After Rebirth, I Am the White Moonlight of All The Big Brothers

Zhong Ziang: "Uncle, I think I should get better."

Xie Dingyuan: "How much better is better? Like Jiang Fuyue?"

"Uh-huh!"

"Then you may need to go back and rebuild."

"..."

"And it's not a 100% probability to recreate it, because the formation of intelligence is not a simple problem. Its production, development, expansion, and perfection are closely related to the development of the brain. Let's say that the brain is the substance of intelligence formation. The growth and development of the brain is inseparable from congenital genetic factors and acquired factors..."

Zhong Ziang: "..." I'm sorry to bother you.

After Xie Dingyuan explained the inheritance factors, he was preparing to analyze the acquired factors.

"Uncle, let me go, I kneel for you!"

A smile flashed in Xie Dingyuan's eyes, and he was rarely relaxed: "Why, were you hit by the scene where Jiang Fuyue came to the stage to accept the award?"

Zhong Ziang did not speak.

The car fell silent for a while.

After a long while: "I didn't think there was anything wrong with me like this before, really; but now I think it's not good anywhere."

Xie Dingyuan pondered for a moment: "Why do you have to use Jiang Fuyue as a reference? IQ is innate. If you plan to follow her in this regard, I advise you to give up."

"Then what should I do?"

"A foot is short, an inch is good. Jiang Fuyue's IQ makes her shine in the international competition arena, and she may have a place in academia in the future, because she clearly knows where her strengths lie. Make the most of your strengths, that's success. What are your strengths, have you ever thought about it?"

"What is my advantage..." Before going to bed, Zhong Zian was lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling with his eyes, and muttering words.

Jiang Fuyue's advantages are high IQ and good learning, so she chose to participate in the competition and may also engage in scientific research in the future.

And what about yourself?

What are his strengths? How does this advantage work? And what will he do in the future?

It was the first time that Zhong Ziang faced his life, and only then did he realize how desolate he had been in the past ten years.

It looks like a bunch of flowers, but in fact it has no nutrition.

It can't go on like this, he told himself.

The most urgent task is... get a good night's sleep first, and return to China tomorrow!

A man's growth is often a momentary thing.

...

After a long seven-day competition, the Huaxia team finally set off for home.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, China time, the flight landed at the Imperial Capital Airport on time.

As soon as Yan Zhenfeng and his party walked out of the arrival hall, a group of reporters who had been squatting for a long time swarmed up.

Looking at the station logo on the radio microphone, it turned out to be the first-line news media in China, including several CCTV channels.

"This……"

Yan Zhenfeng and Qin Libin looked at each other, both at a loss.

"Are there any arrangements for an interview?" The two turned to ask Sun Qun.

"No, no... I didn't get a call."

"What about these reporters?"

"Is it because we have achieved remarkable results this year, so we are all out?"

For this reason, none of the three believed it.

In previous years, when IPhO got the group's full score, they didn't see so many reporters coming as soon as they got off the plane?

Even if there is an interview, it is arranged by the upper department to report a little, that's all.

News chases popularity, and reporters prefer to focus on popular events. Small things like IPhO are really too cool to be cool.

But this scene happened again.

Yan Zhenfeng: "Is there any traffic star on the same flight as us, so it attracts so many media?"

Qin Libin shook his head: "I don't think so. Which traffic star can attract so many orthodox media? Besides, there are CCTV news in it... Don't joke."

"Could it be that they really came after us? I'm going! I really came! Hurry up and get your luggage! Sun Qun, you go to watch a few children in the back, don't let them come over for the time being!"

"Oh oh oh! I'll go right away!"

But within two sentences, the army of reporters has arrived.

A piece of microphone was handed to Yan Zhenfeng and Qin Libin: "Two professors, welcome back to China!"

Although crowded, it was not confusing, and the other party greeted each other as soon as they opened their mouths, which made the two feel a little relieved.

Sure enough, serious media and paparazzi are still different.

Yan Zhenfeng: "Thank you."

Reporter: "Congratulations to the Huaxia team for their excellent results in this IPhO. We would like to interview the returning students, especially Jiang Fuyue, is that possible?"

At the mention of Jiang Fuyue, the eyes of the remaining dozen or so reporters suddenly lit up.

Before Yan Zhenfeng could answer, five students showed up with their luggage.

So, Sun Qun went in to stop the loneliness?

Someone among the reporters suddenly shouted: "Look! Jiang Fuyue is out—"

Immediately, the scene became chaotic and uncontrollable. A group of reporters rushed to Jiang Fuyue's side. It was like a hungry wolf who saw the meat, and everyone went crazy.

Yan Zhenfeng and Qin Libin stood in the middle, like a scarecrow encountered by a group of horses roaring past, the chickens and dogs were smashed to the ground, leaving only the ashes.

Yan Zhenfeng: What is the difference between the serious media, dare to only be serious to them, and turn into a paparazzi in seconds when he sees Jiang Fuyue!

Two more, two thousand words.

There are three shifts.