After class, Wang Dahai and the others rushed over and shouted, "Boss, boss, it's so awesome! Why do you know everything, just like reading a book?"

I said modestly: "It's a coincidence. I happened to see the book about King Zhuang of Chu two days ago, so I still remember it."

"That's amazing, you can record it after reading it. I won't be able to do it if I wasn't there. Su Xiaohong said.

Actually, I haven't said that I have memorized almost the entire history of China. Now my brain power is really scary. I have read many books and then I have taken root in my mind. Why didn't I bump it earlier? In that case, I will go to Tsinghua University and Peking University.

I was still unwilling to accept it. When I glanced at An Ruobing, who was sitting in the front row, got up with her backpack on her back, I seemed to have a look at me accidentally and smiled faintly.

Maybe it was my illusion that I always felt something in her eyes.

At this time, I saw a few more girls and ran to me to praise them. Xue Jianan, Dong Xue and the others were among them. Since I invited them to dinner last time, I felt much closer and I was much more enthusiastic when I greeted them.

Su Xiaohong was still very eye-catching. When she saw them coming, she took the opportunity to pull them aside and whispered something. After hearing this, the two beauties looked at each other shyly, then looked at me at the same time, and nodded at the same time. Then Su Xiaohong said, "Is that agreed?"

Both beauties nodded again and went back.

Su Xiaohong immediately passed a ok gesture to Wang Dahai and me.

We know that these two beauties have agreed.

While Wang Dahai was happy, he ran over and asked Su Xiaohong to talk to Ruan Jia and An Ruobing. Su Xiaohong hesitated for a moment, and under the cowardly nature of Wang Dahai and Li Xiaole, he gritted his teeth and ran out of the door.

We all know that Su Xiaohong's ruthlessness comes from An Ruobing. Ruan Jiaren is a very good temper and laughs whenever she sees. It should be difficult for Su Xiaohong to be. But An Ruobing is different, because An Ruobing always gives people a feeling that she is thousands of miles away from others. Although she often smiles, that kind of smile always makes people feel that she is a character on the clouds, and unconsciously makes people gradually become filthy.

Not long after, Su Xiaohong came back and said that Ruan Jia agreed after he tried to force her. But An Ruobing said that she would think about it and would reply to him if she went.

This result was also expected. I think An Ruobing would not go there, so I just said that, just a tactful rejection. I didn't take it seriously either.

The next class was a general history course or a big class, and I didn't feel at ease. I said hello to Wang Dahai and the others to sign in, so I ran to the library myself.

Watching me walking towards the library, Su Xiaohong said, "You think Brother Yong likes to go to the library more and more? He basically goes there when he has nothing to do."

"Then you need to say, there must be beautiful women inside." Wang Dahai opened his mouth and gave a positive guess, which made the three of them laugh.

I came to the library not to find beautiful women, but to look for a few military books. I thought I was in a dream and was going to be in troubled times, so I had to be a little prepared. If I really started a war one day, it would be okay to know a little.

When I arrived at the library, I went straight to classical books. With my good eyesight, I quickly found some military books.

"The Art of War" and "Thirty-Six Strategies" are indispensable, as well as "Li Weigong's Questions", "Sima Fa", "Wei Liaozi", "Six Strategies", "Three Strategies" and "Wuzi's Art of War". Anyway, I have won all the famous and unfamous books in the seven books of the Wu Jing.

I have been a regular class here this time, and I don’t say how I come here frequently. Every time I come, I don’t get one or two books at a time like other classmates, and I don’t change them once every few days. But I always weigh one pile, and sometimes I change a few piles a day.

When the librarian saw me, he used strange eyes. I seemed to know what he was thinking: This guy can really pretend to be, take so many books every day, pretending to be a bookworm to attract beautiful women. Can you read it?

When I was picking up the book again this time, he stared at me again and said clearly: I am addicted to pretending, but I am getting more and more excited.

After I took the book, I came to the seat near the old book that I found for the first time. In fact, I have read and remembered the books nearby several times, and I have almost finished tearing them all, and I have never found any similarities again.

I know that kind of books will never appear again, but I still like to sit here. I like it purely, not for anything else. If I have to find a reason, it is to not attract attention.

Sitting here is actually not arousing people's attention, let alone a beautiful woman's attention.

Because I read books differently from others. Others read books word by word, and sometimes I have three or five elements at a glance, but I look at two pictures at a glance, just like I flipped the books directly, and I flipped them with both hands and express them. It is like the kind that is addicted to the coin, and sometimes I find it ridiculous.

Maybe others will laugh at me for pretending to be too much, just like the librarian who looked at me, but I know that it is because my eyesight and memory are too scary.

From the initial one-picture two or three lines to ten lines, then to twenty and thirty lines, then to one, it rose to two more books a month ago, and even three books were arranged at a time, turning them around. This is also because I reached the limit, otherwise I could increase it again, if I had the ability to see through.

