Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

Xu Anqing had infinite resentment towards Zaoli's statement.

But it was a pretty senior who said that, but he was embarrassed to refute it. In the final analysis, Xu Anqing is also an 18-year-old boy who was highly regarded in middle school. His IQ is the best on campus, but his EQ is not necessarily the same.

The senior sister turned her attention to Yang Rui, and first asked her a popular question: "How can you get 670 points? How are these 670 points tested?"

Xu Anqing also pricked his ears to listen.

Yang Rui smiled and said, "Just learn to learn, and get acquainted all at once. Do you have the feeling that you can't understand some things at all, and when you force to read it, suddenly you suddenly become clear?"

"Yes."

Of course it will. This is how the mechanism of the human brain works.

Xu Anqing also nodded silently.

"You too." The senior sister saw Xu Anqing's movements, and said excitedly: "I thought that the first and second place students like you can understand it just by reading a book."

Yang Rui smiled and said, "The people who write books are also smart people. Some are super smart people. Guys like Gauss are all IQs. He has studied things for several years and more than ten years, and he is serious. How could it be possible to read a book and read it at a glance."

In this world, there is no person who can understand after reading a book. If this kind of thing happens, it can only mean that he has understood it a long time ago.

Knowledge is originally the result of accumulation. Asking middle school students to look at elementary school questions will naturally understand the situation at a glance. Let Li Bai and Bai Juyi try the calculus in the imperial examination. They must have the desire to die. Maybe they wrote a poem on the spot." The difficulty of points, it is difficult to go to the sky, make people listen to this withered beauty", and then was sentenced to dirty examination papers.

The elder sister listened to the name of "Gauss", her eyes brightened: "You deserve to be the national champion, you have taught advanced mathematics by yourself, even Gauss knows it. By the way, what does it mean to break the table?"

"It's like a pressure gauge, because the value is too high, so it exploded." Yang Rui explained with a smile.

"Good image." The senior sister cooperated better, Yang Rui's self-confidence in her eyes rose, and Xu Anqing's sense of discomfort rose.

The feeling of being beaten down is really bad, just as bad as being called Zaoli.

Xu Anqing's grievances could not be dissipated, but he saw the generous senior sister stretch out her hand and said to Yang Rui: "Know me again, my name is Wang Mei, the king of the prince, the plum of the plum blossom."

"Hello, Senior Sister Wang, this is Yang Rui, Yang of Yang Shu, sharp sharp." Yang Rui stretched out his hand half-jokingly.

Wang Mei and him took it back with a light touch, and immediately smiled: "I am a member of the History Department and a member of the May Fourth Literature Club of our school. This year's junior year, you just arrived at school. What do you don't understand? Anyone can come to me."

Speaking of you, but Wang Mei was looking at Yang Rui, which made Xu Anqing even more aware of the gap.

The gap between first and second is much harder than counting.

Xu Anqing also wanted to introduce himself like Yang Rui, and then mingle with the senior sister, but his lips moved twice, still not embarrassed.

Yang Rui chatted with Wang Mei in a usual voice. When a tricycle had gathered four students from the Department of Biology, a senior from the University of Toronto came over and sat on it, asking everyone to put their luggage on the tricycle and pedal hard. stand up.

Yang Rui, Xu Anqing and others hurried after the tricycle, while Wang Mei pushed a bicycle out to accompany them.

When we arrived at the dormitory building, there were students who helped run the luggage downstairs. There was a big sign outside a window saying "Welcome 104" on it. Outside the window, three shirtless students were sitting on the floor and playing cards.

Yang Rui and Xu Anqing are in different dormitories, but they are both on the second floor.

After Yang Rui thanked Wang Mei, he carried the box and went upstairs.

He has a very good figure, and he has obtained the results of another year of training. His appearance looks sturdy and beautiful, which once again attracted countless eyes.

Wang Mei smiled and waved goodbye to the following students by the way: "This is Yang Rui, the national champion this year, from the Department of Biology."

After a while, the news that the national champion Yang Rui was enrolled in the Department of Biology spread to several nearby dormitories.

Xu Anqing was covered up with gorgeousness as usual.

