Moreover, the scribes of the Han Dynasty studied classic books every day and were already familiar with them. Their understanding of words and sentences was not comparable to that of people on earth in the 21st century.

However, it is difficult to return. Once you can enter Confucianism and Taoism, the power of control is very strong.

Wang Qiang is self-aware and knows that he is not the material to study Confucianism and Taoism.

Even if you are proficient in Tang poetry and Song lyrics, so what?

If you don't understand all the artistic conception clearly, you are just working in vain.

Just like the word "fire", it contains countless artistic conceptions. Wang Qiang estimates that he can't even analyze this word clearly. How can he use words and poetry to enter Taoism?

What's more, there are three thousand avenues, all leading to the same destination. There's no telling who is more powerful.

Each cultivation method depends on its own realm, attributes, magical powers, spells, magic weapons, etc.

Wang Qiang came to the school for the first time and followed the dozen boys and girls into the lecture hall.

There are dozens of clean futons placed here, and the students are sitting cross-legged on the futons in an orderly manner, with their bodies lowered and no one is whispering to each other.

"No need to kneel down?"

Wang Qiang was a little surprised, but his movements were not slow. He followed suit and sat cross-legged on a futon, sitting upright and motionless, waiting for the master's arrival.

After a while, a teacher in his thirties entered the lecture hall unhurriedly.

He looked around and found that there was an older newcomer today.

He walked to the upper seat and sat down, and said, "Newcomers who have just arrived, come forward and get books, paper and pens!"

Wang Qiang stood up quickly, came to the master who was sitting in front of him, and took a bag containing a complete set of stationery.

"Thank you, Master."

Wang Qiang then bowed, turned back and sat down on the futon.

When I opened the stationery bag, I found two books and a set of pens, inks, paper and inkstones for writing.

He looked at the students beside him and found that they had taken out their books and carefully placed them on the ground in front of him, and they quickly imitated them.

"Today, we will continue to study the Thousand-Character Classic."

The Master did not hesitate and said directly, "Everyone, please read it three times with me."

As soon as he finished speaking, the students below each picked up a book and opened it to the first page.

"The sky and the earth are dark and yellow, the universe is primitive. The sun and moon are waxing and waning, and the stars and stars are arrayed..."

A burst of ups and downs of reading came continuously.

Of course Wang Qiang can't read aloud, but he has a photographic memory. While comparing the sound of everyone's reading with the book, he memorizes the entire thousand-character text.

By the time everyone recited the Thousand-Character Prose, Wang Qiang had already understood all the words in the Thousand-Character Prose.

When everyone recited it for the second time, he also started to recite it along with everyone.

There is no doubt that there is no mistake at all.

He had to secretly lament that his photographic memory and terrifying learning ability were not suppressed in any way in the original world at the center of the universe. Instead, his mind became more flexible and his thinking became more lively.

This made him very happy.

Presumably, in this big world of origin, the ability to have a photographic memory is very difficult to possess.

Even if it's a four-star expert, it's the same.

After these days of inquiring and observing, he found no one with this ability.

But as the Han Dynasty was so huge, it was impossible that no one had this ability.

However, even if there are, there are definitely not many, and it is estimated that they will not exceed the number of hands.

"It's so easy to read and write!"

Wang Qiang thought with joy.

After reading the Thousand Character Essay aloud, the Master led everyone to read another book three times.

This book is a bound volume similar to "The Great Learning, Doctrine of the Mean" and is thicker.

There is no doubt that after everyone read it aloud, Wang Qiang had memorized it all and kept up with everyone's rhythm the second time.

After reading aloud, the master began to explain it to everyone word for word, regardless of whether Wang Qiang could understand it or not.

This is the way teaching is done here.

As the saying goes, if you read a book a hundred times, its meaning will become apparent to you.

As long as you read and write a book a hundred times, you will basically become familiar with it.

Wang Qiang is now fully literate, and his calligraphy is already very good, so there is no problem in writing.

But next, you have to learn the basic exercises, and of course you have to understand the meaning of each word.

Otherwise, if you are wrong by a hair or a thousand miles, you will be in big trouble.

With his photographic memory, he firmly remembered the Master's explanations.

He had to admit that even the doctoral students in the Chinese Department of later generations would never be able to match this master's understanding of ancient Chinese.

This master's explanation of various words and sentences has reached the point where he can pick them up casually, and his level is extremely high.

"Dong dong..."

As the bell rang, noon arrived unknowingly.

The master stood up and immediately announced that get out of class was over.

Wang Qiang woke up from his immersion, and together with these students, stood up and bowed to the Master. It was not until the Master left that everyone walked out of the school in twos and threes.

Wang Qiang followed everyone else's example and hung his schoolbag on one side of his waist, and came to the cafeteria to prepare for breakfast.

Their school was the closest to the cafeteria and was the first to arrive.

When these students prepared their meals one by one and sat down to eat, others began to arrive one after another.

Wang Qiang ate very quickly and was full in no time. As soon as he put down his bowls and chopsticks and was about to get up, Lu Lingqi arrived with a group of companions from yesterday.

Wang Qiang learned the lesson from yesterday. He just raised his head and glanced up, then stood up and walked towards the door.

It wasn't until I walked out of the cafeteria that I secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's because I'm too worried."

Wang Qiang then secretly smiled bitterly. He was like an ant now. As long as he didn't cause trouble and paid attention to his words and deeds, others would not bother to trouble him.

"hehe……"

He shook his head slightly and strode towards the small courtyard where he lived.

In the afternoon, the time has just arrived.

Wang Qiang has already arrived at the school, and soon the Master will arrive.

He took everyone to a nearby school, where there were dozens of tables and chairs.

"This afternoon, as before, practice calligraphy!"

The Master said, "Everyone, copy the Thousand-Character Essay once and you will have completed your homework for this afternoon."

He then walked to the podium on his own, guided everyone to sit down, took out his pen, ink, paper, inkstone and textbook, sat upright, copied the text meticulously, and then nodded.

Soon, he discovered something unusual.

The student who just came to the school to study today is actually dictating?

Moreover, looking at the way he writes, there is actually a hint of flowing water?

He was shocked, stood up and came behind Wang Qiang. He saw that under Wang Qiang's standard handwriting, a very neat thousand-character essay had been written by Wang Qiang silently soon.

"This... this student has studied before?"

"No! It's impossible! The way he looked this morning, he was obviously illiterate!"

Very few things moved him. This time he was truly frightened.

"Could it be that my student is a genius with a photographic memory and strong learning ability?"

"I have only heard of a few such geniuses, among whom Zhang Song of Yizhou is the best."

He had only heard about it before, but now he saw it with his own eyes, and he was immediately very excited.

If we say what is the most gratifying thing for a responsible teacher, it is undoubtedly to have a talented student who respects his teacher.

Being able to cultivate a truly gifted student is the most fulfilling feeling for every responsible teacher.

"Well, we need to observe him for a few more days. If this is the case, we can focus on training him and give him some small tricks."

The master returned to his seat quietly, thinking in his heart.
Chapter completed!