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One month later, at Xiangfan Experimental Middle School, Class 5, Grade 7.

"Ah Hao! You've changed so much this summer vacation, I almost didn't recognize you just now."

He Zhiyong's eyes swept over Liu Zihao's face, his envious gaze undisguised.

He Zhiyong was Liu Zihao's classmate in elementary school. He was a good student in elementary school and almost got into a key junior high school. It is said that he was only five or six points short.

When they entered junior high school, the two were assigned to sit together.

"Stop talking! This is bad luck. He accidentally hit his forehead and broke it open. He's been at home recovering for the entire summer."

Liu Zihao was speechless. In his memory, He Zhiyong generally didn't like chatting with classmates like him who didn't do well in school.

Even though they were sitting at the same table, He Zhiyong mostly tried to talk to Zhao Yuanyuan across from him.

Now look what's happened! Liu Zihao never imagined he was so charming that he could attract men. As soon as he reported on the news, He Zhiyong started chatting with him endlessly.

The key point is that He Zhiyong was talking about topics he didn't want to discuss in detail.

Left with no other choice, he had to explain.

At this moment, he pulled at the scar on his forehead and pointed it out to He Zhiyong. The scar was very shallow, but you could feel the traces when you touched it.

While he tilted his head to show He Zhiyong, his eyes were searching for Zhao Yuanyuan.

Why hasn't Zhao Yuanyuan reported yet? Hurry up and come to the rescue!

In his previous life, He Zhiyong was a big fan of Zhao Yuanyuan, and Liu Zihao was hoping that Zhao Yuanyuan's arrival would distract He Zhiyong.

"Wow, that's some serious crashing skill! The crashing was so well done!"

He Yong looked at Liu Zihao's face with envy, and raised his hand twice. Liu Zihao felt that this guy had a bit of an urge to hit him.

"Envious? If you're so envious, why don't you go and try your luck?"

Liu Zihao rolled his eyes at him; it was clear that this guy seemed a little tempted.

Is this guy really going to do this? Liu Zihao felt a pang of conscience and quickly reminded him.

"That hit really hurt! I almost passed out from the pain."

After saying that, he started tidying up his desk, not wanting to talk about the topic anymore.

What he said next probably startled He Zhiyong, and he fell into deep thought.

"Looks like he's seriously ill!" Liu Zihao thought to himself.

He had no time to deal with him now; if the kid really wanted to bang his head against the wall, he couldn't stop him.

Suddenly, the noisy classroom fell silent.

Liu Zihao looked up and saw Zhao Yuanyuan walking into the classroom with her head held high and her feet bouncing.

Two ponytails swayed up and down on her head with her steps, and combined with her pretty face, she looked like a proud little fairy who had stepped into the mortal world.

Zhao Yuanyuan has the credentials; Liu Zihao knew her back in elementary school.

She's not only beautiful, but also academically gifted.

If you asked an elementary school teacher to choose a student who could get into a top-tier junior high school, the teacher would definitely choose Zhao Yuanyuan first.

Others might not be confident, but Zhao Yuanyuan certainly is.

Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned.

Of the students in their class, three were admitted to key junior high schools, but Zhao Yuanyuan was not among them.

The reason is simple: Zhao Yuanyuan had a high fever before the unified exam and was unable to take it.

Zhao Yuanyuan can only attend their ordinary middle school now, because their middle school is a children's school and has almost no score requirements.

Zhao Yuanyuan attends their school; to use a popular phrase, she's like a phoenix in distress.

Zhao Yuanyuan walked past the podium toward her seat.

Their classroom has four rows of desks, with two people at each desk.

One row of desks is placed against the south-facing window, two rows of desks are placed side by side in the middle, and one row of desks is placed against the north-facing window.

Each row of desks is separated from the two rows in the middle by an aisle; this is the layout of their classroom.

Zhao Yuanyuan's seat is in the third row, right next to Liu Zihao, so they are essentially sitting at the same table.

