Chapter 1894: Extra Story: A Brand New Life 9 (Jiang Yue and Xue Yan)

“That’s for certain. It’s just that in this world, you need to learn quite a bit more.” Unlike her, she was from the apocalypse, and although there were zombies, the level of knowledge and technology from the apocalypse was much higher than here. Plus, she had once been the Supreme Commander and knew a lot. This caused her to not need to learn many things in this world.

But he was different. Although he was Doctor Bai, he had lost Doctor Bai’s memories due to being forcibly transferred to her space. So, even though he often visited the apocalypse and knew how to use smartphones and computers, he had never systematically studied the knowledge from the apocalypse. In this world, he had to start learning many things from scratch.

Upon hearing this, Xue Yan sighed, “I also know that I have to learn quite a lot. I flipped through the textbooks in the original host’s backpack. The Chinese was fine, all in simplified characters, which I often saw in the apocalypse and could recognize quite a few. Besides, simplified Chinese shares similarities with Da Ling’s traditional Chinese. But with other subjects, especially foreign language, math, physics, and chemistry, I just couldn’t understand.”

“If you have no foundation at all, of course, you can’t understand. Others have been attending school since the first grade, and some even start learning in kindergarten. You’re directly looking at books from the second year of high school, right?”

The third year of high school had just begun, and it hadn’t officially started yet; the textbooks for the third year weren’t distributed yet, while the original host was in the second year of high school last semester, so the backpack should contain only second-year textbooks.

‘Yes.” Xue Yan nodded. “Anyway, I can’t understand them.” He paused, “The homeroom teacher said there’s a diagnostic test tomorrow. Does it determine seating by grades?”

“With the test so soon, even if you had a photographic memory and could infer other ideas from one, there isn’t enough time to learn everything from the first grade up to second year of high school. Just write everything you know in Chinese. When it’s my turn, I’ll write what I can but not what I’ll be quizzed on. The homeroom teacher will try as much as possible to seat boys with boys and girls with girls, but if I also do poorly, we won’t be seated far from each other.”

Knowing that this high school knowledge was basic for her, whether she sat at the front or the back of the class didn’t matter. Besides, he also wanted to sit close to her, so Xue Yan naturally had no objections. He nodded. “I’ve only flipped through a few pages. I guess tomorrow in the Chinese exam, I can at most answer the questions on classical Chinese and ancient poems, and maybe do the essay at the end.”

After all, his academic excellence in Da Ling was unmatched, and since Da Ling is essentially just like a book, with its literary Chinese similar to that here, he would just need to write according to the questions.

Essays were even easier to write; a bit of improvisation would suffice.

“Then you write those,” she knew. If he didn’t write, it was because he chose not to, but once he did, it would be correct. “But you used to write with a brush. Later, you should practice writing with the pens here. Otherwise, even if your writing isn’t ugly during the exams, you won’t be able to write quickly and you’re not used to it. Here the exams are also timed, and you must finish within the set time.”

“Mm. Then let’s go buy all the books from the first grade to second year of high school later?” After the diagnostic test, he would have to systematically study these subjects thoroughly; he couldn’t always be at the bottom of the class.

If he could, he didn’t want to be at the bottom in this diagnostic test, but it was too late for that.

“We definitely need to buy the books, and some other materials too,” Jiang Yue said.

“You just pick and help me buy them when the time comes.” He wasn’t as familiar with it as she was.

“Mm.” Jiang Yue nodded. Then she asked, “How much pocket money do you have?”

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