My Study Group is Full of Really Big Guys

It's very good, but I'm a scumbag and most of them don't understand it, but that doesn't stop me from thinking it's boring.

I originally thought it was like those other group chat articles, treating others as fools, but it turned out that it was okay. A pure boss amused children, and slowly made a beggar who could not be seen by children from the hall of sacred knowledge gradually approach and approach the hall of knowledge, gathering together with the top minds in history and integrating into it.

Is this old-fashioned plot recommended by so many people? You guys have such good taste?

Can it be faster? It's not enough.

It's so beautiful, I hope the author will add more updates

It is written from a relaxed and pleasant perspective, mixed with a lot of professional knowledge, but the author is very skillful. Come on, I will keep watching. 😘😘😘

Those who know are not as good as those who are good at it, and those who are good at it are not as good as those who are happy Don't know how to learn, don't like learning, and don't get a sense of pleasure and accomplishment. How can there be any results? I can study mathematics to the point of forgetting to sleep and eat, and easily kill the test paper in seconds. I studied the problem in my dream countless times and then suddenly woke up. I spent an hour on a difficult problem on the weekend. I didn't have to search for the problem or play the game and give up. At the same time, no one in the class came up with a blank. Ranked first in mathematics from junior high school to senior high school They all admire those who are good at math. So I don't like Chinese English. It's all about rote memorization. I can fill in the blanks with poems and spell out words, but I can't write compositions. Going to class is like sitting on pins and needles, like an ostrich afraid of asking questions. But the science students were mesmerized by it, the sunset and the solitary swans flew together, and the autumn water became the same color as the sky. Details determine success or failure I always feel that something is cumbersome, arrogant, and don't take it seriously. I thought I had seen through the exam and that was it, so I gave up on myself. I didn't pay attention to the class for quite some time after I was admitted to the first grade of high school. For example, in English, teachers at that time still followed the textbooks and studied unit by unit. For the college entrance examination, they only had a few reading articles and two compositions. Some of the words and phrases they learned were of no use at all. I have little interest and don't want to study. The assigned homework is to copy the answers directly. For example, in physics, you only need to remember a few formulas, why bother listening to the lectures? I don't even listen, I just study on my own, and I just read the questions and see the answers as learning knowledge points. Then after finishing these things, I feel empty. I feel that these are too simple, not difficult at all, and my eyes are higher than my head. But at this time, I was also useless. Everything was an illusion and a bubble. I no longer know how to think. I have become a question answering machine. I am at a loss when I encounter questions I have never seen before. I am also an ordinary person and do not have the ability to obtain permanent certification. Without thinking, without summarizing and sorting out, without clarifying the details, the methods that used to come up out of nowhere in mathematics are so unfamiliar again, and the answer template for physics is even more familiar and unclear. Suddenly, he fell into an unprecedented fear of falling from immortality to mortal, and he was afraid of becoming a joke. But it was too late, as the college entrance examination was approaching, I realized that I had been living in a muddle day after day for two years. It seems that I have been working hard and rolling like crazy, but my spirit has decayed and I am lying flat, like stagnant water without vitality. Learn from the pain and change your past mistakes. It was too late, so I gulped down a few big questions in the test paper, hoping to turn the tide, and anxiously asked for help on how to write an essay, but was helpless. The only person who responded to me was my former self. I read out all the essays I had written in the past. Fortunately, the Chinese language only tested argumentative essays. I wrote three essays with different themes based on a template with a sword of despair. I used it in the college entrance examination and got unprecedented scores. But the rest is a mess. In mathematics, my brain shut down when I saw a few new types of questions. Although they were all basic questions, I didn't pay attention at all and forgot the strict definitions. In addition, I didn't sleep due to anxiety, and my mind was really confused and I couldn't recall them at all. My sudden idea and my adrenaline were gone and there was no way they could come back. The Walking Dead finished with a 108, the lowest score since high school. I failed in more than a dozen English essays and reading and writing, and the average scores in key classes in key high schools were all above 140. And I was 20 points lower. I even read the wrong question for the last question in Physics. I only found out after writing it for the second time in the exam room, but I ran out of time and almost got a perfect score. Chemistry and Biology are quite satisfactory. If you can do it, you can do it. If you don't memorize it and go beyond the class, you can't do it, 90 or above. Looking back on all this, what influenced me to take the first place in the exam and go to Tsinghua and Peking University was never talent, but education. And education does not happen overnight. It's every year that matters. Starting from a certificate in kindergarten, I want, I go, I get. Starting from the praise of the primary school math teacher, starting from the partiality of the Chinese teacher, starting from others being able to participate in cram schools, starting from what parents can do, starting from when everyone said that boys are better at physical science than girls, everything is different, everyone is a blank piece of paper, there is no talent, it is the environment that shapes a person. My family background is not that good, and my parents have no more than junior high school education. What they gave me was just one sentence: After I finish my homework, I can do whatever I want with it. Just let it go without any care. Such a simple reward mechanism, first bitter and then sweet, ran through my compulsory education. I worked hard to finish my homework at school in order to have fun at home. This kind of conscious goal allows me to grow rapidly in the battle. Others were carefree, whispering to each other in class and stalking and joking after class. I have never met anyone who is a top academic, or someone who is talented. They are just more self-disciplined than me, come from a better family, and go to cram schools. They are reading classics, I am reading novels, and they are exploring their interests and hobbies. I can only watch TV, they are solving questions, and I am playing games. If you don't work hard, you will be mediocre. If you work half hard, you will be partial to subjects. Keep working hard, Tsinghua University and Peking University. I never recognize genius. They marveled at how I came up with this idea. It was all because I was obsessed with learning. I could suddenly have an idea when delving into a difficult problem, and I could think and get the answer in my sleep. I also boasted that I was between cow A and cow C, but I was just a frog in the well. Usually I am always the most outstanding, but the math competition brought me back to my original form, and I was directly at the bottom of that batch. I fell into self-doubt. Are they actually much smarter than me? Also in the third grade of junior high school, I was always suppressed by a girl, and I couldn't understand it in every possible way. When I was selected for the mathematics competition class in high school, I only had half of the highest score (I guess there were no extra points in the college entrance examination at that time). Since then, I have redoubled my efforts. I was still answering questions when I was a volunteer at the school sports meeting. I also directly ranked first in math in the placement test, right? Later I found out that those few went to Xinghuo cram school, where all kinds of questions were sorted out and given one-on-one tutoring. The teacher also helps with homework problems. You have to admit the importance of educational resources. If I had chosen another key high school, with a more closed management system that was more suitable for me, and without the temptation of tablets in school, perhaps everything would be different.

Very well written👌, I hope the author will update soon😆

Nothing else, more updates, that's it.

I want to ask how to add more updates, but this is not enough.