A genius? I just love studying.

Chapter 57 Class 7 Geniuses Grow Up

It was an ordinary class, and both the teacher and the students had mixed feelings.

Chen Hui also closed the book "Abstract Algebra" in front of him. His mind was full of various groups: subgroups, quotient groups, cyclic groups, permutation groups...

According to the learning route designed for him by Zhang Anguo, he had already learned elementary number theory and linear algebra, and then began to study abstract algebra.

Congruence, using the properties of congruence to determine whether an equation has integer solutions, the Chinese remainder theorem, whether a polynomial is reducible, the properties of primitive roots and quadratic remainders, etc., are all involved in abstract algebra. If you study abstract algebra without learning elementary number theory, you may get half the result with twice the effort.

Moreover, concepts such as groups, homomorphisms, and the fundamental theorem of homomorphisms are all very simple, but it is difficult to use them well. If you only know the definitions but not the meaning and background, even if you have learned abstraction, it is the same as not learning it at all.

However, with Chen Hui's current insight, learning is not difficult, and his progress is even amazing. At this rate, he can finish learning the more than ten textbooks prepared for him by Zhang Anguo before the Barbaria competition.

Jingle Bell……

Soon, the bell rang again, and the Chinese teacher Wei Chenyang walked into the classroom with brisk steps, his long hair fluttering unruly behind his head.

"Today I will tell you a poem by Liu Yuxi."

When the bell stopped ringing, Wei Chenyang threw his textbook onto the desk, walked down the platform in a leisurely manner, walked into the aisle, and began to recite, shaking his head, "A desolate land of Bashan and Chushui, abandoned for twenty-three years..."

"A thousand sails pass by the side of the sinking boat, and a thousand trees spring ahead of the sick tree."

"Today I will listen to your song and drink a glass of wine to refresh my spirits."

After a pause to reflect on the poem, Wei Chenyang spoke again, "What do you think after listening to this poem?"

He always does this when he talks about poetry. He does not explain the poem to the students first, but lets the students purely feel the charm of the poem first.

"Liang Peixuan, tell me."

Wei Chenyang turned around and looked at Liang Peixuan in the third row, and then he saw Chen Hui who was studying abstract algebra.

Frowning slightly.

He knew that Chen Hui was very talented in mathematics, but he felt that as a Chinese, life would be too boring if he could not experience the charm of poetry.

"I read the poet's sorrow and optimism!"

Liang Peixuan had no idea what Wei Chenyang was thinking, so he answered seriously, "The poet was a talented young man, but he wasted twenty-three years in a desolate place like the Bashan and Chushui Rivers. Yet, he didn't harbor resentment. Instead, he said, 'A thousand sails pass by the side of the sunken boat, and thousands of trees bloom in front of the dead tree.' This open-minded spirit is worth learning from."

"Ah."

Wei Chenyang nodded. He was quite satisfied with Liang Peixuan's answer.

However, he was very dissatisfied with the behavior of some classmates.

"Chen Hui, what do you think?"

Chen Hui sighed in his heart. He was interrupted again just as he entered the learning state, but he still stood up.

It is true that people are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being fat. When he was a poor student before, no teacher would care even if he slept in class. But now it is different. After winning the provincial first place in the mathematics competition, the teachers seem to have set their sights on him.

"What I see is the poet's madness!"

He knew that if he didn't come up with something unusual, it would be difficult to have peace in the future.

"Oh?"

Wei Chenyang stared at Chen Hui with interest, waiting for what to say next.

"If you only read this poem, you might only see the poet's resentment about his own situation and his open-mindedness about the future. But if you get to know Liu Yuxi in depth and then read this poem again, all you see is madness!"

Chen Hui knew that his remarks were quite arrogant, but these were his true opinions.

In order to quickly improve his Chinese proficiency to level 2, he has also read a lot of extracurricular books in Chinese class these days.

With his current insight and memory, he can read extracurricular books very quickly, although it has not reached the level of quantum speed reading. He has done a lot of extracurricular reading these days.

"This poem was written by him in reply to Bai Juyi when he and Bai Juyi first met in Yangzhou. Bai Juyi first gave him a poem: 'Pour me some wine, and I'll sing with you while we chopsticks and beat the plate. You are called a national poet in vain, and fate can do nothing about it. I look up and see the scenery is so lonely, and I am wasting my time alone in the court. I also know that my talent and reputation should be reduced, but twenty-three years is too much.'

Bai Juyi felt sorry for him, but he didn't care at all. 'A thousand sails pass by the side of the sunken boat, and a thousand trees bloom in front of the dead tree.' He was saying, although I am a sunken boat, although I am a dead tree, I still stand tall. I am still alive and can still see new boats and new buds. But those enemies of the past are no longer here!

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Li Hai stared at the textbook, question marks popping up in his head again.

He couldn't understand the meaning even if he ate the book, and even thought that Chen Hui might have become stupid because of studying mathematics.

But he didn't laugh this time. He had learned a lesson from the painful experience in the last class.

Not only Li Hai, many classmates also felt that it was a bit outrageous.

Sure enough, geography was probably just a coincidence, but when it came to Chinese, Chen Hui started talking nonsense.

However, Wei Chenyang did not correct Chen Hui. Instead, he frowned for a moment and said, "It's a bit far-fetched, but it may not be unreasonable."

"So who do you think is more crazy, Liu Yuxi or Li Bai?"

He no longer had the intention of making things difficult for Chen Hui, but Chen Hui's answer piqued his interest. Now, he was more like asking questions while discussing with a like-minded friend.

"Of course it's Liu Yuxi who's crazy!"

Chen Hui said without hesitation, "Li Bai's madness is known to others after reading his poems, while Liu Yuxi's madness seems ordinary to outsiders, but it makes those who know him break out in cold sweats after reading it."

