After taking the advice, I became a top student.

True geniuses don't need to be paid special attention to.

Just by standing there, they stand out from the crowd, like cranes among chickens.

These twenty or so students from No. 7 Middle School are undoubtedly top students among top students, but the admiration and envy in their eyes when they look at the boy at the front says it all.

"That's Lin Zhiyuan from No. 7 Middle School. He's a sophomore this year. He participated in a winter camp last year and won a gold medal, but unfortunately he almost made it to the national team."

Bai Zhi whispered from the side. After all, she was a veteran of the competition team and naturally knew more. Lin Zhiyuan's deeds were not a secret, and many people in the competition circle knew about them.

The three of them, Tan Yuanguo, looked at Lin Zhiyuan with envy, just like the top students at No. 7 Middle School.

"So strong!"

Chen Mo also looked over, sighing inwardly, but without envy. He was simply excited to be able to compete on the same stage as such a prodigy.

The students from No. 7 Middle School were also sizing them up.

Of course, upon seeing their school uniforms, most of them quickly lost interest in talking to them.

Even those who didn't look away mostly focused their gaze on Bai Zhi.

Only Lin Zhiyuan looked at Chen Mo and raised an eyebrow slightly.

He could sense that there was no awe in the guy's eyes when he looked at him; instead, there was a hint of excitement.

Is this a challenge?

That's interesting!

"Let's talk later."

The two groups didn't interact much. After checking in, Zhou Zhi greeted Huo Chao and then led Chen Mo and his group upstairs.

"You all go back to your rooms and rest for a while. We'll meet in the lobby on the second floor at six o'clock sharp."

After saying goodbye to Chen Mo and the others, Zhou Zhi did not return to his room, but turned around and went downstairs, presumably to meet his friends.

Chen Mo didn't expect that the school, which looked dilapidated, would be so generous, arranging a single room for each of them.

Perhaps it was because they were worried that the students would influence each other.

Chen Mo closed the door, put down his schoolbag, changed into slippers, took out a university physics textbook from his schoolbag, and sat down at his desk.

Although with his current six-dimensional attributes, he can learn any knowledge very quickly, no matter how strong his talent is, he still cannot solve problems without a rich knowledge base.

If you don't even know Newton's second law, you can't know how force changes motion. If you're not even proficient in addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division, you can forget about learning more difficult mathematics. If you don't even know the periodic table, how can you study the reactions between chemical substances?

Because of his current talent, Chen Mo cherishes it even more, so he works even harder to learn new knowledge.

Whenever Chen Mo learns a new concept, he always feels an immense joy.

He felt himself constantly moving forward.

There are many people in this world, and many choices: basic needs, profit, fame, power...

But above all these things, there is something else called wisdom.

People come into this world, but ultimately they will die.

This is the greatest tragedy of being human: no matter how powerful, influential, or arrogant you are, you will die.

So what can people do during this time?

Continuous exploration!

Understanding many things about this world and knowing its rules brings unparalleled joy.

dong dong dong...

Chen Mo, who was engrossed in physics, was awakened by a knock on the door. Bai Zhi, Tan Yuanguo, and the others were already in the corridor.

Bai Zhi looked through the open door and immediately saw the university physics textbook spread out on the desk.

She didn't know what to say at this moment. Could it be that this guy was not only studying physics in front of outsiders, but also studying physics when he was alone?

What on earth is he doing?

Or did he put away the math materials when he knocked on the door?

Bai Zhi couldn't understand it.

Chen Mo had already changed his shoes, walked out of the room, and closed the door.

The six of them got on the elevator together.

Their room was on the fifth floor. As they descended to the third floor, the elevator doors opened, and a crowd of students in the uniforms of No. 7 Middle School stood in front of them.

The two groups of people inside and outside the elevator sized each other up before Lin Zhiyuan walked in first.

"Hello, this is Lin Zhiyuan from Rongcheng No. 7 Middle School."

Lin Zhiyuan actually took the initiative to greet Chen Mo. Just like his status at No. 7 Middle School, outsiders could also tell at a glance that this seemingly youngest guy was the leader of No. 1 Middle School.

"Hello, this is Chen Mo from Rongcheng No.1 Middle School."

With Lin Zhiyuan leading the way, the students from No. 7 Middle School and No. 1 Middle School introduced themselves to each other after getting on the elevator, which made the atmosphere a little more lively.

Ding!

Soon, the elevator arrived at the second floor, and the group was guided by staff to the banquet hall.

The banquet hall was set up as a buffet, with long tables laden with a variety of dishes.

Zhou Zhizheng and Huo Chao, the team leader from No. 7 Middle School, sat in a corner drinking tea and chatting, glancing over from time to time, clearly observing the students' interactions.

"Did your No. 1 High School strike gold this year?"

Huo Chao surveyed the lineup of No. 1 Middle School. With his seasoned eye, how could he not see that the six students from No. 1 Middle School were subtly led by Chen Mo, and it turned out that it was not Bai Zhi, who had won second place in the province last year.

Chen Mo was a new face; his youthful appearance clearly indicated that he was a freshman in high school.

A freshman in the first year of high school actually managed to outperform Bai Zhi. Such a person would barely make it into the competition team at No. 7 High School, but at No. 1 High School, saying he found a treasure is an understatement; to put it bluntly, he just got incredibly lucky.

"He's a promising talent."

Zhou Zhi didn't hide anything either. In his opinion, there was nothing to hide. The Seventh Middle School was full of experts, and they wouldn't even look at his First Middle School's treasure.

"Then this year's provincial competition is going to be interesting."

Huo Chao also became somewhat interested. "You're here for the winter camp?"

"Let's talk about it in two years. Let's bring him here to broaden his horizons this year."

Zhou Zhi shook his head with a wry smile. "Look at this, this is what No. 7 Middle School is like. They're always having winter camps, making it seem like anyone can get into one."

"Wow, it seems your No. 1 High School has really developed. You even have students who can get into winter camp."

At this moment, a middle-aged man walked over and sat down next to the two of them.

"None of your business."

Looking at the newcomer, Huo Chao was unceremonious. No. 4 Middle School and No. 7 Middle School were originally rivals. Back then, the two schools had a big conflict over a competition genius. Now that they met, it was naturally a clash of titans.

"Tsk tsk."

Deng Rui clicked his tongue. "Some people just have no manners."

As time went by, more and more teachers gathered in this circle. Hearing the conversation between Zhou Zhi and Huo Chao, one of the teachers looked around at the six students from No. 1 Middle School with his eyes darting around.

He is the team leader from No. 2 Middle School.

No. 1 Middle School and No. 2 Middle School have always been mid-tier high schools. Being in the same ecological niche, they have always been competitors. Now, suddenly hearing that No. 1 Middle School has produced a promising student who can compete in the winter camp, he can't help but pay attention.

Why are you so nervous?

"You actually believe whatever he says?"

A teacher nearby said, half-laughing and half-crying, "They're already incredibly lucky if their school gets a provincial first prize, let alone a winter camp? How is that possible?"

The teacher from No. 2 Middle School thought about it and realized that it made sense. He used the winter camp as an example when he was motivating his students, but he knew that it would be difficult for his students to even get a provincial first prize.

The quality of students at No. 1 Middle School and No. 2 Middle School is about the same, so how could a genius suddenly emerge who can get into the winter camp?

He was too nervous.