pertwk Chapter 35 Wang Qian
Chapter 35 Wang Qian
"Wang Qian,"
Lecturer Wang's gaze lingered on the girl for two seconds, and his brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.
"He used to be a good student, so why is he always skipping classes now? Has he become addicted to video games?"
She said with a hint of helplessness, "Although games can help strengthen one's resolve and improve one's wisdom, excessive addiction will only ruin one's studies."
"Sit down."
After saying that, he ignored her and continued operating the light screen in his hand.
"Yes, I'm sorry."
Wang Qian lowered her head and spoke very softly. She glanced cautiously at the classroom, her gaze lingering on the empty seat next to Ling Jiu for a moment, but ultimately chose the more inconspicuous seat further back, diagonally opposite Ling Jiu.
Although she arrived late, Lecturer Wang still managed to get an extra piece of data into her personal brain terminal.
Through her mother's eyes, Jiang Yun saw that as soon as she sat down, she neither cared about what was being taught in class nor what she was going to do next. She took out her phone, and the cold light from the screen reflected on her slightly pale face.
She opened the "Xiaoku Smart Guidance" mini-program with its simple icon, and her fingers swiped rapidly, clearly deducing the annotations of the cultivation technique, her expression serious to the point of obsession.
Lecturer Wang's voice rang out again, this time addressed to the whole class:
"Today, we're not only helping you cultivate your literary skills through reading, but it also relates to your class performance. Every time you successfully recite a poem, a magpie will chirp once, so you can see how much other students are progressing in the same class. But some students..."
She paused, then looked at Wang Qian: "You started playing on your phone right away, are you confident of success?"
The classroom was quiet, and many people saw Wang Qian's actions.
Wang Qian stiffened for a moment, hurriedly put away her phone, and looked up at the podium: "Oh, okay."
She responded, her face full of frustration at her own lack of self-confidence. She began to try to minimize her presence and quietly looked at the poem in her mind.
A light black bubble of emotion floated out, which Jiang Yun captured with her 'Butterfly God's Eye'.
Honestly, doesn't the teacher have any other lessons to teach? Why are they focusing on me all the time...?
But soon, a hint of surprise appeared in her eyes.
A light red bubble of emotion floated out from above her head.
[It worked! With Xiaoku's guidance, I can finally understand poems I couldn't before!]
There's no need for classes at all; Xiaoku is enough!
I hate that feeling of everyone paying attention to me...
The end of the line was still trembling, as if it were carrying an excessively heavy expectation.
"start."
Lecturer Wang's voice fell calmly.
The next second, through her mother's senses, Jiang Yun was shocked to find a small screen next to the poem on the terminal in her brain, displaying the names of all the students, all of which were currently grayed out.
As someone successfully recites the poem, a "+1" will appear next to their name and begin to climb upwards.
Almost the instant the word "start" was uttered, Wang Qian's name was the first to light up.
"+1".
She didn't even speak, only her lips moved silently a few times, her eyes focused intently on the verses in her mind.
But the magpie that had perched on her table on the branch had already let out a clear chirp.
Wang Qian's face instantly flushed with excitement. She looked up at the big screen and saw her name at the top of the list, and couldn't help but smile.
More light red mood bubbles floated out from her:
[Number one! I am number one!]
[Little Ku is amazing... It said this sentence means "star orbits shift, night dew turns to frost," and I understood it immediately!]
[This time...this time I'm sure I'll get an A...and...if I can guarantee I'll pass the exam, I'll never have to go to class again...]
Jiang Yun sensed that besides excitement, something else was intertwined within those light red lines: anxiety, unease, and an almost pathological obsession.
However, his attention soon shifted to his biological mother.
Different from others.
When others recite the poem, they usually have to frown and think hard, trying to perceive the artistic conception in the verses, before they can barely squeeze out a line or two.
Some people even turned red in the face from holding their breath, but couldn't utter a single word.
