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Wow, it’s Grandpa Shen Shu.

Song Yao immediately said: "I remember it."

Grandpa Wen touched his little head and turned to look back at Professor Wang: "Did you tell them too?"

Professor Wang: "I talked about something from the past."

Wen Tianyu obviously didn't believe that he would mention Shen Shu casually.

He did not ask Professor Wang, but looked at Song Yao with a smile:

"Come, tell Grandpa Wen, why did your master talk about Grandpa Shen Shu?"

As expected, the child Song Yao told him without warning:

"Master has a nightmare, and then we chat..."

Professor Wang didn't even have time to stop him. The child, who has very good expressive skills, had already recited almost everything that happened that day.

Wen Tianyu's expression remained unchanged. She only looked back when she heard Song Yao said that Professor Wang had a nightmare, and then looked back when she heard that he had a heart disease.

Seeing that Song Yao had extended from "Master has nightmares" to "Master can write at night", Professor Wang interrupted with a guilty cough:

"Ahem, okay, Yao'er, your father is reading in the study. Go and read for a while. Children need to study more."

Although Song Yao doesn't want to study now, he still likes his master's study.

So the child nodded happily, pulled Zhao Xiaodong and ran in.

After all the children had left, Wen Tianyu's smile turned into a half-smile, and she glanced at Professor Wang:

"Is this what you mean by living a good life? Do you have nightmares every day and never have a good night's sleep?"

Professor Wang: "...Okay, okay, it's all in the past. What are you talking about? Anyway, I'm fine now."

Wen Tianyu said seriously:

"Can I not say it? As the saying goes, an elder brother is like a father. I must fulfill my father's responsibilities, right?"

Professor Wang: "...Get out."

Wen Tianyu smiled and stopped teasing him. He sat next to his friend again. Seeing that the two children had opened the study door and walked in, he sighed:

"Song Yao is really a lot like Shen Shu. He's just as smart, has the same quick reflexes, and he studies so hard."

"Even if I know that he lives in Central Continent and is protected by the country, I still can't help but worry..."

Compared with Wen Tianyu, Professor Wang is not so pessimistic:

"What are you afraid of? Yao'er looks like Shen Shu, but he is not Shen Shu, and this is not Country S. We in Zhongzhou have learned from the past and will never let this child follow in Shen Shu's footsteps again."

At this time, Zhongzhou was no longer the Zhongzhou that could be bullied by others.

At least she's showing a little bit of her claws.

Wen Tianyu thought more than Professor Wang:

"That kid is so smart, as you said, he can already make such a big contribution at such a young age, which is no worse than Shen Shu's back then.

If he hadn't already been working for us in Central Continent and even produced research results, he wouldn't have..."

Professor Wang was stunned: "What? Was he already doing something at that time? Why didn't I know? Wasn't he only twenty years old at the time?"

Wen Tianyu: "...You don't know about this?"

Professor Wang: "I don't know..."

Wen Tianyu paused for a few seconds: "Okay, let's talk about other topics?"

While Professor Wang was trying to ask his friend, Song Yao was already sitting in the study and opened Shen Shu's notes.

After only watching it for a few minutes, he took it in thoroughly with relish.

Zhao Xiaodong was still working hard to learn concealment techniques. When he saw his expression of amazement, he walked over curiously:

"Yao'er, didn't you say we come to the study to play? Why are you studying again?"

Song Yao shook his head with admiration, raised his head excitedly and said:

"Grandpa Shen Shu is really amazing. Look at what he wrote. I couldn't figure it out before, but when he explained it like this, I understood it immediately!"

Zhao Xiaodong took a serious look.

"...What to do Yao'er, I don't understand."

Song Yao looked shocked: "Why can't you understand? Isn't it written clearly?"

Zhao Xiaodong: "..."

Although he was often hit like this in his studies, his little heart was still a little hurt at this moment.

"You'd better learn it by yourself. I really don't understand it. I'll find another book to read."

Zhao Xiaodong ran away.

Song Yao continued to immerse himself in the ocean of knowledge.

He found that his thinking was very similar to Shen Shu's, but Shen Shu's knowledge was much better than his.

But this also allowed Song Yao to better learn knowledge from the notes.

This is much easier to learn than courses.

Because the learning system is for interstellar people, the teaching method is more suitable for children of the interstellar age.

Every time Song Yao started learning, the expressions on his face kept alternating between "What does this word mean?" "Why does this and this work? What's the process?" "What is this?"

But Shen Shu's notes were different.

