Deer genius finds that his life has not changed much.

Anyway, he is the first in the grade. It doesn't matter if his score is higher.

Is this the world of genius? It's so boring.

He remembered that he had an expected task of not giving any opinions or suggestions in public for a week.

That is to say, any subjective evaluation cannot be repeated. Lu Zhengkang plans to challenge it.

The second minute after the end of self-study, his challenge failed.

He and his deskmate Mei Shenglin said, "Matcha cake is delicious."

Then the progress bar of the expected task is cleared.

Wow, what is this? Matcha cake is delicious! It's not subjective at all! I didn't say that sweet bean curd is better than salty bean curd. How can I fail!

Su Xiang came over to find Lu Zhengkang, "bad guy, have you finished reciting?"

"Of course." Lu Zhengkang said, while carefully observing the progress of the task bar, still continue to read seconds, good.

"Li Qingzhao's words are hard to remember."

"It's easy."

Ding, mission failed, do you want to start again?

Lu Zhengkang covered his forehead, "go on."

Su Xiang tilted his head? What's going on? "

"Where are we? Oh, it's hard to remember. Let me help you. Bring the book

The chair was so big that he could barely squeeze down two pairs of buttocks, which was not very comfortable. Lu Zhengkang felt that the edge of the chair was stuck in a groove, so he picked up Su Xiangli and put him on his right leg.

Mei Shenglin was shocked.

Lu Zhengkang frowned, "you are so heavy."

Ding, mission failed, do you want to start again?

Su Xiangli is very angry and pinches Lu Zhengkang's rib skin with his backhand.

Lu Zhengkang's tiger body was shocked, "pain, I'm wrong!"

……

In Chinese class, Lu Zhengkang was called up to answer questions.

"You can talk about the characters of young leap soil and middle-aged leap soil respectively. Just talk about them briefly." The Chinese teacher is a middle-aged man with a kind face. He has always attached great importance to Lu Zhengkang. He thinks he has aura and can be cultivated.

Lu Zhengkang was silent for a moment. Let's say that the task must fail again. If we don't say it, it's too embarrassing. It's hard to tell a lie.

Well, Lu Zhengkang, it's time to test your language art!

"Er, Runtu, a character in Lu Xun's works, a teenager growing up by the sea..." Good job, there is no hint of failure, "young man is simple, healthy, lively, smart, brave, and has relatively rich experience." Lu Zhengkang slowly relaxes. All of these are OK, and then he will certainly make no mistakes.

While listening, the Chinese teacher nodded yes, but there was no surprise on her face.

Lu Zhengkang Middle aged Runtu has become a numb person, and his temper has been tempered by life. "The Chinese teacher commented that he is right, and his temper has been tempered very well." Runtu was a typical farmer in the old society at that time. From him, we can see the living conditions and mental process of the broad masses of working people... "

Lu Zhengkang secretly pinched a sweat and finished it. "Runtu is bound by feudal thoughts and has a strong hierarchical concept. Mr. Lu Xun sympathizes with him and criticizes him. He criticizes the whole feudal society and ethics by criticizing the little people. Er! I'm finished

Ding, mission failed, do you want to start again?

Lu Zhengkang sat down and lowered his head in the applause of the Chinese teacher.

My deskmate exclaimed, "how powerful you are

"Not bad." Lu Zhengkang smiles.

……

In mathematics class, there is no problem. Lu Zhengkang knows that his answer to the question is just an objective answer.

Not surprisingly, the math teacher asked Lu Zhengkang to answer the question on the blackboard.

The simple binary equation, Lu Zhengkang squint at the eye to get the answer.

But the math teacher asked Lu Zhengkang to rewrite it, because his steps were incomplete.

"The steps are very important, there are scores! Can you be so careless in your exams? "

Lu Zhengkang stares big eyes, "what process does such a simple topic need?"

Ding, mission failed, do you want to start again?

"That won't do either."

"I can't think of the steps." Lu Zhengkang is a bit depressed. He feels that his task has to be delayed until the winter vacation, but the deadline is January 10. Isn't that a failure?

"A little bit."

Finally, Lu Zhengkang wrote down the steps of solving the problem, what XY, add and subtract

At the end of the day, Lu Zhengkang means that he is physically and mentally exhausted. Now he has experienced the life of an adult ahead of time. He can't express any subjective opinions in public. What kind of self-discipline is this? It's a very tired self-discipline.

So, Mr. Rousseau is right. The primitive society is the most beautiful: Lu Zhengkang felt for a while and realized that he had enough to eat. The primitive society was not good at all, but he was not satisfied with his life. He had to blame himself.Now that he is not an adult, Lu Zhengkang comforts himself. It's OK. People at all levels have their own survival rules. When they grow up, they will get used to it. Everything is natural. Modern society will not force people to death.

……

In the past two days, the partners of the competition group often went to the experimental building, so they found some wonderful places.

Like the Herbarium.

The place is locked all the year round, and can only stand on tiptoe to look in from the tan glass. There are some suspicious glimmers in the room, rows of high lockers, bottles and cans, faint muddy water light, and floating shadows.

Su Xiang from ten fingers to buckle, made a prayer, "cook told me, meet challenges must go to risk."

Lu Zhengkang:??? Don't you just want to sneak into the herbarium? Why are you so bold?

Zhang yingxuan a face is cautious, "don't, there may be a corpse in this."

Yu Fei's eyes shot a strange light, "corpse?! Meng Qijun tugs at Lu Zhengkang's clothes and wants to say nothing.

Lu Zhengkang looked up at the window sill. The glass was self sensing and tightly locked. When it was forced to be removed by external force, he would even call the police. So he had to get the key and enter through the main door.

"All right, children, let's go." Lu Zhengkang hissed these bad children away, just like driving geese.

Lu Zhengkang thought that this was a little adventure without any follow-up. Unexpectedly, after two days, he got the key to the Herbarium.

Shao Zhanqing pushed his glasses. "The day after tomorrow, there was an interview. After your original work was sent to the competition group, it got a lot of response. You can say something at that time."

Lu Zhengkang is not happy. His progress bar has been pushed to 47 hours. Maybe an interview will be abandoned.

"At that time, other people's media will have manuscripts. Just read them."

Lu Zhengkang's eyes brightened, that's OK, "but I have a condition."