Before lunch was over that day, the news that Class F had memorized a thousand words in one class spread throughout the school.

The popular posts on the forum have been discussed thousands of times.

"Really? You're just bragging! I wouldn't believe you if you memorized a thousand words in one class, even if you ate the book."

"The guy upstairs, if you don't eat the keyboard, I'll give you a real one. I had to pee right after class, so I stood with a guy from Class F and he recited 200 of them in one pee."

"Go back upstairs, and you'll pee for a long time."

"I've seen it with my own eyes and heard it with my own ears. Just now, on my way to the cafeteria, I saw a group of people in front of me reciting scriptures. I walked behind them and listened for a while, and found that they were all reciting words in unison, without making a single mistake! "

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As more and more people encountered Class F and witnessed the strange scene of chanting, the legend of a thousand words in one class was gradually verified to be a fact.

Before lunch break was over, students from other classes could no longer hold back and went to find their teachers and the principal, asking to sit in on the class in the corridor of Class F.

"A thousand words in one class... isn't this a bit too exaggerated?" Chen Maoyuan didn't believe it when he heard it at first. Even if Ye Lan was so powerful, he didn't believe that this kind of talent could be transferred to ordinary people.

But the students strongly requested it, so he had to ask Ye Lan for his opinion.

The answer I got was that except for Class A, the rest were up to you.

The principal did not intercede for Class A. Instead, he turned around and discussed the seating issue with teachers from other classes. After all, the corridor was so small that they couldn't squeeze in even if they tried.

At this time, the students in Class F broke with their usual attitude and actively suggested, "How about we go to the auditorium when Master Ye starts his class?"

The principal was a little hesitant when he heard this, "Will this be too much trouble for you?"

Class F already has the worst foundation, and now they have to run back and forth to accommodate other classes. If they are distracted in the auditorium and cannot attend classes properly, that would go against Ye Lan's wishes.

However, the students in Class F shook their heads and said in unison, "We are all classmates, and we should help each other."

So the principal was moved.

The students from other classes were even more touched. The next day, when they went to the auditorium for class, they brought their own snacks to share with Class F.

When Luo Junpeng received the snack, a complicated look flashed across his eyes. He stuffed the snack back into the other person's hand, patted him on the shoulder and sighed, "You'd better keep it for yourself. This class is physical work."

Students from other classes were rejected with the same reason. Thinking that studying does consume brain energy and makes you hungry, they were touched by Class F's thoughtfulness and sat down with a smile on their faces.

On the stage, the girl who had quickly written dozens of slides looked up.

"Is everyone here?"

The light voice echoed over the auditorium through the microphone.

The other classes responded in succession for fear of affecting the progress.

Only the people in Class F looked at the cold white light from the computer screen shining on the girl's face. Seeing her extremely cold face, they swallowed involuntarily and answered in a soft voice after a long while.

"Everyone is here."

"Well, let's get started." Ye Lan nodded, and his subordinates took the lead in putting a slide on the stage. He said in a leisurely tone, "Today is physics. Let's consolidate the basics first. Break down all the formulas and memorize them."

The other classes in the audience: "...Ah?"

They looked at the screen filled with more than a dozen slides put together, which were densely packed with all the physics formulas from three years of high school, as if they were reading a book without words.

Even if there are not more words in this stuff than in English, it is impossible to memorize them all without thoroughly understanding the formulas.

They wondered if the girl was joking and were about to ask the people in Class F next door, but when they turned around, they saw that everyone in Class F had tense and alert faces, staring intently at the slides...

Already started to recite!!

"Next, let me break down the formula for you."

On the stage, Ye Lan had already stood up and pointed to the most difficult physics formula and began to analyze it.

She spoke in a simple and crude way, almost like a child explaining science, but her ideas were clear and more understandable than any teacher's long speeches with examples.

After explaining one formula in less than three minutes, she moved on to the second one.

This time, most people were able to follow her train of thought.

"The fundamentals of physics follow the law of conservation of energy. No matter how things change, they remain unchanged. Can you break down the other formulas?"

After Ye Lan finished explaining three different types of formulas, he stopped and asked everyone the same question.

Everyone nodded. Even the members of Class F, who had the worst foundation, felt their minds suddenly become clearer and were full of interest in breaking down the next formula.

Just as they were excited, they heard a voice from the stage, "In that case, the countdown will start in twenty minutes before the random recitation check."

What?

They were still immersed in the joy of the famous teacher's guidance, and knowing that doing well in science was no longer a dream, when they suddenly heard the time. The rest of the class couldn't help but be stunned.

"Why change the time? Isn't it just one class?"

Hearing this, Ye Lan on the stage lowered his eyes slightly, with a cold light in his eyes as he said: "If you can't pass the spot check behind your back, you need to be punished for time to consolidate your skills."

"Oh, so that's how it is. It's quite formal."

Everyone understood and smiled, thinking that the girl's methodical procedures were quite serious.

Just as they slowly turned the pages of the book, they heard the sound of flipping pages next door.

Um?

Everyone turned their heads to look over, and saw that all the members of Class F were working in unison, copying the formulas furiously while muttering to themselves and reciting them quickly. Everyone was writing and reciting so quickly that it was as if they were racing against time with a dog chasing them from behind.

At first, they didn't understand what was going on.

It was not until twenty minutes later that Ye Lan began to conduct random checks.

"Third row, everyone stand up." Her way of checking was also unique. She actually called up an entire row of dozens of people and asked them to carry it together.

Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. They thought that if they were to recite alone, they would be so nervous that they would stutter, and there would be no way they could memorize all the formulas. If they forgot something, they could just blurt it out in front of the crowd.

The students who were well versed in learning by trickery began to recite sporadically.

Everyone was familiar with the basic formula at the beginning and it was relatively smooth, but after two minutes, rhythm breaks began to appear.

"stop."

When the first rhythm hitched, the voice of the girl on the stage floated over.

Everyone stopped and saw her sitting in the middle of the stage, holding a book. Without even looking up, she called out the names one by one, "Third row, 6, 7, 18, 45, go to the corner."

The student who was called was suddenly startled, and was very surprised that his vague syllable could be heard from such a distance.

How did these ears grow?

But because they had indeed made a mistake, these students all obediently walked to the corner, looking at the empty wall and wondering if they would be punished by standing.

Although it is a bit embarrassing for an adult to be in public, it is still acceptable.

However, before I could finish my optimism, I heard the lazy and indifferent voice of a girl from the distant stage.

"Everyone ties up their shirt, puts their hands on the ground, and starts to do a handstand until they finish the recitation."

Everyone: “…”