Song Yao could easily learn every example he gave and every result he obtained.

It’s been a long time since I entered the second level to feel that the children were learning so heartily and happily. The children were so happy.

He said to 005: [Look at Grandpa Shen Shu’s notes. He is really amazing. I think using these notes will make learning super easy for me. 】

005 probed for a while before hesitating and said: [The possibility that Shen Shu is an enlightened human being cannot be ruled out. 】

Song Yao was a little surprised: [But didn’t you say Qizhi is rare? 】

005 explanation: [The thinking of each IQ stage has its own characteristics. If the host's thinking can be connected with Shen Shu's, then he will either be an enlightened human being or a human being close to an enlightened state. 】

If it is close, it can be seen that Song Yaoneng seems to have found the resonance of his soul and his learning speed has never been faster. It should be very close.

Song Yao was originally very happy, but when he heard that Shen Shu might be a human being with enlightenment, regret immediately appeared on his face.

[If Grandpa Shen Shu had not passed away, we in Zhongzhou might have been able to fly spaceships by now. 】

His perception of Grandpa Shen Shu had always been that "Master's classmate is a genius", but after reading his notes and reading every word of his seriousness and love for knowledge, the child was really impressed. Pity.

I hope Grandpa Shen Shu and Teacher John can stay in a certain time and space.

The child's emotions went away as quickly as they came. He sighed and continued to look down at his notes.

Wen Tianyu even entered the study once during this period, and saw that Song Yao was looking at it with gusto, and the fairy-like old man was a little surprised.

He quietly said to Professor Wang: "I didn't expect that Song Yao could really understand it. The notebook Shen Shu left behind was because his thinking was too fast and he saved too many steps. Danshui and I could only understand the first half even after working hard for a long time. "

Professor Wang: "Of course, my disciple is very smart, much better than you... But why are you talking to me so quietly?"

Wen Tianyu said confidently: "What if Song Yao heard that I knew the note was difficult and gave it to him, thinking that I was using this note to warn him not to be too arrogant?"

Professor Wang: "...So, why did you give it to him?"

Wen Tianyu: "I warned him not to be too arrogant."

Professor Wang:"……"

Father Song, who had already come out of the study: "..."

Seeing both of them looking at him with expressions that were hard to explain, Wen Tianyu explained calmly:

"Children, although you have to praise them when it's time to praise them, you really have to watch them carefully, otherwise you will never know what is written in their little heads."

Father Song felt sad when he saw the look on his face: "Do you have children at home?"

"No, I'm single."

Wen Tianyu: "I just think that naive adults may do things you can't imagine, such as long-term insomnia but not saying a word to friends.

Children who are already naive and should be naive, of course, need to pay attention all the time. "

After saying that, he looked at Professor Wang with a smile: "You think so, my dear friend?"

Professor Wang silently looked at the trees outside.

The child Song Yao reluctantly closed the note until he saw his father coming to call him.

But as soon as he got home, he couldn't help but open it again.

In the next few days, he immediately became addicted to taking notes. He would read the notes after washing up every day and before going to bed.

I no longer go to the street to play with spinning tops, I no longer climb trees to observe the birds in their nests, and I no longer play with Zhao Xiaodong from inside to outside the house three times a day.

Even the landlord who rented a house to them was a little uncomfortable with it. Once during dinner, he walked over to them with a bowl and asked:

"Why doesn't Song Yao sing recently? I haven't heard him sing for a long time, and I'm still a little uncomfortable with it."

Father Song thought about his son's howling like a wolf: "...he is studying, so he probably doesn't care about singing anymore."

The landlord left with a look of regret on his face, causing Song's father to always suspect that there was something wrong with his hearing.

Zhao Xiaodong secretly told Father Song:

"Uncle Song, Yao'er's best friend is no longer me, but that notebook. Do you think Yao'er will play hopscotch with me in the future?"

After Yuan Jiangdu couldn't help but express the opinion that "Classmate Song Yao has been studying so hard recently that his face has become thinner and pointed." Song's father had no choice but to interfere with his son's study status.

He discussed with Song Yao: "Of course Dad won't stop you from studying, but look, don't we have a lot of things to do besides studying?"

"Eat, rest, sleep, you haven't done these properly for how many days. Look at you, you are so young and you have dark circles under your eyes."

As he spoke, Father Song touched his son's red panda eyes with some distress:

"You're still young, please take your time with your studies, okay?"

Song Yao's body was still very tired, but her eyes were still bright:

"But this note is really beautiful."