However, in order to prevent children from developing strabismus, middle schools have to move their seats horizontally every month, moving one desk at a time.

In other words, next month, they will be separated by an aisle.

Next month, they'll be in opposite directions, one next to the south window and the other next to the north window.

Zhao Yuanyuan found a seat and sat down, but Liu Zihao had no intention of greeting this classmate.

Liu Zihao holds a grudge.

In his previous life, he never provoked Zhao Yuanyuan, only asking her math questions twice, and no one else paid any attention to him.

However, she answered all of He Zhiyong's questions properly.

What's even worse is that when these two are working on math problems, if he doesn't give up his seat, they look at him with disgust, as if he were a pile of shit.

At times like these, he would look at the two of them as if they were flies.

That was how he felt at the time, but now that I think about it, something feels off.

When a fly sees a pile of dung, shouldn't it be excitedly rubbing its hands together?

As he was lost in thought, a soft, sweet female voice came from beside him.

"Hello, classmate! My name is Zhao Yuanyuan."

Liu Zihao was stunned! Zhao Yuanyuan took the initiative to talk to him.

Why was the original script completely changed? Shouldn't Zhao Yuanyuan have ignored him?

Fortunately, he was quick-witted. He turned around, smiled slightly, and said, "Hello! My name is Liu Zihao."

After saying this, he suddenly had an epiphany.

Good looks are everything! No wonder he never had a relationship in his previous life; he matured too late.

Girls these days mature too early. She's only in junior high and she already knows how to care about her appearance.

He knew Zhao Yuanyuan, but Zhao Yuanyuan didn't know him, Liu Zihao.

The reason is simple: they weren't in the same class in elementary school.

He's bad at studying and ugly too, no wonder no one pays him any attention.

Zhao Yuanyuan was surprised to see Liu Zihao's calm demeanor.

From childhood to adulthood, whenever she spoke to boys, she was either flattered or treated with utmost respect.

She had never met anyone as calm as Liu Zihao before.

Zhao Yuanyuan thought for a moment, then said in a serious tone.

"I'm the math class representative. I took an advanced math class during the summer vacation. If there's anything you don't understand, you can ask me then."

After saying that, he straightened his chest as if nothing was wrong, took out his textbook, and started reading.

Liu Zihao was speechless. When did Zhao Yuanyuan become so easy to talk to? She even asked him math questions?

Judging from his appearance, he was incredibly charming and secretly admired his wise decision.

As for the math class representative, haha! His specialty in this life is math; he went to university to prepare for the Mathematical Olympiad.

Mathematical talent? Unless you're a mathematician, everyone else is just waiting to be proven wrong.

While indulging in these fantasies, Liu Zihao remained outwardly calm.

"Okay, let's help each other."

Zhao Yuanyuan remained silent, secretly thinking: This handsome young man is so stubborn. If it weren't for the fact that he's quite good-looking, I wouldn't bother with him at all. I'll show him what I'm capable of during the exam.

Although Zhao Yuanyuan is considered a beauty, she is far inferior to Liu Qinyue from Class 1.

She was the undisputed number one beauty and talented woman in all the junior high schools in Xiangfan City in her previous life.

The crescent moon, so beautiful and refreshing, perfectly describes her.

Of course, she's only in the first year of junior high now, and the little girl hasn't come to the Experimental Middle School yet. She'll transfer here in the second year of junior high.

However, Liu Zihao's horizons have broadened now.

What he remembers now is the bold statement they made when they discussed it together: When we reunite at Jiangnan University, we will undoubtedly be the Four Great Talents of Jiangnan.

If Buddha stands in my way, I will kill him; if demon comes, I will slay him.

Just thinking about it is exciting. Jiangnan University is the gathering center of beautiful women in the whole province.

......

In early July 2001, it was a moment of great surprise for the faculty and staff of the junior high school section of the Experimental Middle School.

