The rich second-generation roommate Zheng Qinghui listened to Cheng Yueyang explain to him about 'we don't have much time to utilize' time theory.

He thought Cheng Yueyang was stupid.

"Even if that's true, can you really never wash your clothes? Besides, what can we do with the remaining time? Stupid."

He looked at Cheng Yueyang with a look as if he was looking at a fool, and looked back at Ji Changze, who was calmly reading a book, as if completely immersed in the world of books and could not see it, and sneered:

"If you listen to him, he will only make a fool out of you. According to him, noone should do laundry, and let the clothes stink." But remember, "If you don't do the laundry, you'll have no other choice in the end, and you will be forced to do it."

As he said that, his voice was particularly loud and deliberately making Ji Changze hear it. With a mocking tone, he added:

"You're not like Ji Changze, who has to attend college with his mother following. He could let his mother wash his clothes when he gets home, can you?"

Cheng Yueyang was very confused.

He felt that what Zheng Qinghui said was very reasonable.

But what Ji Changze said was more reasonable.

Looking down at the books on the table, "But our study time is so little …"

Zheng Qinghui felt deflated: This guy is really stupid…

Except with Ji Changze, the other three people in the dormitory room have always had a good relationship. Although they have different personalities, they have no bad intentions and don't interfere with each other. After getting along for so long, Zheng Qinghui really took the two other roommates as brothers.

It turned out that one of his brother was now being stupid.

How can he not settle the score with the culprit?

Zheng Qinghui coldly turned his head and strode to Ji Changze's table. Seeing the young man obviously not wearing headphones, but acting as if they did not hear anything and was very seriously reading a book, his face turned even more angry.

"Ji Changze, what nonsense are you fooling Yueyang with? You don't do your own laundry, and now you want to get him to stop doing it too, right?"

The young man frowned slightly and took his eyes slowly away from the book, raising his eyes to look at the person in front of him.

Zheng Qinghui had a provocative look on his face, "I just don't like you. Try and hit me if you can!"

He has long been unhappy with Ji Changze.

Ji Changze didn't clean, was arrogant, and he even pretended that his roommate's car was his own.

What kind of rubbish was that?

Come on!

What's the big deal? Fight!

Let's see who is afraid of who!

However, …

The young man's eyes lingered on Zheng Qinghui's provocative face for a moment and then lowered his head as if he were an air, continuing to read his book as if nothing had happened.

Zheng Qinghui: "…"

"Ji Changze, who are you looking down on?!"

"Qinghui! Qinghui!"

Cheng Yueyang saw Zheng Qinghui looked as if he wanted to pounce on someone, and quickly went forward to stop him, "Changze doesn't mean that. I talked to him before, and he was like that. We are all roommates, talk properly."

"Who wants to be his roommate?! Since the beginning of the school year, he has never cleaned the dormitory. And you, when did you take his side?!"

"What the hell? I'm telling you, he just doesn't want to waste his study time."

"Bullsh*t! How much time can be wasted by just saying a word? I think this boy just looks down on me. You get out of the way, I have to teach him why flowers are so red today!"

(TNote: teach people why flowers are red = metaphor; make him see red/ make him bleed/ beat him up.)

One of the two wanted to jump forward and the other one wanted to block.

Ji Changze, the culprit, was still sitting there quietly …

He turned the book at a rate of one page every 10 seconds.

Zheng Qinghui keenly caught this, and suddenly felt that he had caught Ji Changze acting innocent and not responding to his provocation.

"Ji Changze! I'm telling you, don't pretend! Such little time between pages, but still claiming to read the book? Who are you fooling?"

When he said so, Cheng Yueyang, who was blocking him also turned his head to look over.

Ji Changze still looked calm and didn't even look at their side. His hand still turned the page quickly.

Cheng Yueyang: "…"

Oh, yeah.

What kind of person reads a book like that?

Even he didn't believe Ji Changze was reading a book.

He immediately put down the hand that stopped Zheng Qinghui, and said, "Changze, Qinghui didn't mean any harm. It's just that, you said his car was yours. He has anger in his heart, maybe you should apologize to him …"

The young man temporarily stopped his reading time. His eyebrows wrinkled again. With the expression of 'why are you so bothersome', he turned towards the two.

"What car?"

Zheng Qinghui sneered again, "You're still playing dumb, aren't you? It's all over the forum, and you're still pretending."

"Calm down. Calm down."

Cheng Yueyang hurriedly pulled him to stop him from hitting someone. He took out his phone and handed Ji Changze the photo from the forum.

Pointing to the red convertible behind Ji Changze from above, "This is the car."

The youth glanced coldly at it.

"Oh."

Cheng Yueyang: "…"

Zheng Qinghui's temper suddenly came up: "You thought we were talking crap to you, didn't you? Ji Changze, I say you're quite cheeky ah! Took my car, said it's yours, and used it to pick up girls. Why are you so shameless?"

Ji Changze remained expressionless as usual, his voice was cold, "Did I say that?"

Zheng Qinghui sneered, "Didn't you say it?"

Cheng Yueyang: "… that, Qing Hui, he really didn't say it."

"This picture was posted on the Internet by someone. At the beginning, the words were [Indeed. The rich young man with good looks matches with a beautiful woman with a good body]. But Ji Changze himself never spoke."

He also showed Zheng Qinghui the title of the post that had been moved to the top as a popular post.

Zheng Qinghui: "This post has been floating in the school forum for three days. There are also shares, microblogs and people are still tagging him. You think he hasn't seen it?"

He was still quite observant and looked at Ji Changze sitting there from a high position and concluded, "He knows that such a lie will be exposed one day. So, he didn't deny or admit it. Even if others know the truth and ask him, he can say that he didn't know."

"Ji Changze, what else do you have to say? You can say that you don't watch the forum and post comments. There's always the microblog. You often post some foreign academic papers on Weibo. You have posted one after this incident. You could say that you can't see others tagging you while you post academic papers. Do you think I'm stupid?"

Cheng Yueyang wanted to persuade again. He had just opened his mouth but suddenly thought again.

Right.

It doesn't make sense.

He now also believed that Ji Changze was thinking the same thoughts as Zheng Qinghui said, and looked a little awkward, "Changze, just apologize to Qinghui. This matter is also your fault anyhow."

Ji Changze: "I didn't post."

Zheng Qinghui snorted, took out his phone, searched Ji Changze's Weibo and clicked in. He handed the main page to him, and asked while refreshing.

"Well, tell me. If you don't go to Weibo, who posted these every day? A ghost?"

"If I refresh it like this, will it post? Will it? Do you think it will?"

— Ping ping ping!

Weibo refreshed successfully.

Under the eyes of the three, Ji Changze's Weibo showed that a new post had updated.

Zheng Qinghui: "…"

Cheng Yueyang: "…"

Ji Changze: "It will."

Zheng Qinghui didn't believe it and looked at Weibo carefully. However, the release date was 1 second ago.

He looked at Ji Changze again.

The young man was still sitting there like he has been doing, sitting upright, with both hands off the phone.

Zheng Qinghui: "… how did you do it?"

Ji Changze: "Timed posting."

Timed postings?

Does Weibo have such a thing?

Seeing his face of disbelief, Ji Changze's tone remained muted.

"Don't you guys check Weibo's beginner's guide after you downloaded it?"

Zheng Qinghui: "…"

Although Ji Changze's expression was still absent from his face, his tone was also the same as before.

But why did Zheng Qinghui always feel as if the person in front of him was wondering why his IQ was so low…

Zheng Qinghui: "Who said I didn't read it. I did. It's just that, who would remember this little thing, right Yueyang?"

Cheng Yueyang: "I didn't read it. Where is this beginner's guide?"

"Not at the moment…"

The young man slightly nodded. "I made it myself."

Zheng Qinghui: "…"

Cheng Yueyang: … Yeah, Ji Changze loved to do this kind of thing.

Zheng Qinghui still felt that he was being set up, "No, can't you just post properly on Weibo? What's the point of timing it?"

Ji Changze: "A waste of time."

Zheng Qinghui: "…"

Why is he so irritating?

He rolled up his sleeves and was about to go up. Cheng Yueyang quickly stopped him: "Calm down, calm down. He is like this. It's the same as when he talked to me before."

To avoid a fight between the roommates, or a one-sided beating of Ji Changze by Zheng Qinghui, Cheng Yueyang coughed dryly.

"Changze, you'd better explain your words clearly. Isn't it just a post? Besides, if you think it's a waste of time, then just don't send it."

"Not feasible."

Ji Changze: "I need the number of Weibo followers."

"If I send it all out in one breath, according to the calculation, only 1 person out of one hundred people will read it all. But once every so often, 34 out of 100 people will finish it, of which an average of 8 people will pay attention."

Cheng Yueyang listened and nodded frequently.

Then he asked the soul question: "So what do you want followers for?"

