I'm a scientist, why can't I have faith?

Under the influence of the power of words, Wang Dong felt that certain parts of his brain had been opened up.

He now has a unique understanding of words.

Not only can one perceive the author's deeper meaning through reading the words on paper, but one can also clearly convey one's own emotions and thoughts through the words.

More importantly, this is a passive voice used throughout the entire language.

In this way, Wang Dongwen's weakness in liberal arts has been half addressed.

If he can also get the [Perception] attribute bonus, then his humanities will experience a qualitative leap.

With the end of the extra classes, senior high school students finally welcomed their winter break.

However, for most people, this is not a rest, but the beginning of another journey.

Because the start of winter break means that half of the senior year of high school is already over.

The battlefield has simply shifted from the school to other places.

An office building in Tiankai District was packed with students.

From elementary school to high school, and even adult training, it covers all age groups.

It's no exaggeration to say that the entire office building, from top to bottom, has been almost entirely taken over by various tutoring institutions.

In a small room on the thirteenth floor of an office building, ten graduating students who are about to take the college entrance examination are preparing for their first class of the winter vacation.

Wang Dong was among them.

Although the class offered comprehensive tutoring, he only enrolled in Chinese and English, yet the cost was a staggering 30,000 yuan, even though it consisted of less than twenty lessons.

Ms. Fang Meili didn't even blink when she paid the fee.

To be honest, Wang Dong was under a lot of pressure.

With such expensive tuition fees, wouldn't it be a huge waste if I didn't learn anything?

Both Chinese and English classes are in the morning, and Wang Dong never expected that he would still have to attend classes at 8 a.m. even during the winter break.

Fortunately, Tianhai City has a well-developed public transportation system, and it takes him less time to get to the office building than to get to school, so he can sleep a little longer than usual.

Two minutes before class started, Wang Dong walked into the classroom right on time.

There's a reason for this timing: it avoids the awkwardness of being in the same space as strangers, and also prevents being late and leaving a bad impression on others.

This was experience he had gained after navigating countless embarrassing situations.

Wang Dong hadn't expected there to be an even more formidable expert.

Logically, I should be the last one to arrive, and then the teacher can start the lesson once all the students have arrived.

Unexpectedly, when I entered the classroom, three experts were nowhere to be found.

Among these three experts is Shangguan Sihan.

I remember Shangguan Sihan wasn't someone who was late...

At exactly eight o'clock, the three of them hurriedly pushed open the door and entered.

"Sorry, teacher, I forgot it's a weekday and got delayed by the morning rush hour."

The three seemed to have arrived together, and the boy in the lead apologized to the teacher on their behalf.

"It's okay, find a seat and we're about to start class."

The Chinese teacher was a young man who looked quite young, with the air of a scholar, but in reality he was over thirty years old, and the years had not left a trace on his face.

"Let's begin the lesson. First, let's have some self-introductions..."

Wang Dong was preparing to concentrate on listening attentively when he suddenly noticed that Shangguan Sihan had sat down next to him.

To avoid troublesome social interactions, Wang Dong deliberately chose a relatively secluded spot in the back row.

There were only two seats here, and he originally thought no one would sit with him, but Shangguan Sihan's appearance completely disrupted his plans.

Wang Dong wasn't a lecherous man, but as a physiologically normal teenage boy, anyone would feel a little uncomfortable sitting next to a girl.

Moreover, it's someone like Shangguan Sihan, who is outstanding in both looks and talent.

He turned to look at Shangguan Sihan, who was attentively listening to the teacher's lecture.

Perhaps it's just a coincidence.

Wang Dong regained his composure and entered a state of flow as he listened to the teacher's explanation on stage.

No wonder he's a teacher who has produced top scorers in the college entrance examination; his approach is indeed quite different.

Although the general outline was not much different from that of school teachers, the approach and methods were refreshing for Wang Dong.

In addition, the passive learning experience of "the power of words" gave Wang Dong a new understanding of the subject of Chinese language and literature.

The words are no longer dry and lifeless, but have been transformed into vivid images.

Originally, it was just a literal understanding, but now we can feel a deeper meaning.

It was as if he had experienced those things himself.

Words inherently have a time lag; without putting yourself in someone else's shoes or having similar experiences, you may never truly understand what the words are trying to express.

But now, the power of words has allowed Wang Dong to skip this process.

In terms of understanding the text itself, he is comparable to the author himself.

If one were not in a hurry, language arts should be the most beautiful subject.

The two-hour class flew by, and Wang Dong had never felt so unsatisfied.

Before English class, there is a half-hour break, which is the most difficult time for Wang Dong.

If he's sitting alone, it's fine; he can just play on his phone and pass the time.

However, Shangguan Sihan is sitting next to him now.

Wang Dong didn't know what Shangguan Sihan was thinking. He felt that it was rather awkward for two acquaintances to sit together without saying anything.

He was about to say something, but when he opened his mouth, he realized that as classmates for two years, and the other person was even the class monitor, he couldn't find anything to say at all.

Or maybe I should just stay silent; I feel like it would be even more awkward if I opened my mouth.

However, to Wang Dong's surprise, Shangguan Sihan spoke first.

"I didn't expect it to really be you, Wang Dong."

"When I added him on WeChat, I felt his profile picture looked familiar."

Wang Dong scratched his head awkwardly.

"I never expected that Gong Zhan would recommend me."

"Wang Dong is indeed special; Gong Zhan speaks highly of you."

Wang Dong never expected that Gong Zhan would evaluate him in this way.

"I'm just an ordinary person."

This was Wang Dong's true thought, after all, without the [Believer System], he would be a complete failure right now.

There was absolutely no chance for them to attend classes with their peers in the classroom now.

However, from a third-person perspective, this is another story.

A student who was always at the bottom of the class suddenly made a stunning comeback after a summer vacation. Although it was only ninth in the grade for a single subject, it was still quite surprising.

Little did he know that this was just the beginning. Not long after, in the placement exam, he barely made it into Class 1 with a score of 42nd in the grade.

I thought that was the end of it, but after two months of reflection, in the recent final exams, the former bottom student has become a top ten student in the grade.

Wang Dong was unaware that his experience had been mythologized and circulated as a legend among the lower classes of Tianhai No. 1 High School.

Countless underachievers drink this bowl of chicken soup for the soul when they want to give up.

There's even a rumor that this mysterious big shot was actually playing dumb, manipulating the score all along to create his own legendary myth.