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Chapter 485
After Wang Zhenchang nodded, he passed by.

At this time, Dong Xianling had guided the ten students to absorb all the medicinal power of the pill.

She asked Zhang Shifen to stand up and said, "Student Zhang Shifen, what do you think will happen if you write this poem on the blackboard in print?"

Zhang Shifen said: "Teacher Dong, I... I may not be able to write it."

"You can come up and try."

Zhang Shifen picked up the chalk and just wrote the word "Maple" in "Fengqiao Night Mooring" on the blackboard. She found that her hands were very flexible and she wrote very smoothly.

When she finished writing the whole poem in print, the students in the audience applauded warmly.

Fan Che's hands were swollen from clapping, and he said, "I bake, I'm so pretty!"

"It's amazing, Zhang Shifen can write such wonderful and wonderful characters."

Dong Xianling said: "You can do it too. Take out your pens and write in the notebook. After you finish writing, you can leave get out of class."

Fan Che finished writing first, and after he finished, he was very excited to read it.

When Dong Xianling walked up to him, he showed Dong Xianling his notebook and said, "Mr. Dong, how do you look at my handwriting? Is it good or not?"

Dong Xianling nodded and said, "What do you think?"

"This word is almost the same as print. Anyone who says this word is not good-looking must be blind."

Dong Xianling checked the handwriting of the other eight students, she was very satisfied, and finally she fixed her eyes on Zhao Hang.

At the beginning, Zhao Hang thought that the medicines were poisonous, so he not only refused to take them, but also threw the pills behind his body. When he saw that the nine classmates had finished taking them, they wrote the printed words again, and he believed it. Pills are definitely not comparable to ordinary pills. A pill is not expensive at all if it costs [-] yuan.

Zhao Hang thought for a long time there, but still couldn't understand how this pill changed the brains of those people, and why they could write in print.

Zhao Hang is a student who likes to study very much. When he is absorbed in studying, he can not eat, drink, or sleep for a day and a night. However, what he studies is too biased and has no practical theoretical basis, so it is almost like fantasy.

Even if it is fantasy, Zhao Hang never tires of it.

He dreamed too much, his thinking became more and more rigid, so that his temperament changed drastically, and he became lonely and lonely. He usually looked down on his classmates who were good at studying, and he was unwilling to ask his classmates who were good at studying. He was a bit conceited.

He also particularly hates girls, thinking that women are dirty and fragile, if a woman touches his clothes, he will pat his clothes desperately, and then quickly move away from that woman.

I have to say that Zhao Hang is also a person who is very curious about everything. He saw that those classmates could write in print, and he also wanted to try the effect of the pill.

Zhao Hang originally wanted to pick up the pill behind him, but because of face, he was embarrassed.

He stood up suddenly, looked at Dong Xianling and said, "Mr. Dong, I dropped my pill on the floor and it's already dirty. Can you give me another pill?"

Dong Xianling said affirmatively: "Student Zhao Hang, when I gave out the pills, I said that there are only ten pills, one for each person, and the value of one pill is 10 yuan. You can take it yourself. If you don't take it , or return the pills, or lose 10 yuan."

Zhao Hang looked at the pills on the ground and said, "Mr. Dong, the pills are really dirty."

"Isn't it because of you that the pill became dirty?"

Fan Che didn't know when, already walking behind Zhao Hang with his big belly shaking, he said, "Is this pill dirty? Let me see!"

Fan Che was about to bend down to pick up the pill, when Zhao Hang turned over from the table, picked up the pill and swallowed it, saying: "This pill is mine. Without this pill, I have to pay for it." 10 yuan, I don’t have that much money.”

Fan Che sneered, "I thought you were so noble, but I didn't expect you to eat things on the ground."

Zhao Hang tasted the delicacy of the pill, and he said excitedly: "Such a delicious pill is more delicious than a super egg. What do you think, if I give it to you? What should I eat?"

After Zhao Hang took the pill, 10 minutes later, he was able to write printed words, and he was full of gratitude to Dong Xianling at this time.

"Mr. Dong, I never thought I could write such beautiful characters."

Dong Xianling smiled sweetly and said, "Now do you believe in the miraculous effect of this pill?"

Zhao Hang kept nodding, and said, "Mr. Dong, I'm sorry, I had a bad attitude before, and I shouldn't doubt you."

Dong Xianling said: "It doesn't matter. It's better to have no books than to believe in books. If you don't even have the spirit of doubt, you will definitely become a nerd."

"Thank you, Teacher Dong. But, Teacher Dong, I still don't understand why such a small pill can make me remember so many strokes of Chinese characters?"

"I don't know much about this, but I can tell you its principle. The reason why we humans have a certain technology is because he has learned and trained, and the process of learning and training will be stored in the form of memory. Into a person's mind. The brain will not function until it is used. Let me give you a simple example, such as walking. A person's walking is also completed by the interaction and cooperation of countless nerve cells. And To complete such a difficult movement, you need a strong memory in your head. Although this memory is very complicated, it can be disassembled. The function of these pills is to make those movements coherent. Do you understand me when I say this?"

Zhao Hang still shook his head and said: "Is the mystery here too big? I am still at a loss. All medicines can only improve people's bodies, how can they even change memory? If so, then Doesn't it mean that you can change someone's preferences?"

Dong Xianling didn't know the answer either, and said, "I don't know this question yet. But I'll answer you after I check it out."

"Okay, thank you Teacher Dong."

Dong Xianling was naturally happy that all ten students were able to write the printed script smoothly. She announced that after school, the ten students felt that they were like everyone else in calligraphy, and they were all very happy.

After they returned to the dormitory, at the beginning, they said they could write in print, but their friends didn't believe it and said they were bragging.

After they confirmed it, the eyes of those students were full of loneliness, coldness, and jealousy, wishing that they were the worst learners.

Wang Zhenchang watched the backs of Dong Xianling and Yang Yifan disappear into the corridor, and then turned around to report the situation to Zheng Hai.

Before he turned around, a hand suddenly appeared on his shoulder, a hand like a dead tree.

(End of this chapter)