In this solemn atmosphere, the class was finally officially started.

However, when Zhang Kun sat in the stairs classroom, he stared at the textbook on his desk...

Damn, this is a medical school, why do you still have to study physics?

Zhang Kun looked at a bunch of nouns, linear tables, linked lists, stacks and queues, binary trees..., he had never heard of them.

I think about the more than a dozen books piled up in my dormitory, among which chemistry alone includes general chemistry, inorganic chemistry, analytical chemistry, physical chemistry, and organic chemistry...

Forget this, but tell me, what is the use of a medical student? What is the use of a computer? Not to mention ethics, this is from the Department of Philosophy...

Zhang Kun flipped through the textbook that he couldn't understand at all, and his eyes were almost filled with stars.

I originally thought that it would be fine to be a doctorate in the medical school based on my medical knowledge inherited from Ye Nantian. But now, I see that I may not be able to make it even for the first year, let alone eight years.

It's miserable!

Zhang Kun's face turned pale and his mind was in chaos. At this moment, the lecturer of the class finally came in.

The lecturer was in his forties. He stood on the stage and introduced his name on the blackboard, and then opened the textbook directly: "The first three chapters are self-study, please turn directly to Chapter 4..."

Zhang Kun, who was about to open the pages of the book, almost spit out his old blood when he heard this.

Damn, if you don’t talk about what you mentioned before, can I understand what you come after?

Zhang Kun looked at the teacher who was already speaking on the podium and listened to the teacher's voice. Well, Mandarin is very standard, and Zhang Kun could hear every word clearly, but when these words were connected...

Damn, what are you talking about?

It's over, it's really over!

Zhang Kun's eyes began to dissipate, and he suddenly felt like he wanted to faint directly. At this moment, Zhang Kun suddenly felt a severe pain coming from his head.

The pain was very intense, but it came and went quickly. When the pain disappeared, Zhang Kun's eyes suddenly changed, the stairs classroom disappeared, the lecturer disappeared, and the classmates disappeared, and then, suddenly, countless words appeared out of thin air, like barrage of movies, quickly passing by Zhang Kun's eyes.

The rotation of rigid bodies in a fixed axis, the movement theory of gas molecules, thermodynamics, electrostatic fields in vacuum...

Gauss' theorem, Shava's law, Hall effect, Fresnel principle...

One font after another passed by Zhang Kun's eyes and then deeply imprinted into Zhang Kun's mind. Each font seemed to be in Zhang Kun's mind.

The picture flashed quickly, and the fonts became more and more, and it lasted for more than an hour. When the last font was also imprinted into Zhang Kun's mind, a smiling figure appeared in front of Zhang Kun.

Zhang Kun looked at the sudden appearance of the figure, his eyes suddenly widened, and his whole body was trembling slightly.

But just when he wanted to reach out and grab it, the smiling figure disappeared instantly like a bubble.

"Ye Nantian..." Zhang Kun stood up and roared, but when Zhang Kun opened his eyes and tried hard to find it, there was no Ye Nantian's figure. Instead, countless pairs of eyes around him were staring at him.

The teacher on the podium's eyes trembled, and the chalk he was holding was broken into two pieces with a snap.

He finally endured the anger in his heart and said in a deep voice: "That classmate, even if the class I taught was unpleasant, please don't bother other students. This is the first time. If there is another next time, I have to invite you out."

When Zhang Kun heard the lecturer's slightly angry words, he realized that he was still in the stairs classroom. More than 200 students around him were all looking at him. The lecturer on the podium also had a pale face and implicit anger, but there was no shadow of Ye Nantian.

"So I'm dreaming?" Zhang Kun showed bitterness on his face. He pursed his lips, took a deep breath, and then looked at the lecturer on the podium and bowed: "I'm sorry, teacher, I won't know next time!"

Seeing Zhang Kun apologizing, the lecturer's face was slightly better, but he was still a little dissatisfied when he looked at Zhang Kun, but he waved his hand: "Okay, sit down, let's continue the lecture..."

Zhang Kun sat down quietly, but suddenly recalled the day when Ye Nantian was scattered. The last smile, the last wave... Bastard!

Zhang Kun lowered his head, and before he knew it, almost a year has passed. Are you doing well?

Maybe it was not good, after all, it was destroyed in front of me at that time, it was destroyed in ashes.

Ye Nantian... is no longer here.

Zhang Kun's face felt bitter, but suddenly, Zhang Kun's whole face suddenly froze. He stared blankly at the book that was flipping on the desk.

It is still the fourth chapter, the words and phrases, but... Zhang Kun suddenly realized that he seemed to be able to understand it.

And not only can you understand it, but even if you don’t turn the next page, Zhang Kun can actually know what is written on the next page.

Zhang Kun suddenly opened the next page, as he thought in his mind.

Then Zhang Kun turned to Chapter 7, Chapter 10...

Zhang Kun's eyes were a little dull. What's going on?

The physics book that I couldn't understand originally seemed to be completely imprinted in his mind at this time. And it was not just memory, but even understanding.

At this moment, Zhang Kun suddenly remembered the scene of Ye Nantian that he had just seen.

"Isn't it a dream?" Zhang Kun murmured.

However, just when Zhang Kun was in a daze, outside the stairs classroom, a figure stared at Zhang Kun. After a long time, the figure turned around and slowly disappeared.

...

As soon as the two hours arrived, the lecturer ignored the fifth chapter before he finished speaking. He directly put together the book and announced the end of get out of class. After saying that, he left the classroom without looking back.

At this time, Zhang Kun had slowly come back from his horror, silently put away his well-educated textbook at this time, and was about to get up and leave with the other classmates, but at this moment, Xiang Jingtian suddenly walked over.

Xiang Jingtian stood in front of Zhang Kun and said directly: "Zhang Kun, Professor Peng said that you would go to his office after class."

Zhang Kun was stunned and looked up at Xiang Jingtian: "The counselor said something is wrong?"

Xiang Jingtian shrugged and said he didn't know, but then Xiang Jingtian smiled and gave Zhang Kun a thumbs up: "You dare to sleep in the first big class of the school year. OK, I'm convinced you."

Zhang Kun smiled indifferently, and did not speak. He nodded to Jingtian, indicating that he knew, so he stood up and left the classroom.

Ma Fang is looking for me? What's wrong? Don't ask me for trouble again. Zhang Kun thought about it while walking.

After leaving the stairs classroom, Zhang Kun walked directly towards Peng Yibo's office.

Peng Yibo's office is in the administrative building of the South Campus. In the office, Peng Yibo was sitting at the desk, as if looking through something. After feeling someone came in, Peng Yibo raised his head and looked at Zhang Kun, and then silently covered the book.

Zhang Kun stood in front of Peng Yibo, without saying a word, just quietly holding the book.

Peng Yibo seemed not in a hurry to speak, but just looked at Zhang Kun carefully.

After a long time, Peng Yibo sneered on his face: "Zhang Kun, right? I know you are the one who comes in through the back door. You can apply to drop out of school by yourself!"
Chapter completed!