"Three, we've had five in the past half hour alone, and they're probably still going on now." Fang Xiaoxiao stared at the menu, wondering whether he wanted matcha cheesecake or orange cheesecake. After struggling to no avail, he turned his gaze.
Turn to Ma Yu.
Ma Yu understood and ordered a matcha-flavored one for her, and then ordered an orange-flavored one for himself.
Now only Yang Xingyue and Ai Liang have not placed orders.
Yang Xingyue looked at the various exquisite cake pictures on the menu, with a child-like desire in her eyes. Whenever she was about to settle on a certain cake, she looked down at her body hesitantly, and finally gave up on what she liked.
For cream cheese, I chose whole wheat brownie.
Fang Xiaoxiao looked at Yang Xingyue's helpless look and tried to persuade her: "Xingyue, you won't gain weight if you eat a little occasionally."
"I don't dare." Yang Xingyue lay on the table and felt depressed, "Eating sweets is the easiest way to gain weight, especially at night."
"Well, it's not like everyone is like you. No matter how much you eat, you can't grow big." Ma Yu rubbed Fang's small head and looked at a certain part and said with meaning.
I mean height and leg length.
When Fang Xiaoxiao heard this, he kept kicking Ma Yu's calf under the table.
Ma Yu held down Fang Xiaoxiao's thigh and asked Ai Liang who was opposite him: "Xiao Ai, why haven't you chosen yet?"
Now Ai Liang is the only one who is still hesitating with the menu.
Ever since he regained his physical senses a month ago, he has been very interested in all kinds of delicious food. After all, eating for the past five years has been like eating air and he has no feeling at all. Now he can finally taste delicious food. Of course, he has to choose carefully.
"Ai Liang, I recommend this cheese tart, it tastes super good." Yang Xingyue, who was sitting next to her, placed her slender finger on a name on the upper left side of the menu.
"Well, thank you."
Ai Liang nodded and thanked her for her opinion, then put down the menu and ordered a tiramisu.
"Pfft." Ma Yu, who was sitting opposite, couldn't help but laugh out loud and was then glared at by Yue Qihua.
Yang Xingyue's cheeks were bulging like a puffer fish, and she pushed Ai Liang gently with her knees in dissatisfaction.
"Ah, it's really strange. In the past, Xiao Ai would just choose the first name he saw when ordering. I didn't expect that he would choose it carefully today."
Ma Yu scratched his head and changed the topic.
Since I couldn't taste the flavor before, of course I just chose whatever I wanted. Although I prefer spicy food, I haven't eaten sweets for a long time, so it's good to try it occasionally.
Ai Liang muttered silently in his heart, and then waited expectantly for the arrival of dessert.
"It's getting late, so hurry up and answer the questions. I've been busy reviewing for the past few days and haven't done much research on materials. I'm going to give it a try tonight."
Yue Qihua took out the prepared notebook from her bag and divided it into five parts and distributed them to everyone. This was a draft paper used for calculations.
"Xiao Ai, I'll treat you to the cake this time, please." Ma Yu said to Ai Liang slightly nervously.
Ma Yu was very concerned about whether he could be admitted to the Experimental Middle School. Even though his tutor said that it would be absolutely fine, he was still very nervous.
Ai Liang picked up a pen and scratch paper and asked: "Well, let's start with mathematics. Are there any questions that we are not sure about?"
"The penultimate multiple-choice question!" Fang Xiaoxiao shouted as he stood up from the table.
"B"
"Where's the eighth question?" Ma Yu asked.
"C"
The long evaluation process began. Yang Xingyue, Ma Yu, and Fang Xiaoxiao were mainly responsible for asking questions. Yue Qihua and Ai Liang were responsible for answering. If the answer was different from theirs, then they answered wrong.
Except for Ai Liang, who likes to make some small jokes on history, there will never be any mistakes in the other subjects.
This is the experience summarized by several people over the past three years.
The evaluation of scores is based on the premise that everyone can write down the questions. When encountering a question where you are not sure but have not remembered the question, you need Ai Liang, a living scanner, to write down the question and recalculate it.
"It's a shame you were able to memorize everything. Photographic memory can be considered a superpower." Ma Yu said with a sour look at the familiar test questions on the draft paper.
"What super power? In science, this is called hyperamnesia." Yue Qihua explained: "This is a rare medical anomaly. The brain activates the automatic memory system. This disease can be acquired through acquired stimulation. In theory, as long as
Once you master the activation method, everyone can remember it."
Yue Qihua is right. In fact, many cases of hyperamnesia are triggered by special accidents the day after tomorrow, which leads to the person having this ability.
The reason why Ai Liang acquired hyperamnesia may be that he had some influence on the baby's brain when he traveled through time.
Hyperamnesia is not a good thing. Although it is a normal manifestation of the brain from a medical point of view, hyperamnesia can also be regarded as a serious mental illness.
Ai Liang was deeply affected before she was five years old. Things that happened a few months ago always pop up in her mind. For example, she is clearly thinking about the millet porridge she had for dinner yesterday.
As a result, the brain triggered the key word millet porridge, and immediately thought of the scene of eating millet porridge for dinner last week, last month, or even last year.
This disease often causes a person's memory to be confused. What happened last year is still vivid in his mind, giving people a sense of fragmentation as if they are still living in the past.
Moreover, no matter whether it is happy or painful things, you can remember them clearly. It is also a kind of mental torture. One second, you are thinking about the comedy plot, and the next second, you will be stabbed. Who can bear it?
Perhaps the memories of the previous life were burned into the soul or spirit. There were no memories of more than twenty years in the brain of this body. Ai Liang finally breathed a sigh of relief.
A five-year-old child only has so many memories, which he can barely bear. If he could fully recall the memories of more than 20 years in his previous life, Ai Liang would have been autistic a long time ago.
So after Ai Liang gained superpowers at the age of five, the first thing he did was to manually create a memory bank and seal all the memories in it.
If hyperamnesia is a passive search engine, with the memory bank it becomes a humanoid Baidu.
Relevant memories will be recalled accurately only when needed, which is very convenient.
"That's great. I really want to get sick too."
Yang Xingyue looked at Ai Liang with envy.
"IQ is a combination of a lot of things such as observation, attention, thinking ability, etc. It is not all supported by memory. Even if you can have a photographic memory, you are still a fool." Yue Qihua looked at Yang Xingyue and complained.
"I'm just talking." Facing a genius with an IQ of 145, Yang Xingyue lowered her head silently and started to calculate math problems.
Yue Qihua looked at her and said in a fine voice: "Aren't you already suffering from spring sickness? You still called Ai Liang's name when you fell asleep."
The voice of this sentence was so low that only Yue Qihua could hear it, but it was still clearly captured by Ai Liang.
After hearing these words, Ai Liang's hands shook. He tried to calm down, ignored the huge amount of information contained in Yue Qihua's complaints, and tried to focus on the score evaluation.
Ai Liang is also a normal adolescent boy. Just imagine, a beautiful girl calls your name while murmuring in her sleep. What kind of scene would that be?
Yue Qihua's words kept lingering in Ai Liang's mind, and finally he forced himself to use his power to stuff these words into his memory bank before calming down and regaining his calm demeanor.