Chapter 19

I was led by Gong Mingyuan to the separate classroom of special students, and then I found my place to sit down and wait for my first class.

My first class was not the first class of Dongfang Hongfeng, so when Gong Mingyuan began to call the roll and called me, I forgot to answer.

This made more than a dozen students who were also specially recruited students burst into laughter. Even Gong Mingyuan couldn't help frowning and showed a helpless smile.

After everyone laughed, Gong Mingyuan couldn't help laughing, but he soon returned to normal.

Seeing Gong Mingyuan trying to hold back his smile, he deliberately said with a straight face: "students, don't laugh. Dongfang Hongfeng forgot to answer my roll call because he lost his memory and was not used to our class mode. "

These so-called students are all about ten years old, but no matter why I made a fool of myself, they couldn't help laughing.

Gong Mingyuan raised his voice and said, "from now on, Dongfang Hongfeng will have a great change. It can be said that he is completely different from the former Dongfang Hongfeng... This... This, the current Dongfang Hongfeng is civilized, polite, modest and studious... I hope you can have a good relationship with him in the future and don't do things like before."

"Things like that before" I don't know what it is, but I can see from the expressions on the faces of Gong Mingyuan and my classmates who met for the first time that they have great opinions on Dongfang Hongfeng.

And they have some doubts about me, the amnesic Oriental red maple, and don't seem to believe that I have amnesia.

What makes me feel colder is that several students are secretly happy, but I don't know why.

I can understand all this. A bad student suddenly lost his memory and became a much more honest student. It's strange that his teachers and classmates are unhappy.

As for why they are happy, I think they can return all the "hatred" left by "I" when bullying them, or some of them don't have to worry about being bullied by me anymore, or even bully me.

They are all children's temperament. Even Gong Mingyuan, who looks almost middle-aged, is the same.

Hum, if you want to bully me, it depends on whether you have this ability. Don't force me to "restore my memory" at that time. It's hard for everyone.

Although I am only ten years old, I am not a person who can be bullied by others. Moreover, I also have the strength of level Four warriors and a much stronger physique than the people here.

I can carry a weight of 500 kilograms to advance ten kilometers quickly without being tired. I can jump ten meters in one jump, just like flying.

These are the special abilities that only people in Binhu village have. Unless they are high-level warriors who have reached the state of Zhou Shuangyin, ordinary people can't compare with me.

As far as I know, even for high-level warriors who have reached the level of a general like Zhou Shuangyin, many people's physical strength is only a little stronger than ordinary people. It is impossible to run quickly with a weight of 500 kilograms.

Binhu village is located in a desperate situation. It's not surprising that the people there are a little special.

Many people say that God is fair. After what you lack, you will make some compensation in other aspects.

We people in Binhu village have been trapped in Binhu village for generations. We can't go out and have no access to science and technology. We are short of something.

So God gave us far more physical strength than those outside, so that our physique is better than those outside who can easily contact high-tech people.

But our limits also exist. God doesn't give us unlimited other abilities because we lack freedom.

For my classmates' thoughts, I see very clearly, but I don't have any expression.

As long as they don't go too far, I will try my best to be friendly with them.

But I also understand that these dozen students here are the descendants of rich and powerful people. If there are no dandies, I won't believe it.

In the past, I, Dongfang Hongfeng, was just the representative of dandies?

Such people often like to tease or even bully people, so I still have to be more careful and prepare at the same time. When I have to, I don't hesitate to turn against them and tell them that my previous life was Oriental red maple.

If I were older, I might not think so, but now I am only ten years old after all. It is normal to have such an idea.

Gong Mingyuan's class was on time. I listened carefully, but I found that I couldn't understand what he was talking about.

The cultivation methods he explained were different from those I came into contact with in Binhu village. I didn't understand them at all.

I had to secretly write down every word Gong Mingyuan said and write it on the notepad in front of me at the fastest speed. I was busy.

My behavior is completely opposite to those students around me. They either talk and laugh secretly in private or go to bed. Almost no one listens to Gong Mingyuan's lecture.

Gong Mingyuan also noticed this. After hesitating again and again, he finally approached me slowly.

He probably didn't expect me to take notes and look very serious, so he wanted to come and have a look to make sure whether I was really taking notes or just showing him.

I don't care if Gong Mingyuan noticed me. What I have to do is study hard and enhance my strength.

When Gong Mingyuan saw my notes clearly, he was finally moved. He stopped lecturing and whispered to me, "Dongfang Hongfeng, what are you doing?"

I have some doubts: "I take notes... Isn't that ok?"

Gong Mingyuan smiled and put his hand on my desk, as if he were wiping the dust off the desk with his palm.

I immediately saw that my desk became a mirror. In the mirror, all the words Gong Mingyuan said were displayed one by one, word by word.

And the words displayed on it are neat, bright and easy to see, which is many times better than what I wrote down myself.

My face suddenly got hot. I don't know that the students here don't have to take notes, and there are no books in my imagination.

It has long been replaced by electronic books. Even the teacher's explanation has long had mature records. We just need to look at the records and listen to the teacher's explanation. We don't have to record it ourselves at all.

It seems that our Binhu village is really too backward. Think about it, it has been almost completely closed for thousands of years. It's strange not to be backward.