Yang Rui also got a six-person dormitory. There are three high and low beds, and a large tortured table filled with debris. The walls of the dormitory should have been painted white and gray, but now they have turned grayish yellow. Some yellowed newspapers are pasted on half of the wall. The heights of the buildings are those in the 80s and 70s.

Looking at these newspapers, Yang Rui suddenly thought, now that he is hoarding a batch of newspapers, he can make a lot of money in the future.

People born in the 1980s all like special gifts. A newspaper from the day of my birth could not be used as a gift or for collection. It is in good condition and it is not uncommon to sell for several hundred yuan. In 1983, the cost of hoarding a batch of newspapers was only a few cents per kilogram. More than 10,000 times the profit, but the speed of the shot will be a bit slow.

"Hey, what do you think, are you also a new student this year? Which department?" On the upper bunk by the window, a head protruded from the screen window, which looked a little bumpy.

Yang Rui said with a cry of "Oh", "I am from the Department of Biology, this is not the dormitory of the Department of Biology?"

"The dormitories are not divided by department. Anyway, they are all freshmen. Let's live wherever they are assigned." The student in the upper bunk jumped down as he said, barefoot, holding a big steamed bun in his hand, and I don’t know. Is it spicy or something unknown sauce.

Yang Rui looked down at the dusty floor, then at the big steamed buns, and said in admiration: "So, you are also a new student? Which department are you from?"

"Dong Zhicheng of the Department of Physics, you can just call me a son."

"Orange, okay. My name is Yang Rui, from the biology department, haven't anyone else come yet?"

"I came here in advance. I went for a stroll. I was from Xiangtan, Hunan, the chairman's hometown. I might have gone to Tiananmen Square." Dong Zhicheng said, touching his bumpy brain, and said, "Yang Rui is a familiar name. Have you been to Shandong?"

"No."

"Oh, that might be wrong." Dong Zhicheng didn't recognize Yang Rui's status as the champion. He swept half of the table with his hands without a big steamed bun, and said: "You can put your things here first. Just stuff your luggage under the bed. When the people are all there, we will clean up again."

This is a master who doesn't suffer, not too enthusiastic, not too cold, and a little self-acting. It seems that he has more personality than Yang Rui's college classmates back then.

However, the 1980s was originally an era of enthusiasm, people in society are always overwhelmed by reality, but universities have almost unlimited freedom and space. This is also the era with the most humanistic character and ideals of Chinese universities, a few years earlier or In the later years, the situation will be different.

Yang Rui didn't like to do cleaning work either. The two upper berths by the window were occupied~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He chose a lower berth by the window and cleaned up his site first. Of course, he didn't choose Dong Zhicheng's lower berth. He was worried that he would be overwhelmed by steamed bread dregs in the future.

Dong Zhicheng helped to take out the garbage, climbed back to his bed, and continued to read the buns in one hand.

Between the high and low beds and the high and low beds, and between the high and low beds and the big table, there are a few deep and small cabinets, just enough to fit a marching quilt. Yang Rui counted it, there were 12 heights in total, so he sorted out one and put himself s things.

Not long after, the other three people entered the door one after another.

The first soldier came from the Department of Mathematics, and he looked like a 1, and the thin one could see the back. Then, Qiu Xia and Cai Guinong who came in were both from Beijing. One was studying civil engineering and the other was studying energy and power. Both family members followed and helped clean the dormitory by the way.

At lunch time, Mao Qiming from Xiangtan came back and greeted everyone with a smile.

"Finally got six people together." Cai Guinong immediately organized: "Let's go to the cafeteria for dinner, and talk while eating."

"Good, good." The six of them all ran for a day, so hungry, they nodded.

Yang Rui also tidied things up, ready to go out and take a good look at Peking University.

More than a group of people in the 203 dormitory, most of the freshmen, are now organizing various dinners.

A group of people rushed out of the door, and saw the traffic jam ahead, and a loud female voice came: "Is Yang Rui in this building? Do you know which dormitory?"

Yang Rui looked across the seam, and saw a girl with a melon face and a small nose, holding a thin willow waist with one hand, and stopping at the door of the building.

"Little White Fang!" Yang Rui remembered the name instantly.

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