The whole world thinks I'm a scumbag

The course of this Z University training class is scheduled for five days, and there are a total of three professors in class.

Each of these three professors is a well-known researcher in the industry. Several reference books that have been conferred on the National Olympics and university reference books are all compiled and researched by them. They are the teachers and teachers most familiar to all contestants. Leader.

There are two male star professors, one surnamed Sun, one surnamed Duan, and an older female professor surnamed Pei.

At the end of the opening ceremony, three professors took the stage to speak respectively. After the end, all the students stood up and rushed forward, swarming to ask for autographs, with excitement and admiration flashing in their expressions.

Huang Feijian also went up, and helped Lu Xingyin get an autograph: "Hurry up, everyone is collecting autographs from the professors, so that you can get the air of a god of learning!"

Lu Xingyin sat quietly in the back row, looking at the words "Pei Xiaojie" written on the title page of his organic book, the handwriting was smooth and smooth, and he couldn't tell that the female professor looked old.In fact, among the three professors, Professor Pei seems to be the most energetic and energetic one.

He watched with some fascination.

Chen Chong laughed beside him and said nothing. When the children came back, he rang the alarm bell and said, "You have to be mentally prepared and look at the class schedule. This class is not suitable for your first competition training class, but the time is right. Don’t miss it, you can remember as much as you can.”

He emphasized his tone: "—no matter how you see others, you only remember the inorganic part, and you can listen to as much as you can."

At this moment, none of them understood the meaning behind Chen Chong's emphatic tone.

It wasn't until the next morning that the class started that Lu Xingyin and his group realized once again how much pressure they were facing:

A total of five days of courses, including inorganic chemistry, structural chemistry, physical chemistry, and organic chemistry, are all taught in one day, and the last day and a half are devoted to experiments and exam operations.It is quite normal to finish a whole college professional book in one class.

The students in other schools took notes with ease and could catch up with the teacher's words, but they had to work very hard to keep up with the teacher's pace. When they mentioned a certain chemical reaction name, they first frantically flipped through the books, looked up information, and searched for information. In the end, this knowledge point has passed.The professor does not accommodate the students' learning progress, but points out the core and most essential parts of each large system and tells all the students present.

This is still the inorganic chemistry part, the part they are learning.

The other parts are more like listening to the bible.The voices of the two male teachers are gentle, perhaps because they are tired and their spirits are not very good. Combined with the effect of "incomprehensible", even if they work very hard, they still make people drowsy.

During the lunch break, a group of people slumped in their seats and did not speak.

They are the most advanced and intelligent group of students in Qingmo No. [-] Middle School. For the first time, they encountered a situation where they could hardly understand anything. This was an all-round blow and crushing disaster.

The students of Gongyu No. [-] Middle School brought strawberries they picked from the strawberry garden and put them on the podium for the whole class to use.The children from other schools all ran out: "Let's go! Let's go too! Let's go to Qiushan Pagoda to have a look! In the afternoon, I heard the inorganic class last year anyway!"

"I didn't eat well last night. I went to Z Dadong Canteen today. I heard that they also sell lychee fried pork and watermelon fried pork ribs..."

Yi Qingyang saw that the atmosphere was not right, and suggested: "Shall we try stir-fried pork with lychees? This Lu Xingyin must like it."

They all discovered that Lu Xingyin likes to eat strange things.

Lu Xingyin shook his head and put his phone on the table: "Let's study by ourselves."

The recording software that came with the mobile phone was turned on, and the CD on the page was slowly spinning. Professor Duan's voice rustled in class this morning: "Hello students, today I will show you inorganic chemistry, focusing on..."

"You recorded it all!" Shen Ke was a little surprised, and Huang Feijian didn't expect to have this operation, "Strong!"

"Listen slowly, then look up the information, and go back to self-study at night, and you can always understand." Lu Xingyin said, his dark eyes were unusually quiet, "I just want to sacrifice the time to play and eat delicious food, is that okay? "

"What's wrong, we didn't come here to play!" Huang Feijian scratched his head, "So, let's go shopping first, and eat instant noodles and bread for four or five days, can everyone do it? Shen Ke, can you do it? "

Shen Ke shrugged, and glanced at him with sharp eyes: "You can do it, why can't I?"

Huang Feijian immediately raised his hands in surrender: "Okay, okay, then it's settled."

Most of the students from other schools are high school competition students who have participated in at least one year of training, so they seem to be relatively comfortable.But the others who couldn't keep up were all worse than their first class, because the time was still long, so it's a habit to not keep up.

In the empty lecture hall and large classroom, everyone has left, the heat has been turned off, and only the PPT report from the morning is still on the page.

The Qingmo No. [-] Middle School team sat quietly in their seats, repeatedly listening to the part that fell in the morning, searching for information, marking textbooks, supplementing notes, and trying their best to keep up with the progress.Just like when they returned to the gloomy small headquarters, there was no professional equipment or even professional books, each of them sat side by side, brushing the complicated questions printed on the pale printing paper with all their strength, just like children babbling As always, he pestered Chen Chong, asking him to explain the most basic knowledge points and system connection for them.

I can't keep up with others, so I have to work harder.

In the gap between the instant noodles, Lu Xingyin picked up the hot phone and found that the battery had dropped to 1%.

