"This bald Cao is quite ruthless. He's eliminated all possibilities for Qin Yang to cheat. But I like it, hehe..." Wang Shuai thought with a wild laugh.
"Guo Jia, styled Fengxiao, was from Yangzhai in Yingchuan."
Qin Yang's clear voice echoed in the classroom.
"Not bad, remembering the first sentence, I can do that too."
Wang Shuai smirked as he glanced over. Memorizing the first sentence wasn't too difficult.
"At first, when he met Yuan Shao in the north, he told Shao's strategists Xin Ping and Guo Tu: 'A wise man understands his lord with precision, thus succeeding in all endeavors and establishing merits and fame...'
"Huh?"
Wang Shuai, who was laughing wildly inside, suddenly froze. This... the next sentence doesn't seem to be made up.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Students in the class, who were in 'watching a show' mode, were also taken aback. Memorizing the beginning is possible, but the following sentence is a bit lengthy, right? They hurriedly turned back to check their own exam papers, comparing them word for word.
Even the two class beauties were no exception, both lowering their heads to look at their respective test papers.
"...Yu recommended Jia. He was summoned for an audience where they discussed affairs of the world. The Grand Ancestor said: 'The one to help me achieve great deeds must be this person.' When Jia left, he also joyfully said: 'Truly my lord.' Appointed as Military Sacrificial Wine for the Chamberlain of the Army..."
At this moment, the classroom was extremely quiet, only Qin Yang's clear recitation resonated.
Bald Cao's dark old face shifted from initial disdain to amazement, and like the other students, he was examining his own test paper word by word, occasionally looking up to watch Qin Yang, preventing him from cheating.
"...Later, the Grand Ancestor returned from conquering Jingzhou, and at Baqiu he encountered an epidemic, burned ships, sighed: 'If Guo Fengxiao were here, I would not be in this predicament.'
"No way, he actually memorized it completely?" Wang Shuai stared stupidly at the test paper, looking stunned.
Qin Yang calmly finished reciting, turning his gaze to Bald Cao, implying that he had finished, and it's time for him to act.
Bald Cao's face froze completely now. Could this kid have memorized the biography for leisure? But it seems like he borrowed the test paper from the chubby kid in front.
"Are you just intentionally challenging the teacher by memorizing this? I hate students like this the most, relying on a bit of cleverness, disregarding the teacher. Do you really think you have a photographic memory?"
Bald Cao, with a dark face, assumed the demeanor of a department head and reprimanded.
Upon hearing this, Qin Yang frowned. Actually, he hadn't intended to force Bald Cao to eat the test paper, but Bald Cao's words were quite unpleasant.
"That's right, I have a photographic memory."
In the gaze of everyone, Qin Yang nodded calmly.
"Haha, that's hilarious. This is the funniest joke I've heard today. I've never encountered a photographic memory genius in my life."
Bald Cao laughed loudly, anticipating that very remark from Qin Yang.
"Alright, since you claim to have a photographic memory, let's see you memorize this piece of modern reading... No, it shouldn't just be Chinese characters, right?"
Saying this, Bald Cao drew the thickest book from a pile on Guo Xiaobin's desk in front.
"'Five Years of College Entrance Exams, Three Years of Mock Tests,' it's math, this Bald Cao is really ruthless."
Seeing the book in Bald Cao's hand, which was as thick as a brick, the students' expressions became colorful, and they all couldn't help but think this way.
As Bald Cao flipped through the pages, he coldly watched Qin Yang, hoping to catch a glimpse of panic. But Qin Yang's expression remained indifferent.
Show off, I'll make you pay today!
Bald Cao thought maliciously. Then, in the thick book, he turned to a page towards the back filled with symbols and numbers, handing the book to Qin Yang.
Under everyone's gaze, Qin Yang looked casually, then returned the book to Bald Cao.
"All students should have this 'Five Years of College Entrance Exams, Three Years of Mock Tests,' so let's turn to page 112 and watch Qin Yang perform his photographic memory feat."
Bald Cao looked mockingly at Qin Yang, refusing to believe he couldn't handle him.
The rest of the students had already laid the thick book on their desks. Once Bald Cao finished speaking, everyone quickly flipped to page 112.
If anyone had previously claimed Qin Yang could memorize instantly, they would have drawn idiot stares, but now, strangely enough, some part of them began to believe.
"5. In triangle ABC, sides are a, b, c, and satisfy the condition (2a-c)cosB = bcosC, find angle B..."
As Qin Yang recited clearly, Bald Cao's face turned colorful, noting that not even the punctuation was incorrect.
Could this guy really have a photographic memory?!
Bald Cao rubbed his eyes and looked at Qin Yang again, an unruly yellow-haired, cheaply dressed student unrelated to photographic memory genius, wondering which mandarin suddenly emerged.
"...Thus, the maximum value of function f(x) is 3. This page is complete, the page number at the bottom is 112, but that goes without saying..."
"Gulp!"
Some students audibly swallowed, astounded at this feat, and it was mathematics! Those confusing numbers and symbols, just a glance, yet he memorized them?
Clap! Clap! Clap!
Someone started clapping first, quickly followed by enthusiastic applause that filled the room.
"Eat the test paper, eat the test paper..."
When the applause subsided, someone in a corner of the classroom squeezed their nose and uttered this remark.
The voice wasn't particularly loud, but in the quiet classroom, it was exceptionally clear, directing everyone's gaze to Bald Cao.
"Cough cough..."
Bald Cao loudly coughed twice, concealing the embarrassment on his old face, then adopting a sincere guidance pose.
"This student has quite a good memory. In the future, you should study more diligently. After all, good memory shouldn't lead to laziness..."
This remark had barely finished when it triggered some hisses.
Ding ling ling!
Just at that moment, the bell for class's end rang, saving Bald Cao once more. He hurriedly tucked the test paper under his arm, grim-faced, and fled the classroom.
"Xiao Yang bro, you were really fierce. Did you see Bald Cao's face?" Guo Xiaobin turned around, clicking his tongue in admiration.
"By the way, Xiao Yang bro, do you really have a photographic memory?"
Guo Xiaobin eagerly watched Qin Yang, and many others directed their gaze his way. What's surprising is that a student seen by peers as a rascal suddenly transforms into a genius with photographic memory.
Qin Yang smiled and nodded. As a cultivator, he could memorize extensive and obscure spells, let alone a thin sheet of paper. When he advances to Immortal Master and develops spiritual sense, a mere glance would imprint all the book's words in his mind.
Despite the end of class, few students left. Unable to feasibly envy Qin Yang's memory skill, they chose to diligently study their books.
Qin Yang also picked up his history book, with a somber gaze. He pondered whether this technological era has any cultivators, but at least three to four thousand years ago, this world likely housed cultivators.