and picked up a pen in junior high school, and never understood it again."

Xi Bowen was speechless: "Then how did you get into the first high school."

Ma Xiaoding was a little proud, and stood tall: "I am good at Chinese! Haven't you seen a tycoon with a language subject?"

Xi Bowen: "..."

Know good language. In your ten years of life and death, you have left and right to capture the sky?

Ma Xiaoding couldn't stop: "Although I usually look confused, I am still a literary and artistic youth in my bones. I especially like to recite poems. If I stayed in ancient times, I should be the kind of killing a person. The swordsman of the poem punishes the evil and promotes the good.

"I'll recite a few poems for you..."

Ma Xiaoding caught his tablemate and started his solo show.

Xi Bowen: "..."

He felt that if he listened to his reading, the silent writing of ancient poems in his language was very dangerous.

Ignoring them, Song Yu began to study quietly.

After spending one night studying on a physics paper, he found sufficient confidence.

"I think my talent may be physics."

After finishing the answer and closing the pen cover, Song Yu sighed.

He handed the paper over and lit the pen on the mechanics finale of a unit volume.

"Look, I will do this last question, it's amazing."

Xie Sui tilted his head to look at him.

He actually didn't know what was the use of Song Yu, and he did not have any rules and plans to make questions.

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