Autistic genius, a flourishing era of scientific research

Xu Weiran couldn't laugh anymore and said:

"Didn't you switch from liberal arts to science? You're not necessarily better than me..."

Although she seemed to have prepared for math very late, Xu Weiran was almost there.

He probably wouldn't be so confident about other subjects, but this was math, his best subject, and it wasn't very difficult for him to learn on his own.

He was very confused. Logically speaking, the Chinese language skills of students in the liberal arts class should not be much worse than those in the science class, right?

There are many more powerful than them.

"I couldn't learn it, so I changed it." Jiang Yan said concisely. Xu Weiran took the classical Chinese text she translated and took a look.

It wasn't that bad, but he was sure there were quite a few translation errors.

He wasn't sure if he was right about the rest, so he didn't comment.

Do you feel that Jiang Yan’s Chinese is particularly bad?

Xu Weiran glanced at the teacher on the podium.

Feng Changsuo had noticed that the two of them were talking a long time ago.

But they all spoke in low voices and couldn't hear clearly. Although the evening self-study was quiet, some people still asked each other questions during the preview class.

It wasn't an exam, so Feng Changsuo didn't stop them from discussing with each other.

This is also a way to deepen the impression of the text and an act of seeking knowledge.

Seeing Xu Weiran looking over, Feng Changsuo took a sip of tea, pretending not to notice them, and said:

"Complete as much of today's pre-study tasks as you can. Memorization is not required, but translation and reading of classical Chinese texts are definitely required."

Xu Weiran lowered his voice and told Jiang Yan how to translate classical Chinese, correcting her mistakes.

Jiang Yan listened very carefully and took the initiative to ask some follow-up questions.

Xu Weiran said everything he was sure of, and could only say with regret about what he was unsure of:

"I don't know the rest either. Let the teacher explain it in class."

"Thank you." Jiang Yan expressed her understanding, as they were all students.

It is normal not to be clear about knowledge that you have not learned or seen.

"Is there a dictionary that translates classical Chinese?" she asked.

Xu Weiran was stunned by the question, then shook his head and said, "I don't think so. I haven't seen it in the bookstore."

If such a book existed, he would have bought it long ago.

"Maybe there is, but I haven't seen it. Maybe the teacher has it..."

He said this last word uncertainly.

After hearing this, Jiang Yan stood up and looked at Xu Weiran, as if she was about to leave.

Xu Weiran: “…”

What is this new classmate going to do?

He made room for her, and Jiang Yan went straight to the podium. Xu Weiran didn't know what she said to the teacher, and then she quickly came down with a book from the teacher.

The onlookers were stunned.

Only the students in the first row heard what Jiang Yan said to the teacher:

"Teacher, do you have a dictionary for translating classical Chinese?"

Feng Changsuo does not have a dictionary of ancient Chinese translation, but he has a similar teaching aid book.

Of course it is used by teachers.

When asked this by Jiang Yan, Feng Changsuo was stunned for a moment, and then let Jiang Yan borrow the book.

Jiang Yan returned to her seat and asked Xu Weiran, "Do you want to watch it together?"

Xu Weiran nodded.

In the last few minutes of the second evening self-study class, the health committee member went to the podium.

After getting the teacher's consent, she took the chalk and began to write on the blackboard who would clean the room tomorrow morning and the distribution of tasks.

In the class, one column is divided into a group, two columns form a large group, and there are five large groups in total.

From the inside to the outside, it is divided into ten groups, and the innermost group near the window is the first group.

Tomorrow is the first day of school, and the first group should clean the classroom.

Xu Weiran looked at the name and arrangement written by Xie Xiaoxiao, the health committee member, on the black and white paper, touched Jiang Yan's hand with the pen and said:

"It's your group's turn to clean up tomorrow morning."

Jiang Yan looked up and saw that her tasks were written: wipe the blackboard and tidy up the podium.

She turned her pen and began looking around the classroom for the person who had been paid to clean for her today.

I plan to ask the other party if they are still doing this business.

Xu Weiran seemed to see that she didn't want to clean up, and said:

"You can leave right after class. I'm going to copy tomorrow's schedule onto the blackboard and wipe it for you."

"But you will also be responsible for cleaning the blackboard tomorrow."

He can't help with this; it's not something that can be done easily.

As the class monitor, when he has no other tasks, he just copies the class schedule.

Jiang Yan nodded slightly and continued looking for the girl in the class. Finally, she saw her in the first row.

She was too short and sat at the very edge of the first row, the first one to reach the door.

The two of them were almost the farthest distance apart on the diagonal line of the classroom.

She was looking at the girl, and the girl was also looking at her. The moment they met, she seemed frightened and quickly lowered her head to continue reading, but her mind was not on the book.

Liang Haoxue was thinking about helping Jiang Yan clean this afternoon.

I wonder if the way she looks at me is the same as today.

She felt for a dime in her trouser pocket.

I feel very uneasy.

Her mother worked during the day and made straw sandals at night. She would go to the street to sell the sandals during market time. A pair of sandals only cost eight cents. Sometimes they couldn't be sold, and she had to reduce the price to five or six cents before she could sell them.

And today she just helped Jiang Yan with cleaning work and got ten cents.

You can buy several eggs.

It was enough for her to buy steamed buns at school for two days.

Students in No. 1 Middle School can pay food to eat at school, or they can pay money to eat.

Her mother was the only one who supported her going to school, so she couldn't afford food and could only use the money her mother gave her to buy food at school.

A big steamed bun cost five cents at school, so she bought one and divided it into two portions, which served as two meals a day.

I also brought some pickled vegetables with me.

But this money came too easily, Liang Haoxue was very scared, and she didn't know what she was afraid of.

Maybe he was afraid that Jiang Yan would change her mind and ask her to take it back.

If Jiang Yan wanted it back, there was no way she wouldn't return it.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the other students went home or to the dormitory.

Xu Weiran stood up and walked to the podium, wiped the blackboard, and then took a piece of chalk to write tomorrow's class schedule on one side.

"Yanyan, go get some water!"

After class, Lu Qinghuan packed up his books, ran over quickly with his schoolbag, and leaned over the door to call Jiang Yan.

Looking at Jiang Yan waving at her.

Jiang Yan collected the books and put them in the drawer, then walked to the door with the teacher's teaching aids.

"I need to return the book."

After she finished speaking, she looked at Liang Haoxue and asked, "Are you still taking cleaning orders?"

Liang Haoxue immediately tightened her grip on the dime in her pocket and stammered, "W-what do you mean?"

"Oh, I can help you clean the blackboard tomorrow. If you think it's not enough, I can bring you lunch in the future so you don't have to run to the cafeteria."

Anyway, she can still do a lot of work, but she doesn't want to return the dime.

Is she expanding her business?

Jiang Yan's first reaction was this, and then she lowered her eyes and thought for a moment before saying, "No lunch or afternoon breaks. Bring breakfast."

I have to go out to eat with Lu Qinghuan at noon and in the afternoon, so there is no need.

She quickly calculated the cost of breakfast for the week based on cafeteria prices.

He took out three dollars and put them on Liang Haoxue's desk:

"Since you're so thoughtful, why don't you try being my personal assistant? Two meat buns and a bowl of meat porridge for breakfast, a total of three yuan. From Tuesday to Sunday, six days a week, one yuan and eighty yuan is your meal fee, and the remaining one yuan and two hundred yuan is your weekly salary. You'll be responsible for my breakfast, cleaning, and chores like washing lunch boxes. Is that okay?"

One, one dollar and two cents!!!?

Liang Haoxue was stunned. Some of the other students who had not left the class noticed it, while some did not.