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Chapter 1080 Competition Invitation

A faint red light flickered in the dim room.

Where the red light shines, you can vaguely see the little doll sitting on the chair.

The doll's eyes were sparkling, reflecting the gleaming light, which seemed to be permeable in the dim room.

"Bah, bah, bah..."

Intermittent sounds came from deep in the room.

Hidden by a cloth curtain half suspended in the air is a small TV.

The brightly colored pictures played on the dim TV were incompatible with the entire room.

The bright color block is like a star that crashes into the darkness, emitting light but slowly being swallowed up by the darkness between breaths.

In the picture on the TV screen, the crowded crowds were gradually stripped of their original colors, and gray and dull colors fell into the picture bit by bit.

The originally bright sky and green lawn on the screen were also dyed with an ominous color.

The only one who is still bright is the little girl in the crowd.

The little girl was carrying a cute schoolbag. The schoolbag was fluffy and had a pair of long bunny ears that drooped down.

Her skin is as white as snow, and she has a pair of beautiful, watery eyes.

She is not in the middle of the camera, but everyone who notices her is reluctant to take their eyes off her.

Under the bright and bright sunshine, she is like a little angel falling into the world, spreading warmth.

If Lin Ming were standing in this dim room, he would probably be able to recognize at a glance that the brightly colored little girl in the center of the screen is his little daughter - Lin Hua.

"You like her too, don't you?"

A voice, neither high nor low, sounded in the dark and silent room.

The voice didn't look like a boy or a girl, it sounded like a child but completely different. The tone was even a bit sharp, and it sounded inexplicably harsh.

A small white hand is holding a rag doll sewn with rough needlework. The rag doll's eyes are pointed directly at the TV, reflecting the picture on the TV screen.

As soon as the little hand moved, the doll also moved, as if it was nodding.

"I also like her very much. She looks so beautiful. If I could make her into my doll, it would look much better than my previous collection."

"Cackle, cluck..."

The rag doll's neck was strangled by that little white hand, and its mouth suddenly opened wide to reveal a mouth full of rough threads, as if the sudden laughter in the room was coming from him.



The farce-like game came to an end.

Lin Ming's family has proved with their own strength that they don't need to interfere with the existing educational equity at all, and they can even ignore the existing education if they want to.

Those children are no longer able to be taught by ordinary teachers.

For geniuses, books are their nutrition, and what kind of teacher is not the key.

After the game, many people were beating drums in their hearts.

They were worried that Lin Ming and the others would lose their confidence in the country because of this farce and ordinary game.

No one wants to see the loss of talent, so soon after Lin Ming and they finished the game, they contacted him one after another by phone.

The people behind these calls were older than the last, but their attitudes were better than the last. Only a few people who vaguely knew Lin Ming's identity teased him in a half-joking tone.

"It seems that Mr. Lin is going to be famous now!"

Lin Ming was ridiculed so much that he couldn't help but think of their company's official Weibo, where a large group of netizens who didn't know whether they were men or women started calling him the national father-in-law.

This group of netizens, separated by network cables, have actually developed ideas for several little girls.

Even though he knew these were all jokes, he couldn't help but be on guard.

It's still early for a son-in-law or something. As long as his daughter doesn't want to get married, he can raise her for the rest of his life.

His miser-like thoughts were laughed at by his wife sitting next to him.

Under such circumstances, a slightly formal phone call and invitation were handed to him.

"I would like to invite a few children from our family to participate in an international knowledge competition. I'm afraid this is not appropriate, right?"

The United Nations Knowledge Competition is an international competition with a long history.

Originally it was just a private entertainment competition, but as time went by, the organizer gradually became a national one.

This competition has also evolved from a knowledge competition at the beginning to an all-round competition that is secretly related to the status of each country.

Countries have always sent their elite teams to participate in this kind of competition, but it is unprecedented to find people at short notice.

Lin Ming had a brief understanding of this competition before. Even when he was young and exposed to this competition, he imagined that one day he would be able to join the delegation to win glory for the country.

It's a pity that his talents were not particularly outstanding at that time and he did not pass the screening.

And now, the invitation to this round of competition has actually been given to a few brats.

"Mr. Lin, you also know that the conditions are becoming more and more demanding. After adding the age limit, all the young talents participating in the recent teams are the top young talents from each country."

"Fang Shaoping is also among the people we selected. His memory and computing power are extremely high at the same level."

"Today is also a coincidence. We saw the competition between Fang Shaoping and your son Lin Bai. Only through comparison did we know that the masters are among the people!"

"Furthermore, Fang Shaoping's confidence has suffered a huge blow now. Let alone participating in the competition, whether he can get out of this psychological shadow is a question."

"So we begged Mr. Lin to let Lin Bai participate in our competition this time."

"By the way, Miss Lin Qin's musical talent is also exceptionally good. Would you like to consider letting her join the team together?"

The person in charge on the other side of the phone spoke politely, but his meaning was completely different from his tone of voice. It was a bit like a lion opening its mouth and devouring all the little darlings of their Lin family.

"Do you still want Lin Chen to join your competition?"

Lin Ming laughed.

"Ah, if you can agree, that would be great."

"I found that several of your other children are also very good, but they haven't shown it yet today. If they have talents that are different from ordinary people, it would be best to participate together. This child is more familiar and there is no need to run in.

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The person in charge really had the audacity to bring it up.

Bei Xinyao frowned and whispered while listening to the sound of Lin Ming's amplifier.

"This child is too young. If they go out together, I am very worried about their safety!"

"It's Miss Bei. You don't have to worry about this. Our team will be equipped with the most powerful security personnel. I heard that Mr. Lin himself is also extremely powerful. He can also accompany the children!"

Good guy, now this is not just about picking up the child's wool, but Lin Ming is also going to take it with him.

Lin Ming hurriedly exchanged some greetings and tried to persuade him to consider hanging up the phone. If he didn't hang up, he was afraid that the person in charge on the other side would enthusiastically persuade him to take his wife with him.


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