Xiao Huanxi: I Broke God's Forbidden Zone

[Ding, negative emotions from Mu Tianjun +10! 】

[Ding, the negative emotions from Ren Shou +8! 】

[Ding, from sports...]

"I don't believe it, I want to duel you!"

Mu Tianjun's eyes revealed a strong fighting intent!

But Tao Cheng ignored it and turned to look at the physical education teacher:

"Teacher, I can move freely."

"Yes... yes."

The physical education teacher smiled wryly. With such a shooting level, how could Nima teach him?

[Ding, the negative emotions from the PE teacher +5! 】

[Ding, negative emotions from Mu Tianjun +10! 】

Chapter [-]: Tao Cheng's Terrorist Computing Power

The day bids farewell to the earth, and the night robs and robs the whole world.

In a neat apartment.

Tao Cheng made a video with his parents while cooking.

"Chengcheng, I haven't seen the video for a while. How are the three things we agreed on?"

"Good."

"Tell me."

"Food is the most important thing for the people. The owner of the canteen always gives free iced orange juice every time."

Tao Zhexuan smiled contentedly, this kid is better than his father, but what Tao Cheng said next made his smile stiff.

"The cafeteria aunt is even more terrifying. If you want to send a daughter, do you think I want it or not?"

"Is that... pretty?"

As soon as Tao Zhexuan's words were out of his mouth, Tao's mother glared at him fiercely, and he immediately changed his words:

"Definitely can't pull, okay, this is done, how's your physical training going?"

"I keep running after school every day, and then I do muscle rippers at night, and I already have eight-pack abs."

Tao Zhexuan took a slight breath, dear, it's only been a few days.

It seems that his son is much more self-disciplined and stronger than he was back then.

When he went to college when he was a teenager, he couldn't stand the temptation of the outside world. Once he relaxed, he became addicted to the game.

Playing a historical simulation game - "Civilization" all day and all night.

His "perfectionist tendencies" made him unable to stop playing, leading to his unprecedented failure.

He knew that Tao Cheng was also a perfectionist, so he tried his best to use his own experience to guide Tao Cheng and avoid Tao Cheng going his old way.

Then overtake him!

"This can be considered complete. There is still the first place in the whole school. I heard from your principal that the three-school joint examination will start tomorrow. How are you preparing?"

"Simple."

"Don't be careless, the first place in the school is the minimum requirement. In fact, I hope you can get full marks in all the exams."

"But just like your chicken chop shit, I guess Chinese and English are difficult."

"Your words aren't much better."

Tao Cheng's face turned dark when Tao Cheng gave him a slight scolding. Tao Cheng was telling the truth, and his words were quite scribbled and ugly.

The excuse Tao Zhexuan made for himself was that his hand speed could not keep up with his head.

"Okay, let's not talk about this. I hope you can complete these three things as soon as possible. There are twelve more things that high school has to do! Come on!"

Tao Cheng rolled his eyes speechlessly. Fifteen things that high school had to do. Did you, the math god, come up with the name of the second middle school?

So low!

Speaking of this, Tao Zhexuan's face showed a touch of excitement:

"Chengcheng, I can't wait to announce the next three things!"

......

After dinner.

Tao Cheng was lying on his clean and tidy desk.

Practice writing!

After this period of training, Tao Cheng's words are much better-looking than before, although they can only be understood by others.

But the words he wrote in the past were simply outrageous. Except for the answers to the math problems that people could understand a little bit, he probably understood the rest by himself.

After all, mathematics has almost no words, it's all numbers.

After a little bit of brain development last time, Tao Cheng has much stronger control over his body.

Like a big object like a basketball, he can easily send it to the rim.

But for something as small as a water-based pen, the control is still not enough, and there will be slight tremors.

"Perhaps it is only possible to completely solve this problem after the three-school joint entrance examination has been completed and the brain area has developed to 14%."

"The agreement with my father has been completed in two, and only the last one is the first in the whole school."

"This seems to be simple, but it is actually the most difficult. Although he said that the lowest exam is the first in the whole school, he obviously hopes and believes that he can get full marks in all the exams."

Tao Cheng has two uses, while practicing calligraphy seriously, while thinking about...

"Looks like this is the only way to try!"

Tao Cheng made a decision in his heart.

He held a water-based pen in his hand, but this time it was not as fast as before, but very slow.

Every stroke is slow!

Tao Cheng knew exactly how to write a word well, and the most important thing was to control his hands.

He poured his whole heart into it, and tiny beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

One by one, one by one... . . .

The words that an ordinary person can write in just one second, he actually took ten seconds!

But the effect is remarkable!

The written words look exactly like the printed ones!

The corners of Tao Cheng's mouth raised slightly, it was really useful.

"It seems that the slight tremor of the hand is not impossible to calculate."

It turned out that he was using his terrifying computing power to calculate the unpredictable trembling when he was writing.

Calculate the distance of the quiver deviation, and also the speed...

Perfectly pre-judgment, so as to calculate the place and strength of the drop of the nose tip of the water-based pen.

He writes very slowly, and every stroke is a huge calculation that ordinary people can't imagine.

Therefore, even if he is as powerful as Tao Cheng, he has to pour his whole heart into it.

However, the effect obtained is also very amazing, and it is not much different from the print!

If you don't look carefully, you can't tell the difference at all!

"This should be the maximum I can do now. To make the fonts more dynamic and more aesthetic, we can only wait for the next percent of brain development."

In fact, Tao Cheng's current level of calligraphy knowledge is no less than that of famous calligraphers.

If he can control his hands perfectly, he believes he can write amazing works.

It's just that this stereotyped print should be enough for the Chinese and English exams tomorrow and the day after tomorrow...

Chapter [-] I just want full marks in the test

Three-school joint examination.

The first morning was a language test.

In the quiet examination room, only the sound of the pen tip on the paper was left.

Every classmate is writing hard, writing like a phoenix...

But Tao Cheng is different.

He writes very slowly, as if he is carving a fine handicraft.

In order to control the unpredictable trembling of the master, Tao Cheng's terrifying brain made a lot of calculations.

Moreover, Tao Cheng is a perfectionist, striving to be precise in every stroke, and does not allow any flaws in his eyes.

Therefore, Tao Cheng's simple strokes in the eyes of others have devoted a lot of effort to him.

So much that Tao Cheng's forehead was written with thin beads of sweat.

……

Monthly exams are usually invigilated by their own teachers.

Pan Shuai paid close attention to the situation in the classroom.

People like Tao Cheng who are national treasures of the school are naturally the objects of his focus.

Seeing Tao Cheng frowning, Pan Shuai couldn't help frowning.

Tao Cheng, who is usually calm and indifferent, why does his expression seem to be a little serious today?