In this month's final exams, the student who ranked first was not from Class 1 of Junior High.

Not only was he not in Class 1, but he was also a student in Class 5 of the first year of junior high school, who ranked last when he entered junior high.

Not only did he rank first in the overall score, but he also ranked first in every subject.

Of course, if it's a perfect score, then it's a tie for first place.

This student's name is Liu Zihao. He is not only good at studying, but also handsome, and his smile is particularly charming.

Time flies, and before she knew it, she was in the second year of junior high school. Throughout the year, Zhao Yuanyuan never received a single question from Liu Zihao.

However, Zhao Yuanyuan did something very decisive: she switched seats with He Zhiyong.

In that case, no matter how the seats are rearranged, she will always sit at the same table as Liu Zihao.

In their school, teachers generally don't arrange for students of the opposite sex to sit together in order to prevent any unpleasant situations from occurring.

Zhao Yuanyuan's approach is somewhat unconventional.

Logically speaking, He Zhiyong could have disagreed.

But there was nothing he could do; after all, this guy was Zhao Yuanyuan's loyal lapdog. Even knowing that Zhao Yuanyuan liked sitting with Liu Zihao, he couldn't muster the courage to refuse.

Liu Zihao saw the tragedy of a sycophant in He Zhiyong.

This caused his lingering resentment towards He Zhiyong from his previous life to almost completely dissipate.

In this life, his attention wasn't on this either, and he was too lazy to bother with these trivial matters.

Not only him, but even the homeroom teacher turned a blind eye to this.

Because these two are the best students in the class, sitting at the same desk allows them to help each other with their studies and make progress together.

Not only the homeroom teacher, but all the teachers think so.

Liu Zihao didn't care about making progress together; his primary task now was to skip a grade.

Of the four brothers, he was the most studious, but also the least intelligent.

They are the type who just can't seem to learn no matter how hard they try. They study very hard normally, but they always fail when it comes to exams.

Because he was slow-witted from a young age, he started school a year later than the other three.

However, unlike those three guys, he at least didn't repeat a grade, while those three guys all repeated a grade during their school years.

However, in this life, those three guys will never repeat a grade again.

In order to go to university with them in the future, he would have to skip a grade to keep up with the others.

After Zhao Yuanyuan changed seats, the first thing she noticed was that Liu Zihao had already been looking at the junior high school textbooks during his second year of junior high.

"You're already looking at ninth-grade textbooks? What about eighth-grade textbooks?"

Looking at the ninth-grade physics textbook in Liu Zihao's hand, Zhao Yuanyuan, who is now in eighth grade, finds the physics textbook very difficult.

"For eighth graders? I watched all of that during the summer vacation."

Liu Zihao didn't even look up, continuing to flip through his junior high textbook.

"How can you learn without a teacher? The key is that a teacher's teaching is very targeted and helps with understanding. If you try to learn on your own, it's easy to only have a superficial understanding."

Zhao Yuanyuan was genuinely worried that Liu Zihao was being too ambitious and might not pay attention in class, thus missing out on the knowledge he needed for the second year of junior high.

Of course, this can also be considered another form of concern.

Liu Zihao chuckled.

"You're all grown up now, you need to learn to take the initiative in your studies."

"What teachers teach must have its reasons, but we cannot be limited to what teachers teach, nor can we passively wait to receive it."

"Learning is a boundless sea. We cannot swim a fixed distance at a fixed speed step by step. We should do our best to swim faster and farther so that we can achieve higher goals."

The profound principles being explained were so complex that Zhao Yuanyuan's little brain couldn't keep up.

She had no answer and could only awkwardly say, "Alright then."

Because Liu Zihao mainly looked at the junior high school textbooks during self-study time, many teachers didn't notice at first.

However, the math teacher soon discovered the clues.

That day, Mr. Zhang was grading students' homework when one student's work caught his attention.

