Fortunately, Teacher Fan did not pursue my abnormal behavior, but just took a deep look at me, let us sit down and start class.

On this afternoon, surprises came one after another. In Teacher Fan’s Chinese class and the second math class, I was surprised to find that my understanding and memory ability seemed to have improved. How to say, I had to listen to the texts taught by Chinese teachers in the past and recited them very carefully before I could remember them. But now I only need to listen to them once, and some texts that need to be recited will be clearly imprinted in my mind and have a certain understanding.

This change is also reflected in the formulas and examples taught by the math teacher. I was the most afraid of mathematics classes. Every time I went to the math test, I had to memorize the examples and formulas desperately to get above 80 points. But now I find that often, as long as the math teacher explains the formulas and examples, I can understand them deeply, and some questions can even be learned from them...

I was so happy that I was about to explode. Now I can confirm that I am really different from before. This must be related to the strange book of merit in the world. As a child full of imagination, I have read the fairy tales of Uncle Zheng Yuanjie a lot. I began to boldly guess that maybe I will become the lucky protagonist in the fairy tale? Will I have my own Rubik's Cube Building and take risks like Shuke and Beta? Oh, this is so awesome!

Thinking of this, I couldn't sit still anymore and scratched my head excitedly. I really hoped that get out of class would be over now and let me explore the secret of the book of merit in the world.

"Zhang Dong, come up and do this question."

The math teacher over 40 hates students not paying attention to listening in his class the most. He obviously regards my excitement as a challenge for bad students to the teacher's authority.

"oh……"

With the students' strange eyes, I walked to the blackboard, roughly reviewed the question, and quickly made a judgment. This question changed from the example questions that the math teacher had just talked about, but the proportional questions were more complicated and there was an extra solution method. Logically speaking, the teacher shouldn't let the students do this kind of change questions after just talking about the basic example questions. Obviously, he wanted to teach me a lesson in the inappropriate performance just now.

I am confident at this moment, of course I will not be stumped by the teacher. After sorting out my thoughts for a little, I picked up the chalk and answered the question "swish swish swish swish". In less than three minutes, I solved this question that made most of my classmates dizzy.

The students all looked at me with incredible eyes. In their perception, only teachers or math class representatives could solve a problem in public in such a casual and fast way. But I, a bad student who is wandering in the middle and lower reaches, cannot have this strength.

Even Teacher Liu, who taught mathematics, opened his mouth wide without believing it, pushed a pair of black-edged glasses and pushed it over and over again. After carefully reading the questions I solved several times, he said, "Student Zhang Dong, have you...previewed this class?"

“Preview?”

I rolled my eyes and thought to myself, Teacher Liu, you are so proud of us. I, a student who doesn’t even have time to do my summer homework seriously, will I take out valuable game time to preview my homework?

However, the teacher has to give me the face, and I also need a step. So I was shameless and nodded very seriously and said, "Yes, because I am already a sixth-grade student. In order to meet the graduation exam, I must catch up as the teachers ask, become a good student who studies hard and improves every day!"

The whole classroom became quiet, so the classmates rolled their eyes together. In addition to hearing Teacher Liu, who felt extremely relieved when I heard my "bold words", I guess the classmates all had the urge to extend their middle fingers to me.

"Okay, OK, OK!"

Teacher Liu nodded repeatedly, turned around suddenly, and said in a passionate and extremely deep tone: "Students, let us applaud Zhang Dong. At the same time, I also hope that everyone can take Zhang Dong as an example and treat learning with the right attitude. You must know..."

Next, the mathematics class became a ideology and moral class. Teacher Liu, who had obviously fallen into an abnormal state, preached for five minutes. Under his agitation, the students had to clap their palms three times in a row and watched me floating down from the podium with unusually complicated eyes.

When I walked off the podium, I looked at Wang Zhan and found that this guy was flushed with his face. His eyes were full of stories...

***

The early 1990s was an era of extreme poverty in spiritual life, but it was also because of poverty that this was also an era where spiritual life was most easily satisfied. People were very susceptible to idols, especially half-aged children of my age.

With the arrival of Shaolin Temple, the first drop of blood, the popularity of Jackie Chan series of Kung Fu movies, Shanghai Beach, the true colors of heroes and other gangster-themed films, for a moment, Brother Wen Qiang and Brother Xiao Ma walked all over the streets.