The young man gave him a puzzled look, with a 'don't you understand this?' expression.

"Experimenting, of course."

Facing the two people who were confused, he directly opened his computer and clicked on the file labeled [The main reason for the rise in fan base].

And showed it to the two.

It not only recorded various data in detail, but also wrote what the followers' reaction was to the content he sent out. Whether someone took it down, what it was for, and what the general mindset was when it was taken down.

As you can see, this thing was definitely not built in a day.

Of course, in reality it was a day's work.

After all, the original owner engaged in microblogging to pretend. The mentality was indeed like what Zheng Qinghui said.

But now, it didn't matter.

Ji Changze was silent for a moment, and quitly to clicked on another file, "There is also an Excel sheet here, which can show all the data more intuitively."

"If you want to see it, I can send you a copy."

Zheng Qinghui: "…"

Cheng Yueyang: "…"

Who wants to see this thing!

Zheng Qinghui didn't have any desire to care about the car now, he just wanted to know one thing:

"So, what's the point of this?"

The young man's demeanor was still cold and indifferent.

"You can sell it for money."

Zheng Qinghui: "What!? This thing? Can be sold?"

Ji Changze nodded expressionless, "A marketing company would buy it."

Zheng Qinghui: "… Which company will buy this? No, wait. You really don't know about that thing on the forum?"

"Yes."

The young man's eyebrows still wrinkled, took out the mobile phone in the drawer and threw it to Zheng Qinghui:

"If you don't believe me, you can look at it yourself, don't disturb my study."

Zheng Qinghui silently turned on the phone.

Well, once he opened it, the screen was flooded.

Only, it's not even with apps, but files.

He clicked on one at random. It contained many foreign languages, and at first glance, one can tell that they were academic papers.

Zheng Qinghui rummaged all over, but couldn't find any social app commonly used by young people, let alone a forum.

He was speechless for a while.

No wonder Ji Changze didn't know about it.

This guy is simply 'the body is in the city, but the mind deep in the forest' ah!

(TNote: the body is in the city, but the mind deep in the forest = idiom; the way he thinks and the way he looks contradicts each other.)

But why does he still feel that Ji Changze is deceiving him all the time?

Zheng Qinghui looked up and down suspiciously at Ji Changze, who was turning the pages once every 10 seconds.

"Don't try to trick me, thinking you can fool me like this? If you weren't so vain, would you turn the pages so quickly? You couldn't even finish reading five lines in such a little time."

The young man's eyebrows wrinkled more and more.

He put down the book and turned to look over;

"You're very noisy."

"Don't talk to me, waste of time."

Zheng Qinghui: … Yes, that's the obnoxious look.

Before this, everyone was either saying a couple of words, but he was with this dead-fish face saying that they were noisy.

Where the hell was the noise? It's daytime, not night.

The key point was that Ji Changze, the brat, went to the counselor to complain that they disturbed his study.

Because of remembering the disgusting things of the past, the anger in Zheng Qinghui's heart bubbled up again.

"What are you pretentious about? One breath is a waste of time, how valuable is your time? Cleaning is a waste of time for you, but our time is not a waste of time? Are you a young master? We all have to serve you?!"

"Turning a book is like going to heaven. What are you playing at? And your grades aren't particularly good, people who are serious academic brothers aren't pretending. Your act is all bullsh*t!"

The more he said, the angrier he was. He held out his hand and grabbed the book on the table. After turning a few pages, the look on his face became more and more sarcastic.

"You also read such a profound book? Ji Changze, you're really pretending. If I didn't know your grades, I really thought you were good. Don't think this matter would be forgotten. I tell you, you have to do all the cleaning and garbage throwing in the dormitory in the future, otherwise don't blame me for being rude to you."

He got into this university by the skin of his teeth.

Even though he was a rich second generation, Zheng Qinghui didn't like racing, drinking and hitting on girls.

He liked to work hard.

To prove that he is no worse than his father.

At the beginning, in his 3 years of high school, he worked his a*s off to get into the exam. Usually, he admired and envied students who became schoolmasters.

But he didn't get in to be a servant to the youngest roommate.

Seeing that he took the book, the young man looked slightly cold.

He reached out, saying, "Give it back."

When Cheng Yueyang saw it, he quickly grabbed Zheng Qinghui: "Qinghui, you should return the book to him first. Let's talk about it. Don't make it a big deal, it won't look good. If you were punished …"

"Give him back and watch him act like a fool again? We have tolerated him for how long, he thinks he's an immortal ah. The one that doesn't partake in the human world. "

Zheng Qinghui endured for so long, this time Ji Changze 'defiled' his car, and he couldn't help but blow it up.

He turned the book to the previous page: "Come, aren't you pretending to read one page at a time? Tell me, if you can say the general content of this page. I will let bygones be bygones, and I will clean up your things in the future, and I will serve you like a master."

The young man looked at him quietly for 3 seconds.

Then he pulled his hand back and began to recite it silently with no expression on his face.

He had just started, and Zheng Qinghui's face changed.

Ji Changze recited from the first word of this page. It was verbatim.

Cheng Yueyang saw his face was not right, curiously approached: "What's wrong? Damn!"

The two simply watched with jaws dropped as Ji Changze actually recited it so outright.

Zheng Qinghui: "…"

Cheng Yueyang: "…"

Until the last word on the page, not even one was wrong.

The two looked at each other and saw each other's stupid expression.

Zheng Qinghui recovered first, and looked suspiciously at Ji Changze, who had no expression on his face as usual.

"Are you lying, or have you read this book long ago?"

He turned and found a book from his bed.

The book wasn't issued by the school, but he bought it specifically with the intention of enlightening himself.

Usually, people get sleepy by only reading 3 lines, it was hypnotic.

He turned a page casually and handed it to Ji Changze, "I'll show you for 1 minute. If you can memorize it like before, I'll apologize to you."

Cheng Yueyang looked at the book and whispered in Zheng Qinghui's ear, "Qinghui, this isn't good …"

"It's okay."

Zheng Qinghui was full of confidence, "This book isn't generally difficult to understand. He wouldn't be human if he could really memorize it after a few glances."

"What else could one be if not a human being."

"An immortal."

Zheng Qinghui's words just landed when the young man scanned the contents and handed the book back.

Then, answered back in a plain tone.

It was still verbatism.

Still from the first word to the last word.

Zheng Qinghui: "…"

Cheng Yueyang: "…"

"No, no way. If you have this ability, why are your grades so average?"

Ji Changze glanced at him coldly, "Too many things, a waste of time."

Cheng Yueyang was afraid that Zheng Qinghui would get angry again, so he quickly helped to explain, "What he meant was that he knew all those questions. It was a waste of time to answer them again …."

He wasn't quite sure either.

Would someone really do this?

Then he turned back to the young man who was clearly a golden boy, but had been living among them as silver.

It dawned on them, all right, it was all true.

Zheng Qinghui still looked dumbfounded, and he turned another page at random in disbelief and handed it to Ji Changze: "You do it again! I don't believe it."

The young man's eyebrow also twisted, his expression had a bit of impatiens.

Cheng Yueyang quickly advised him, "Changze, it's the last time. It's really the last time."

Maybe his attitude was good. Ji Changze gave him face and took the book, although he looked rather cold.

Then, the same result again.

Cheng Yueyang: "… Oh my…."

Zheng Qinghui was completely overwhelmed.

Ji Changze didn't care about the car because he never used any social app.

Ji Changze posted every day for an experiment.

Ji Changze had a cold face every day, and didn't like the noise, because his brain was receiving knowledge as fast as a computer.

Why did they feel that this world is so magical?

Cheng Yueyang was shocked, but he remembered to maintain the harmony of the dormitory. He took the opportunity tell the dumbfounded Zheng Qinghui:

"Qinghui, you see, he didn't lie. Let's just let this matter go."

Zheng Qinghui, however, acted as if he hadn't even heard what he said and went straight ahead.

Cheng Yueyang was startled: "Qing Hui, don't be impulsive ah, not all the explanation is …"

Then, he watched as his roommate, who was previously the most upset with Ji Changze in the entire dormitory, walked up to the young man.

"Immortal, you came down to cultivate."

Oh…

Right, Qinghui admires schoolmasters the most.

When Zhang Zejun, the last person in the dormitory, pushed open the door and came in, he thought he was in the wrong room.

The bedroom was quiet.

It was normal for Cheng Yueyang to sit on his own table and read books. After all, Cheng Yueyang had much less time in school because he wanted to work and study, and he usually liked to look for opportunities to study.

Ji Changze was also reading a book.

This was normal, too. What Ji Changze often does in the dormitory was reading (or pretending to).

But Zheng Qinghui …

Zhang Zejun looked confused as if in a dream. That guy just put down the mop, walked past the ground that was mopped nearly to reflect light, quickly washed an apple, and especially carefully peeled and cut into pieces with special care, and then inserted a toothpick.

