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Chapter 414 Four years later, the little genius rises

Four years later.

Fang Ziyou will be five years old in one month.

Hidden marriage hot mom Han Ning'er is getting more and more headaches because her son is a genius.

Can someone else's 5-year-old son mentally calculate the square of 135?
Unfortunately, Fang Ziyou didn't need to be able to answer.

Can someone else's son pass Super Mario at the age of 5?
It's a pity that Fang Ziyou doesn't even bother to play such low-IQ games.

……

Fang Ziyou's mathematics is very good, maybe it's natural, but he is good at playing games... maybe there are also natural elements, but the culprit is actually bergamot.

Seeing that Fang Ziyou is getting smarter and smarter, Bergamot will come to find the little guy to "play" almost every day when he comes back from get off work. The name is "playing", but in fact it is teaching the little guy to play code.

Han Ning'er was very worried about whether her son would become the next international hacker when he grew up, so she tried every means to stop it, but with her IQ, how could she be able to defeat the two geniuses.

As for Fang Chengjun, his career has grown and he is as busy as a dog.

In addition, his son is a genius, so he entrusted the great and sacred task of educating his son to his wife. He really has nothing to teach a genius.

What made Han Ning'er even more troublesome was that my brother came to find Fang Ziyou in two days and two days to popularize some messy things.

For example, how to distinguish male dogs from female dogs.

For example, what is the difference between men and women.

Han Ning'er was worried that her son would be abused by her elder brother at such a young age, so she began to limit the time that her elder brother spent with her son, never allowing more than 10 minutes.

It's a pity that the adults around Fang Ziyou are all weirdos. After so many years, they have already been taught badly by these weirdos.

In the past, Han Ning'er was always worried about what her son's personality would be like when he grew up, but now she finally sees it.

Her son is a collapsed Scorpio——on the surface, he is a calm, quiet and good-natured baby, but in reality he is sullen and dark-bellied, almost completely inheriting his father's personality.

Eh... it's hard to say.

someday.

Han Ning'er, who was writing an interview outline in the company, suddenly received a call from Fang Ziyou's head teacher: "Miss Han, our school has been hacked, and the hackers threatened to plant bombs in the school in half an hour. We have already called the police. If it's convenient, could you please come over and take Fang Ziyou home immediately?"

When Han Ning'er heard these words, she immediately became anxious, but then she thought something was wrong.

hacker?

Bomb the school in half an hour? ? ?

Why does this sound so much like a kid's prank?

However, if it's not the kid's prank, but there are hackers doing evil, then it's not a joke.

Thinking of this, Han Ning'er hurriedly replied: "Mr. Zhang, please help me look at Fang Ziyou, I'll go pick him up right away."

--"OK."

Han Ning'er hung up the phone and looked at the time on the lower right corner of the computer. It was still an hour before get off work, so let's go to the editor-in-chief and ask for leave.

Han Ning'er directly said to the editor-in-chief: "Editor-in-chief, my family is in a hurry, can I ask for an hour off?"

"If it's something urgent, go back. You don't need to ask for leave, and you'll be off work soon." Editor-in-chief Liu Shanci replied empathetically.

"Yeah, thank you editor-in-chief!"

Han Ning'er hurriedly packed her bag, and it disappeared without a trace.

Twenty minutes later, Han Ninger's special car arrived at the gate of the American-Canada International Noble School.

The American-Canada International Noble School is an international private school that enrolls children of Chinese and foreign aristocrats. Fang Ziyou's annual tuition fee exceeds 100 million. In short, it is a place that eats people.

But this school is very safe, and it pays great attention to the privacy of students, because the students are all from the top rich families, and the school has done a good job in security, and this is why Fang Chengjun and his wife considered sending Fang Ziyou to study in this school reason.

Han Ning'er's identity was recognized by the school security guards, who let her enter the school without blocking her, and walked for a few minutes before reaching Fang Ziyou's classroom.

Although Fang Ziyou is a genius, in order to allow him to better communicate with his peers, Han Ninger did not let his son skip a grade, but let him go to the first grade at the age of 5 like ordinary people.

At this time, the number of students in Class 1 of the first year was reduced by half, and they were all picked up by their parents.

As soon as Han Ning'er walked to the door of the classroom, Fang Ziyou walked out defiantly with his pockets in his pocket, like a little devil, very arrogant.

Han Ning'er seemed to have seen a copy of a certain iceberg, and felt very helpless. Why did Smelly Xiaobao look more and more like his father as he grew up?
"Mom, are you stuck in traffic?" Fang Ziyou asked immediately.

Han Ning'er always answered his son's questions, and replied: "It's a little bit blocked."

After finishing speaking, she stretched out her hand consciously, and Fang Ziyou took her tender hand tacitly, and the mother and son walked towards the school gate together.

Fang Ziyou rolled his eyes towards the sky, "Mom, what does a little bit mean?"

"Uh, take a moment."

"What do you mean by once?"

"Just a few minutes."

"I'll understand in a few minutes, don't mislead me in the future, OK?"

"..."

Han Ning'er had the urge to spank his ass, but she couldn't use violence against her son, she could only endure it.

After getting in the car, Han Ning'er immediately went into a rage: "Xiaobao, did you do it by hackers throwing bombs?"

Fang Ziyou looked out the car window with a guilty conscience, and said with a pout, "Class is so boring. Uncle Faas has taught me everything the teacher taught me. Mom, I don't want to go to school."

Han Ning'er raised her eyebrows and said, "What do you want to do if you don't go to school?"

Fang Ziyou said expectantly, "I want to learn from Uncle Faas!"

Ha... Han Ning'er let out a sigh of relief, and looked at what kind of ghost her precious son had been taught.

So angry, but keep calm, and kindly reminded: "If you follow him, you will lose your mother."

"Mom!" Fang Ziyou hugged his mother's arm excitedly, "Don't be so willful, okay?"

Han Ning'er had a few wells on his forehead, gritted his teeth and said, "Smelly Xiaobao, who taught you to say this sentence? Mom is self-willed?"

"Uncle said." Fang Ziyou complained confidently.

Han Ning'er was so angry that she wanted to teach her brother a lesson, but she actually taught Xiaobao to speak ill of her. She was so mad!

Although she was very angry, she still patiently taught Xiaobao: "Xiaobao, listen carefully, from now on, you can't say that your mother is self-willed. Mom is afraid that you will learn from Faas, so she doesn't want you to learn from Faas, and you are still young. , to learn at least you have to wait until you are older before you can learn those things.”

Fang Ziyou immediately asked: "How much is bigger?"

"When you're 12 years old." Han Ning'er replied. He was in junior high school at the age of 12. It shouldn't be too late for him to get in touch with those things at that time.

"That will take another seven years..." After calculating the answer, Fang Ziyou was a little depressed.

Seven years is a long time.

(End of this chapter)