As for the biological mother...
Jiang Yun directly activated the cheat code, achieving a state of flow, and then activated!
With 233 points of Dao Hui plus his 84 points, and the double boost of comprehension from Flow Mode, he reached an astonishing 600 points.
So she simply gazed quietly at the verses in her mind, and the words seemed to come alive before her eyes. She didn't even need to consciously try to understand them; the poetic sentiment flowed into her heart naturally, like water.
"Stars hang low over the vast plains, the moon surges in the great river's flow..."
She read it out softly, her voice clear and steady.
A magpie chirped crisply on her desk, and a "+1" lit up next to her name on the big screen, indicating that her ranking was rising.
In Jiang Yun's "Butterfly God's Eye" vision, he saw an even more astonishing sight.
As Ling Jiu recited the poem, the words transformed into pale golden specks of light, and various moods and thoughts spontaneously arose in her mind, without any need for deliberate thought or understanding.
Those images are not at all bound to any particular type, as the teacher said.
Moreover, deep within the mother's brow, a wisp of extremely fine, yet solid, "qi" was slowly gathering and rotating.
It seems this is what Lecturer Wang meant by the innate literary spirit extracted from insights.
He should be close to breaking through to the Hidden Spirit Realm.
When did I become so smart?
Ling Jiu was taken aback, but she didn't delve into it. Instead, she focused on her current state of mind and continued to perceive and recite the poems one by one.
This kind of opportunity is so rare!
"A lone plume of smoke rises straight from the desert, the setting sun hangs round over the long river..."
"+2".
"I will climb to the summit, and all the mountains will appear small below..."
"+3".
Her ranking steadily rose, and she soon broke into the top ten.
Feeling the warm and clear sensation transmitted from the mother's body, Jiang Yun in the womb couldn't help but stretch her arms and legs comfortably in the amniotic fluid.
As Lingjiu recited the poems, through the bond between mother and son, he was also able to perceive the beauty of the imagery in those verses.
When Ling Jiu read "Stars hang low over the vast plains," he felt as if he really saw a vast starry sky hanging low over the wilderness; when he read "A lone plume of smoke rises straight in the desert," the dry smell of the wind and sand seemed to penetrate the tip of his still-developing nose.
Daohui is growing rapidly.
[Dao Hui: 82→83→84……]
At the same time, he felt something inside him awakening.
It was a lotus-shaped outline that had always existed vaguely deep within his consciousness.
Previously, it was only vaguely visible, but now, as the understanding of the Dao deepened, the outline of the lotus flower became clearer and clearer, and the texture of the petals and the halo of the lotus heart gradually became distinct.
He had a vague guess that this was probably his life soul.
But beyond that, something deeper is slowly growing within the body, in the brain.
Jiang Yun's heart stirred, and he immediately used his hidden perception to deduce the result.
"Yanzi, help me figure out what this thing is?"
He sent the command directly to Shenji Tianyan.
[Driving simulation in progress...]
[Result: Through the connection between mother and child, sharing your mother's insights on literature and philosophy, your own understanding of literature and philosophy is deepening, which will help you in your future practice of literature and philosophy.]
Faced with the unknown, you choose a 'prudent approach to knowledge,' calculating its effects and understanding that appreciating poetry can effectively help you enter a state of intellectual engagement.
[Evaluation: Steady progress]
[Computing power +3]
[Computing power surplus: 36]
Jiang Yun understood.
Although we don't know if there are any other mysteries in the literary arts, just the way Lecturer Wang transformed into Li Bai was incredibly cool.
He even fantasized about what it would be like if he recited "The King of Qin swept across the six kingdoms" or "His strength could uproot mountains and his spirit could cover the world."
Not to mention the famous poem "The Golden Monkey Wields His Mighty Cudgel," which is exciting just to think about.
He no longer hesitated, calmed his mind, and fully felt the poetry transmitted from the womb.