I've known Tang Qing for so long.
Zhong Liang understands.
His own intelligence.
It's not just a gap of ten streets compared to him. Don't be fooled by Tang Qing's usual 'normal intelligence' approach with us, but sometimes the things he inadvertently reveals show just how much of a genius he is compared to us.
An impassable chasm.
This brain.
Really doesn't know how it grew like this.
Take a deep breath.
Can't think about it too much.
Think again.
And I might start comparing my intelligence to a kind of meat I often eat.
We mortals.
Better just watch this genius defy the heavens!
"What's up?"
A classmate came over.
One look.
Recalling the 'legend' they already knew of, immediately understood.
"Heavens!"
"What's up."
"Tang Qing's June exam schedule, dozens of courses, am I dreaming?"
"Let me see."
"What are these... things."
"Those are his major courses; of course, you're not familiar with them."
"Can I take a picture?"
"..."
Despite being prepared.
