Da Vinci, Newton, Einstein, Yang Zhenning, Zhu Juntang, Shangguan Dandan, Zhou Shuling, Zhou Dongdong, and the rest had taught them that confidence could not improve one's ability to learn. Whether one studied well depended mainly on talent, not confidence.
"In the third year, spring, the king's first month, the second month, on the day Jisi, there was an eclipse of the sun. In the third month, on the day Gengwuxu, the Son of Heaven passed away. In summer, the fourth month, on the day Xinmao, the ruler's wife died. In autumn, the son of the Wu clan came to seek burial funds. In the eighth month, on the day Gengchen, Duke He of Song died. In winter, the twelfth month, the Marquis of Qi and the Earl of Zheng formed an alliance at Shimen. On the day Guimo, Duke Mu of Song was buried..."
Shangguan Dandan glanced at Zhou Dongdong's textbook. She was reading the simplest first-grade material, so there was not much to instruct her on. After some thought, Shangguan Dandan recited a passage from the Spring and Autumn Annals to demonstrate her high-level literary guidance skills, though it was not particularly useful for helping a first-grader with her homework.
"Big Sister Dandan, what are you reading?" Zhou Dongdong felt as though she had heard the tightening spell Tang Sanzang recited in Journey to the West.
Thinking that, Zhou Dongdong's textbook fell to the floor. She reached up and clutched her head, because she was little Sun Wukong, and hearing the tightening spell made her head hurt too.
"Something useless... a text many people spend half their lives studying without ever understanding. Last night, I saw a mulberry tree by the vegetable garden wall poking half its head over to look at me. Let's go pick mulberries to eat,"