I'm covering this scholar

The liberal arts class began to implement evening reading in the second year of high school. After dinner, before listening to English listening and the first evening self-study, there was about half an hour for reading and reciting.

"Let me see if you have completed the task I assigned today?" Lin You took the political book, turned to knock on Zhuo Jue's desk with his knuckles, "Shut your back."

A little nervousness seemed to flash across Zhuo Jue's face.

"A simple question first," Lin You said mercifully, "What is the state system and political system of our country?"

"The state system is the people's democratic dictatorship, and the political system is the people's congress system." This common sense Zhuo felt that the answer was quick.

"Very well, what is the relationship between the state system and the political system?"

This is a bit of a detour.

Zhuo Jue stammered, hesitation could still be seen on his dull face, "The country...the political system...the national system determines the political system, and the political...political system embodies the national system?"

Lin You had a serious expression, "Are you sure?"

This afternoon, the knowledge points backed by the assault began to spin and jump in his mind. Zhuo Jue was stared at by his brother, and felt a sense of oppression that he had never felt before. He thought about it several times, and still whispered, "Sure... "Bar?

"I'm sure, you're hesitating." Lin You mercilessly gave him a shudder. He grinned in pain, and said after finishing the beating, "The answer is right, but the attitude is wrong, which means you're not familiar with it."

Unjustly died.

Zhuo Jue covered his head and looked at his brother, feeling that he was more wronged than Dou E.

Whoever answered correctly was beaten.

The next few times, as soon as Lin You finished speaking, Zhuo Jue answered quickly, cheating him, and not being fooled, he was extremely firm.

Gee.

Lin You curled and stretched his fingers, but he couldn't find a chance.

I can't help but sigh, this memory is a bit like a schoolmaster before.

Others memorized the book with their heads bowed and their heads down, and they were weak, but it turned out that Lin You's side was very lively and his eyes were a little hot.

Indeed, sometimes interactive memorization is much more efficient than memorization alone, and memorization is stronger.

A few boys surrounded them with stools, "Brother Lin, Brother Zhuo, take me too."

"And me, the god of learning will draw the key points for us, please lead us to fly!"

Lin You's hands were itchy, and he happened to gather up a few heads and beg for hammering.

"Please listen to the question."

Three or four boys sat in a circle around Zhuo Jue, looking eagerly at Lin You who came up with the question.But in fact, they didn't memorize it at all. They kept their mouths open and put on hats and hats, and Lin You was so busy that their hands were tired.

Zhuo Jue, who was sitting in the center, was ignored because he answered correctly.

"..." Seeing the nth time when Lin You passed him to hit the boy behind him, he took a deep breath and stopped Lin You's difficult hand.

"I'll help you." As he said, he tapped the boy's forehead with his fingers curled up.

"Aww!" the boy yelled, "Brother Zhuo, you are so cruel, you are so cruel!"

"Do you want me to give you another shot?" He raised his hand again as he spoke, the man begged for mercy and escaped.

Lin You hugged his stomach and laughed, enough laughing, he rolled the book into a tube, knocked on Zhuo Jue, "Quickly listen to the questions."

I don't know what happened, Zhuo Jue seemed to be a different person the next time he twitched his back, either he couldn't do his back completely, or he was wearing a crown, or he just looked at Lin You and was speechless.

"Did you lose your memory or what's wrong?" Lin You was happy to hit someone at first, but then the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. The contrast between before and after was too great.

Seeing that Brother Lin was in a hurry and stopped interacting with them, the boys felt bored and moved back to their seats.

Zhuo Jue lowered his eyes, as if he was aggrieved, but from the corner of his eye, he saw that he was the only one left, and there was an imperceptible smile in his eyes.