Lawyer

Chapter 413 The "Non-Humans" in the Class

The son went back to the village with her ex-husband, and the house became empty again. At this time, Cao Xiaohui's face was haggard, her skin was no longer smooth and tender, and the bags under her eyes became more and more obvious. The most terrible thing was insomnia, and her hair fell out in handfuls. Discomfort popped up all of a sudden like mushrooms after rain.

Sitting on the leather sofa, she took out a pack of ladies' cigarettes from the drawer of the coffee table, and unskillfully pulled one out and put it in her mouth.During this time of increasing stress, she learned to smoke.

In the past, her ex-husband Fang Yi smoked, and the house was full of soot, and the smell of smoke oil was everywhere, and she was very angry.Now she has also learned to smoke, smoking one when she has insomnia at night, one when she is sad, one when she recalls the past, one when she regrets, one when she is afraid, and one when she is angry... Slowly. The root becomes two, and the two becomes five...

But she didn't want her son to see her smoking. When her son came home on weekends and smelled smoke and asked, she would explain that a colleague came to the house to smoke.She didn't want Fang Yi to see her appearance, and she didn't dare to go back to her hometown to visit her parents, for fear that her image as a "successful person" would collapse.

After thinking too much, she got a headache, and the car could only continue to push forward. Cao Xiaohui felt no less depressed than her boss, who called her the company's financial director.

Leaning on the sofa, she thought back to the past, maybe this is her fate, and for her with a shallow life, maybe it is true to be mediocre.Slowly her eyes became moist, and slowly two lines of hot tears ran across her face and landed on the leather sofa.

"Xiao Zhi, how is your study going?" Fang Yi asked while driving.

"It's okay, Dad, you don't know how many 'inhumans' there are in our class..." Fang Anzhi said with wide eyes.

"What? Not human, your school still lets you raise big mules and horses?" Fang Yi looked at Fang Anzhi in surprise and said.

"No, the non-human beings I'm talking about are a few students who are particularly good at studying. I haven't seen how they study in class, and they also participate in various interest groups after school.

But no matter how hard I tried, I took the weekend into it, but I couldn’t surpass them. Every time I took an exam, they were always in the top three. You said it was annoying, but our classmates said that they only eat exams. A bowl of rice will win every exam. "Fang Anzhi said.

"There are others like this?" Fang Yi was also stunned. Although he had heard of this kind of jealous talent, he had never encountered it before. He did not expect his son to encounter it.

"The most irritating thing is that the math teacher who is number one in our class sleeps all day long in math class, and the math teacher doesn't dare to take care of him." Fang Anzhi said.

"Why?" Fang Yi asked suspiciously.

"Because what the teacher knows, he almost knows it, and he can solve the questions that the teacher doesn't know. The teacher is most afraid of him asking questions." Fang Anzhi laughed.

"A genius?!" Fang Yi exclaimed.

"That's right, I asked him in private, why he is so good, we can't just miss him when we see an expert, right!" Fang Anzhi said with a smile.

"Well, that's right, humility makes people improve. Then why is he so awesome?" Fang Yi said.

"He said that our mathematics teacher's knowledge system is too old, and many things have long been behind, but the teacher does not update it, so it can't work, just like a computer, the program has to be patched or updated from time to time, and the knowledge is also lost. It has to be replaced.

My classmate had participated in the International Mathematics Contest before and won the prize, but was 'robbed' by the Experimental Middle School.It is said that his father also studied mathematics, but later he had to switch to computer programming due to financial pressure.

His uncle also studied mathematics. Later, he went to the beautiful country and worked as a mathematics professor at an Ivy League university. He would go to his uncle's house whenever he was on vacation. He liked to see his uncle study mathematics with a group of people from the Three Kingdoms and other countries.It can be said that he grew up in mathematical formulas since he was a child.

In this environment, do you think he is not good at mathematics?I can't even catch up with him! "Fang Anzhi said enviously.

"What about his other subjects?" Fang Yi thought to himself: "My son is right. If you don't keep pace with the times, it's really impossible to update your knowledge. Take the law as an example. There are so many laws and regulations issued every year. How can you do it without studying?" good.

"His English is also better than the teacher, because he often goes abroad, where is the environment? He learns English in China for exams, and he learns English for use.

Let's put it this way, he can teach me math in English, but our English teacher can't, and neither can our math teacher. "Fang Anzhi said.

"You have to think about it this way, no matter how good the English teacher is, she is not in mathematics, if you give her a sixth grade elementary school question, she will still be confused, let alone explain it in English.

As for the mathematics teacher, it is true that he studies mathematics, but he is not good at English. He may have never been abroad in his life. If you ask him to teach you mathematics in English, it is not embarrassing.

You said what I said right? "Fang Yi thought for a while.

"Well, it seems to be the same reason. But my classmate's Chinese scores are not as good as mine, especially writing essays. He thinks that is not called essays, that is called not letting people talk. Hahaha..., I think he is eating If you don't reach the grapes, you say the grapes are sour. If you can't do it well, just step on it!" Fang Anzhi laughed.

"What your classmate said is not necessarily wrong. I have a college classmate. When that guy was in junior high school, the composition he wrote was a model for the whole school. It was often used as a model essay. He was also included as a must-read for middle school students. In It has been published in newspapers and won awards.

Later, after graduating from university, I had a relatively free time at work. I saw my colleagues writing novels on the Internet to make money. I felt that my writing should be better than my colleagues. How can I say that I was brilliant in junior high school, so I also created a pseudonym and started writing novels. .Guess what the editor said? Fang Yi glanced at his son Fang Anzhi and asked.

"I will definitely praise him for his good writing." Fang Anzhi said.

"The editor replied: The temple is too small to support a great god, please go to the Children's Publishing House to try." Fang Yi laughed loudly.

"Why?" Fang Anzhi looked at his father in bewilderment.

"Yeah, why? My classmate asked the editor the same way. But the editor ignored him.

Later, he showed his novels to his colleagues, who explained to him that novels are for the general public, they must be drawn from life, higher than life, and they must have real feelings; it is really impossible to write urban and realistic things, You can open your mind to write fantasy or fairy tales, or science fiction.He wrote novels according to the routine he used when he was in school, and everyone would think it was fake at first glance, which was boring.It is simply an insult to the word 'fiction' and the IQ of the masses. "Fang Yi said.

"So what we write is called 'Composition'. It's just for exams. Those old pedants just look at it. It's mainly for getting high marks. It can't be read as a novel." Fang Anzhi said with a smile.

Fang Yi was stunned: "Well, what you said makes sense. Children can be taught! When you get to your hometown, don't run around. There are many wild animals on the mountain. No one cares if he hurts you. If you hurt it, you will be fined. Yes. Be careful!"

"Don't worry! I'll follow Grandpa, that's right." Fang Anzhi smiled.

(End of this chapter)