Everything Liu Guangzheng said was straight from the textbooks. The homeroom teacher had called on him not to test him, but simply to give him a warning.
Liu Guangzheng understood that.
Because the teacher truly meant well for them.
Indeed, on the surface, talent seemed to be the most important thing for becoming a professional. As long as one had it, success was assured. Yet in reality, most people simply did not possess the relevant talent.
As for knowledge reserves, even if youths of this age memorized everything by rote, it would not be of much use. They had to digest, absorb, and understand it before it truly became theirs. Otherwise, it would ultimately remain superficial.
Just like that line of poetry he had thought of earlier: could I be young once more...
Even if a youth memorized it word for word, how could they possibly understand the emotions contained within?!
As for the seemingly cold subjects of physics and mathematics, memorizing formulas was not enough either. One needed to develop a particular kind of logical thinking; only then could it be considered truly digested and absorbed.
Without question, studying was no simple matter. To study the humanities, one needed either talent or life experience. To study the sciences, talent was even more essential.
Thus, for ordinary people, the greatest possibility of becoming a professional lay in faith—or rather, desire.
A desire strong enough could give birth to miracles.
This was the greatest gift the world bestowed upon ordinary people, and the greatest fairness in an unfair world.
But the awakening ritual had one major characteristic: once one passed eighteen, the source of life solidified, and the ritual became ineffective.
Before his rebirth, Liu Guangzheng had been a transmigrator. In this life, he had yearned to become extraordinary from a