Chapter 76 Photographic Memory

The two children were running around the yard, one behind the other. Although it was noisy, it was still warm and lively, just like the good old days in the orphanage.

Xu Wan looked at him for a while before smiling and saying, "Young Master Wei, what Jin Cheng said is true. He has a good memory, so he has made such rapid progress. If you don't believe me, you can let him recite the new book for you right on the spot."

"I agree, I agree!" Wei Xinglu was chased and beaten to a point where he had no choice but to agree.

Zong Jincheng snorted, looking proud.

Wei Xinglu was taken to the large study. Before he entered, he saw the plaque at the door. He read it out loud: "Marquis Mansion Key Class... What a strange plaque."

Shunzi gave him a brief introduction to the key class. Wei Xinglu was shocked at first, then shuddered and said, "This key class is too scary. How pitiful it is for people who study here."

Shunzi's mouth twitched, and he thought to himself that you can't come in even if you want to.

There is only one such place in the entire capital city, oh no, in the entire Chu.

However, after Wei Xinglu came in, he couldn't help but exclaim: "Wow, Jincheng, your study is so big, there are so many books in it, it's like a library."

He was indeed right about this. The large study was indeed built for Zong Zhao by the old marquis according to the style of a library. In addition to the first floor which could be used as a classroom and store thousands of commonly used books, the second floor had countless rare classics, calligraphy and painting collections, which was in no way inferior to the library of an ordinary academy.

However, the two brothers of the Zong family usually study on the first floor. The books downstairs are enough for them to read, so they seldom go to the second floor.

Zong Wenxiu, who was studying on his own, saw a stranger coming and looked at his wife and brother in confusion. Then he saw the little devil raised his head and said proudly: "You can choose any book here. I will recite it for you."

Zong Wenxiu: “?” Is my brother competing with others in memorizing?

He put down his pen and wanted to see what happened next.

It’s hard to say how my younger brother compares with others in other aspects, but when it comes to memorizing, he will definitely win without a doubt.

Wei Xinglu actually picked up the book seriously.

Although he was also a little playboy, he was brought up in a strict manner at home, so he had read quite a few books. He had learned the books that Jin Cheng and He Zheng recited that day, so he knew how terrifying that book-reciting ghost was.

But what if it's not a kid, but Jin Cheng...

Wei Xinglu didn't dare to think about it any further and continued to choose books from the bookshelf. After choosing for a long time, he found a medical book that was not common and was not often tested - Treatise on Febrile Diseases and Miscellaneous Diseases.

"Just memorize this. I don't want more. As long as you can memorize ten pages in half an hour, I will admit that you are not possessed by a ghost."

Zong Jincheng rolled his eyes at him, took the book and began to read it quickly.

Wei Xinglu was still talking frivolously: "Yes, you should just take a quick look at it first. There are probably many difficult words in it that you don't recognize."

Zong Jincheng ignored him, still looking with his head down, and didn't even sit down.

Wei Xinglu sat down first, looking around the large study room, and kindly advised, "Sit down and recite. I'll wait for you for half an hour."

Zong Jincheng still ignored him.

Wei Xinglu was bored and went over to talk to Zong Wenxiu: "Is Jincheng studying with you recently?"

Zong Wenxiu nodded.

Wei Xinglu understood and said, "No wonder he protects you so much. The relationship between you two studying together must be very deep. After all, you are brothers in distress!"

Zong Wenxiu smiled and said nothing.

Wei Xinglu was still mumbling: "But don't you really think he's possessed by a ghost? He has to memorize so many books in three months. He's not a reincarnated god, how could he be so amazing..."

Zong Wenxiu frowned and asked, "Possessed by a ghost?"

He looked at his brother, then at Xu Wan who had been quietly accompanying him, and he seemed to understand why Wei Xinglu came here.

Zong Wenxiu explained earnestly: "You misunderstood. Jincheng is still Jincheng. He just knows how to study harder. He likes studying now."

Wei Xinglu snorted and said, "Come on, how can anyone in this world like to study something as boring as reading, especially Jincheng? He would rather play Cuju, race horses, or fight crickets than stay at home and read books!"

Zong Wenxiu said: "But now he is just reading at home."

Wei Xinglu: “…”

Okay, okay, go ahead and argue. When Jin Cheng can’t memorize the book later, you will be as anxious as I am to exorcise the ghost!

Wei Xinglu still feels that the two masters his servants found are not very skilled. If the Marquis's Mansion spent a large sum of money to invite them, they would definitely be able to hire someone more powerful.

Wei Xinglu was fully planning how he and his good brother would return so that they could live freely, eat and enjoy themselves to their heart's content again!

"Wake up, I've finished reciting it." Zong Jincheng broke his beautiful dream.

"Ah?" Wei Xinglu came back to his senses, "Half an hour has passed? So fast?!"

Zong Jincheng pointed at the teacup next to him and said, "The tea I poured for you still burns your mouth."

Wei Xinglu picked it up and tasted it. He jumped up because it was so hot: "Puff puff...you guys in the Marquis' Mansion are so hot when you pour tea!"

"I'm just pouring this for you, idiot." Zong Jincheng threw the book to him, "Listen carefully, I'm going to recite it."

"In case of sun disease, whether fever develops or not, the patient will suffer from chills, body aches, vomiting, and tight yin and yang pulses. This is called typhoid..."

Wei Xinglu flipped through the book quickly while listening to him memorize the first volume of the book on typhoid fever. His heart was beating like a drum. He actually memorized the book so quickly? How could it be so fast? In this time, he should only be able to read the book once!

"Never forget everything you see! Do you understand what it means to have a photographic memory?" Zong Jincheng's shouting was still echoing in my ears.

Reflecting on himself who was now reciting the text word for word, Wei Xinglu had a thousand curse words to curse at.

Grass.

He really has a photographic memory huh?!

Wei Xinglu was filled with grief and anger. It felt terrible that his good brother had overtaken him in just three months.

While listening to the little devil reciting, he flipped through the book and found that the difficult words were annotated with simple words with the same pronunciation. This means that even if Zong Jincheng does not know the word, he can read it and memorize it through the homophone.

Wei Xinglu was even more horrified. He flipped through the book and found that the entire first volume of Treatise on Typhoid Fever, which had 50,000 words, had pinyin for all these difficult characters, and they were all handwritten.

Wow, what a huge student aid program!

He suddenly remembered what Shunzi had told him about the plaque when he first entered the study. Damn it, is this really a school? How could it be completely different from the schools he had known and seen before?

Zong Jincheng had already memorized all ten pages. He looked at him proudly and confidently and said, "How is it? Are you convinced?"

There is no one else in the world who can endorse something as fast as this!

Even Qin Ye, who is so proud that his eyes are on top of his head, can't do it!

Only him!

Only Zong Jincheng can do it! !