Autistic genius, a flourishing era of scientific research

Therefore, Feng Changsuo could only wish this student good luck, at least he had to pass the exam and at least have the opportunity to change his major.

Switching from liberal arts to science, Feng Changsuo didn't have high expectations for Jiang Yan's math, physics, and chemistry.

When he turned around to rub the ceiling fan in his office, he saw the student suddenly look up at him and put down his pen.

Feng Changsuo's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that this student had given up on the exam because it was so difficult?

He checked the time. It was only ten fifty-five, and only forty minutes had passed in the exam.

He watched Jiang Yan put down her pen, not even having time to drink the water, and encouraged her:

"It's still early, not even eleven o'clock yet. There's still more than an hour left, so I can still write."

Jiang Yan put the test paper away and asked:

"I'm done with math. Can I take other subjects now?"

Feng Changsuo: “…”

"If you have to take a new exam now, you won't be able to eat before the exam time. If you want to eat around 12 o'clock, you have to hand in your paper."

This student seems a little stubborn and difficult to teach.

He didn't know how to describe the feeling this student gave him.

There was not much expression on her face, and there was not much emotion in her eyes, as if she could not feel his encouragement or accept any other emotions.

Jiang Yan nodded: "Okay. What's the test now?"

This boy is really!

Feng Changsuo walked over and said, "The math papers will be collected at 12:14 sharp. Since you want to do something else, why not take the chemistry exam? It's still 120 minutes long. It's 10:58 now, so I'll make it 11:00. The chemistry papers will be collected at 13:00."

A difference of one or two minutes is nothing.

As he spoke, he took out the chemistry test paper and handed it to Jiang Yan, watching Jiang Yan take it.

Feng Changsuo saw that there was no blank question on the page of the math test paper placed aside.

Now he reluctantly felt that she was a little more reliable, and then when he saw her open the chemistry test paper, he realized that he had just forgotten to give this student draft paper!

She probably just did her drafts and calculations on the test paper!

"This is scratch paper. I just finished the math test and forgot to give it to you. It's not a particularly strict test, so it's okay if you make some scratches on the test paper. As long as it doesn't affect the grading, it's fine." Then he said soothingly, "Otherwise, I'll get another test paper and you can copy the answers. This won't count towards the test time."

It was also a way of making up for his mistake. He felt a little strange that Jiang Yan didn't say anything even though he didn't have any draft paper.

It can be seen that this girl really speaks very little, and it seems like she is losing money if she says one more word.

Jiang Yan shook her head and said nothing.

The girl was very boring. Feng Changsuo, a Chinese teacher, was well-known in the school for his eloquence and talent, and he was not happy to face such a boring student.

He felt that he was always suffering.

Alas, what kind of family can raise such a boring child?

Look at the teenagers of her age, both boys and girls, aren’t they all very lively and have endless energy all day long?

——Except for studying.

****

Jiang Xiaowen followed Feng Changsuo's instructions and went to the third floor to find the classroom of Class 3-5 of Senior High School. There were quite a lot of people inside, with more than a dozen parents and students queuing up to register.

The reason there were so many people was that the teacher was checking the summer homework brought in by the students. Although he was just taking a quick look at it for now, it still took some time.

There is also chatting between parents and teachers, which takes up even more time and energy.

Some people want to get cheaper tuition, so they try to bargain or owe tuition first.

Jiang Xiaowen didn't rush over, but went straight to the classroom and sat down, waiting.

Anyway, it was already past twelve o'clock when Jiang Yan finished her exam.

He is not in a hurry. He just registered and has not yet decided whether to study science or liberal arts.

Although he was sure that his sister was definitely talented in science and engineering, the school didn't know.

Not long after he sat down, a boy and a girl, two young teenagers, walked into the classroom.

Obviously this is for registration.

But not only students and teachers knew these two people, but several parents also knew them.

They all greeted them warmly.

"Qin Yuxin and Xu Weiran are here! Look at how well they did their summer homework! Yours looks like a ghostly scribble!"

"Teacher, can you arrange for my child to sit at the same table with Qin Yuxin this semester so they can help each other with their studies?"

"In the future, discuss more with Xu and ask more questions. That's how you can make progress."

"Student Qin, I have some candy here. Come and have a try. If you have nothing to do, come to my house more often. Auntie has nothing to do all day!"

It seems that they are two students with excellent grades. Good parents know them and regard them as role models for their children.

Qin Yuxin smiled appropriately, shook off Xu Weiran who was following behind her, and said:

"Okay, I'll definitely go to my aunt's house next time. You guys sign up first. I came here alone. If there's nothing else to do, I can come later."

Xu Weiran then said, "Me too. We'll sign up later. Uncles and aunts, you go first."

A group of parents praised the two of them for being sensible, and then gave their own children some advice, which made the teenagers look a little impatient.

Qin Yuxin wanted to wait for these people to finish registering, so she thought of going to sit in her seat from last semester and wait, and by the way, take a look at this period's summer homework.

She was reborn just a few days ago and had forgotten some of the knowledge she learned in high school.

After studying intensively these past few days, I have remembered most of them, but they still need to be consolidated.

As a result, she looked towards her seat and found that her seat was occupied by a handsome soldier in military uniform.

She was stunned for a moment, trying to figure out whose parent this was.

After rebirth, her past memories gradually became clearer.

It was like she was receiving the memories of the past ten years again. She slowly remembered some things that she had forgotten before her rebirth, including the knowledge she had learned.

But it's not like in novels where everything happens all at once. It's a relatively slow process.

But she was also sure that she had never seen such soldiers come to their school when she was in high school.

Not to mention sitting in her seat in their classroom.

It seems like something has changed in the dark?

"Qin Yuxin." A crisp voice sounded in her ears, bringing Qin Yuxin back to her senses.

It was Xu Weiran. Seeing her dazed, he called out to her and asked, "Can I see your summer homework?"

Xu Weiran.

Qin Yuxin looked at the young boy, her husband before her rebirth.

Their love journey from school uniforms to wedding dresses was the envy of everyone, but in the end, Xu Weiran killed her with his own hands in order to get the property under her name and defraud insurance.

It's ridiculous.

In fact, the love was long gone, but Xu Weiran had invested too much and was unwilling to let go, while she was too lazy to have another relationship because of her work.

Waste of her energy.

Having taken on so many cases, Qin Yuxin has seen countless people's ugly faces and knows that sometimes the relationships between people are the most vulnerable.

Love is stronger than gold is a legend, but more often than not these four words are so ridiculous that they make people collapse.

Society is a big dye vat, and everyone in it will be dyed by its color.

She just didn't expect Xu Weiran to become like that.

Xu Weiran stared at the girl in front of him. The desolation in her eyes made his heart chill, as if he had done something unforgivable wrong.

But he... obviously didn't do anything.