"The notes are here and can't escape. Come on, raise your face."

Father Song got the hot towel and felt that the temperature was just right. He put it on his son's face and wiped his face:

"How old are you? There will be a lot of time in the future. Do you still remember what Teacher He taught you? Haste makes waste...that's what they say?"

Song Yao obediently raised his face. After his face was wiped, he said, "Yes, haste makes waste."

But he hastened the pace.

Even though I have kept up mentally, my eight-year-old body is a bit unable to keep up.

After wiping his face, Song Yao went outside and moved his arms and legs. He seemed to be feeling weak all over.

After having his brain spinning at high speed for such a long time, the child finally calmed down.

Why should he learn it all in one go? He can learn it slowly.

Song Yao said to Zhao Xiaodong: "Don't look at it. I seem to have forgotten the balance between work and rest these days, but I still have a lot of self-control. Look, don't I read my notes every day now?"

Zhao Xiaodong slandered: That’s because you have learned the hard and hard things.

As the child who knew Song Yao best, Zhao Xiaodong could guess almost exactly what Song Yao's learning status was like at a glance.

Now he has clearly reached a bottleneck.

But Zhao Xiaodong didn't say anything, lest Song Yao study crazily to prove otherwise.

Although he admires people who study well, it is not good if they study crazy.

So Song Yao’s children are very confident so far.

In particular, Shen Shu's notes gave him a lot of inspiration, allowing him to successfully overcome some of the areas where he was originally stuck.

Although he had to pay for this with a black eye, the children felt that the greatest contribution was made by Grandpa Shen Shu.

He is so smart.

If only I could dream again.

It's a pity that Song Yao couldn't dream about Shen Shu again.

After he resumed his daily routine, taking time to play every day, singing a few songs when he had fun, and singing with his landlord's uncle from time to time, Song's father was already thinking about choosing a time to go back.

Buying a ticket and setting a date are just a few things.

The most difficult thing now is that he tries to convince Professor Wang to go back with them.

If Professor Wang doesn't have a heart disease, Father Song would think it's pretty good if he comes to visit him every month or two.

But not anymore.

Heart disease is no small matter.

Professor Wang lives alone, and no one is watching. If anything happens, he may not be able to take medicine or be sent to the hospital in time.

However, Professor Wang is not willing to move, nor does he want to hire someone to take care of him.

The little old man also became sulky because the student tried to persuade him to move. Song's father had no choice but to persuade him slowly. Wen Tianyu spent most of his time standing by with a cup of tea and watching the fun.

Song Yao also went to persuade him several times.

But Professor Wang knew that he would always be reluctant to refuse when facing his disciples, so every time the two children passed by, he would lock himself in the study room and his attitude of non-cooperation was quite firm.

The little old man also has a very classic saying:

"Why is my heart disease dangerous? I may have had heart disease for decades, why can't I still be fine?"

After saying that, he locked the door.

Then he turned around and saw Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong dancing and gesticulating at the floor-to-ceiling windows, and went over to close the curtains.

What made Professor Wang walk out of the study was the news of Zhongzhou's victory.

In just over twenty days, Zhongzhou won the war with Country V.

When the news came back, the whole country celebrated.

The streets were full of people celebrating, and some vendors made some food and gave it away for free.

Song Dad, Song Yao and the others still tried hard to persuade Professor Wang to no avail.

After they left, Wen Tianyu came to the door of the study:

"Wang Jin, Zhongzhou has won, what are you afraid of?"

Seeing that there was no movement inside, he knocked on the door and said, "Open the door. Don't force me to kick the door. You know I can do it. My legs are very strong."

After a few seconds, the door creaked open.

Professor Wang stood inside, looking at Wen Tianyu with red eyes:

"This is the only place I have, and only here will I not be afraid..."

Seeing this, Wen Tianyu sighed, stepped forward, opened his arms and gave him a big hug.

"You are not alone here, you also have me, and you also have talents, Song Yao, and Zhao Xiaodong."

"Don't be afraid anymore. You have been hiding here for decades. Zhongzhou has won all the battles. What happened before will never happen again. Have you forgotten what Danshui said?

She wants you to help her see with your own eyes how the bullet that was shot into her body by country S was returned by us in Zhongzhou. "

Professor Wang's body trembled and he buried his face on Wen Tianyu's shoulder:

"I hate them, all my loved ones were destroyed at their hands.