As long as these books can reach my sight, every sentence, every word, even punctuation and page number can be deeply imprinted in my mind.

It is really the kind of printing. I can recite it like a book whenever I think of it or when someone asks questions at any time, just like turning a book.

I also put three of these books in front of me today, and then I read them in two hands, and the time was less than one-fifth of a second.

This is the case where I try not to influence others. If I were not afraid of the sound of turning pages that would disturb others, I would turn it faster.

I know that in addition to those who are good at reading, most of them really love reading. People who love reading do not like any miscellaneous influence.

Just like when I heard the sound of music just now, it would affect me a little bit. Fortunately, the music is OK, and the tune is very unusual, which is relatively alternative, but it is quite nice.

I don’t know how long it took, but I finished reading nearly twenty books in front of me, but today these books are different from what I used to read.

I finished reading it and remember it all. But I didn’t understand it all at once like before.

I have also encountered this situation, which is when reading books such as the Book of Changes, numerology and psychology.

You can understand the fonts on the surface, but these books are not something you can simply understand, or your understanding is getting closer and deeper. After reading the first layer, there will be something deeper for you to understand, and when you go to the second layer, there will be a third layer, the fourth layer or even more layers waiting for you. Just like you have a step forward, your vision will be wider and wider, and the higher you are on your way, your vision will be further...

I know this is a gradual progression of thinking. If you go deeper into the next level, your thinking and insights will be different. You will see deeper, think more carefully, and think more quickly...

Just like Sun Tzu's Art of War, this is actually a book that everyone is familiar with. There are many books that few people have read. I read it in junior high school, but now I have different opinions, cognition and understanding.

So, after I read all these books three times in the usual pattern, I decided to read them one by one, word by word.

When I looked closely, I suddenly felt that the villain in my mind became active. This time, nine villains appeared all of them. These were all villains. They were all together, either divided into opposite parties, evolved into different roles, or performed different postures, and interpreted the contents of the book with physical entities.

Looking at the book in my eyes and looking at the villain in my heart, I couldn't help but feel fascinated by reading it...

When I was in a state of inability to extricate myself, I suddenly found someone touched me.

I couldn't help but be stunned, and my thoughts returned to reality from my mind.

When I turned around, I saw a quiet and quiet lake, my eyes were crystal clear, and my beautiful face was like the moon striking the cold river. The face was as beautiful as snow, as bright white jade, and light red, as fresh and tender as a vermilion gauze.

"Yeah, why is An Ruobing classmate? When did you come?"

I was surprised to see that An Ruobing came to me at some time and was also sitting and reading.

An Ruobing smiled faintly and looked at me for a while before saying, "I've been here for an hour. I don't know if you really didn't see it or pretend you didn't see it."

"Oh, is that right? I really don't know. If I had known, I would have greeted you." My words were absolutely true.

Although An Ruobing’s beauty is cold, it is enough to make people nervous. No man can ignore her existence. I didn’t see it just now, it is definitely true.

"What books are you reading? Ha, it turns out they are these books. Yin is within Yang, not the opposite of Yang!"

"Wow, it turns out that classmate An has read it too, ha, Thirty-six Strategies. Few girls like to read these books. I thought you only love reading romance novels." When I heard An Ruobing read the book cover, he could recite the opening content of Thirty-six Strategies. It seems that he had read this book.

"You are talking about ordinary girls, but I prefer to read mystery and detective novels."

"For example, the Sherlock Holmes Detectives." I caught a glimpse of a book that An Ruobing was pressing at his hand, and from one corner I recognized it was the Sherlock Holmes Detectives.

"Ha, his eyesight is quite good. It's good. I feel that he is still very meticulous, able to observe in detail, and can verify it with a variety of experiments, and has strong logical reasoning skills. Especially from cases where there is no trace of no continuation, he can use the ability to treat others with his own way..."

"Ha, you are talking about the case of Five Orange Cores. Yes, the Sherlock Holmes described by Conan Doyle does have the ability to meticulously be more meticulous and reason than ordinary people." I said casually.

"Wow, no, you will know which case it is just a casual word?" An Ruobing immediately said in surprise when he saw me telling me which case it was.

Seeing her extremely rare appearance of surprise, I couldn't help but feel relieved. On a whim, I said with a slight show of excitement: "If I said this is 189 pages, would you be even more surprised?"

"Ah, no, do you know which page you know?" An Ruobing was a little disbelief and was about to turn over the Sherlock Holmes detectives in his hand. When he turned it over, he sneered, "Ha, I almost got called by you. I thought it was really 189 pages. I don't believe that anyone can remember the page number. See, this page is not five orange cores..." An Ruobing looked like a rare winner and wanted to show it to me, but when he saw that I pointed out with a point, there was another Sherlock Holmes detectives there, An Ruobing immediately had a fixed version.

Then she pushed the seat open at a super fast speed, headed straight to the bookshelf more than ten meters away, then quickly took out the detective collection and turned directly to page 189. Then she screamed: "Ah!"
Chapter completed!