The Game Warrior Chapter 4: Genius and mental illness
The first part is "Jiang Hu" Chapter 4 Genius and Mental Illness
That's it!
No wonder... No wonder everyone feels alienated from themselves and look at themselves with weird eyes!
"Why don't we know? You have to go to the psychiatric clinic every week. Please do you think we are all the same crazy as you?"
"Shutup!" Lin Ling loudly interrupted Lei Zhuang, "The school bus executes the order to stop!"
The classic car creaked to a stop.
Lin Ling pulled the three awkwardly and squeezed out of the car, and Duguhong’s indifferent voice came from behind:
"You are wrong to say that neurosis is not the same as psychosis."
"Neuropathy is the abbreviation for neurological diseases; mental illness is also called mental disorder and is the result of abnormal brain function."
"I am mentally ill, not insane. Remember not to make a mistake next time."
"Listen to his attitude!" Lei Zhuang was angry.
"You come back to me!" Lin Ling shouted, she turned her head and nodded slightly to Dugu Hong, "I'm sorry." She dragged the three of them away.
Under the rising sun, the three boys and girls dragged out a few long figures, but they seemed to be the shadows of the setting sun about to leave.
In Du Guhong's heart, Lin Ling's colored figure gradually faded and turned into a black and white photo just like the others.
He wiped a drop of tears from the corner of his eyes, the taste of broken first love, even mental illness would feel painful.
But the next moment he started thinking about whether this tear came from instinct? Or was it dropped by the brain's control?
This is a problem...
The girl with glasses at the end of the carriage looked at Duguhong with sympathetic eyes.
"Dugu classmate, in principle, we would not agree with you to fill in your volunteers like this."
On the podium, the old teacher Fufu's glasses looked depressed at Du Guhong. He held a mock volunteer form in his hand. It was a required course for every candidate before the college entrance examination.
"Why? It seems that everyone's free school has no right to interfere with what university to go to?" Du Guhong stood up.
"But the so-called academic specialization, technical profession and specialization. Since the second year of high school, the school has divided you into two subjects of arts and sciences. How can you report to the Academy of Arts and Sciences if you have not studied politics or foreign languages in the science class. ……"
The old man’s speech was interrupted by Du Guhong: "Knowing that I am mentally ill and doing things are always inexplicable, right?" Du Guhong sneered.
"Yes, no, no..." The old man's forehead sweat seemed to come down.
"Isn't that just right? Everyone said that philosophers are either crazy or crazy. Who am I not going to do?" Du Guhong turned his head and glanced at the whole class with a sneer.
"Classmate Duguhong, I know that everyone has some bad rumors about you. In fact, you don't need to care about it..."
"Fermeta! J'en; assaztes!" Suddenly Du Guhong made an inexplicable sentence and was interrupted by the old man's nagging.
The old man looked surprised and didn't know how to answer. He knew it was a certain language but couldn't understand it.
"Shut up, I'm tired of your nonsense! It's French." A timid voice answered the old man's doubts but put the old man in a more embarrassing situation.
Duguhong looked at the four-eyed girl lying on the table unexpectedly: "danke!"
"! Well, he thanked me and I said no thanks. It was German." The thin and thin girl with black-rimmed glasses seems to know that she is not beautiful and has poor grades even in class.
"usted;ungran!" Du Guhong said again.
"I don't speak Spanish, but I can understand. Thank you for complimenting." The sentence with a blush on the face of the four-eyed girl was not translated. The original meaning of this sentence is: You are very talented.
Duguhong suddenly became angry and a series of words came out of his mouth: ";vanaijfje!;deun!;umcade1a! できそこない!!!;;Б-!...Do you think you know a lot? Tell me what you want to hear. I will tell you."
"Wow..." The four-eyed girl hid her face and ran out of the classroom, crying.
She doesn't understand everything, but at least part of it is curse.
Dugu Hong turned to the old man: "What about you? What else do you want to know? Do you want me to recite the political textbook from the first page to the last page? Or start from the last page upside down?"
"The full-stop essays are small, related to those who are related, two narratives, one is written, the comma has grown into a self-assembled aspect of the comma material, cultivates morality, thinks, and cultivates cultural knowledge and knowledge. Search. The period will give you a heart-felt writing..."
Some people who are curious and eager to find amazed that what Du Guhong is memorizing is exactly the content from the last word in the political textbook...
If someone just looked at Duguhong with the eyes of a madman, now they are looking at a genius.
Be proficient in dozens of languages and remember it, and you can recite like a legend...
If this is not a genius, then what is a genius?
Sure enough, there is only a thin line between geniuses and lunatics~IndoMTL.com~ Their eyes gradually even have a kind of worship in them.
But the worship soon turned into embarrassment or even sadness because Du Guhong had turned to them indifferently and said in an abandoning tone:
"Finally found out that the reason why I was considered a lunatic is only because I would rather stay with a group of mentally retarded than be considered a genius."
"I finally know that everyone should have their own life circle. Genius and genius are mentally handicapped and mentally handicapped. I really shouldn't choose the wrong circle."
"It makes me very unhappy to know you and hope I will never see you again. See;;never!" Duguhong waved his hand and walked out of the classroom proudly.
He didn't feel happy, but this was the first time in his life that he was exasperated because of his illness.