有个“天才”忏悔了。这个“天才”就是我。这个“天才”的称号,既不是友人相赠,也不是权威评定,而是出于自信,自封的。自以为我的接收性能好,每当老师讲到一定程度旁人还在漠然时,我早已明白了。久而久之,便认为自己盼智商高,无论做什么,仿佛都比其他人快,都比其他人好。于是我毫不客气以“天才”自称,这下可就糟了。“天才”诞生的同时,同学就成了我的牺牲品,课堂上每解决一道题,我都要自己 There is a “genius” confession. This “genius” is me. The title of “genius” is neither a gift from friends nor an assessment of authority, but it is out of confidence and self-styled. Since I thought that my receiving performance was good, when the teacher said that people were still indifferent to a certain extent, I already understood. Over time, they think that they expect high IQs. No matter what they do, they seem to be faster than others and better than others. So I was ungracious to call myself a “genius,” and it would be bad. At the same time as the “genius” was born, the classmate became my victim, and every time I solve a problem in the class, I have to