At the school gate, there are always five, six, seven or eight student gangsters wearing long black windbreakers and white scarves hanging around their necks near their ankles and idle young people in society. Their greatest pleasure is to tease beautiful girls and bully honest people like me in front of girls.

In the past, I always walked around them after school or called a few more classmates to accompany me. But today, I felt calm in my heart and walked out of the door and looked at a few students and gangsters. One of them, who had a cigarette in his mouth, glared at me, and I just glanced at him coldly. The guy actually lowered his head and didn't cause trouble for me.

Wang Zhan followed me and slipped out of the school gate. After walking a little further, the guy breathed a sigh of relief and poked me with his hand: "Lao Zhang, what's wrong with you today? It seems like you have become a different person. You... have you really previewed your homework during the summer vacation?"

"Are you nonsense, am I that kind of person?" I laughed as soon as I heard this.

"Yes, you have never loved studying..." Wang Zhan shook his head and looked at me in confusion: "But how did you solve that problem?"

"Blind..."

Even if I was a child, I would not be so stupid as to tell the story of the merit book of the world. Not to mention classmates, I should keep this kind of thing secret from my parents.

"Well, you must be fooling around. OK, Lao Zhang, you can really act, even Teacher Liu believes it." Wang Zhan laughed and put a hand on my neck: "It's time to continue what I said last time. Last time you said that Lu Dongbin was going out..."

Wang Zhan was able to become my little tail in elementary school. One reason was that I always had something he liked to eat at home, and the other reason was that I was the famous "storyteller" in the class.

Although I am all sixth-grade students, my reading volume is much higher than that of ordinary students. Since the third grade of elementary school, I have read all the books on my dad's bookshelf, and I have a strong memory of these idle books, and I can write them down after reading them. For example, I can sort out the eighty-one difficulties of Tang Monk in Journey to the West, and I can sort them out from scratch, and the order is not wrong.

So on the way out of school, I often tell these stories to my classmates. What I have told to Wang Zhan is the "The Eight Immortals" that I only read not long ago. It has already talked about Lu Dongbin cultivating a golden elixir and receiving the edict of the Emperor of Heaven, asking him to accumulate external skills in the world.

There have been so many unexpected things happening today, and my mind is all focused on that strange book of merit in the world. If Wang Zhan didn't say it, I would have forgotten this.

"Okay, then let's follow the last book, and the last book talks about..."

I followed Tian Lianyuan's speech on TV and was in full force. I couldn't find Xingmu, so I raised my hand and slapped Wang Zhan's shoulder hard. With a "bang" sound, this guy was so focused that he couldn't care about the pain.

"By the way, Lu Dongbin was originally the true master of Ziyang, the world of heaven, and his foundation was so deep? Since he was enlightened by Li Tieguai, he has been practicing in the Tianzhu Mountain..."

I said in a sarcasm: "On this day, Lu Dongbin had cultivated the Golden Pill Road. The golden light in his body was released and rushed to the bullfighting. From time to time, a general of heaven came down to earth and read the jade order of the heavenly book. The jade order said, now that your internal skills are full and your external skills have not been cultivated, you need to wander around the world and accumulate hundreds of thousands of merits before you can ascend to the sky..."

When I talked about this, I suddenly became stunned and my head buzzed, accumulating merits and accumulating merits! Is this the book of merits in the world related to this? Otherwise, why would I have a fever in my lower abdomen and my head become smarter after just doing a good thing?

Haha, it must be like this, the book of merit in the world, it seems that I have to learn from Lei Feng!

I understood, I finally understood, I stood there, giggling foolishly.

Wang Zhan was so excited that he saw that I suddenly stopped talking, so he urged me to say, "Old Zhang, continue talking, how can Lu Dongbin accumulate merits... Why are you giggling?"

"How to accumulate merit? Just learn from Lei Feng." I suddenly said.

"What?" Wang Zhan blinked, not understanding.

I grabbed his hand and said excitedly: "Let's go, let's learn from Lei Feng to do good things, hurry up!"

"Learn from Lei Feng's good example, be loyal to the revolution and be loyal to the party..."

Two children carrying yellow military schoolbags held hands and ran on the street, leaving behind a series of powerful singing along the road, attracting passers-by to look at each other...
Chapter completed!