Finally, juvenile man took this apple, which had changed from an ordinary apple to a shredded apple, and set it on Ji Changze's table.

Smiling, looking kind, and was gentle.

"Changze, eat some apples. I put toothpicks on them. It won't take too much time."

The young man looked away from the book for a second, and looked calm.

"Thank you."

Clearly it was the original cold and indifferent expression, and the same tone of voice. If this was before, Zheng Qinghui's temper would definitely come up.

But today …

"You're welcome, I'll get when you're finished."

Zheng Qinghui's expression was flattering. Looking like he couldn't wait to rush up and give Ji Changze a shoulder massage.

The flattery was simply hard to look at.

Zhang Zejun: "…"

He must have pushed open the bedroom door from the wrong position.

He silently walked out and opened it again.

Zheng Qinghui was still smiling at Ji Changze.

Zhang Zejun: "…"

What happened?

Didn't he just go home for a little while?

It's only been one day. He was only gone one day, right?

Why did he feel that, with just one trip, the entire dormitory changed?

"Old Jun is back?"

Zheng Qinghui took the lead in seeing him. He called out, smiled and took an apple like before and threw it directly into Zhang Zejun's arms.

"Here, eat an apple."

The same attitude as before, even the same apple-throwing gesture.

But Zhang Zejun still looked dumbfounded.

He couldn't help but follow Zheng Qinghui's example of lowering his voice, "Qinghui, why are you talking so softly?"

Just like a thief…

Zheng Qinghui whispered, "I'm afraid it would disturb Changze's study."

Zhang Zejun: "…"

Sure enough, he was still dreaming.

He didn't know what to do. He could only feel at a loss and walk into the bedroom with the apple. When he passed by Cheng Yueyang, he looked at the basin next to him strangely.

"Yueyang, why didn't you do your laundry?"

His voice is still very soft.

Cheng Yueyang scribbled, "I can't waste time, I don't have much time left, I have to study!"

Zheng Qinghui, who was busy trying to wipe the table again, was reminded.

"Yes, I don't have much time. I have to study!"

He completely forgot how he didn't believe this 'time is short' theory before.

There was nothing left in his mind but: This is what Ji Changze, the schoolmaster, said.

The person was so smart that they don't even do laundry for studying!

Of course, he wanted it too.

Zhang Zejun once again looked at Zheng Qinghui with a dumbfounded look. He took off his clothes, although he only took off his coat.

But he didn't wash it after taking it off. He threw it directly into the basin.

Zhang Zejun: "?"

Zheng Qinghui was the cleanest of all.

"Qinghui, what are you doing?"

"I can't waste time. I want to study."

Zhang Zejun: "… forget it. I'll bring your clothes down when I go down later."

"Don't!"

"Don't!"

The two sounded out.

Both of them had a disgusted look, "The washing machine downstairs is too dirty. I advise you not to wash it downstairs either."

Zhang Zejun: "… Then if I don't wash them downstairs, should I wash it by hand?"

"Don't, it's a waste of time. I'll tell you, Old Jun, the average life expectancy of a person is 75 years old, that is …"

Obviously, it was the same scientific research (brainwashing), but Cheng Yueyang's skills were worse.

Zhang Zejun listened with a face not knowing whether to cry or laugh.

"If it's as you say, that means we all shouldn't wash our clothes anymore? Then don't take a shower either. No, tell me, when did you guys get so, so …"

He struggled for a long time, but couldn't say such 'good words'.

Zhang Zejun said that, and glanced at Ji Changze who was still quietly reading.

He has no ill feelings towards Ji Changze.

But there were definitely no good feelings. After all, Ji Changze did those things before…

As the head of the dorm room, Zhang Zejun has suffered a lot.

Thanks to his own honest nature, he didn't care much about it. If it changed to Zheng Qinghui, he would have fought long ago.

But now seeing that both roommates were as if they were being possessed by evil, Zhang Zejun's mind was worried.

He didn't have the heart to beat around the bush and went straight up and asked.

"Changze, did you tell them not to do laundry?"

Ji Changze coldly glanced up at him.

"No."

Zheng Qinghui, whose expression was full of 'I want to rely on the idol, and what the idol says is always right', looked confused.

He looked at Cheng Yueyang, and Cheng Yueyang hurriedly waved his hand to explain, "He didn't tell me not to wash clothes. He just told me how precious time is, and I didn't wash the clothes myself."

Ji Changze nodded with a neutral look on his face.

He didn't have the intention to open his mouth.

After all, these were roommates in the dormitory. Zhang Zejun could be said to be the one with the best temper.

Simply put, others still need him to take the initiative to explain (fool them), but not Zhang Zejun.

He would fool himself into clarity.

Zheng Qinghui, who worships schoolmasters the most, still had a firm face, "Anyway, I'm going to be on par with Changze, and I'm not going to do my laundry."

Ji Changze frowned slightly, with a little disapproval on his face.

Zheng Qinghui noticed it at a glance and quickly asked, "What's wrong Changze? Can't I do this? Do I have to change my study method?"

Ji Changze: "You don't have to do that."

"I will do it!"

Zheng Qinghui gushed out: I've always been admiring smart people since I was a child. To tell you the truth, I couldn't get my grades up in junior high school, but I wasn't discouraged. I asked my Dad to spend money to buy me into No.1 Middle School, and then I didn't slacken my efforts at all. When I went to high school, it was a great effort to get into our school."

"Changze, don't worry, I'm not the kind of person who is calculating. We North Easterners, are all straightforward. I misunderstood you before, but I was wrong. I apologize to you. We will still be good brothers in the future!"

After that, he smiled again, "I will do whatever you do in the future. Don't worry, I won't waste my time either."

Ji Changze looked slightly pensive and looked at him for several seconds.

Zheng Qinghui was full of expectation, expecting to get him to say some divine quotes.

Ji Changze: "Intelligence is innate."

The implication was that no matter how hard Zheng Qinghui worked, he really couldn't become a schoolmaster.

Zheng Qinghui: "…"

"Pfffttt…!"

Zhang Zejun laughed without holding back. Seeing Zheng Qinghui glaring at himself, he quickly turned to cover his mouth. "Sorry, sorry. I couldn't hold back."

Ji Changze continued, "But it's not like there aren't ways to improve your intelligence."

Zheng Qinghui, who had lost his face, immediately got up and looked forward to it again.

"What's the way?"

After saying this, he remembered something, and quickly added, "Don't worry, I won't use your method for nothing. You tell me, I will give money, treat you, and do anything."

He really wanted to be an excellent person.

"Listen more, watch more, learn more."

Ji Changze directly told him, "If you keep doing this, your intelligence would improve, but it won't raise much."

Zheng Qinghui's smile froze.

This method …

Isn't it a way that everyone knows?

He had always done this since he was a child.

From the time he was a little bean.

Touching his skull, he said, "This little one is really the son of Mr. Zheng. That is, it's like a tiger with a tiger's head and a tiger's brain. A tiger father has no dog for a son. " He had decided that he must be more than his father.

(TNote: A tiger father has no dog for a son = A tiger wouldn't give birth to a dog / An excellent father wouldn't give birth to ordinary children. Usually used to praise the children of others.)

Let people know that there was a saying, no tiger son would ever have a dog for a father!

However, the ideal was rich, but reality was cruel.

No matter how hard he tried and tried to align himself with those geniuses, he was finally killed on the shores.

(TNote: killed on the shores/ the beach = idiom; meaning trying to leave your natural environment (like a fish/seal), you get killed before you could do anything.)

In the past, he would have directly mocked Ji Changze for fooling him.

But now, how could the schoolmaster fool him?

This remark must have profound meaning.

Zheng Qinghui blurted out, "Actually, I've been doing this since I was a kid, but I feel like I'm not much smarter. Is my method wrong? Or is it because I'm not learning the right things by listening and watching?"

Ji Changze pretended to ponder.

Then under the eyes of Zheng Qinghui that had a nervous expression, he nodded with an affirmative face.

"Probably because, you are extraordinarily stupid."

Zheng Qinghui: "…"

"Pft…. hahahahahahaha!"

Zhang Zejun couldn't help it again, laughing hysterically.

Cheng Yueyang didn't laugh. At this moment, the pitiable person who was always worried about the collapse of the plastic brotherhood in the dormitory, hastened to speak.

"Qinghui, don't be angry. Changze just speaks frankly, Old Jun you also shouldn't laugh."

Zheng Qinghui wasn't angry.

Even if he was angry, he wasn't angry with Ji Changze.

How can a schoolmaster be wrong?

Even if it's wrong, it must not be intentional.

Geniuses, there was always a little personality defect, he knows that.

Zheng Qinghui put on a strong smile and said, "It doesn't matter, then I will stick to it. Changze, don't worry, I will do nothing but study in the future, just like you. I believe that if this continues, I will succeed."

