Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories

Chapter 2675 Self-cultivation of Xueba

Every word that the old professor said was opened. She could understand everything. Some professional vocabulary couldn’t understand it. Even the guessing can be heard. It all sounds like it. She is confused. I don't know what it is.

Is this a course for a 12-year-old child?

Although she also knows that the base training course is different from the school, the children's drawing is originally high and the learning is fast. She thinks how it is also the university level. She still understands the university level.

How can a piece not understand.

Obviously, it is the content of artificial intelligence. How much she can hear is the knowledge of science and technology. After an hour, she turned to the deep knowledge of human genetic editing.

Shen Qianshu, "?"

The baby is 12 years old, isn't it right?

Oh, I can't call my baby now.

Occasionally, David will whisper and Shen Qianshu to make a step forward in the progress and development of human genetic programming. The impact on artificial intelligence, Shen Qianshu is always, yes, it does affect a lot of polite and unsmiling smiles.

Don't be empty! !

The children are also very serious. Shen Qianshu noticed that although they are all young, the other students are obviously older than the children's paintings. The children's paintings are an 18-year-old boy, but they are just too well developed. The rest are It’s a real boy, he’s on a senior level.

“Is this a senior year course?”

David is surprised. "Madam, this is intermediate difficulty, probably graduate level."

Not yet at the doctoral level.

Shen Qianshu, "..."

David looked at her with a smile, Shen Qianshu secretly, I should not ask, will he already see that I can't understand a word?

She glanced at the door, why did she hurt herself?

It’s so uncomfortable.

Moreover, what course is two and a half hours?

This is too much.

Is the boy's kidney cultivated from below?

The night Mausole sent a message, and Shen Qianshu was fortunately shut down.

Night Mausoleum, "What's wrong?"

"I am accompanying children to draw classes, I can't understand a word, glass heart!" There is also a wave line behind.

"Oh..." The nightlings were very cold.

It’s strange to understand it.

Shen Qianshu, "Sir, your genes are so good. You can raise the IQ level of children's paintings by yourself."

Night Mausoleum, "Award."

Shen Qianshu, "We are not so horrible?"

"The heart does not need to learn so many things, she is happy and happy to grow up."

“Children’s paintings are really supportive.”

"Why are you going to abuse yourself? In his culture class, you use your toes to think that you can't understand. Why do you think you can understand?" The night tomb sent a torture of the soul.

Shen Qianshu was called a gas. "I decided to take a class here for a year and a half, goodbye!"

Yuling said, "Hurry to pack up and go home. You can't understand it for two years. Don't waste resources."

Shen Qianshu, "..."

She decided to fight the night with the Cold War for three hours and ignore him.

Shen Qianshu was sleepy and almost beaten. Fortunately, he had to maintain his position and could not collapse. He occasionally had to talk to David. Her legs were numb. Fortunately, mid-way teenagers have to do programming demonstrations, and they have to express their opinions and exchanges. Shen Qianshu sees that children's paintings are outstanding in a group of teenagers, and they have a well-thought-out attitude.

The content is not clear, she feels... the pride of the real, how she gave birth to such a perfect son.

(End of this chapter)