The 10,000th Rebirth

Gu Qinghuan finally confirmed that Chen Luo could really speak Latin, and from his pronunciation and proficiency, he was at least at the same level as his native language.

Gu Qinghuan couldn't figure it out. Although she transferred here at the beginning of the school term, she had heard people in her class mention that Chen Luo's academic performance had always been at the bottom since he was in the first year of high school.

Moreover, he was an outsider, and his family was not very well off, which could be judged from Chen Luo's usual temperament and dress.

Such a family would let Chen Luo learn English if they wanted him to learn a foreign language, so how could they let him learn Latin.

Latin teachers are more difficult to find than English, because it is equivalent to a minor language, and there are very few people learning it, which is dozens of times more difficult to find than English teachers.

Even if they find one, the price is not something that Chen Luo's family can afford.

However, at this time, Gu Qinghuan noticed the strange situation in the class, and all the classmates stared at them in surprise.

Gu Qinghuan didn't like this feeling, so he didn't continue to talk to Chen Luo in Latin. Instead, he looked away expressionlessly and continued to read the book "Meditations".

Chen Luo smiled, and didn't continue to talk to Gu Qinghuan. Instead, he took out the chemistry textbooks from the first to the third year of high school from the desk and quickly browsed through them.

Although he didn't know Gu Qinghuan very well, he knew that she was not a person who liked to be noticed.

This can be reflected in her academic performance.

In the previous life, although Gu Qinghuan and he only had a short three-month deskmate time, her grades were very strange every time she took a monthly exam.

Even for a topic like Chinese, which has a subjective score for composition, her scores in all subjects fluctuated around 120 points, and she was always above average in the class.

Chen Luo didn't think about it at first, but later he understood that this was clearly the result of Gu Qinghuan's deliberate control of scores.

She knew all those questions, but she just didn't want to get too high a score to attract attention.

Chen Luo also planned to spend some time to improve his grades, not for anything else, but just for the smiles on his parents' faces.

In the previous life, his parents were so worried about his grades that he couldn't even hold his head up in front of relatives and friends.

Later, they were almost desperate. No matter whether it was undergraduate or junior college, they just wanted to get into a university.

Chen Luo took out his freshman chemistry textbook at this time. His eyes scanned the first page in just a few seconds, and then he looked at the content on the second page.

Speed ​​reading and shorthand were the first skills Chen Luo learned, and it was also based on this that he learned countless skills and knowledge.

After thousands of years of practice, photographic memory is just a piece of cake for Chen Luo.

If he wants, he can even recite it backwards with just one glance, and it is exactly the same.

Chen Luo chose science in high school. For him, who won the Nobel Prize in chemistry, biology and physics, it was actually as simple as a college student doing kindergarten questions.

With a huge knowledge system in his mind as a foundation, Chen Luo only took less than ten minutes to read all the chemistry textbooks for three years of high school.

After Chen Luo finished flipping through the books, he did not stop. Instead, he took out all the remaining textbooks of all subjects and started to "flip" through the books.

Chen Luo's reading speed at this time could no longer be described as reading, but flipping through them directly.

He flipped through the books faster and faster. To others, it did not seem like he was reading a book at all, but rather a playful show.

Because of that speed, normal people could not see the contents of the book clearly.

The students in the classroom had originally withdrawn their attention after Chen Luo and Gu Qinghuan stopped talking.

But at this time, Chen Luo flipped through the books quickly again, and the sound of flipping was extremely loud, which attracted their attention again.

They all had speechless expressions on their faces, and they all thought that Chen Luo was sensationalizing.

"This little rubbish is too good at pretending, isn't he?"

"I've learned another trick, the fancy way of pretending!"

"Pfft, is he pretending to be stupid?"

"Look at his speed, who is he going to compete with!"

......

There were countless snickers and whispers in the classroom, and the ridicule was self-evident.

Only Gu Qinghuan had a look of surprise in her eyes. She was next to Chen Luo and could clearly sense the state of this deskmate.

Chen Luo's eyeballs were moving at high speed, and his expression was highly focused. In addition to the textbook in his hand, there was nothing else in his eyes.

Gu Qinghuan was different from other classmates. She recognized at a glance that Chen Luo was not pretending as other students thought, but entered the flow state.

Entering this state will completely block the perception of the outside world and feel that time has stopped.

The reason why Gu Qinghuan knew this was because she herself had entered this state and observed her performance when she entered the flow through video recording.

That's why Gu Qinghuan was more and more surprised. This state was not something that could be entered casually. Even after countless times of practice, she couldn't easily enter the flow state.

What the hell is this guy?