Gu Fangwei sent him more than 20 messages, all of which were pictures.Lu Xingyin hurriedly ran to the corridor with his mobile phone - he habitually thought that the signal outside would be good, and waited for the picture to load.

It is a photo of Gu Fangwei's deep dive.

【15th】: "I was bitten by a coral today, and the tiger's mouth was covered with blood. I want a little calculator to kiss."

There is a pale reddish mark on the beautiful hands in the picture, which is not as serious as it is said. On the contrary, the photographer deliberately placed a small mirror next to it, revealing half of his face.

Lu Xingyin watched and smiled, he swipe the dim screen, just as the pinyin started to dance, the screen went black, and the battery could not support it and automatically shut down.

The inorganic class in the afternoon was replaced by Pei Xiaojie. This female professor with a more masculine name is also an academician of the National Academy of Sciences. She does not have the stooped fatigue of any old man. She has fluffy silver hair, elegant clothes, and a strong spirit.

"I'm here to continue Professor Duan's lecture for you, the main content is inorganic computing, and tomorrow's organic chemistry part." Pei Xiaojie's voice is clear and powerful, revealing some humorous northeast accent, "I will send you some questions below, first give 10 minutes for everyone to do it, the time is definitely not enough, everyone try to read every question once, and explain the thinking of solving the problem.”

After the small questions were handed out, Pei Xiaojie wandered around the large lecture hall with his hands behind his back.

Lu Xingyin sat on the outside, directly facing the aisle.He lowered his head and followed the pencil with his eyes to read the questions. The first question was the scope of what they had learned. It was very troublesome to calculate by conventional means, but a question that could be answered quickly by a clever way.

Lu Xingyin saw a similar topic in a question post on Chemical Island——In the Chemical Island forum, there are question contests and competition topic discussions organized by moderators every year.But the post he read was not included in the refinement topic, and it was even "unresolved".

He once asked Gu Fangwei about this problem, and the two of them came up with two solutions.

After confirming that the question was correct, he wrote down all four possible solutions, and because the calculation was simple, he also wrote down the approximate result of his mental calculation, and then skipped to the second question.

Pei Xiaojie is watching the progress of other contestants. At this moment, other contestants are still working on the first question.She noticed the progress of Lu Xingyin, and walked over to have a look.

There is an organic book in the upper left corner of Lu Xingyin's seat, and on it is the signature of Pei Xiaojie, who Huang Feijian is rushing to come.

Lu Xingyin felt Pei Xiaojie's gaze. Because of nervousness, the hand holding the pen was a little stiff, and his train of thought was interrupted for two or three seconds. Then, Pei Xiaojie left his position.

Twenty minutes later, Pei Xiaojie began to talk about the content of the inorganic computing part.Because of their surprise tutoring at noon, at least they were not too exaggerated to keep up.

"The third question involves the dipole moment of carbon monoxide. Next, let a random student introduce it." Pei Xiaojie looked over, and Lu Xingyin had just stopped writing.

"Seat number 23, Lu Xingyin, can you answer me?"

Everyone looked over.

"Damn, what's that?" Huang Feijian and Yi Qingyang whispered in the background, while Shen Ke flipped through the book quickly, "The content in the back! It's in the back, we haven't seen this side yet, it's over."

"..."

During the long silence, the boy in the front row suddenly sat back, with a lot of strength, knocking Lu Xingyin's book to one side.Lu Xingyin looked over subconsciously, and found that the boy in the front row had erected a piece of draft paper, on which the answer was written in large, scrawled characters:

"Very weak, positive points to negative, oxygen points to carbon, oxygen is weakly charged, and carbon is weakly negatively charged."

Lu Xingyin paused for two or three seconds, then said, "I don't know."

Pei Xiaojie looked calm: "Don't you know? Then sit down."

Lu Xingyin sat down.

The boy in the front row turned around, with a surprised expression on his face—the other person had darker skin and sharp eyes, and Lu Xingyin remembered who he was.

Cheng Ke, Gongyu No. [-] Middle School, met him once in front of the commissary.

He smiled at him.

There were whispers around, and someone in the back row laughed: "I'm just talking about this kind of class. Why do freshmen come to take it? They are also dragging their feet to fight for time. They are fighting for time, and they are also fighting for the places of senior high school students."

"..."

Everyone in the Qingmo team clenched their fists at this moment.

They are not high school students, but when these words are spoken, everyone will know how ridiculous it is.

In the eyes of others, their abilities are only at the level of high school freshman contestants.

"Okay, I'm running out of time. Inorganic chemistry class starts tomorrow, but I leave this knowledge point as a topic for everyone. If you are interested, you can do the math and tell everyone the answer tomorrow."

Pei Xiaojie stopped the slide at the third question, which was the question that Lu Xingyin got up to answer, "A student asked me why the result I calculated didn't match the actual dipole moment of carbon monoxide. Do the math."

All the students left one after another.

In the back row, the boy who complained just now suddenly yelled loudly: "Is there anyone from the Chemical Island? The people from the Chemical Island are here to gather, or go back and watch the face-to-face plan in the group, let's all have dinner together?"

Lu Xingyin turned his head, and then turned back to staring at the topic on the blackboard slide, without moving.

Someone behind him gently tapped his shoulder with a pen: "—I didn't dare to confirm it just now, maybe it was a coincidence, Lu Xingyin, LXY?"

Cheng Ke tilted his head and looked at him, and introduced himself: "Chemical Island, Shendu."