Chapter 132: Not Much Better
When the last word was read, the whole room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
"Not a single word wrong?" someone exclaimed in a low voice.
Others were also amazed.
But more of it is curiosity.
"You said you didn't read much before, how come you can recite so fluently?"
"Is this really the first day at the academy? I don't quite believe it."
“I don’t believe it either…”
Song Jingyun felt a little embarrassed by such comments and replied in a low voice, "This is really my first time to go to school properly, and this is also the first time I read this article."
"Then how could you recite it completely?" The man closest to Song Jingyun, a short man about fourteen or fifteen years old named Lu Yuming, asked in surprise.
"Just look at it once, read it once, and you will know it..." Song Jingyun's voice became lower and lower.
Tsk! Everyone's jaw dropped again.
Could this be the legendary photographic memory? Oh my God, is this possible in reality?
No wonder the teacher told them to ask Song Jingyun for advice in the future. Now they finally know the reason! It does n't matter if he has never read books or attended a college. With such ability, he will definitely surpass them in knowledge in time, and it will be far beyond their reach.
From now on, I really need to ask Song Jingyun for advice.
The students made up their minds secretly.
Song Jingyun scratched his head as he looked at the students' different expressions.
Is learning things quickly so eye-catching? Mencius raised his chin proudly.
After class, Zhang Wenbin curled his lips and said, "You made Song Jingyun recite in class. Was that intentional? Are you showing off again?"
"What do you mean by showing off?" Mengzi curled his lips. "They will know it sooner or later. It would be better if they knew it earlier."
So that you won’t doubt your life later.
Besides, we can’t let him be the only one with his jaw dropping, right?
Since we are all his students, then as students, we naturally have to stand together with his teacher.
It's really a demon!
Zhang Wenbin shook his head helplessly.
But then again, it was Song Jingyun who didn’t study with him. If he had followed him…
Maybe it's not that good.
Having witnessed Song Jingyun's abilities, everyone in the school was full of respect and admiration for him. After class, they were always willing to get together with him and talk to him.
After all, he has a photographic memory. Although they don't have this talent and ability, if they interact more with people with such talent, maybe they can also gain enlightenment?
Therefore, on the first day of school, Song Jingyun became the center of attention in the entire Hongle Academy.
Jiang Chunbao was so angry when he saw this that he almost died.
He has been in Hongle Academy for two years. He has put in so much effort, spent so much thought, and said so many nice things on a daily basis, but he has barely made a few friends and made a few people look up to him.
Song Jingyun, the son-in-law, stole everyone's limelight on the first day of coming to the academy, and quickly surpassed his position in the academy. It was really infuriating! Especially when he saw Jiang Mixia waiting not far from the academy in a bullock cart after school, he became even more angry.
This Song Jingyun, is he so popular in the academy, and does he have such a high status at home? But he is just a son-in-law, isn't a son-in-law looked down upon by others? Why is this Song Jingyun...
Jiang Chunbao couldn't figure it out, and he kept thinking about it on the way back.
Thinking while walking.
Think while walking.
Plop!
Jiang Chunbao was distracted and tripped over a pothole on the road. He fell to the ground like a sack, and pain quickly spread from his ankle.
When Jiang Chunbao got up from the ground with a gasp, he saw that his ankle was almost swollen like a bun, and there was a little blood oozing from the skin.
As I tried to walk, I felt the pain in my ankle become more and more excruciating and unbearable.
Jiang Chunbao was shocked and his heart almost jumped into his throat.
His foot must not be in any way. He passed the county exam, and he only needs to pass the prefectural exam next year to become a genuine student. If he can pass the academy exam in August, he will become a scholar! But if his foot is in any way, then even if he has a physical illness, he will not be able to take the imperial examination... - After Song Jingyun returned home, he excitedly told Jiang Mixia about what happened in the academy recently.
From the kindness of Mr. Meng, to the enthusiasm of his classmates, to the content of the class, to the delicious lunch...
Different topics, different contents, from the moment Jiang Mixia picked him up, they talked until midnight.
Jiang Mixia yawned in a daze, and then looking at her young son-in-law's happy face, she felt quite relieved.
I think I found the right academy this time.
Song Jingyun felt a little thirsty while talking. When he was considering whether to drink some water, he found that Jiang Mixia beside him was breathing evenly and was completely asleep.
My wife is very tired.
Song Jingyun tucked in the corner of Jiang Mixia's quilt and lay down to sleep, but he tossed and turned and couldn't feel something was wrong.
When Song Jingyun realized that he was only covered with a quilt, he suddenly understood.
No wonder I felt something was wrong, my wife’s arms were not where they should be.
Song Jingyun took Jiang Mixia's arm out of her quilt, gently placed it on himself, and then placed Jiang Mixia's quilt and his own quilt carefully to make sure Jiang Mixia would not catch a cold because of this incident.
After everything was tidied up, Song Jingyun finally closed his eyes and went to sleep peacefully.
Song Jingyun's study at the academy went smoothly because he adapted very well on the first day.
Go out on time every day and finish school on time in the evening.
After arriving home, Song Jingyun helped Jiang Mixia with chores at home and in the workshop.
After a few days of this, Jiang Mixia couldn't help herself. "Other people study very hard after school. They study in the coldest days of winter and the hottest days of summer. They study until midnight and almost blind their eyes with the oil lamps. Why do you always look like you've been out shopping after going to the academy?"
When I came back, many times I didn’t even recite the books.
It can be said that he doesn't look like a student at all.
When asked by his wife, Song Jingyun scratched his head and said, "But, my wife, I have already finished all the lessons I need to learn in the academy, and I have also finished all the books that the teacher asked me to read. There is no need for me to continue reading after returning home."
Jiang Mixia, "..."
Excuse me.
I almost forgot that this little son-in-law has an excellent memory and learns things very quickly. I think what he learned in the academy will need to be reviewed by others when they come back, but his processor has already fully stored it and he doesn't need to spend any more energy.
I really was too talkative...
However, Song Jingyun scratched the back of his head when he saw this.
By asking this, is my wife saying that he is not studious enough?
Then he should read for an extra quarter of an hour every day when he comes back...
This way, my wife can rest assured and I won’t have to delay helping her with work. It’s the best of both worlds!
I was dragged by a naughty kid to play with him, and I could only write furiously at night...
Fortunately, I have finished writing it without interruption, so I can breathe a sigh of relief...
(End of this chapter)
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