There was a rather difficult problem in the homework, with complicated steps. The main purpose was to have students use multiple formulas to solve the problem.

This student not only solved the problem step by step using various formulas, but also solved another problem using a formula from the third year of junior high school, making the steps much simpler.

That's not all; I then solved it again using advanced math, making it concise and clear.

Teacher Zhang glanced at the student's name; it was Liu Zihao.

Teacher Zhang knows this student well; he was the top student in the grade in the first semester final exam of junior high.

Teacher Zhang didn't take the top student in the first year of junior high school too seriously.

Because the final year is crucial for the high school entrance exam, many students who excel in the first year of junior high may not be able to maintain that level in the third year.

However, this student started using the theorems from the third year of junior high school in the first semester of the second year. Teacher Zhang is going to have a good talk with this student.

During the afternoon self-study period, Teacher Zhang called Liu Zihao to his office.

"It seems you've already previewed the ninth-grade curriculum. Do you have any thoughts on that?"

Teacher Zhang stopped writing her presentation slides and said with a smile.

"Teacher Zhang, I want to take the high school entrance exam this year. I hope you can help me."

"Want to skip a grade?" Teacher Zhang chuckled to himself.

He didn't want to waste any more words. After thinking for a moment, he took out a test paper from under his desk.

"I happen to have a middle school exam paper here. If you can get over 100 points, I'll have no problem with math."

Without wasting any words, Liu Zihao took the test paper, sat down, and began answering the questions.

Half an hour later, I handed in my paper.

Teacher Zhang started grading the papers, and just as he finished, the bell rang to signal the end of the self-study period.

Just then, a ninth-grade teacher returned from get out of class and saw Mr. Zhang lost in thought. He jokingly asked, "What's wrong, Mr. Zhang? Did your wife scold you again?"

"Old Li, Liu Zihao just got a perfect score of 150 on the mock middle school entrance exam in southern Zhejiang."

Teacher Zhang held up the test paper, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Impossible. The highest score in southern Zhejiang this time was only 137 points. That province is a key province for the college entrance examination and the high school entrance examination."

Old Li strode over and snatched the test paper from Teacher Zhang's hand.

Although he said it was impossible, Teacher Li still believed that Teacher Zhang was not lying to him, because Teacher Zhang had no reason to lie to him.

After reviewing the test papers, Teacher Li held them up.

"This is the best mock exam our school could find, and you got it all right. If I remember correctly, you're only in the second year of junior high, right? Where did this prodigy come from? Come to our class, I'll tutor you."

Mr. Li is a math teacher for the third year of junior high school. By saying this, he means he's preparing to poach teachers.

"Don't even think about it. If Liu Zihao wants to take the high school entrance exam, he'll have to get out from our class."

Teacher Zhang objected, as this involved the student's tutor, and he wasn't going to give up that spot to Teacher Li.

Liu Zihao wouldn't get involved in their argument at this point; he just smiled slightly.

"If we're talking about the best mock exam, I think this one still has flaws."

Liu Zihao pointed and said, "Questions seven and ten on this test paper are not very well designed. These questions are challenging, but they are too rigid."

"Modern math problems should emphasize developing problem-solving strategies and logical thinking. If we start from this aspect..."

Liu Zihao spoke eloquently, leaving Teacher Zhang and Teacher Li dumbfounded.

These eighth-grade students can already set exam questions? You should know that setting exam questions is hundreds of times harder than solving them.

They know they don't have the ability to create questions for the high school entrance exam.

"Why don't you change these two questions?" Teacher Li tentatively encouraged.

"Okay, I'll give it a try." Liu Zihao sat down and began to give questions.

While writing, she still said to Teacher Zhang with some concern, "Teacher Zhang, you really need to keep an eye on my high school entrance exam."

"Don't worry, I've got the math covered. As for the rest, I'll take you to the principal tomorrow to discuss it."

Teacher Zhang started taking on everything; he didn't want someone to jump out and steal his thunder.

