[Group Wearing Song Dynasty] The Glory of the Sky

Liu Xi's leg was indeed broken by playing with his mobile phone and going down the stairs without looking at the road.

The man howled on the spot, and was carried on a stretcher to the hospital by a crowd of melon-eating crowd.

It's not a big deal, but it's going to be a bit of a pain, and I won't be able to walk with peace of mind for a few months.

It just so happened that Liu Xi couldn't get used to living in his apartment in Yangzhou City, so he moved back to his own house in Jiangyin City after talking to Sun Ci for a while.

The apartment in Yangzhou City is a simple and safe single apartment, with an area of ​​about [-] to [-] square meters.

And Liu Xi's own house is about 150 to 180 square meters, with everything from a whirlpool bathtub to a gym—of course, he has no luck with these things now.

It took about ten days from the broken leg to being discharged from the hospital, and the rest of the days were spent in my apartment to recuperate from the injury. In a sense, it was indeed a vacation.

Sun Ci Hu Fei didn't dare bother him to continue working at first, but later saw that this guy had started humming a little song to mess up the mandarin ducks, so he simply brought the tablet and various files over and asked him to continue to participate in video conferences and various decisions .

Fortunately, now that Linguo has entered a new round of construction, the international situation has not changed much, so he doesn't need to worry as much as before.

Although one leg was broken, but after recovering almost, I can walk with crutches, or take an electric wheelchair to walk on various floors.

——The electric wheelchair was bought from a nursing home.

Xin Qiji belatedly realized a problem.

Liu Xi is here, he has to continue to take care of him.

Although there are people who bring hot food over for dinner, and there is a private doctor next door to wait for you whenever you feel uncomfortable, but in the end, as a tenant, you still need to take care of him and accompany you for a while.

When Liu Xun has more free time, he starts watching dramas, eating melon seeds, or chatting with Racine Qiji, and teases him for fun when he has nothing to do.

But the good thing is that he has a more perfect study room and personal activity space.

When he lived in the Lu Mansion, Xin Qiji's actions and words were monitored, and he read books by dim candlelight.

Now living in 1203, he not only has his own bedroom with a private bathroom, but can also share Liu Xi's study and use any of Zhao Qingyu's many computers.

And this time, he was not an intern at the Agricultural Bureau, but a student of Jiang Yincheng.

When he lived in Yangzhou City, Xin Qiji took care of Qingyu in everything, and he always seemed to be an older brother.

But now that he is about to enter high school, Qingyu has become the one who takes care of him, not only accompanying him to register for the classroom, but also taking him around the school in advance, carefully explaining the uses of different areas, Lest he show timidity in front of his new classmates.

Laboratories, specimen rooms and many other places have been renovated to look modern and advanced.

Xin Qiji looked at everything here, only feeling anticipation but a little worried.

He wasn't sure he'd be able to complete the credits on time without being kicked out because his test scores were too low.

——Actually, as long as his acquaintance with Liu Xi is exposed, no one in the school would dare to embarrass him with credits.

But this is not the work of a gentleman, it is unrealistic.

On the first day of school, after attending the opening ceremony, a placement test will be taken, and then freshmen will go to different auditoriums to learn about various important tasks according to the temporary number, and after taking basic courses for a few days, they can go to different grades according to their abilities.

Qingyu was originally helping the scientific research institute to toss new technologies, but now he specially asked for three days off to help him prepare for a surprise study.

Judging from the results of the simulation paper, Xin Qiji's biology class is probably at the level of the third year of junior high school to the first year of high school, and his chemistry is also quite good-but he is obviously not good at physics.

The most troublesome thing is the various topics of electricity.

Acceleration, optics, and heat can all be associated and applied through the memory of actual life, but there are many things in the electrical module, because he has never seen related videos before, and he has no conditions to do experiments in Lin'an City, so he is completely confused water.

"You are familiar with the definition of RLC circuits, but how come you can't get around the corners in the application problems."

