On the way to school in the afternoon, Wang Ming kept asking Jiang Xia questions.
"Old Jiang, what exactly did my mom talk to you about? Why is she praising you so much? She even told me to learn from you."
This was the first time he had ever seen his mother praise someone like this, and he had received very few compliments on his painting skills throughout his life, which he found somewhat unbelievable.
Jiang Xia shamelessly said, "My aunt said I am a once-in-a-century painting genius, and I am destined to become a world-class animator in this lifetime."
"Give me a break, you'll die if you don't brag, won't you?"
Wang Ming was speechless. This guy's art exam scores were clearly not as good as his own, but he had to admit that his drawing skills had improved a lot compared to before.
He's like a veteran who's been immersed in the animation industry for a long time, not a newbie at all.
It's contradictory that such sophisticated skills are found in a high school student.
Jiang Xia couldn't help but smile: "So, do you want to help me?"
"Play cat and mouse with you?" Wang Ming raised an eyebrow.
"right."
"Forget it, I want to focus on my studies first. If you need help after the college entrance exam, I'll come and help you."
"Alright."
Jiang Xia didn't insist; he could do it by himself, though the progress was a little slower.
According to his expectations, from now until the end of the college entrance examination, he should be able to make about five or six episodes, but the most important thing right now is to make the first episode.
The two chatted and laughed all the way back to school. There weren't many people in the classroom yet. With nothing to do, Jiang Xia took out the storyboard and started drawing the original animation for the first episode.
His task was urgent, and he had to make the most of every available moment.
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As the sun began to set, its afterglow cast a soft veil over him.
As more and more students entered the classroom, the atmosphere in the humanities class was generally more relaxed than that in the science class, with most students playing around and fooling around.
"What are you drawing?" Chen Yao, who had arrived in the classroom at some point, suddenly came over and asked.
"Hmm, just some random drawing," Jiang Xia replied haphazardly.
"Pfft, that cat's smile is so sly."
She glanced at the drawing paper; the cat had a sly grin on its face and was leaning against the wall as if listening for something.
Before Jiang Xia could answer, she sat up straight and, while taking out a notebook of her mistakes from her desk, asked, "Have you finished all the homework the teacher assigned?"
Jiang Xia's breath hitched, and the lines that should have been drawn in one go suddenly came to an abrupt halt.
"Do you have homework this weekend?" he asked hesitantly.
"Yes, there are papers for Chinese, Math, English, Politics, History, and Geography, one paper each." As she spoke, Chen Yao glanced at him dismissively. "You didn't do them again, did you?"
"Cough... It's not that I didn't do it, I just forgot."
Jiang Xia blushed, feeling somewhat ashamed of his own words. But he couldn't be blamed; after all, he had just transmigrated and his focus wasn't on his studies.
Chen Yao pouted: "Then it still hasn't been done."
She glanced at the still unmoved person and said earnestly, "Jiang Xia, although the teacher won't check, it's good for you to do the test. Do more questions now so you'll make fewer mistakes during the exam. You can't be unaware of such a simple principle, can you?"
Hearing that there would be no inspection, Jiang Xia actually breathed a sigh of relief. How embarrassing would it be for a reborn person to be punished by standing in class?
"Yes, Chen Yao is right to reprimand me."
He put away the drawing paper, then took out the test paper from the drawer. He glanced at the math paper and put it at the end without thinking, intending to start with the Chinese paper first.
Try it out without looking at the book first. If you can't remember something, then look it up in the book. If you really can't do it, you still have a top student classmate at the desk. You can just ask them a few more times.
Jiang Xia didn't know if it was just her imagination, but after reading the book once, she miraculously remembered the knowledge points that she had completely forgotten. She remembered the pronunciation and form of the characters, classical Chinese, poems, reading comprehension... everything was clear in her mind.
Does rebirth still have this effect?
If that's the case, then other subjects too...
His eyes lit up, and he quickly finished the basic questions on the Chinese exam. Then he took out the humanities section, and the result was just as he expected.
Those pieces of knowledge that were buried deep in the heart and almost forgotten were quickly illuminated in the dark areas after coming into contact with the textbook.
However, he could clearly sense that the knowledge he recalled was merely what he had previously mastered; he still couldn't do what he couldn't do before.
However, it's enough for him now; at least he can keep up with the teacher's pace and doesn't end up not understanding anything in class.
In this way, he can spend more time doing his own things, and the progress of the Tom and Jerry project can likely be accelerated again.
Jiang Xia breathed a long sigh of relief; this was truly an unexpected delight.
I originally thought I would need to spend a lot of time reviewing, but now I only need to pay close attention in class and fully understand every example the teacher explains, and that will be enough to prepare for the college entrance examination in three months.
There are no teachers giving lessons during evening self-study sessions on weekends. The homeroom teacher will occasionally walk into the classroom to check on things, and when he sees that the students are almost all engrossed in reviewing, he will leave with his hands behind his back.
Jiang Xia spent the entire evening self-study session trying to recall what he had learned before. Chen Yao glanced at him in surprise. Why had this guy suddenly changed? He was even focused on reading during the ten-minute break between classes, and he didn't even respond when Wang Ming called him.
This isn't like him at all. Shouldn't he be sleeping on the table or drawing with a pencil?
Jiang Xia didn't snap out of her reverie until the bell rang for the end of the third period. She had spent almost five hours catching up on most of the knowledge she had gained in her three years of high school.
He even said that he felt that after entering a state of focus, his learning efficiency seemed to greatly improve, and many things that he didn't understand before became clear to him as if he had an epiphany.
Thinking of this, Jiang Xia couldn't help but smile.
As expected, reborn individuals all come with their own cheat codes.
If this trend continues, wouldn't it be easy to even reach the Central Bank of America in three months?
"Old Jiang, can you tone down your smile? It's so lewd. Anyone who didn't know better would think you were thinking something dirty." Wang Ming's voice suddenly rang out, causing the students sitting in front and behind him to burst into laughter.
Jiang Xia pulled a hard line, too lazy to explain to this guy, slung his backpack over his shoulder and said, "Let's go, home."
Following the crowd out of the classroom, I looked around and saw the corridor was packed with people.
"Speaking of which, what were you laughing at just now? I saw you staring at our class beauty's back the whole time, you were practically drooling. You weren't fantasizing about her, were you?" Wang Ming winked at him suggestively.
"Bullshit, do you think I'm like you?" Jiang Xia spat out in annoyance.
His relationship has just ended, and it's estimated that it will be difficult for him to develop feelings for another woman in the short term. Right now, he's focused solely on his great career.
My thoughts drifted away, and just then, the corridor lights suddenly went out.
A chorus of boos erupted from the crowd. Jiang Xia instinctively looked into the distance, but it remained pitch black.
His heart skipped a beat. Was the whole city without power?
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