As soon as I went out, I seemed to be able to see Tamsui looking at me and smiling before she left. If it hadn't been for that bullet, her illness wouldn't have suddenly become so severe..."

Wen Tianyu patted his friend's back gently, and his eyes fell on the photos placed on the desk.

The three young men on it are in their prime and are determined to serve their country.

At that time, he was still a flamboyant student who showed off his strong leg skills at every turn.

Tamsui is also a "bully" who pulls them to study every day and immerse themselves in the library.

Wang Jin is still a weakling who is keen on seeking death and having daily whims. He likes to chatter, is good at fun, and is addicted to horror stories.

Decades pass.

He smiles all over the world, but even says "I'm sorry, I didn't understand" when someone stepped on his face. He has not been able to show off his leg skills for decades.

Wang Jin hid in his only small world, did not socialize with others, did not communicate with others, and became a weird old man.

Tamsui...she died in her best years.

Just like Shen Shu.

They have been carrying these blood debts and pains for too long.

Wen Tianyu patted Professor Wang's back again and again, speaking softly:

"It won't be long. We in Zhongzhou will never bow our heads again."

Professor Wang has been holding it in for too long.

After crying hard on Wen Tianyu's shoulder, his rationality returned. He raised his head and looked at the other person with red eyes for a few seconds:

"...Can you forget what happened just now?"

Wen Tianyu agreed happily: "Okay, if you give me the book I wanted ten years ago, I will forget it."

Professor Wang:"……"

He said aggrievedly: "You are taking advantage of the situation."

Wen Tianyu smiled and nodded before admitting: "Oh, you guessed it."

Professor Wang:"……"

In the end, it was very painful for him to give the book to his friend, and only then did he get the other person to keep quiet about the fact that he cried to the juniors.

Professor Wang was indignant: "I knew you were still evil. It's been ten years, and you're still coveting my book."

Wen Tianyu corrected him with a smile:

"Now it's not your book, it's my book."

The two of them spoke in normal tones, as if they had both forgotten the heavy past.

In front of Father Song, Professor Wang finally relented and went with them to Xinghe County.

The little old man said proudly:

"But I have very high requirements for the environment. You have to take good care of me, otherwise I will still come back."

Father Song naturally agreed repeatedly.

Song Yao was a little curious. Didn't Grandpa Wen say that his master was the least picky when he was young?

At that time, he would often fall asleep on the floor just by giving him a pillow, and he didn't find the floor hard at all.

But it was a great thing if the master agreed to let them go to Xinghe County. The children were smart enough not to ask.

He hehehe: "Master, our puppet arm is ready. Do you want me to show it to you?"

Song Yao specifically stated: "I have tested it many times and it is not dangerous, not at all."

Professor Wang found that his students and disciples were all following him, and he was in a good mood, so he agreed:

"Okay, when you're done, bring it over to me for a look. I'm going to have someone send the cicada back to Xinghe County after you made it. I'm used to using it to listen to operas, and I really can't live without it."

Song Yao immediately became extremely proud, patted his chest and expressed:

"If it's too heavy, you don't need to send it back. We can make another one for Master. It's very simple."

Professor Wang refused.

That cicada was a gift from his disciple, and he would take it with him no matter what.

This is the first time I have received a gift in decades.

Of course, the student businessmen who came to the door with gifts in the past were automatically ignored by Professor Wang.

Everyone was talking happily in the yard, and suddenly there was a knock on the door outside.

Song Yao turned around and said, "Is dad back?"

Professor Wang was certain: "Definitely not, your father won't knock on the door."

Wen Tianyu stood up slowly: "You should come to me to talk about work."

Talk about work? !

Song Yao immediately pricked up his ears and eagerly followed Grandpa Wen to open the door.

He was very curious about how the embassy talked about work.

The door opened, and outside was a middle-aged man who looked very expensively dressed, but his face was full of decadence. When he saw Wen Tianyu, a flattering smile immediately appeared on his face:

"Comrade Wen, can we talk for a while?"

Wen Tianyu glanced at the curious child following him and smiled:

"of course."

He politely pointed to the alley outside:

"Did you see that place? Yes, it's the place where there's no one around. Just wait for me there. I'll be here soon."

The middle-aged man nodded quickly and walked there quickly.

After he left, Wen Tianyu knelt down and touched Song Yao's head:

"Grandpa Wen is going to discuss work. Because the work content must be kept confidential, I can't take you to see it with me. Can you wait here?"

Song Yao nodded obediently:

"Grandpa Wen, who is he?"