Zhao Qingyu flicked through the book, found out the circuit simulation app on the tablet, and explained the concept to him for the [-]th time.

Xin Qiji looked at the winding lines and various resistors, and felt that his head was still very big.

Due to the consideration of war preparation, the science knowledge in the school has been compressed beyond the schedule, and the test questions are all difficult.

He can continue to understand many things by means of self-justification, such as heat release, desublimation, specific heat capacity, and so on.

Things like series and parallel connections, and things like resistor voltage, once combined together, it is like a kaleidoscope, which can change into infinite routines.

The teachers who wrote the questions were all very sinister. Almost every word wanted to set a trap for people, and if they accidentally stepped in, they would lose points.

When he was taking the entrance exam, his back was drenched in cold sweat after the physics exam. Now when he was preparing for the grading exam, he also had a faint headache.

"You were able to get a passing grade on the mock test before, I think it's all because you have such a good memory... You can memorize any concept by heart, no matter whether you understand it or not." He poked at the ink that didn't look dry: "Where are the two boxes of ballpoint pens I gave you earlier?"

Xin Qiji lowered his eyes and smiled, and changed the topic: "Words such as electromotive force and internal resistance, although we all know their specific concepts, but we can't really pay attention to them at all."

"The deeper you learn, the more abstract concepts you will have." Qingyu said patiently: "Many people go bald at a young age, and it's not without reason."

Exams are there after all.

The comprehensive examination paper for ability rating is completely different from the entrance examination, just like a young girl who has been quiet for a long time suddenly reveals the ferocious face of a palace champion.

Xin Qiji worked on the questions from the afternoon until the evening, almost emptying two pen refills, and he had no idea at all.

The more he took the test, the more he felt a little distracted, probably because he used his brain too much, and he started thinking about other things when he couldn't solve the questions.

People trained on such topics are very scary in terms of analytical ability and comprehension ability.

I... can I also be such a person?

Two years ago, he thought he was a leader among his peers. Although he didn't go to the exam to obtain fame, he was good at both civil and military affairs, and he was full of the heart of serving the country.

But now, all that I have witnessed has shaken my originally firm mind.

He thought that he could become a leader, an outstanding and outstanding talent, but whether it was the smog in the officialdom of the Song Dynasty or the look of the Jiangyin students in the examination room that seemed to have the word "elite" written on their faces, they were all in the same place. Make him doubt himself.

Can I really... be who I want to be.

The test result was exactly the same as what Qingyu guessed, the third grade level, and was assigned to the third grade B class.

There were people of different ages sitting in the classroom, but the strange thing was that although Xin Qiji sat between them with his hair tied up, he didn't look awkward.

Modern people have never been short of nutrition since childhood, and many people are even over-fed by the seven aunts and eight aunts at home.

Many teenage children stood in front of ancient adults, but they looked much stronger and more mature.

Of course, the childishness on the face can only be slowly dispelled after entering the society.

The days that followed were very similar to those when he first entered the palace.

Familiar with the new order and environment, meet new friends, understand what to do and what not to do in different links, more time and energy will naturally be spent on class and self-study.

Due to the lack of too many liberal arts classes, even after evening self-study at [-] o'clock in the evening, Youan still has to go home with books and continue to make up lessons. I have to do all kinds of physics and chemistry teaching aids brought back by Qingyu, and I often work until two or three in the morning as soon as I study, and then I get up for a morning self-study after a quick sleep.

Liu Xi's room happened to be able to see the light in the study through the window, sometimes in the middle of the night after watching the drama, he would take a look at the boy to see if he was asleep.

—apparently not asleep.

There was a light knock on the door.

Xin Qiji raised his head, and when he turned around, he saw Liu Xi sitting on the electric wheelchair, looking at him with his chin propped up.

"Yes—do you need to make coffee?" He stood up in a little panic: "Shall I help you?"

"No," Liu Xi smiled playfully, "Bring your tutorial book, and I'll explain it to you."