Cheng Yueyang was also full of ambition, "Me too!"

Zhang Zejun, the only one who didn't know what happened, asked, "… so I'm the only one who would clean our dormitory in the future?"

Ji Changze certainly couldn't agree with them.

He shook his head, "I don't recommend you doing this."

"I can write down the contents of a page from a book in 10 seconds, and wash clothes for 45 minutes that is 2700 seconds. I can write down 270 more pages of knowledge a day, without wasting the time on laundry."

"How much can you write down?"

Zheng Qinghui: "Hmm …"

He felt that his heart had been stabbed.

Cheng Yueyang calculated it and whispered a little awkwardly, "Probably … maybe … 10 pages?"

Zheng Qinghui felt that his heart has been stabbed again, "I can do 5 pages …"

Zhang Zejun: "Ah? What do you mean 10 seconds? Changze, are you… are you that powerful?"

Ji Changze: "I can take these clothes home to wash, can you?"

The two people: "…"

Right, their home wasn't near here.

Zheng Qinghui, who was in the midst of frustration, suddenly realized something and jerked his head up with a look of dawning realization.

"I know! You have a good memory, you can write down the contents of a page of a book in 10 seconds. So, your time is precious, and that's why your mother follows you to the capital!"

Zhang Zejun: "? What? What the hell are you talking about?"

Zheng Qinghui, however, didn't even bother to look at him, but was absorbed in his own thoughts.

No wonder!

No wonder Ji Changze had never done anything since school started.

Cleaning wasn't done, and garbage wasn't taken out.

Even the clothes would be taken back for his mother to wash.

That's right!

Everything made sense!

(TNote: XD …. oh God, this guy is precious!)

Zheng Qinghui clapped his hands and was filled with regret, "Why didn't you tell us about this? Do you know that there are people on the Internet who say that you are a giant baby? I can assure you that if those people knew the truth, they would be ashamed of themselves."

Ji Changze: "Should I tell you?"

Zheng Qinghui: "…"

Cheng Yueyang got used to it and quickly opened his mouth to help explain, "Don't misunderstand Qinghui, Changze …"

"I understand! I understand, I completely understand!"

Zheng Qinghui didn't get angry, but looked at his face and understood: "Geniuses are like this, haven't you seen those TV series? Changze is still good, at least we understand what he says."

Zhang Zejun: "… Can you tell me exactly what happened?"

Zheng Qinghui however, clapped his hands.

Because he wanted to be a talent at an early age, he looked up a lot of information.

The reading machine, Zheng Qinghui, finally connected.

"Changze, you did the right thing. Your brain is so precious that you shouldn't waste your time on such small things. No wonder you used to ignore people's words and didn't used to talk much. Yes, you did the right thing. You should put your limited time into unlimited learning, so as to live up to your brain."

Ji Changze: … Ignoring people and not talking much, is because the original owner despises these roommates.

But he doesn't have to admit it.

All he had to do was keep a straight face and not answer.

Sure enough, when Zheng Qinghui saw him like this, the look on his face became more and more certain.

"Don't worry, you don't need to take care of these trivial things personally. Those rumors on the Internet, I will help you deal with it, and the car. I'll go online and apologize to you, don't worry! Even if I throw dirty water on myself, I won't damage your reputation."

Ji Changze: "What reputation?"

"No, nothing, you don't need to know these. You just need to study hard and win glory for the country and win glory for room 301!"

Zheng Qinghui's face was full of hot-bloodedness. He found the computer and started to passionately defend the person.

Zhang Zejun: "… So, what happened?"

Cheng Yueyang: "it's just that this matter was a misunderstanding toward Changze. He just didn't bother to explain it."

"Well, I'm going to do the laundry. Would you like to join me?"

Zhang Zejun, who is still in confusion: "… Aren't you not doing your laundry?"

Cheng Yueyang: "Didn't you hear what Changze said? He can learn so many things without doing laundry, which is more cost-effective. But I can't. I'm not smart, and I don't have a mother to wash clothes for me. I'd better do the laundry."

"By the way, I'm telling you, Changze is now being accused of being a giant baby outside. We, 301, should be unanimous. Help him speak, don't let people misunderstand him."

Zhang Zejun now understood.

It was a misunderstanding, that's good, that's good…

He nodded: "Don't worry."

Two people packed the clothes and prepared to go out.

Ji Changze took a moment to look up and saw that Zhang Zejun had accepted the persona of 'Ji Changze is a good person' and turned the pen in his hand.

He just stated that, even if he didn't do anything.

Zhang Zejun would also make up his own mind.

Sure enough, it was easy.

Because everyone discovered the truth that 'Ji Changze being mistakenly called a giant baby', the atmosphere in dormitory 301 was surprisingly harmonious.

It used to be harmonious.

But it was all in the absence of Ji Changze.

Everyone took a shower one by one in the evening, and Ji Changze was the first to go to bed after washing.

Roommates who went out to brush their teeth came back one by one, and when they saw Ji Changze, who was quietly holding a book on the upper bunk, they automatically lowered their voices and the sound of their walking.

Afraid that if they make a little noise, it would disturb Ji Changze who was reading a book.

In such silence, the door was suddenly opened from the outside. The boy from the next bedroom came in and shouted,

"Old Hun, are you using your charger? Lend me …"

"Shhhhh !"

The hushes of the three people in unison made him swallow the rest of the words with a dumbfounded face.

The boy was so confused that he unconsciously lowered his voice and asked in a whisper, "What's wrong? What are you doing?"

Why was it that when he said a few words, their expressions were like he had released a nuclear bomb?

Zhang Zejun carefully and gently took his charger off the plug-in. His series of actions were cautious, trying not to make the slightest sound.

Finally, Zhang Zejun took his charger, asked him to come over, and silently handed it to him.

And then gave a gesture for him to leave quickly.

The boy: "…"

He didn't know why, but he came to borrow the charger, but he made it look like he was here to trade something gross.

But he came to ask for help, and of course he had to follow the owner's wishes. So, he took the charger quietly, went out of the bedroom slowly, and then closed the bedroom door gently.

When he returned to his bedroom, he asked on WeChat: [Old Jun, what's going on in your bedroom? A competition over who doesn't speak for the longest time?]

Old Jun: [Changze is reading a book, we're afraid to disturb him.]

Boy: ?

[What the hell ah? Who doesn't read books? But it does not have to be like this, right?]

After sending this paragraph, he remembered the rumors on the school forum these days and suddenly felt that he understood.

[So, isn't he letting you talk? I heard before that he was a pretentious giant baby, I didn't think it was true. He's reading a book by himself and won't even let you roommates talk. We all paid the same tuition fees, right?]

He was filled with indignation.

Unfortunately, Zhang Zejun's reaction wasn't what he imagined.

Old Jun: [What are you talking about? It's voluntary. If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense. The posts in the forum are all made up rumors.]

The boy: "…"

[But didn't Zheng Qinghui from your room stand up and hit Ji Changze in the face last time? It was Ji Changze who pretended that he was the owner of the convertible, which actually belonged to Zheng Qinghui.]

Old Jun; [It was a misunderstanding. It's not what the Internet said at all.]

He curled his lips.

What misunderstanding can there be? All the cards were on the table.

Right now, who doesn't know that Ji Changze is a giant baby, and they all knew that Ji Changze didn't clean at all in the dormitory.

Zheng Qinghui was also a rich second generation, but he still cleans.

Speaking of which, didn't Ji Changze's chain of events come about because Zheng Qinghui first came forward and said the car was his?

As he was thinking, the roommate in the opposite bed suddenly sat up with an 'Oh my God' expression, "Hey! Look at that giant baby post in the school forum, Zheng Qinghui actually went on the battlefield to help Ji Changze speak up."

The boy: "?"

He quickly opened the school forum, and sure enough, he saw that the giant baby post was topped at first again.

Once inside, the most popular reply was Zheng Qinghui's large entry.

Although this kind of person loved to study, his temperament was still flamboyant. He never miserly tells others who he is. In addition, he was a rich second generation and occasionally boasts off his wealth. Most of the old people in the mixed school forum knew his id.

Handsome-Brother-Zheng-Is-the-most-handsome-cub:

[About the car, I only said that the car was mine. I didn't mean to accuse my roommate at all. Not to exaggerate, with our friendship, if he wants to drive my car, or take my car to pick up girls for himself, I am absolutely fine with it. But the problem is that he isn't that kind of person at all, and he isn't interested in picking up girls.

Moreover, he never said that the car was his. I never said that he said this. How come everyone convicted my roommate based on their imagination? The situation at that time was like this. Someone took the picture, and without the consent of my roommate and the girl, that person put the picture on the forum without pixelating it, and invented the story that Changze was a rich second generation, and the car behind him was his. After I said, 'Ah, the car is mine!', some people began to accuse him of pretending to be a rich second generation, that he was being pretentious, and obviously not his own car but had to say it was his own.

