Suye deliberately reduced these people's workload, then began teaching them some learning methods and cultivating their ability to learn.
The appearance of the Slow Class drew ridicule from most people. However, the students in the Slow Class really did seem like idiots. They did not care, simply working hard to memorize knowledge, learn methods, and develop their abilities.
Suye watched the Slow Class students' reactions with a smile.
Many people did not realize that this kind of effort and perseverance was also a talent.
It was just that their starting point was lower, and they needed to accumulate slow variables over a long period.
Without proper intervention, most of these people would be forced to interrupt their growth for various reasons.
Only a very few lucky ones would discover a certain method or develop a certain ability, and then soar to the heavens.
But now, Suye intended to prevent the growth of these slow geniuses from being interrupted.
Suye knew that these slow geniuses might never become Aristotle in their entire lives, but each of them would become someone Aristotle needed.
Under the night sky, Suye looked toward the three silent cities, at the people sleeping in the dormitories, and at those who were studying.
Anyone could become a slow genius.
It was just that not everyone was lucky enough to be born in an environment that nurtured slow geniuses.
These more than one hundred people who had worked hard and persevered from the very beginning might have been lucky, or it might have been a coincidence, but in the end, they had exchanged their effort and perseverance for an excellent environment.
The Slow Genius Class would exist forever.
Anyone who figured things out in the days to come, even if they had not entered this Slow Genius Class, would