Zhong Ziang: "uncle, I think I should be better."

Xie Dingyuan: "how good is better? Like Jiang Fuyue?"

"Uh huh!"

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

“……”

"Moreover, it is not 100% probability to rebuild, because the formation of intelligence is not a simple problem. Its generation, development, expansion and perfection are closely related to the development of the brain. In this way, the brain is the material basis for the formation of intelligence, and the growth and development of the brain is inseparable from congenital genetic factors and acquired factors..."

Zhong Ziang: "..." sorry to bother you.

Xie Dingyuan has explained the heritage factors and is preparing to analyze the acquired factors.

"Uncle, let me go. I'll kneel for you!"

Xie Dingyuan flashed a smile in his eyes. It was rare to relax: "why, it was hit by the scene when Jiang Fuyue came to the stage to receive the award?"

Zhong Ziang didn't speak.

There was a moment of silence in the car.

For a while: "I didn't think there was anything bad about myself before, really; but now I think it's bad everywhere."

Xie Dingyuan pondered for a moment: "why do you have to take Jiang Fuyue as a reference? Your IQ is natural. If you plan to keep up with her in this regard, I advise you to give up."

"What should I do?"

"Every foot has its weakness and every inch has its strength. Jiang Fuyue's IQ makes her shine on the international competition stage. She may also have a place in the academic community in the future, because she clearly knows where her advantages are. Giving full play to her advantages is success. What are your advantages? Have you thought about it?"

"What's my advantage..." before going to bed, Zhong Ziang lay in bed, looked at the ceiling and said something.

Jiang Fuyue's advantage is her high IQ and good study, so she chooses to participate in the competition and may engage in scientific research in the future.

And yourself?

What are his strengths? What effect can this advantage produce? And what will he do in the future?

Zhong Ziang faced up to his life for the first time and realized how desolate he had been in the past ten years.

It looks like a cluster of flowers, but it has no nutrition.

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

The top priority is... Have a good sleep and return home tomorrow!

A man's growth is often a moment.

……

After a long seven day race, the Chinese team finally set off for home.

At 3:00 p.m. Chinese time, the flight landed at DIDU airport on time.

Just after 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.

After looking at the logo on the radio microphone, it turns out that they are all domestic front-line news media, including several CCTV channels.

"This..."

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

"Have you arranged 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 made great achievements this year?"

None of the three believed this reason.

In previous years, when iPho got full group scores, I didn't see so many reporters just getting off the plane?

Even if you want to interview, it is arranged by the top department to make a brief report, that's all.

News chasing heat, journalists prefer to stick to hot events. Small things like iPho are really too cold to be cool.

But this scene did happen again.

Yan Zhenfeng: "will there be any traffic star on the same flight with us, so it has attracted so many multimedia?"

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

"Is it true that it's for us? I'll go! It's really coming! Get your luggage quickly! Sun Qun, go back and watch some children. Don't let them come for the time being!"

"Oh! I'll go right away!"

But in two words, the army of reporters had arrived.

A microphone was passed to Yan Zhenfeng and Qin Libin: "two professors, welcome home!"

Although it was crowded, it was not chaotic, and the other party greeted him as soon as he opened his mouth, which made them a little relieved.

Sure enough, serious media and paparazzi are still different.

Yan Zhenfeng: "thank you."

Reporter: "congratulations on the excellent achievements of the Huaxia team in this iPho. We want to interview the returning students, especially Jiang Fuyue, OK?"

At the mention of Jiang Fuyue, the remaining more than a dozen reporters suddenly brightened their eyes.

Before Yan Zhenfeng answered, five students appeared with their luggage.

So, sun Qun went in and stopped a lonely man?

I don't know who among the reporters suddenly shouted: "look! Jiang Fuyue comes out -"

Suddenly the scene began to be chaotic and out of control. A group of reporters rushed towards Jiang Fuyue. It was like a hungry wolf seeing meat. They were crazy one by one.

Yan Zhenfeng and Qin Libin stood in the middle, just like a scarecrow encountering the roaring of horses. Chickens and dogs fell to the ground, leaving only a disheartened face.

Yan Zhenfeng: what serious media are different? Dare to be serious only to them. As soon as you see Jiang Fuyue, you will become a paparazzi!