That night, Ning Hao's sleep quality was not good, and he woke up as soon as it was slightly bright. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He served a glass of warm water and sat on the second-floor balcony, which was filled with real and fake plants.

Looking at their green leaves, Ning Hao couldn't help but sigh, things in the world are like this, when the technology reaches a certain level, the fake leaves are the same as the real ones, and in turn you will wonder if the real green leaves are fake.

But as the blade itself, what do you think?

Just like Fu Qiang, the former custodian of the Xinya Welfare Institute, he doesn't care what he looks like in the eyes of others, but he always believes that he is a genius, a self-taught high-level intellectual, and the work he should do is research, in-depth research.

Ning Hao remembered that the bald and thin Fu Qiang was always energetic, and his eyes always showed a look of looking at others, as if everyone was the object of his research, especially when he had his eyes on a certain target, he would try his best to entangle.

Robbing other people's hands with something a little more delicate, such as Ning Hao's iron box, is just one of his many strange habits, about this, he has always declared to the public that this is his duty as a "custodian", and in the end, his small bedroom is full of all kinds of children's playthings.

He also insisted on calling the children in the welfare home monkeys, especially those who loved to cry, he would come to their ears and whisper a word, which made people's pear blossoms rain, and the old dean and Aunt Yang only learned after comforting the children that he said the same sentence every time, that is, "You are a monkey that no one wants", I don't know how many times he has said this sentence, and how many people's hearts have been broken.

He also liked to be a "teacher", asking the children to sit side by side with the coercion of the elders and listen to him talk about what he considered "knowledge", so that the activity room with a small blackboard became a disgusting memory for many children.

When Xiao Ning Hao grew up to a certain age and learned to analyze the character of others, he knew that Fu Qiang's temperament was called paranoia, selfish and cold-blooded paranoia, of course, Ning Hao didn't know at that time, in fact, there was something wrong with this weird man's brain.

I have to admit that many celebrities who have made great contributions to human history are paranoid, and some can even be called paranoid, and it is precisely because of their attachment to their own interests that they can go deep and deeper in related fields, and finally discover mysteries that ordinary people cannot discover.

For example, the great painter Van Gogh, such as Steve Jobs, who is determined to change the world, and Andy, the president of Intel? Grove, he pressed a note under the glass pane of his desk: "Only paranoia can survive".

These people succeed because of paranoia, but not every paranoid person can really succeed, just like Fu Qiang, it turns out that his paranoia is just a pathology shown by a deranged patient.

But this patient, before he was diagnosed, brought too many dark memories to the people around him.

Ever since Fu Qiang discovered that Ning Hao was smarter than other children, his eyes shone with surprise and excitement, and little Ning Hao's nightmare began.

"Sit down! No yawning! Teacher Fu took a fancy to you and opened a small stove for you, that is your blessing, give me a good lesson! ”

This sentence is still fresh in my memory when I think about it, which makes people unhappy.

At that time, often in the middle of the night, Xiao Ninghao would be caught by him in the activity room and listen to his lectures.

At first, the old dean and Aunt Yang didn't know, but later they knew that he was kind, and then they found out that something was wrong, and they also came forward to say hello and stop it, but Fu Qiang always secretly took advantage of everyone to sleep, and the threat of whipping the child or starving the next day often succeeded.

But when Ning Hao wandered or yawned, Fu Qiang grinned his thin lips, showed a sinister smile, and beat him with a bamboo stick in his hand, and every time he chose a place, he only hit that place, such as the palm of his left hand, such as his right shoulder, such as his left calf.

The paranoid Fu Qiang, in this process, experienced a high sense of control, was in a state of extreme excitement, and always showed a huge sense of satisfaction on his face.

The child's sleep needs are great, and there will always be a reason for him to hit someone, and if he goes at night, there will always be a serious injury on his body the next day.

Ning Hao remembered that once his palm was cracked and he lost a lot of blood, and once his right shoulder was dislocated, and it was Aunt Yang who carried him to the hospital.

The physical torture is one thing, and the mental torture in the state of thirst and sleep is even more unbearable.

Ning Hao, who was caught in his memories, saw the brighter and brighter light in the sky, drank a sip of warm water, walked back to the seat from the side of the plant, and continued to think about the past experience.

Learning and drilling the tip of the horns are completely different, learning makes people feel comfortable, and drilling the tip of the horns will make people collapse, this truth, Ning Hao has been more confirmed in his subsequent growth, he has always insisted on learning in a healthy state, refusing to be the tip of the horns.

One thing that impressed me was that one night, Fu Qiang asked: "What is a circle?" Give a definition! ”

According to the knowledge he mastered, Ning Hao gave three answers:

"A figure consisting of all points on a plane whose distance from a fixed point to a fixed point is equal to a fixed length is called a circle."

"A trajectory in which a moving point on a plane is centered on a certain point and a certain length is called a circle."

"The set of points whose distance to a fixed point is equal to a fixed length is called a circle."

Fu Qiang grinned at the corners of his mouth, with a look of disdain, and looked at Ning Hao with slanted eyes.

Looking back now, his eyes were full of pickiness and jealousy.

Ning Hao, who has grown up, knows that in fact, Fu Qiang's chest has no ink, and he doesn't know where to pick up some terms, so he will take them out to show off.

The word "definition" was the word he had just picked up that day.

"No! That's it, Mr. Fu is not satisfied! And then say, ten must be given! Twenty! Definition of a circle! That night, Fu Qiang was annoyed and ashamed, waving a bamboo stick and shouting.

His uncontrollable roar woke up Aunt Yang, and Ning Hao finally got sleep in the second half of the night.

All kinds of signs of chaos made Fu Qiang an alternative in the eyes of others.

In the end, the old dean made up his mind to report to his superiors and let the white coat of the psychiatric hospital take away this madman because he didn't know when he started, as long as he was free, he kept whispering a piece of Hanyu Pinyin, and later he lost his mind anytime and anywhere, reading that paragraph of Hanyu Pinyin in his mouth, ignoring the shouts of others.

"What are you reading? What a madman! He should have been locked up sooner rather than later! ”

Ning Hao remembered that evening, standing beside Aunt Yang, looking at the madman who was taken into the van in a white coat, Aunt Yang let out such an exclamation.

The sunset reflected in the back of the van makes you feel the joy of finally being liberated.

He still clearly remembers that Fu Qiang was sitting in the back of the van, before and after the car started, his eyes stared at him through the window, staring at him in a daze, and his mouth kept reciting those pinyin.

"Actually targeted by a madman!" In reality, Ning Hao shook his head with a smile, and the smile on his face was a little bitter.

And now, the person behind the two signals through the butterfly robot could be another madman who has set his sights on him?

Ning Hao thought distractedly, until Zuo Ling's gentle hands touched his shoulders.

"What do you think? Such a fascination! Prepare early, my dear, don't forget, we are going to meet that information channel - Kong Fei! You have to cheer up! ”

Ning Hao turned his head to look at the gentle and resolute Zuo Ling, nodded, got up and started to freshen up.