My Sister is a Bit Ruthless

  Chapter 203 Maximizing Information

  Snowman does not go back to his room, but instead presses the doorbell of 0301.

   "Go and open the door, I can't be too busy cooking." Hao Xiaoli shouted from the kitchen.

  Lanlan went home to visit her parents.

  The bug is still reciting poems like no one else. Xia Pengfei went to open the door and saw Snowman carrying a large bag of things.

   "Come in, Siyu." The corners of Peng Fei's eyebrows were full of smiles and warmth.

"I made some hot drinks for you. It's comfortable to drink in winter. I won't go in. I'm going to recite poems." Si Yu stood at the door, but did not enter, and stuffed a large bag of things into Pengfei's hands. .

  The young man took the plastic bag in one hand, held the girl’s slender hand in the other hand, went to the door, and closed the door decisively.

  The young man lowered his head and patted the snow on the girl's body, and then reached out his hand to brush the white snow on her head, and wiped the small snowflakes from the crystal hairpin.

  Crystal hairpin is more dazzling.

  Finally, there is a snow bead on the tip of a little curled nose.

  Siyu was hypnotized by his series of skilled and natural movements. In a daze, her forehead was gently soothed by the boy's warm lips, "I'll warm you up."

  The voice is so gentle that people want to melt away. This time, the girl forgot to violently attack the boy.

  "If you want to recite poems, where you can’t recite poems, come in and sit down. Brother will help you recite poems quickly." The boy brought slippers for her.

   Putting on the slippers, the girl suddenly remembered the boy’s intimate behavior, went to pinch the boy’s face, gritted her teeth, "You were dishonest again!"

  The boy immediately pretended to be confused, "I follow my heart in everything I do.

  Alright, what did you get us delicious? I guess it's only for round round worms.

  Absolutely not mine. "

  The teenager successfully changed the subject.

  "Go to the West Tower alone without words, the moon is like a hook.

  The lonely phoenix tree courtyard at night, locks the clear autumn.

   Continuously cutting, the reason is still chaotic, it is distress.

  Don’t have the general taste in my heart. "

  Xia Chongchong shook his head and recites the poem.

  Leng Yuanyuan watched Xia Pengfei carrying something in his hand, Pidianpidian ran over, "What did my sister buy?"

   "Bake milk, Sister Duoduo will entertain, I blackmailed her a few more. In addition, I also bought mutton skewers." Siyu smiled and her eyebrows were also curled.

  Xiao Xia always opened the packaging layer by layer. Seeing that there were four cups inside, it was still warm when I touched it.

  The other bag is filled with lamb skewers, and the aroma bursts out as soon as the package is opened.

   "The little bugs come and eat them before they carry them."

   After hearing Peng Fei’s call, Xiao Chong Chong also ran over beamingly, brought a cup of grilled milk, and carried a bunch of mutton skewers in his hand. He had not forgotten to thank Siyu.

   "Sister Yu is so kind, thank you!"

   "You scolded me harshly the other day." Siyu said with a smile.

  "It's delicious!" The bug bit on the skewers and drank the grilled milk, "It's delicious. Women love to hold grudges."

  Sister Yu, I have to talk about you, sometimes I have to learn to forget. "

   Xiao Yuanyuan ate with relish, so that the corners of her mouth and nose were all greasy and spicy powder.

   "Why don't you eat it?" Peng Fei picked up a cup, his black eyes looked at Si Yu.

   "I ate outside, give the cup to Aunt Hao."

  The young man plugged in the straw, walked to the girl’s side with the cup, handed the cup to the girl’s lips and said with low eyes, “Taste it.”

  The girl smiled, "I drink it?"

  The girl lowered her head and took a sip, and the cup was suddenly taken away, "It's just for you to taste it."

  The young boy's thin lips held the straw and smiled wickedly, and the young girl kicked his calf again.

   "Cruel, cruel!" The little insect shook his head and whispered.

  Hao Xiaoli put the food on the dining table, standing at the entrance of the dining room, seeing everyone eating happily, she cried out: "Today there is a lot left."

  Pengfei clasped Siyu's delicate hand and walked toward the dining room, "Siyu is there to help, there is not much left."

  Siyu asked ignorantly, what can she help, why does she want to help.

  You are also willing to help Xingxing Supermarket put out the fire. It shouldn’t be difficult to help your neighbors eat a meal now. Mr. Xia said.

  The bug also greeted Xiao Yuanyuan, "Yuanyuan, let's eat at the dinner table."

  With the strong joining of Siyu, there are not many dishes left on the table.

  ……

  After dinner, there were two groups of poetry learners on the sofa in the living room.

  One group is a children’s group. The bugs are responsible for reciting, and Xiaoyuanyuan is responsible for drawing back to check the accuracy of the bugs’ memory.

The    group is a juvenile group, and Siyu is responsible for recitation, assisted by Xia Pengfei.

  Peng Fei suddenly remembered something, and ran to the bookshelf to look for it for a long time, finally found a black-skinned notebook and handed it to Si Yu.

   "The poems that I remembered when I was a child were those that the professor of literature at Zixu College designated for me to recite and instruct me."

  Siyu took it, opened the lock, and the small letters with neatly written lines, reasonable structure, and beautiful fonts jumped into view.

   "When you were a kid, your writing was so good! I think you can finish most of the high school students in Bakutianxiang Middle School.

  You are simply not human! "

  Xia Pengfei explained lightly that in order to train his calligraphy, his mother specially hired a master calligraphy teacher to help him, and forced him to post more than 20 articles every day. Since then, his block letters have not changed much.

  Xia Pengfei’s current favorite font is Xingkai, which not only improves writing speed and responds to fast-paced answering questions, but also does not reduce the recognition of handwriting due to scribbling.

  Siyu holds the words and sentences carefully written by Pengfei when he is young, as if approaching Pengfei’s confusing childhood.

  Those poems are carefully selected by the professor and are drawn with phonetic notation and classic sentences. Siyu is particularly easy to learn.

  "Why doesn't the bug use your notebook?" Siyu thought of a core question.

   "I almost forgot about this. If you didn't mention memorizing poems, I wouldn't remember it."

  "Any good suggestions?" Siyu's eyes were like stars, and the expression in Pengfei's eyes became more cordial.

  "There are thousands of poems on it. You read it through from beginning to end as quickly as possible, and after reading it again, read it through from beginning to end at the fastest speed. Don't read the next one after you have memorized it."

  Seeing that Siyu’s eyes were a little confused, Pengfei continued to explain, “Ingesting the maximum amount of information per unit of time will maximize your efficiency.

  Because there are some poems that can be done as long as you have an impression, you don’t have to remember to be overly familiar. "

  Seeing that Siyu's eyes were still a little blurred, Pengfei explained with patience: "For example, if you only give you five minutes, remember, only five minutes!

  If you can recite a poem in five minutes, if you spend five minutes on a poem, the information you get is a poem. Even if you are proficient in recitation, you will only master one poem.

  To do ten questions in five minutes, you can only do one question with confidence, and you can rely on others.

  But if you spend five minutes reading ten poems, although each poem may only have a little impression, if it is a multiple-choice question, even the only impression may be answered correctly.

   Do ten questions with a little impression in five minutes. Is it possible that your completion efficiency is higher than that of only one question with confidence? "

  Siyu's eyes lit up, and finally showed a dazed expression, "Okay, do as you say, and get the most information."

  So Si Yu held Peng Fei's collection of poems and read it dimly.

quick!

  Whether it is running, playing table tennis, beating people, or reading aloud, it is an indispensable feature of Siyu.

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  (End of this chapter)