The question is, from beginning to end, what did he admit? Did he say that the car was his? Did he ever say he was a rich second generation? Don't you think you're going too far when you blame him for something that never happened?]

Zheng Qinghui was regarded as half-a-victim in other people's eyes. As soon as his comment for Ji Changze came out, he was immediately pushed to the top.

He watched more and more praises with satisfaction, picked his eyebrows silently at the other three roommates, and made an 'ok' gesture.

Ji Changze, who was quietly reading a book, seemed to notice something and raised his eyes slightly to look at the others, "What are you doing?"

Cheng Yueyang: "Oh, that's the forum where we were …"

"Nothing. It's nothing."

Zheng Qinghui cut off the topic and smiled at Ji Changze: "Changze, just study well, let me know when you need to sleep. I'll go down to the bathroom and turn off the lights on the way."

Ji Changze nodded and went on reading.

Although his brain was quite good, he had never been exposed to this knowledge before.

Right now, he can only memorize by heart, to integrate and make achievements …

Ji Changze silently looked at the piles of books on the bed.

Then put down the one he had finished reading quickly, continue to open another one, and read one page in 10 seconds. Then, continuing to read at the speed of rapid comprehension in the brain.

It was estimated that within 2 days, the level of knowledge he had mastered should be enough for the average schoolmaster.

But for Ji Changze, these weren't enough.

He had to read more books if he wanted to make achievements.

As for cleaning up the bad reputation on his body?

Ji Changze silently looked up and looked at the three roommates who were typing silently with their mobile phones.

He didn't have to take action at all.

These good brothers would take care of it for him.

Zheng Qinghui did so.

He had a discussion group and pulled both Cheng Yueyang and Zhang Zejun into it.

Cheng Yueyang: [Why didn't you tell Changze? He doesn't know about the forum yet.]

Zheng Qinghui: [Why tell him? Tell me, if you know that you have been slandered and scolded, will you be happy? Anyway, he doesn't play in forums, so we can just suppress the matter down for him.]

Zhang Zejun: [How?]

Zheng Qinghui: [Listen to me, I'll tell you. With a brain like Changze, if the country finds out, it will protect him well. We are roommates and wrongly accused others before, so we must set things right.]

Of course, he is also a little mindful.

Although genius depends on intelligence, he depended on diligence.

But what if Ji Changze was willing to show himself how to?

He really dreamt of becoming an excellent person.

Therefore, when Ji Changze quickly absorbed knowledge, the forum had been controlled by his three roommates for several days.

[Changze isn't a giant baby at all, and it's not bullying roommates. We have a good relationship in our dormitory room and help each other on duty.]

It's just that they always help Ji Changze, but Ji Changze never helps them.

[He never said that he was a rich second generation, but you just made a blind guess. His mother bought all those clothes and shoes for him. If your family is poor, but your mother didn't want you to suffer and bought you expensive clothes, can you throw them away?]

Although Ji Changze seems to have a bit more expensive clothes on his body. According to their observation, Ji Changze didn't know the price of his clothes at all. He doesn't even know the latest brands. He only knows that his mother bought them for him, and when they carefully asked about Ji Changze's mother's occupation, he answered with great pleasure that she was a day-care nanny. Obviously, this is Ji Changze's mother wanting to give her son the best, which is why she bought him such expensive clothes.

Tragic and lamentable! A mother's love for her son is said to be like this.

[Also, people in our whole dormitory can prove that his personality is like this. He is a bookworm. He can only see books in his eyes. He doesn't even play in forums. Weibo is published regularly. Let me tell you this. You said that he is bullying our dormitory room and made people in our dormitory complain. We don't acknowledge it.]

Even if it was really there before, it's still not acknowledged!

Like them, Qi Yishu also participated in this 'great battle to protect Changze'.

[Although Changze looks cold, he is actually very honest. He doesn't cheat like you guys are saying. He never hides his family situation in front of me.]

Well … It seems that she never asked, but it didn't matter.

[I know someone must say that there is no evidence, so I went to the school to ask for the monitoring of that day. See for yourself the specific situation.]

Under the attached monitoring.

Qi Yishu did not want Ji Changze to give her the surveillance. After all, he hacked into it. She went directly to the teacher and asked the teacher to apply for the surveillance video from the security.

If people in the dormitory before, would have cleaned Ji Changze's name, people would still have some doubts.

But as soon as Qi Yishu came out, and brought the surveillance…

They clearly figured out, the so-called cheating picture was simply faking a picture by clever positioning, and most people believed that this was a misunderstanding.

After all, what giant baby? Cheating? Bullying roommates and pretending to be a rich second generation? These things have always been tied together when said.

Now that one of them had produced strong evidence such as surveillance, the rest of the 'black materials' weren't so real in the eyes of gossip mongers.

Although there were still a small number of people who have opinions about Ji Changze because of this incident, and think that he was already stained black, no matter how he clears it up, it could never be white.

No one was passionately cursing online anymore.

However, when some people talk about Ji Changze, they would still say, "Ah, is that Ji Changze who looks handsome but is a giant baby and needs his mother to come to school with him?"

However, that problem wasn't so big.

On the fourth day of coming here, Ji Changze, who read books in seclusion, finally closed his last book.

All right, skills are loaded.

He picked up his cell phone and sent a short message to Qi Yishu.

Qi Yishu, who was attending class in the big hall, felt the vibration of her mobile phone. When she took it out, her face immediately smiled.

The friend next to her whispered, "Who is it? Look how happy you're smiling."

Qi Yishu showed off a little, saying, "It's my boyfriend. He seems to be going to do something these days. He has been reading books for several days, and he's very serious. He just told me that he has read almost everything. He asked me to have dinner today."

As she spoke, she was afraid that her friends wouldn't believe her, and added, "My boyfriend's roommate also told me that he was very serious. Besides eating, and washing in the bathroom, he reads books all the time. Even his roommates helped him reply these days."

"Wow! Your boyfriend is so diligent."

Wang Sixuan, sitting in front, turned her eyes.

Diligent my a*s, not even going to class, he said he was reading a book? What if it's playing a game.

Looks like this Qi Yishu is a fool.

It was a pity that her previous arrangement was well prepared, and Qi Yishu made her lose face.

Ji Changze, that scum, was also very cooperative. She was very happy that she could make Qi Yishu know what wearing a green hat felt like.

(TNote: wearing a green hat = being cuckold.)

It turns out there was surveillance.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she got.

However, at the moment, she heard Qi Yishu say with a little pride at the back: "Before the forum slandered my boyfriend, I thought about it, and I felt that someone must be doing something behind it. Otherwise, you tell me, why was it so coincidental? Someone took photos of my boyfriend and another woman, and so coincidentally sent it online, saying that my boyfriend is a rich second generation, putting things he didn't do on his head. In the end, there were so many 'enthusiastic people', all kinds of explosive material. This was obviously directed by someone ah!"

Wang Sixuan, who was still cursing in her heart, froze.

Her whole body got tense.

When did Qi Yishu, a flat-chested brainless person, become so smart …?

In case she was found out … No, no, she hired people online at that time, and she didn't use her usual account. How could she be found out?

However, Qi Yishu actually became less easy to deal with, and actually found out that someone deliberately screwed her over.

Then she heard Qi Yishu firmly behind her say:

"Someone must be messing with my boyfriend on purpose!"

Wang Sixuan: "…"

Qi Yishu: "My boyfriend is so smart. When I called him yesterday, I casually complained about the difficult homework assigned by my teacher. He solved it for me in a flash. It was such a difficult assignment, and I was the only one in our department who finished it on the same day."

"So, someone must be jealous that my boyfriend is too good. Making up so many twists and turns, with the intent to destroy his reputation."

As she spoke, she felt a little distressed.

Ji Changze had been reading various books these days, so he occasionally brings one or two sentences about it when chatting. She understands more and more clearly how hard her boyfriend has been working and excelling.

"Heh."

She sighed, "Really, being too good sometimes isn't a good thing."

Wang Sixuan, sitting in front: "…"

She was convinced of Qi Yishu's wickedness!

When Zheng Qinghui entered the dormitory that day, he immediately discovered that Ji Changze, who was usually studying quietly, wasn't doing it.

Instead, he was sitting at the table, holding a mech and looking at it thoughtfully.

"Changze, what are you looking at?"

He came forward with an enthusiastic tone and looked at the component curiously, but he didn't see how it could be used.

Ji Changze: "I plan to build a robot."

Zheng Qinghui was surprised, but not too much.

After all, his friends in the school were also doing robotics. When he was a junior high school student, he came to know that there was a robot contest nearby and visited it.

It was their university that won the first prize at that time.

This is also the reason why he would work hard in high school to get into this university?

'Changze is so smart, he's sure to succeed!'

