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Four thousand seven hundred and ninety-five chapters love is beginning to open

Looking at the boy's relish expression, Teacher Chen was completely stunned.

He studied mathematics in college and also involved many other science courses. If he remembered correctly, this equilibrium statistical physics is a book that only physics majors can read.

And it is definitely not a freshman course.

In other words, this kid is already reading university science textbooks.

Teacher Qian said before that he was looking at quantum physics, but he didn't believe it.

Now the facts are right in front of him, and he can't believe it anymore.

This kid is just a junior high school student!

He hasn't even attended high school and has no certain foundation. How can he understand university physics?

Other students were still answering the papers. Even if they were shocked, Teacher Chen held back and did not call Zhao Yuanjing on the spot, asking him what he had learned.

office.

Looking at the four full-score papers on the table, Chinese, mathematics, physics and English, the teachers were silent.

The history teacher rushed over and said weakly, "Or I..."

"No need to try." Teacher Su waved his hand weakly, "During the evening self-study last night, I saw him browsing history books."

"Browse? What does it mean?" The person who taught history was an old man with a strong dialect in Mandarin.

"It's just browsing, sweeping through it like ten lines at a glance." Teacher Su explained.

Teacher Yang exhale: "I suspect this kid has the ability to remember everything he has."

"Where is such a person?" Teacher Chen frowned.

"It's hard to say!" said the history teacher. "The world is so big and strange. Don't believe it. There are people who can never forget it. I saw it when I was a child. I was a poor boy who was poor and could not afford to study. The first time I recited Pi, I memorized it to more than 60,000 after the decimal point. I memorized it for the whole afternoon until it was dark and everyone was hungry and they scattered, and the matter was left alone."

"Really, why don't such a talent be allowed to study?" Teacher Su asked.

"Study? In those days, my stomach couldn't fill my stomach, and I still studied." The history teacher was old, experienced a lot, and had a lot of knowledge. "Later, I went back to find that person, but... I couldn't find it. Those years of famine... How many people died?"

Everyone was silent.

Qian Juan pushed her glasses and said, "No matter what, Zhao Xiaojing does have a strong memory. Alas, I have inquired these days. The father of this child died early, and his stepfather is an incompetent person, and he always beats the child. The child was a little depressed and had committed suicide by taking medicine. Teacher Kong should know about this."

"No wonder."

The other teachers sighed, "No wonder this child is always depressed and alone."

"But why did he suddenly figure it out and be willing to study?" Teacher Su asked curiously.

"Well, I know a little bit too." The head teacher Kong Jiaming walked in and said with a smile.

"What's the reason? Tell me quickly." The teachers were so curious.

Kong Jiaming smiled and said, "This child Zhao Xiaojing is in love."

"ah?"

"Don't be surprised, Zhao Xiaojing is a handsome guy, and many girls in our school have a crush on him."

"That's right." The teachers all laughed.

Everyone is a veteran. It is normal for this 14 or 15-year-old boy to fall in love with each other and have a crush on each other.
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