After Liu Zihao finished setting the questions, he had nothing else to do. He said goodbye and went home.

The two teachers smacked their lips as they looked at the corrected exam paper. "This isn't just a prodigy, this is an absolute gem!"

"Teacher Li, now I finally understand why you teach math; your Chinese vocabulary is so limited."

"Pah! You can't expect anything good to come out of your dog's mouth."

......

When she was in the second year of junior high school, Zhao Yuanyuan initially tried to find an excuse to go home with Liu Zihao.

However, it wasn't on her way at all.

After Liu Zihao kindly reminded her that it wasn't on his way, she felt embarrassed to walk with him.

However, she would find various reasons to talk to Liu Zihao, mostly asking about his studies.

Ask him questions about every subject, and Liu Zihao will answer them seriously, neither servile nor arrogant.

Aside from answering questions, Liu Zihao wouldn't say another word.

It wasn't just Zhao Yuanyuan; all the girls in the class who did well in their studies would ask Liu Zihao for help when they had questions.

They don't ask the teacher, let alone the class representatives.

Oh! By the way, the female class representatives from each subject also came to ask Li Zihao all sorts of questions, which made it so that Liu Zihao didn't even have time to do his homework during self-study.

However, none of the troubles could compare to Zhao Yuanyuan's, because she sat next to Liu Zihao, and as the saying goes, "being near the water tower, one gets the moon first."

Besides occasionally asking questions to create opportunities to talk, Zhao Yuanyuan launched another small offensive that day.

"Liu Zihao! Look, everyone has left and right atria. The heart is like a little house. Can you guess who's in my heart?"

Zhao Yuanyuan, puffing out her newly developed breasts, joked with Liu Zihao about menstrual hygiene.

We need to wake this little girl from her endless dream!

Liu Zihao turned to look at Zhao Yuanyuan, his eyes clear.

"Yuanyuan, do you know which creature stands at the top of the food chain on this earth?"

Such a simple question? Zhao Yuanyuan couldn't understand why Liu Zihao asked that. She answered seriously, "People!"

"Then you should know that humans are no match for animals in strength and speed, and cannot fly in the sky or swim in the water, yet they still manage to dominate the land, the sky, and the sea. What is it that we rely on?"

Zhao Yuanyuan pointed to her head. "It relies on the human brain."

Liu Zihao: "That's absolutely right! Humans were able to defeat all animals because of human intelligence. What do you call that? You call it knowledge changing destiny."

"However, for humans to survive in this world, their competitors are not only these animals, but also many of their own kind. That is why we must strive to learn from them now."

"I know what you're thinking right now, but I want to remind you that if you want to pursue something, you have to make sure you can keep up with its pace."

"Human society has many levels, and we are all at the bottom of society. We have no parents to rely on, and we can only rely on our own efforts to open up channels for upward mobility."

"Moreover, the intersection of everyone's future work and life will be more about interacting with people of the same or similar social standing. In ancient times, this was called 'marrying someone of equal social standing.'"

"We are all students now, a precious time to improve our wisdom. Every drop of sweat we shed now will save us ten or a hundred tears in the future. I hope you understand this and focus your energy on your studies..."

In her previous life, Zhao Yuanyuan ignored Liu Zihao.

Having lived a second life, Liu Zihao understood perfectly well that he was no longer on the same level as Zhao Yuanyuan.

Now, he doesn't want to hold a grudge against her from back then, and besides, in this life their positions are reversed, so he might as well give her some kind reminders.

Zhao Yuanyuan is an intelligent girl, and she can understand the reasoning that Liu Zihao is talking about.

At the same time, she also understood that there was a huge gap between her and this young man, and that she would probably never be able to catch up in this lifetime.

But none of this stopped her from working hard to catch up and improve herself, even though she had no further contact with Liu Zihao later on.

Years later, when she looked back on the past, she still remembered Liu Zihao's advice.