But as the eldest brother, how can I show weakness in front of a girl?
Han Du pretended to look at it again and again, and then said to the girl in a pretentious manner: "Well, not bad. Although I only made a rough calculation, in my opinion, your statement should be established."
"Well, thank you, brother. I have calculated it many times, and it is true." Han Jingyun looked very happy to receive the affirmation from the elder brother. She never thought that the elder brother in front of her was a parallel importer, and he was carrying her shoes based on his mathematical talent.
Neither deserves it.
If you think it is true, it is true.
Han Du glanced at Han Jingyun guiltily, and suddenly thought that people with high mathematical talents usually have high IQs. If his sister is so talented in mathematics, wouldn't her IQ be much higher than his?
What’s the saying? A dog’s IQ is sixty, and an ordinary person’s IQ is one hundred. Han Du thinks his IQ should be one hundred and one. But how high is the IQ of a math genius? At least it starts at one hundred six.
One hundred and eighty is also possible.
Thinking of this, Han Du's face looked a little ugly. He pretended to cough twice, and then asked in a low voice: "Well, sister, I have something to ask you."
"Ask." Han Jingyun nodded and looked at Han Du expectantly, wanting to know what the elder brother would ask.
Han Du pondered for a while, then asked his sister with suspicious eyes: "Sister, when you treat me as a brother, do you treat me like a dog?"
Han Jingyun was shocked. With her high IQ, she never thought that Han Du would ask such a question. She couldn't help but said: "Brother, what are you talking about? In my heart, brother is the best brother. Why, how could it be possible?
dog......"
Han Jingyun spoke softer and quieter, and by the time he finished speaking, his voice was like a mosquito moaning.
"Hahaha, brother, I'm just joking. Just ask me casually, just ask..." Han Du quickly laughed to cover up his embarrassment. He was really so embarrassed that his head was twitching.
, you would ask such a question.
Then he changed the topic, patted his chest and promised: "Sister, what content behind mathematics you want, give Brother Wei a few days, Brother Wei will write it out for you."
"Well, thank you, brother." Han Jingyun immediately beamed when he heard the following content.
When Han Du left the girl's room, he relied on a strong force to hold him up. When he was sure that the girl couldn't see him, he had no choice but to lose his legs and almost fell to the ground.
When Han Du came to this era, he was very confident. He thought that he had far more knowledge than people of this era, that he could control everything with ease, and that he could be like a fish in water. But he didn't expect that there are people in this era who have the IQ to be able to
The existence that crushed him was fortunate that this was his sister. But Han Du couldn't guarantee whether there were other people with high IQs.
After a few days, Han Du did not give the book to Jing Yun, but asked her to ask questions several times. After more than ten days, Han Du gave her the compiled junior high school and high school mathematics.
The girl who got the new book closed the door happily and immersed herself in the world of mathematics.
Although Han De complained about Han Jingyun who often liked to run outside in the past, although the atmosphere in Hongwu Year was similar to that of the Tang Dynasty, which was very open and did not prohibit women who had not left the court from entering and leaving the house, he still believed that all ladies should stay
At home, try to go out as little as possible.
Now that Han Jingyun suddenly stopped walking outside the door, Han De became a little worried again. He was afraid that his daughter would be suffocated by being locked in the room.
Naturally, the little moves between Han Du and Han Jingyun were not hidden from Han De's eyes.
So after seeing Han Jingyun eating in a hurry, he hurriedly left and returned to her boudoir. Han De, who had endured it for a few days, couldn't bear it anymore.
He couldn't help but frown and asked Handu: "What on earth did you do to Jingyun? Why doesn't she even leave the door these days besides eating?"
Before Han Du had time to explain to his father, Mrs. Liu spoke up, nodded and said, "It's good for her to be like this. As a lady, you should look like a lady."
"Aren't you afraid of her being bored in the room and getting bored?" Han De disagreed with Liu's opinion.
Mrs. Liu smiled indifferently and said: "What good can it do? When I watched Journey to the West some time ago, I didn't stay in the room all day long, and I didn't see what you said. It's best to do this now, lest she
Excuse me while I read Journey to the West."
"Mom, haven't you finished reading it yet?" Han Du remembered that Jingyun said that he had finished reading it several times. Why didn't Mom think that she had finished reading it even once? Is this a gap in IQ?
Mrs. Liu didn't doubt him, and said casually: "No, Journey to the West is quite interesting. Just read it slowly. Why are you in such a hurry?"
Han Du was speechless after hearing this. I'm afraid this is not a question of speed, but a question of IQ.
Seeing his father looking at him with dissatisfaction, Han Du laughed dryly, and suddenly an idea came to his mind and he said tentatively: "Dad, if I say that our family is going to have a great sage, do you believe it?"
Han De immediately sneered after hearing this and sneered at Han Du's statement, "We are going to have a great sage in our family? Who is it? Is it you? Have you been an official for a long time and don't know how much you have?"
As for Daxian, please understand your official duties before we talk about it."
Han Du shook his head like a rattle and said, "Of course it's not me, but..." As he said that, he pointed his finger in the direction of Sister Jingyun's boudoir.
"Jingyun?" Han De almost laughed out loud and said, "What are you talking about in your sleep? She is only literate and has read some four books and five classics. She has not even learned the meaning of the scriptures. What kind of great sage can she be?"
It’s just a joke. It’s okay to talk about it at home, but don’t talk about it outside. I still want to save face and don’t want to be embarrassed.”
For a moment, Han Du didn't know how to explain it to his father. He could only sigh and said, "Oh, I can't explain it in just a few words. Anyway, dad, just watch. You will know what's going on in the future."
Already."
Hande stroked his beard and said in surprise: "You're not done yet? Well, I'll wait and see."
Seeing Han De's disdainful look, Mrs. Liu was a little dissatisfied. She rolled her eyes at Han De and said, "What's wrong with having a talented daughter? Is it better to raise a stupid one? Let's make it clear first.
Ah, we in the Han family don’t have that stinking habit where women’s lack of talent is a virtue.”
When Han De heard Liu's words, he immediately became furious and said with wide eyes: "When did I say that a woman's lack of talent is a virtue? Didn't I teach Jing Yun carefully since she was a child?"