He immediately said with a supportive face, "Do it! I support you!"

"Okay."

Ji Changze nodded, but there was a trace of depression in his always cold voice, "There is a problem."

"What's the problem? Is there anything you don't understand?" Zheng Qinghui was a bit surprised.

Is there something that this schoolmaster didn't know?

He inexplicably felt a trace of comfort.

He patted his chest, especially righteous enough to say: "I know several intelligent students, one of them has even made a robot. Why don't I give you their contact information? Then, you can ask them."

As the person who worships schoolmasters the most, he had planned and planned to connect with them since entering school. He had befriended several intelligent senior brothers.

Seeking to dip his toes in the immortal atmosphere.

Ji Changze's voice got even more depressed, "It's not a problem."

"Then…?"

He put the part on the table, still expressionless, "My money is only enough to buy this, after living expenses."

Zheng Qinghui: "…"

He looked at Ji Changze, and then at the small mech in front of him that wasn't even the size of a fingernail.

And recalled that he had seen a robot that equaled him in height.

Um …

It was really a big problem.

After thinking for a few seconds, he said, "How about this, I'll pay for the robot, but after the robot is built, I'll take it to the competition. Then, I won't ask for an equal share of the prize money, as long as you pay back what I paid for it."

In fact, Zheng Qinghui is tempted to pat his chest, and tell him that he can go ahead, do whatever he wants, and I'll pay for it!

After all, it was the first time he would 'participate' in the making of a robot.

However, although Zheng Qinghui worshiped schoolmasters, he wasn't a dumb rich second-generation son.

Don't look at him as a spendthrift, and never stingy with his money. It's only because he's his father's son.

His father's son spends his father's money, it was only natural.

But the cost of making a robot isn't small. His father's money wouldn't be able to block the wind. Right now, he isn't earning money by himself. Of course, he had to be careful.

After listening to him, the eyes of the young man revealed a trace of confusion, "Robot contest?"

"Yes. Once every 2 years. The next one is held in 2 months. That is, time is a little urgent, but it doesn't matter. We can bring in Yueyang and Old Jun. With a few more people, we can do it faster together."

Zheng Qinghui gushed out and saw that Ji Changze was looking at himself quietly. His face was still expressionless, but his black eyes seemed to reveal a trace of bewilderment.

Zheng Qinghui: "… You don't know about the robot conference?"

Ji Changze: 'should I know?"

Zheng Qinghui: "…"

That familiar answer.

"By the way… " He suddenly thought of the previous Weibo experiment and asked, "How come you only have so little money left on you, didn't you say the marketing company was going to buy the data you made?"

"There are meetings, approvals, and waiting to go through the process."

Ji Changze: "Besides, the money is not enough. "

"No, Changze, ah… you're so smart in the head, how come your mother has to work so hard?"

Ji Changze slightly twisted his eyebrows.

"Is there any connection between my high IQ and my mother's hard work?"

Zheng Qinghui: "You are smart. You can take part in competitions to win prizes, and you can get payment for writing papers. I can't, but you have such a good memory. If you go to the stenography program, you only have to pass with full marks, and there's a million yuan in prizes."

Ji Changze stood up.

Put down the parts in his hand and went out. "…"

Zheng Qinghui: "…"

"Eh eh eh! Wait, why are you leaving? We're talking."

Ji Changze looked back at him with a faint voice, "Going to the stenography program. "

Zheng Qinghui: "… Do you know where the program group is?"

Ji Changze shook his head.

Zheng Qinghui: "… Do you know how to sign up?"

Ji Changze shook his head again.

Zheng Qinghui: "… So how would you participate? By will?"

The young man's handsome face showed consideration, and after a few seconds, he sat back down in silence.

Zheng Qinghui: … Auntie, I understand why you have to follow your son to the capital.

Ji Changze is smart, but actually…

To put it mildly, this guy is completely helpless…

When they cleaned his reputation in the forum, they didn't focus on the fact that [Ji Changze isn't a giant baby].

After all, Ji Changze was really … totally incapable of survival.

Before, they weren't close to Ji Changze. Of course, they didn't take the initiative to get to know this roommate. All they wanted to do is ignore him.

But these days were different.

They saw Ji Changze with their own eyes. He didn't even know the most basic thing, like apples should be washed before eating.

It's not that he was stupid, it just that he didn't have that understanding at all.

His clever brain seems to be completely filled with knowledge.

In the past few days, the three of them occasionally found something they didn't understand, and they also asked Ji Changze. The answers they got were quite perfect.

This shows how powerful Ji Changze was.

As for why they didn't find him so powerful before?

Isn't it because they had a bad relationship before?!

Who would ask something to a person who they had a bad relationship with?

So, it's not that Ji Changze wasn't smart.

It was only recently that they discovered that Ji Changze was very smart.

Zheng Qinghui quickly grabbed Ji Changze, "You shouldn't go. Although there is the prize money for going to this program, your brain is worth more than a million yuan. If you want to make money, there isn't just that one way!"

Why do you want to be on that program? It's hard work, and face a series of mess after exposure.

Ji Changze: "A million."

"Yes, I know there are one million. If you think about it, if this robot is ready, it will be liked by others. Let alone 1 million or 5 million, and maybe someone will buy it!"

Zheng Qinghui was just talking nonsense.

In fact, he does not know whether the homemade robot can sell money, he only knows that first Ji Changze should be stabilized.

This guy was definitely going to be a big shot in the future, so don't get involved in that program.

He watched Ji Changze's eyes brighten after he said something about 5 million.

The first thing that happened was a burst of heartfelt laughter.

Ji Changze, he really doesn't know how to use his clever skull to make money…

Naturally, it would be strange if he knew.

After all, before he was falsely accused into that situation, he still didn't know anything like a mountain savage.

He automatically and spontaneously completed the story for Ji Changze at the bottom of his heart.

Zheng Qinghui said, "In a word, we should do a good job of this robot first. If we come first, we will get a bonus. If anyone else takes a fancy to our robot and is willing to buy it, we will get rich."

Ji Changze nodded thoughtfully.

His voice was still cold, but he spoke a little faster than before.

"What kind of robot would someone take interest in?"

"What kind ah? I'll think about it."

The first thing that comes out of Zheng Qinghui's mind was a robot beauty with a beautiful face, slim figure and beautiful skin.

The beautiful woman smiled, her lips opened gently, and she called out sweetly, "Master …"

No!

Wait!

How could he have such evil thoughts?

Ji Changze was a serious man who wanted to realize his talents, but he, on the other hand, was full of nasty thoughts.

He couldn't help but scold himself at the bottom of his heart.

Tsk! Shallow!

Zheng Qinghui simply told Ji Changze about robot image he wanted to design when he was a child, thinking of the future.

"First of all, his actions are no different from those of normal people. The smaller the difference, the better. Then, his tactile ability shouldn't be weak, and he has to accept instructions. Moreover, he is automatically equipped with the function of saving people. For example, a robot is walking on the road, and suddenly a car accident is about to happen in front of him. At this time, the robot has to rush to push the person away."

"Then… it's better to have the cooking function, so you don't have to cook by yourself. By the way, when I was a child, I wrote a short story about a girl who bought a robot. When one day when the girl was kidnapped, the robot's main protection function started and immediately saved her."

"I think, if our robots are equipped with the function of a be big bosses who would be interested. Think about it, robots protecting the master, it sounds cool!"

He felt glad that his memory was very good. He remembered everything so clearly for so long. Thinking about it again, when he was a child, he was so whimsical that he dared to think so much.

But yeah…

After all, when he was a child, he seriously considered whether to go to Tsinghua or Peking University when he got older.

(TNote: Tsinghua University is ranked among the world's best for 33 out of a possible 46 subjects, while Peking University had 37.)

Ji Changze, with a little seriousness in his eyes, asked, "Would a robot with a guardian function be more popular?"

"Of course."

Although his childhood thinking was a bit wild, Zheng Qinghui was still very sure about this, "We ordinary students are certainly unafraid, but those big bosses are definitely different. They earn a lot of money. What if they are kidnapped or robbed? If have a bodyguard, you would be afraid that the bodyguard would be distracted or bought, but a robot is different. As long as you enter the program, he will do whatever you tell him to do."

After that, he touched his chin, "But there seems to be no such robot in the market. Anyway, if we really do it, the big deal is to program in something like Taekwondo or Muay Thai. Then we can have it show off on stage, hehe! Won't this attract a lot of people?"

Seeing that Ji Changze listened carefully, he was proud and happy.

if the school master was willing to listen to him so carefully, he was certainly happy.

Ji Changze confirmed it again, "How high should the attack power be?"

How much damage can the robot make?

Zheng Qinghui waved carelessly, "Of course, the higher the better."

"Changze, don't worry. You are so smart, it wouldn't be a problem."