"I think you are the craziest!" Li Hai muttered silently. He no longer understood what Chen Hui was saying.

"Tell me more about it."

Wei Chenyang, however, became increasingly intrigued. A Chinese language graduate, he had a passionate love for poetry. He admired Li Bai, but Liu Yuxi was even more admired. While many admired Li Bai, it was difficult to find a true admirer of Liu Yuxi. "This poem, 'Reply to Yue Tian for a Gift Received at the First Meeting in Yangzhou,' was written on Liu Yuxi's way back to Beijing after his second banishment. So why was he demoted twice?"

Chen Hui was also very excited to talk. He had not felt the joy of learning before, but as his insight improved, he found that no matter whether it was Chinese, mathematics, English or geography, as long as he really studied, there was endless fun hidden in it.

"The first time he was demoted was because he presided over the Yongzhen Reform, which was counterattacked by the feudal lords and eunuchs. The reform failed and he was demoted.

It was not until ten years later that he was recalled to Chang'an. At this time, the officialdom in Chang'an was still full of his former political enemies. At this time, he wrote "Peach Blossoms in Xuandu Temple"

The purple roads and red dust blow against my face, and everyone says they want to go see the flowers.

There are thousands of peach trees in Xuandu Temple, all planted after Liu Lang left.

Chen Hui asked himself and answered, "If you don't understand the inner meaning of this poem, you might think it's unremarkable, but if you read it carefully, you will understand that his meaning is, I see that all the ministers in the court are rotten wood (peach trees). When I was a high-ranking official, you were nothing. You were only promoted after I left (all of you are rotten wood after Liu Lang left)!"

"Fuck!"

"So Liu Yuxi is really that arrogant. My impression of him is still stuck on 'This is a humble room, yet my virtue is fragrant.'"

"This is a humble room, yet my virtue is fragrant. How can I not be mad? Confucius' original words were 'If a gentleman lives in it, what is there to be humble about?' What does that mean?
The house is a shabby one, but I am awesome!"

"Why do I feel my blood boiling? This is too exciting!"

"Biboran!"

There was a commotion in the classroom, and everyone began to discuss passionately. Everyone was already very interested in Chinese class, and Wei Chenyang had asked everyone to have similar discussions before. Many students had a lot of extracurricular knowledge.

Wei Chenyang was pleased to see everyone so interested, but when he looked at Chen Hui, he was still a little surprised.

It is hard to imagine that this guy who studies math in Chinese class every day is so knowledgeable.

However, Chen Hui did not stop and continued, "The powerful people at that time were all scholars. They could naturally understand Liu Yuxi's meaning. So Liu Yuxi wrote this poem in the morning and was banished from the capital in the afternoon.

Then he wandered around in various remote places for fourteen years until his political enemies were either dead or gone, and then he returned to Chang'an.

On the way, he met Bai Juyi, who wrote a poem in praise of Yue Tian, ​​leaving behind a famous line that has been passed down through the ages.

But after returning to Chang'an, he went to Xuandu to see the peach blossoms again.

As usual, he wrote another poem,

Half of the hundred-acre garden is covered with moss, the peach blossoms have all gone and the cauliflowers are blooming.

Where did the peach-planting Taoist go? My former lover Liu Lang is here again.

What does that mean?

The peach blossoms have faded, and now the cauliflowers are in full bloom. The peach trees (high officials) have been uprooted, and the Taoist priests who planted them (their patrons) have disappeared. Where are you, all the high-ranking officials who once disgraced me? I, Liu Yuxi, have returned, and you are here to mess with me!

He told everyone with facts that even after fourteen years of hard struggle, he was still the same boy as before, without any change.

This is Liu Yuxi's madness!"

Wei Chenyang was silent. It seemed that this guy’s literary literacy really didn’t require him to take his Chinese class. However, how many points did he get in the Yuwen exam last semester?

80?

He was puzzled.

The classmates were also silent. The guy standing there was too dazzling.

"Okay, sit down."

Wei Chenyang savored it for a long time before raising his hand, then returned to the podium and continued today's class.

"Xiu'er, please sit down!"

Li Hai cursed in his heart.

Does anyone still remember that two months ago, this guy was still at the bottom of the class?

In the following Chinese class, many students were distracted and did not listen to the lecture seriously. Some even looked directly at Chen Hui and fell into deep thought.

“Is it really so effective to accumulate strength over time?”

Sure enough, after this incident, Wei Chenyang no longer made things difficult for Chen Hui and allowed Chen Hui to learn mathematics in Chinese class.

Of course, no one followed Chen Hui.

Everyone understands that if you want to learn math in Chinese class, you must first have the ability of Chen Hui.

The geography and Chinese teachers were not the end of the story. After that, teachers of various subjects also complained about Chen Hui learning mathematics in their classes. Poor students can achieve classroom freedom, but how can the top students be the same as the poor students?

So, the history teacher asked, "In 1993, the national grain crop planting area was 11050.9 million hectares, a decrease of 1007.8 million hectares from 1978. The total retail sales of rural social commodities reached 6417 billion yuan, a 6.9-fold increase from 1978. What is the main reason for this phenomenon?"

The biology teacher asked: "An animal has the genotype Aa. If an A on one chromatid and an a on another chromatid exchange during the tetrad stage in a cell of that animal, when do the sister chromatids typically separate, causing the alleles A and a to enter different cells?"

The physics teacher asked...

The chemistry teacher asked...

But when Chen Hui solved these problems one by one, the teachers suddenly realized that this little guy seemed to be talented in more than just mathematics.

Chen Hui finally regained the peace he wanted.

(End of this chapter)