My subject turned into a beautiful girl

Chapter 18 This kid actually has the potential to become an emperor?!

"The village children bully me because I'm old and weak..."

The bell for morning self-study has rung, and in the classroom, under the direction of the Chinese language representative, morning reading is in progress.

However, this voice naturally has nothing to do with common adjectives such as "loud and clear reading" or "powerful and resounding," but it does match the content being recited, sounding really weak and listless.

There's no way around it, that's just how senior year of high school is.

Perhaps because there are so many things related to studying, and so much of it is repetitive, most people eventually find it hard to muster any enthusiasm.

Once school is over, or if there's any activity unrelated to studying, you'll see how energetic this group of people are.

An Yi is doing something related to his studies... To be precise, he has already finished it and is now submitting it to his older brother for review.

Xia Qing took the draft paper that An Yi handed her. It contained the solution steps and answers to several questions that she had drawn for An Yi in the "53" textbook before the morning reading began.

She drew a conclusion after only a quick glance.

"You actually finished learning it!"

After Xia Qing finished speaking, she looked at An Yi. Her gaze was no longer that of someone watching a monkey evolve into a human, but rather someone observing a human who had completed an evolution in a short period of time...

Well, there isn't much of a fundamental difference between the two; it's just a transition from "when evolving" to "when evolution is complete." The main reason she was surprised was that An Yi's "total evolution time" was ridiculously short.

"This should be considered a mutation, right?" Xia Qing muttered.

"Big brother, please don't arbitrarily disqualify me from being a human!"

An Yi raised a small protest, while shifting her squatting position slightly uneasy.

Since Zhou Yingshuang had already returned to class, and it was morning reading time, Xia Qing naturally couldn't switch seats with An Yi's deskmate and good friend, so she sat in her own seat. An Yi had come over with his answers after finishing his work and was now squatting next to Xia Qing, looking quite like the "top double-flower red stick under the big brother's command."

As for why he didn't stand up? Of course, it's because he didn't want to attract too much attention! Everyone in the classroom was sitting and reading aloud, and it would be too conspicuous for him to be the only one standing.

Although An Yi has developed some resistance to being stared at by multiple eyes, the "sixth sense of being watched" he has cultivated over the years will not disappear so quickly, and he will still feel uncomfortable.

Just like now, even when he was squatting down and talking to his older brother, he could always feel several gazes coming from the surroundings from time to time... One of them, coming from behind, was particularly persistent and strong, almost making his scalp tingle.

However, since An Yi was already managing to hold off the attack, she didn't bother to turn around and see who it was. Right now, the priority was to finish her business and return to her seat.

"It would be very difficult for an ordinary person to do something like this," Xia Qing said firmly, shaking her head.

Her talent in mathematics is an unknown quantity. The level she has reached through self-study is currently unknown to anyone except herself. Even her parents only have a vague idea of ​​how high she has reached.

But it was precisely because of this that she clearly understood how difficult it would be for An Yi to accomplish this task, given the level of performance she had shown before the end of her evening self-study session last night.

In most cases, problem-solving doesn't actually have much to do with calculation. It mainly tests your grasp of the knowledge points, your problem-solving strategies, and your problem-solving methods... after all, not everyone is a human calculator!

An Yi's sensitivity to calculation can certainly help him solve many problems, but problem-solving strategies and methods either rely on extensive training to memorize or on "feeling," that is, talent.

Last night, before the end of evening self-study, An Yi clearly did not have this talent, nor did he have the memory that came from corresponding training.

Solving this problem isn't difficult; it just requires putting in the effort and time.

But after one night, things changed!

How many hours could he have studied in just one night? Judging from his energetic appearance, he doesn't seem to have stayed up all night, so it's probably only two or three hours at most!

In such a short time, it's unlikely that he could have trained and memorized all the problem-solving methods and approaches, so it's highly probable that he relied on "feeling"... The question is, where did he get this talent? He didn't have it before, did he?

Is this a "fallen genius" or a "genius pretending to be asleep"? How can someone recover so quickly?

Xia Qing, who was rarely surprised, couldn't help but start to let her thoughts wander for a moment. She wondered if An Yi was actually the kind of idealistic sword cultivator that is common in novels.

You're the kind of weakling who was originally just a roadside item with a combat power of only 5 points, but when he saw the wooden sword he used to have as a child, his combat power increased by 5 points. Suddenly, his inner demons dissipated and he had an epiphany, so he gained another 5 points, and his combat power became 5^5^5... The way you increased your combat power seems a bit off, doesn't it?

An Yi knew, of course, that his jokes wouldn't fool Xia Qing, but he hadn't intended to hide it anyway, so he repeated the reasons he had given his good friend the night before.

"Brother, mutations and all that stuff are too Western. I think my situation is more in line with Chinese concepts. Do you think it's possible that I accidentally unlocked my Ren and Du meridians?"

"Opening up the Ren and Du meridians usually involves a fortuitous encounter. Did you meet an old man who imparted his skills to you, or did you accidentally ingest some divine treasure?"

Upon hearing this, An Yi froze on the spot.

The content of those words alone wouldn't have elicited such a strong reaction from him. The main reason he froze was that the person who spoke wasn't Xia Qing!

The voice came from his side and behind...

At the same time, An Yi finally noticed that the sound of morning reading had become unusually strong and orderly. This made his heart skip a beat, and the sliver of hope he had just felt vanished.

Anyone who frequently attends or used to attend school knows that if your best buddies, who were chatting and joking around, suddenly become unusually serious, or if the whole class goes from a chaotic state to an orderly one, there's generally only one possibility—

Time to fight the boss.

For An Yi and his class, this BOSS should generally be respectfully referred to as...

"The boss?"

An Yi felt his voice tremble slightly. He carefully turned his head and found that it was indeed Boss Crab. He had appeared behind him at some point, half-bent over, looking like he was listening attentively to the conversation.

That was terrifying!

An Yi subconsciously turned his head back, intending to imitate the ostrich, but unfortunately there wasn't a handful of sand in front of him enough to bury his head in, and the crab boss's claws, as always, accurately and quickly clamped onto the back of his collar.

Fortunately, the eldest brother finally intervened in time and saved the younger brother.

"Boss! Good morning. Perfect timing, I have something I'd like to discuss with you about An Yi."

As Xia Qing spoke, she noticed the gazes that the other people in the classroom couldn't help but look at her, so she stood up.

"Shall we go outside to talk?"

"OK."

The crab boss learned about An Yi's "public display of power" from the teacher on duty yesterday. He rushed over early this morning partly to find out what was going on... Now that he happened to be there, he naturally agreed.

"Xia Qing is very trustworthy. With that, we should have a pretty clear understanding of the situation..."

The crab owner thought to himself.

A moment later...

The crab shop owner couldn't help but scratch his buzz cut. For a moment, he didn't know whether to continue to trust Xia Qing or to raise questions based on the facts.

The main problem is that this fact is just too...unbelievable!

The crab shop owner looked at An Yi. This student's grades had always hovered in the lower middle range, and he was rarely on the list, whether it was for good or bad news, so he was just an ordinary student who never really stood out...

This child actually possesses the potential to become an emperor?!

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