Wen Tianyu thought for a while: "Well... he is a nationality of country S, so he can be regarded as an international friend."

Wow!

International friends!

Song Yao's eyes immediately sparkled: "Grandpa Wen, how will you talk to him?"

Wen Tianyu smiled and said: "Of course I first asked him sincerely what he wanted from me, then analyzed and discussed with him seriously, and finally sent him away politely."

The old man pinched Song Yao's fleshy little face with a fairy air:

"This is the most basic social etiquette. We, Song Yao children, can do this to others in the future."

Song Yao immediately nodded with admiration.

Wen Tianyu touched his little head again before standing up. He walked out and closed the door.

Slowly walked to a remote alley.

The middle-aged man came up to him as soon as he saw him:

"Comrade Wen, I know it was our newspaper that did something wrong before. I, I was also deceived by others. Now that the S country is crossing the river and burning bridges, Comrade Wen, you must help us for the sake of your compatriots..."

Wen Tianyu smiled: "Look, what are you doing in such a hurry?"

"Right." He suddenly remembered something: "Do you know why I returned to China?"

The middle-aged man looked confused: "I, I don't know, but I know that you are very good at speaking in China. Please help me. I really know that I was wrong. I will definitely follow the country next time." Walk!"

Wen Tianyu slowly moved his ankle.

Then, before the middle-aged man could say anything else, he kicked him to the ground as soon as he raised his leg.

"ah--"

The middle-aged man was caught off guard, screamed, covered his stomach and looked at him in disbelief:

"You, how can you hit me? You are from the embassy, ​​aren't you afraid of affecting the friendship between the two countries if you hit me?"

Wen Tianyu smiled and said: "Young man in the blue sky and white sun, what nonsense are you talking about? When did I hit you?"

He looked left and right: "Has anyone seen it? Has anyone recorded it? Oh no, it seems not. It's such a pity. This is a small alley with no people."

The middle-aged man was so angry that he vomited blood: "You, you... you are unreasonable!"

"Your reason is ridiculous. I was too reasonable before, which is why you idiots are so eager to step on the face of Zhongzhou. You have no brains but you are still traitors. You can only be an octopus at best if you drink two kilograms of ink." "Your eyes are on your buttocks and your buttocks are on your brain. Oh, I don't even want to waste my time to hit you." Wen Tianyu's tone was as gentle as it could be: "But don't worry, I will try my best to overcome it. After all, it's quite interesting to hit someone like you who can pour out a sea of ​​water with just a shake of his brain." He raised his leg again, and after the other party screamed, he lowered his head and laughed: "By the way, I returned to China because I resigned. Personally, Behavior, you can sue me if I can find a wound on you." He kicked again: "Oh, the feeling of stepping on stupid people is as good as ever. I seem to recall my teenage youth. At that time, I tried for a long time to learn how to hit people without leaving any traces..." The middle-aged man on the ground looked at him in horror: "You, you are not the one with the best temper in the embassy...ah!!!" Wen Tianyu smiled gently: "Yes, look how beautiful my smile is." "It's a pity that I haven't taken action since I went to the embassy. You are the first one in decades. It's an honor, right?" From time to time, a few shouts came from the alley, and it was silent after a while. Wen Tianyu walked out of the alley slowly and looked at the sky: "Well, the weather is great, it's a beautiful day." He went back swayingly with a fairy-like air. Song Yaozheng and Zhao Xiaodong were playing with stones cross-legged. When they saw him coming back, the child immediately stood up happily and ran over. "Grandpa Wen! Have you guys reached an agreement?"

"Yes."

Wen Tianyu smiled gently: "He did something wrong. After my earnest persuasion, he now clearly recognizes his mistake and sincerely repents."

Song Yao nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes, of course you have to correct your mistakes."

Hehe, he is such a child who corrects his mistakes as soon as he knows them.

"Grandpa Wen, did you scold him?"

"How could that be? Grandpa Wen never scolds anyone."

Song Yao immediately looked envious:

"Wow, Grandpa Wen, you are so good. You don't scold him even when he does something wrong. Our teacher has a good temper, but if Zhao Xiaodong and I do something wrong, the teacher can't help scolding us."

Professor Wang, who was reading the newspaper on his recliner again, rolled his eyes.

Wen Tianyu saw it:

"Wang Jin, don't disbelieve me. I have a good temper now. If you do this, Xiaoer will think I scolded him. I have a good temper and never scold anyone."

He was very confident.

He didn't scold anyone.

He just hit people.