Even if you really can't make a functional robot, cough cough… you can also consider making it have a good-looking face.

Ji Changze nodded with a faint voice.

"I see."

"Understanding is good, it's good… If you don't mind, can I call Yueyang and Old Jun to join us?"

Although he was the biggest sponsor of this [Operation Robot, but if he made sure to call the two roommates, they will definitely have to sign together when the time comes.

Although he knew that Ji Changze doesn't seem to care about these things, it was better for Zheng Qinghui to ask clearly.

Ji Changze really didn't care.

"Okay."

Zheng Qinghui immediately called the two.

The roommates of 301 got together, and according to the name and style of parts given by Ji Changze, they bought it all within 5 days and got it all gathered.

There are some things that aren't shown on the blue print, or that aren't allowed to be bought by the state. So, they could only find a factory to make it quietly. If it really wasn't possible, and they had to find something else to replace it.

All three were unanimous in not wanting Ji Changze to come with them.

How can a genius's time be spent the same way as theirs?

So, when Zheng Qinghui and the others came back, they saw Ji Changze assembling the parts in his hands, but his eyes fell on a book on the table.

There was also a stack of books at the bottom of the book. There was also a stack of books on Ji Changze's right hand side.

The roommates have learned a lot about Ji Changze through observation these days.

Obviously, the one on the right was already finished.

And the one that he was reading and those under it, are the ones that he hasn't finished reading.

Cheng Yueyang came forward curiously and read the book title: "'Knowledge of Weapons', 'Light Weapons', 'History of Weapons Development', 'Quantum Mechanics', 'Direction of Physical Theory' …"

What is all this?!

He doubtfully asked Ji Changze, "Changze, what are you doing with all these?"

Ji Changze: "Qinghui told me to."

Zheng Qinghui looked at the two roommates with puzzled eyes, and remembered that he told Ji Changze to research on protection, then smiled.

"Yes, isn't this for our robot?"

The other two didn't ask any more.

Zhang Zejun was a little worried, "There's only a little less than 2 months left. Can we make it in time? Don't wait until everyone else has went to the competition, and we still haven't finished a hand."

Ji Changze silently took out a hand from the table drawer and handed it over, "Hand."

Zheng Zejun: "? I thought what you were doing the hand in your hand right now."

Ji Changze: "This is an accessory for the hand."

He looked at Zheng Qinghui again: "Qinghui asked me do it."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Zheng Qinghui found the opportunity to laugh back at, "Silly, I told you, the difference between geniuses and us, it's like an immortal and a mortal. With Changze around, we are sure to win the third prize!"

"Maybe, we can also look forward to the first prize."

Ji Changze smiled.

The four worked hard for 2 months, among which Ji Changze mainly devoted his mental activities, while 1he remaining three exclaimed "Big Brother 666!" while frantically learning from the experience and knowledge.

(TNote: Big brother 666 = senior, you are awesome! / master, your amazing!)

Such opportunities don't come often for them.

Qi Yishu, on the other hand, came diligently to deliver meals to Ji Changze every day after knowing the four's intention.

To be precise, it's the takeout she ordered.

After all, she can't cook.

The day before the competition, Ji Changze stood in front of the robot to announce its completion. After checking the information and doing movements such as fitness exercises, it was declared finished.

Zheng Qinghui: "What about the protection function? Haven't you been doing this for the longest time?"

Ji Changze silently turned around and said, "The protector function is only available once, and it should be displayed during the competition."

"Once? Isn't it a bit too little?"

Zheng Qinghui was a little disappointed.

Ji Changze: "The current conditions are insufficient, but next time we can try to increase the amount."

Cheng Yueyang's face was full of excitement: "I think our robot is very good even without the function of protecting the master! You see, when I threw the phone over, it would immediately catch it, and I didn't even give it instructions!"

Zhang Zejun was also full of pride: "Our robot is sure to win the first prize."

Zheng Qinghui patted Ji Changze's shoulder.

"Changze, you have made the greatest contribution to making this robot. Do you have confidence in making the presentation on stage?"

Ji Changze nodded, "Hmm."

He bowed his head and sent a text message to Qi Yishu so that she could watch the show.

The other three people were full of ambition.

They know in their hearts that their robot was definitely better than others.

First place!

Absolutely!

On the day of the competition, because it was a robot competition for college students, some young people also came.

Qi Yishu used to like to wear jeans, but today she wanted to build momentum for her boyfriend. She specially changed into a beautiful little skirt and put on light makeup.

Even if her boyfriend's robot didn't win the first prize, her boyfriend's girlfriend still has to be first!

Ji Changze was in the front, number three.

When he was almost on stage, the three of them urged him on stage with an excited look on their faces: "Changze! Speak well! Demonstrate well! Make sure to show them how awesome our robot is!"

Qi Yishu held a light stick in her hand, "Ah ah ah Changze, you are the best!"

Ji Changze nodded and calmly stepped onto the stage.

The people below looked at the stage that showed a handsome student with a deadpan face. He spoke in a cold tone.

"Our robot is called 301."

"It can cook."

The robot cooked a dish in front of the prepared stove.

"And will bring the meal to you for you to eat."

The robot sent the food to Ji Changze.

"At the same time, it has a translation function."

The robot started to translate the sentence Ji Changze said, into other languages.

"Moreover, it has the function of protecting the master."

Ji Changze spoke, and casually placed the spatula in the hut next to the resting room, and made a point of opening the door to see if anyone was inside.

The host saw that he ran off the stage, and quickly asked him anxiously, "This classmate, do you mean that your robot can find this spatula by itself?"

Ji Changze came back silently and asked, "is there anything valuable in this room?"

Host: "No, it seems that there are only a few tables and chairs."

He looked strangely at the student who seemed relieved. The young man said to the people below, "Suppose a robber robbed his master's belongings, such as the spatula just now. When you're walking on the street, a man suddenly appeared and robbed your spatula. At this time, when the master gives an instruction, 301 will turn on the protection function."

With that, he said to the robot, "301, my spatula has been taken away. Help me get it back."

The robot nodded and walked to the front of the house step by step.

It raised its arms. The parts came out and assemble automatically, forming something similar to a gun barrel.

—Bang!

"Ah!"

The people below screamed. In full view of the crowd, that small hut was blasted directly into dust.

Everyone: "…"

Everyone was dumbfounded.

In the ashes, the robot crouched down slowly, picked up the spatula and handed it to Ji Changze, who was standing there waiting for it.

Ji Changze was right next to the host who had a scared expression on his face and tried to raise the corners of his lips.

He showed his spatula to the audience below.

The young man smiled. Against the backdrop of the ruins nearby, the smile looked very happy for the recovery of this spatula.

"Look, this way, you get your spatula back. "

In the competition venue, everyone both on stage and off stage was shocked and speechless.

In the silence, there was dust all over the sky. Only Ji Changze was in front of the corpse of the small hut and was still trying to introduce other functions of 301.

"301 not only has the main protection function, but also has the aftercare function."

Ji Changze said so, and calmly took out a prepared mask from his bosom and put it on his face. When the mask was put on, he reached out and grabbed the dust in the palm of his hand. He also especially showed it to the audience below.

With a light voice, he very calmly said:

"Nowadays, the pollution is serious. Even our robot competition held indoors would have so much dust and pollution."

The audience below: "…"

Are you suffering from selective amnesia?

Isn't all this dust because the house was bombarded by your robot?!

Ji Changze didn't see the audience's faces that had question marks at all and continued to announce.

"A large amount of dust will affect people's health. Inhaling a large amount of dust containing free silica will easily cause pulmonary nodular fibrosis, but if you have a 301, the situation is very different."

He said so, and he told the robot next to him, "301, open the filter function."

Robot nodded, step by step, in the audience horrified gaze, it opened its mouth.

Its appearance looked like an ordinary human male. To show the identity of the robot, it was deliberately not given hair, so the iron brain was exposed.

Other than that, it was completely human-like.

However, once it opened its mouth …

The crowd in the audience watched its big mouth. It was half a head big after opening. everyone was stunned.

Even the children brought by their parents to watch the game were so scared they cried.

Then, under the eyes of the public, 301 made a sound like a vacuum cleaner from its mouth.

Everyone: "…"

They stared straight at the open-mouthed robot tilting its head. it was making vacuum cleaner noises while sucking air in its mouth as it walked around and changed positions.

Ji Changze also explained very intimately, "301's design is not rigid. It can perfectly purify the air around the owner."

To absorb the dust at 360 degrees without any dead angles. 301 made various positions.

Squatting down, opening its mouth.

Standing up straight and looked up, opening its mouth.

Leaning forward, opening its mouth.

Laying on the ground, opening its mouth.

Wait, wait…

Think about it, a group of people stood and sat silently under the stage, watching a robot open its mouth as big as half its skull, using a posture that you can't think of and you can't do, and using its own mouth to suck dust from the air.

