Zhang Zhaomu quickly realized the crux of the problem.
The " Academic Ace " persona doesn't seem to grant them knowledge they haven't learned out of thin air; with their existing knowledge base, they still can't understand formulas they don't already know.
In Zhang Zhaomu's mind, Chen Zhenzhen, who had been completely submissive, suddenly sprang up, grabbed the report card from his hand, glanced at it, and revealed a contemptuous expression. "I thought you could really ride on my head, but it turns out you're still a poor elementary school student!"
Then he stomped on his face, cackling maliciously, "A salted fish trying to turn over? A loser like you only deserves to lick my feet!"
Hold!
Zhang Zhaomu shook her head, dismissing this absurd fantasy.
Since things have come to this, let's save the big boss of math for later.
He closed his math book and pulled out a brand-new Chinese textbook.
Now I understand it, so all I can do is memorize it, right?
"When the First Emperor came to power, he built upon the accumulated achievements of six generations, wielded his long-term strategies to govern the world, annexed the two Zhou dynasties and destroyed the feudal lords, ascended to the supreme position and controlled the six directions, wielding the whip to punish the world..."
As Zhang Zhaomu recited the text, she felt her chaotic thoughts gradually disappear, and she became focused as she had never been before.
After reading it several times, Zhang Zhaomu closed the book and found that the content of the text was still clearly etched in his mind.
"It seems like... I remember everything?"
Zhang Zhaomu was a little unsure, so he silently recited it once, then looked through the textbook again, and indeed it was word for word.
"Holy crap! Memorizing texts isn't that hard, my memory is pretty amazing!"
He wasn't sure if this was an advantage of his " Academic Ace " persona or if he simply had a good memory, since he'd never studied so diligently before.
But the ease with which Zhang Zhaomu memorized the text gave him a sense of fulfillment and accomplishment he had never experienced before.
"It seems that studying isn't so difficult after all."
This time, however, it wasn't the influence of the " Academic Ace " persona, but rather Zhang Zhaomu herself who started to feel that way.
If learning is easy, who would want to be a poor student?
"Although it's impossible to reach the top of the grade overnight, the feeling of learning slowly and making progress little by little is also good."
"Besides, I'm a humanities student, and most of my subjects only require memorizing a lot of knowledge points."
"As for English grammar and math formulas... go back and find your first-year high school textbook, start relearning from the parts you understand. If that doesn't work, ask Chen Zhen to tutor me; I should be able to catch up."
Zhang Zhaomu quickly formulated a study plan and then began to focus intently on her studies with great enthusiasm.
Naturally, in this state, he was completely unaware of the surprised glances he received from the other students in the classroom from time to time.
"The class monitor didn't sleep or use his phone during morning self-study this day?"
"Has something happened to him? He's actually reciting a text."
"Maybe he was rejected by Duan Chan'er? After all, Duan Chan'er is quite skilled in literature. When the two of them chatted, the class monitor realized that he and Duan Chan'er had nothing in common, so he decided to start studying Chinese hard?"
"Reasonable!"
"I'm devastated! Even someone like the class monitor is willing to study hard for love, so what reason do I have to keep slacking off? Tonight I'm going to the art studio and painting two sets of still life sketches!"
"I'm not saying anything more, I'm going to the dance studio for three hours tonight!"
"I can't wait until tonight! I'm starting to warm up my voice now!"
"We're on the same side, please stop howling!"
The girls' reactions naturally leaned towards gossip and rumors, while the opinions of the sports students who got in through connections were quite different.
"He's just showing off!" Kang Hao declared bluntly, "Look at him, he's not seriously memorizing his lessons at all, he's clearly just coming up with this new trick to attract the attention of the girls in our class."
"Who doesn't know Zhang Zhaomu is a complete academic failure, his grades are even worse than ours," Xu Xiujie said disdainfully. "As for his claim of wanting to have something in common with Duan Chan'er? Anyone who believes that will never believe it! Even if he ate his entire Chinese textbook, he still wouldn't be a hair's breadth behind Duan Chan'er's literary skills."
"Actually, I can understand the class monitor," another physical education student said. "I've also had a sudden urge to study hard, although it only lasted for half a class. But at that time, I was truly full of positive energy."
His tone still held a hint of nostalgia.
"It's like nobody hasn't done it before! Last time I suddenly felt incredibly motivated, I persisted for a whole half day!"
"Hey, that's it? I lasted three days!"
"How many days do you think Zhang Zhaomu can hold out?" Xu Xiujie said with a wicked grin.
"I'd say his willpower is amazing that he even managed to get through this morning self-study session." Kang Hao scoffed.
"I think half a day shouldn't be a problem," Xu Xiujie said. "He loves to show off so much, he definitely doesn't want to give up too early and become a laughingstock."
"Then I'll guess for two days."
I'll guess one day!
"Okay, whoever guesses closest wins!" Xu Xiujie said.
"What's the stake?" Kang Hao asked.
"The winner, everyone else should wash his socks once," Xu Xiujie said.
"Holy crap! They're going this big?" Everyone's faces immediately showed horror.
The socks worn by physical education students... the unpleasant feeling is something even the person experiencing it doesn't want to recall.
"What? You don't dare?" Xu Xiujie provoked.
"Let's gamble! Fortune favors the bold, I bet he can hold out for three days!"
"Then you're definitely going to lose. Remember to wash your socks thoroughly by hand!"
The morning self-study period passed in the blink of an eye.
Zhang Zhaomu didn't notice the bell ringing for the end of class at all, and remained sitting steadily in his seat. The feeling of knowledge entering his brain without resistance and settling down there was really great and irresistible.
Xiang Qing was sitting next to her, had been silently observing her throughout the entire morning self-study session.
When Zhang Zhaomu first arrived at the classroom, she wanted to greet him, but found that he opened his textbook without saying a word.
At first, Xiang Qing thought Zhang Zhaomu was just having a whim, so she didn't bother him. Unexpectedly, he immediately entered a state of intense study.
That level of focus absolutely cannot be faked!
"Why did Zhang Zhaomu suddenly start studying so hard? Just before we chatted, he confidently said he absolutely didn't want to study or anything like that..."
Xiang Qing was completely bewildered and couldn't understand the boy's behavior at all.
"Although studying is a good thing, I should be happy for him."
"But..."
Xiang Qing pouted slightly.
I really want to talk to him! I want to share with him all the little things that happened after I came home this week, and I want to tell him that I practiced my speech in front of the mirror for a long time, so that I can talk to him more freely.
Then, I also felt a bit like I needed to go to the bathroom...
But Zhang Zhaomu was so focused on his studies that Xiang Qing was afraid that the sound of her getting up and dragging the chair would interrupt his thoughts.
Never mind, it's okay to just bear with it for a little while.