The crowd: "…"

Cheng Yueyang: "… Qing Hui, is this also something you asked Changze to do?"

Zheng Qinghui was also in a daze.

It took him a while to regain his ability to make a sound, "I… I just asked Changze to add a little household function to 301. To sweep and mop the floor or something."

Zhang Zejun: "… did you say anything else?"

Zheng Qinghui covered his face and said, "I once said that it would be nice if we could purify the air in passing. But I really said it casually. Believe me!"

The 301 on stage had a powerful purification function. Within 5 minutes, after its efforts in various postures, the dust on the stage caused by the bombing of the small hut had completely disappeared.

Ji Changze just took off his mask, revealing a smile. He stretched out his hand and caught the air again, and then spread it out for everyone to see.

"Look, there's none left."

Very convincing. Hell yeah!

Wouldn't the point be that this guy came to the match only to have his own robot blow up a hut?!

The host was at a complete loss on what to do.

And Ji Changze continued, "At the same time, the 301 household functions are also very powerful. 301 can also be used as a vacuum cleaner in the same way that it can purify the air around it, and it will plan its own route to ensure that no corner is left untouched."

Zheng Qinghui was relieved.

He quickly said to his roommates and Qi Yishu beside them, "This is what I asked him to do. Those things before were really not my fault."

Qi Yishu confusedly grabbed the glow stick, "You … you told Changze to do this?"

Zheng Qinghui: "?"

Isn't it just a vacuum cleaner?

He turned his head and then looked at the scene on the stage.

On stage, 301 was lying on the ground, wiggling forward like a worm. Its mouth wide open, firmly wiggling and sucking the ground.

Whether it's human or not, it's incredibly fast in crawling and wiggling. In a few minutes, he's already scampered twice around the stage.

If you had to describe it…

It's probably a bulldozer.

The audience: "…"

Zheng Qinghui: "…"

Qinghui caught the odd stares of the other three.

"No, no, I didn't really mean it when I mentioned it to Changze. I just wanted to get an ordinary vacuum cleaner! Really! Really!"

The host had reacted a little. Although it wasn't clear whether they wanted to continue this situation, as a professional host, he still chose to save the show.

Of course, before the saving, he quietly moved a little away from the 'bulldozer's' way … No, the vacuuming 301.

"Wow … that's really powerful ah. That is, this classmate, the robot, no… isn't 301 a little too powerful?"

Ji Changze nodded his head.

"I have also considered this problem. Indeed, the 301's weapons may have some lethality, but there is no need to worry about it, because we have also made other protective functions for him."

The host was relieved.

It's good to have protective functions, it's good to have it…

He just said so.

At least he was a student from a famous university. How can he not know how to protect himself?

Zheng Qinghui, under the stage was also relieved.

"See, Changze still has a sense of proportion."

The host wore a smile on his face, and he didn't avoid the 'bulldozer' 301 going around him.

"So, what is the protection function?"

Is it a protection mechanism that won't harm human beings?

There's a good chance that this was the case.

Otherwise, the function of protecting the owner's property was a threat to social order.

He was full of confidence.

Ji Changze showed him the spatula in his hand.

"The mechanism of protecting the owner's property damage."

The host's smile froze. He looked at the spatula in front of him with the faint voice from Ji Changze in his ear, "301 destroyed the whole hut. But the owner's property, that is, the spatula, was not damaged."

The host: "…"

Yeah, but you know, it destroyed a hut…

Ji Changze finally showed a little satisfaction on his cold face.

Pulling a wet paper towel out of his pocket, he wiped the dusty spatula once over.

"Look, after cleaning, it's still as bright as before. If you look at the spatula handle, there are no small cracks at all. Before starting work, 301 would do various calculations, choose a good angle, and then shoot. The owner's property could be returned intact."

He touched the spatula, smiling way.

"The reason for 301's weapon function is to blast the other party to dust, but also to be able to maximize the protection of the owner's belongings. After all, in most cases, they will cause some small damage to the owner's belongings, even if they are dusty."

"With 301, when you are robbed, you can order it to come out, so that not only can your belongings come back intact, but the robbers can also be caught."

The host: "…"

The audience below: "…"

Isn't that tying up loose ends?!

That's ashes all over the sky!

Oh, no…

Ashes may not be left behind either.

After all, 301 also had the function of purifying the air.

It can be described as a one-stop service to kill people and destroy bodies. Ensuring that no loopholes could be found.

After the introduction from Ji Changze, he solemnly bowed to the audience according to what his roommates taught him before.

"Our 301 has been introduced. It is the work of my roommates and me. This robot will be displayed in the public area later, and we will explain more online. Finally, I would like to thank Qinghui for putting forward various functional designs. If it weren't for him, our robot wouldn't be so perfect."

Zheng Qinghui: "…"

Once again, he caught the odd-looking eyes from the other three.

Zheng Qinghui covered his face.

Why is he always taking the blame?!

Cheng Yueyang also covered his face and whispered in Zheng Qinghui's ear, "What did you tell Changze when you asked him to make this function?"

"I …"

Zheng Qinghui thought of what he said before.

Attack power … The higher the better!

He covered his face again.

Well, he really did have to take the blame…

Zhang Zejun was quite optimistic.

"It's okay, although there was a little mistake, but isn't our 301 still amazing? Big deal… we'll just not make weapons in the future."

After saying that, he saw Qi Yishu still looking at the stage with a frozen expression. He thought the girl was scared and hurriedly tried to comfort her.

"Yishu, are you okay? Don't be afraid, Changze said this function can only be used once."

Qi Yishu was awakened by his words. When she came to her senses, her eyes were bright, and he began to wave her glow stick.

"Ahhhhhhhh Changze you're awesome!"

Most students weren't afraid of things they didn't understand yet, and most of the boys are very interested in weapons. Before, they were intimidated by the lethality of 301; But now, when Qi Yishu shouted, 301 also quietly stood up and didn't move. They were not afraid of it, so they whistled and cheered.

"Powerful brother!"

"66666!"

(TNote: 66666 = awesome! / amazing!)

Even if there was a little incident in the middle of 301's presentation…

But after watching this demonstration, everyone felt that the first place should be 301's.

Not to mention the competition between students…

Even if it were put into a national competition, 301 could also win the top spot.

According to the regulations of the competition, the jury would vote for the top three in these three days, and the students should all return to school with their robots.

Zheng Qinghui took out his mobile phone as soon as he got back. He saw that there was already a new hot post in the school forum.

[Our students participated in the robot making competition and shocked the audience!]

"Hahahahahahahahaha! We're on fire in the school forum! FIRE!"

He was so happy that Cheng Yueyang took out his phone and said, "Damn! Don't just look at the forum, look at Weibo. We're on the hot search list."

Zhang Zejun also turned on his mobile phone to see, "The comments are all about our powerful robot, hehehe."

The three were still students. How could they be unhappy when they were praised for the robot they made? One by one, they sat down at their tables and read the comments.

Ji Changze sat quietly in his chair and sent a message to Qi Yishu.

Zheng Qinghui looked up with joy, "Our robot is so popular. Someone will definitely buy it."

Zhang Zejun nodded, "Yes, the price would be very high."

Cheng Yueyang was too excited and said, "So are we waiting for a buyer to come to us now?"

Zheng Qinghui:

"Just wait, there will definitely be some. If we look at the whole world, we also stand out. Maybe there would be people who would come and steal it, isn't that what they do on TV shows?"

Zhang Zejun spoke helplessly, "You should watch less TV dramas. We haven't asked you about the function of killing people and destroying bodies. Why did you ask Changze to add this? Do you know how dangerous it is?"

"I just said it casually. How would I know Changze really had this ability? Err… let's not care about such trifles. Anyway, if someone buys it in the future, we just must unload this function. I think the function of purifying air is quite good. The pollution is strong these days."

Cheng Yueyang and Zhang Zejun didn't trust him very much.

They looked at Zheng Qinghui suspiciously, "We will both accompany Changze during the remodeling, you shouldn't tell him nonsense. Look how big the commotion was this time."

Zheng Qinghui waved his hand, and said, "Isn't this good? If it weren't for the big commotion, we wouldn't be noticed. Besides, it didn't make much trouble. The police didn't come."

–Bang bang!

There was a knock on the door.

Zheng Qinghui smiled and stood up. "I'll open it, I'll open it."

He opened the door and froze.

Zheng Qinghui looked at a row of people wearing explosion-proof clothes outside, and behind them, there was a row of hands holding … Is that a gun? It's a gun, right?

Seeing him open the door, the head of the tightly masked people pulled out their documents and gave him a look.

"Hello. We are X Department from the state. Please cooperate."

Zheng Qinghui: "…"

Cheng Yueyang saw that he had opened the door and made no movement. He looked up strangely and asked, "Qinghui, who is it?"

Zheng Qinghui: "Probably … the police …"