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For mortals, a casual glance from a god can make a mortal ascend to the sky in one step.

Everyone understands this truth, not only the celebrities, but also the students of MIT, and they understand it more thoroughly.

Maybe they may not necessarily go to Hollywood in the future, but if they can get the attention of the watermelon god, if nothing else, even if they go out to sell pork in the future, there will be many customers who will come to buy it.

It's like a person who is friends with the president of the country, what kind of business do you think he will not do well?

Is the watermelon god the president of the country? No!

However, he is more awesome than the president of the country. To borrow a mathematical formula:

One watermelon god = 100 Obama presidents.

For this, the students of the Massachusetts Institute of Technology are red-eyed.

In the library, the students who were lucky enough to watch the little prodigy surf the Internet shouted one after another.

"Little Ike, please follow me, I'm about to graduate!" A man with eyes squeezed into it desperately.

"Little Ike, and me, I'm your senior sister!" A tall senior sister unbuttoned one of her clothes on her chest and rushed inside anxiously.

Because she is also about to graduate, she plans to develop in the media industry.

She craves popularity, popularity is capital, popularity is money.

"Little Ike, also pay attention to me, I plan to go into politics after graduation!"

"Me too, me too!"

……

The library was in chaos, and the rows of plainclothes agents couldn't stop the enthusiasm of the students.

There are so many people, look at the gate, there are many students who want to understand that they are also running to the library.

"Students, don't squeeze it!" The professor was shouting, but unfortunately it didn't work.

"Everyone, be quiet, be quiet!" The headmaster was shouting, but unfortunately it was useless.

Just then, I heard a loud yell from an FBI agent.

"Who's going to squeeze again? Squeeze Lao Tzu again and shoot! ”

As soon as these words came out, the audience fell silent instantly.

All the students looked at the agent in amazement. Yes, surprise, not fear.

Damn, where did this tease agent come from? You're so awesome that you want to shoot in the world's number one school?

Please, look at the handsome guy in front of you, he's the son of Nelson Media Group.

Look at the girl on your left, she's the daughter of a Griffin car giant.

Look at your right-hand side......

Students who can enter the Massachusetts Institute of Technology to study, and can be selected as a representative to watch the little prodigy surf the Internet, do you think they are all weak chickens?

Come on, what kind of IQ is this agent of yours?

Under the gaze of Dao Dao, the teasing agent tragically lowered his head and said weakly:

"I'm sorry I said the wrong thing!"

Cut!

The classmates despised him for a moment, and then continued to squeeze inside.

Isn't this an exaggeration, one might ask?

Think about the three female stars who have reached the sky in one step, it is possible to get 100 million US dollars if you squeeze it, if it were you, would you squeeze it?

This is more powerful than buying lottery tickets, who doesn't squeeze, who is stupid!

Are MIT students stupid?

Obviously, no!

So, they're even crazier.

"Little Ike, please pay attention!" "Little prodigy, please pay attention!" "Watermelon god, please pay attention!" ……

The human wall of plainclothes agents is almost unstoppable.

What to do? What to do?

At this critical moment, at the last moment when the sky was falling, a hero stood up with tragic courage.

He's -- Ike's little friend.

But Ike, Ike climbed onto the chair, and now all the classmates stopped crowding.

But when I saw it, Ike climbed onto the computer desk again, and the audience instantly became silent, and the pin drop could be heard.

"Brothers and sisters, there are so many of you, I can't pay so much attention, what should I do?"

Childish voices echoed in the library.

Ike tilted his head, looked to the left, and then to the side......

As far as the eye could see, everyone looked at him expectantly.

"So, let me ask a question? I'll pay attention to whoever answers first, okay? ”

When the sound fell, the audience applauded like thunder.

"The question is—"

The applause stopped suddenly, and everyone was nervous, even the top students.

They all know that the little prodigy is the most intelligent person of all time, and the question he is about to ask may be hellish difficult.

Please, don't ask the world's questions!

At this moment, everyone pricked up their ears, ready to listen to the little prodigy's question.

In the attention of the audience, Ike asked:

"What's the best thing to eat?"

When the sound fell, a female voice screamed: "Watermelon is the best!" ”

As soon as these words came out, the audience was stunned.

Damn, you're slapping too fast, aren't you? What about your face? What about the face?

But Ike, Ike clapped his hands excitedly and said cutely:

"Congratulations, senior sister, you got it right!"

Burst! Burst! Burst!

A large number of people were killed.

The blonde-haired senior sister ran over excitedly and told Ike about her Twitter account.

Ike kept his promise to add her number as a friend and follow her.

"Thank you, thank you little Ike!"

The senior sister was so happy that she couldn't help herself, hugged Ike for a while, and kissed Ike with a saliva.

……

The 1 hour of surfing the Internet was up quickly, and finally Ike reached 1 billion followers and counting......

Seeing this number, everyone's hearts were shocked.

It's terrible, not a word has been sent, and there are 1 billion fans.

"Alright, little Ike, let's go back to class!" Professor Fergus pulled the little one out of the library.

Halfway through, the White House commissioner quietly asked Ike for a way to calculate the speed of the universe, but unfortunately, Ike ignored him.

In the end, the commissioner had no choice but to leave the school depressed and go back to report to the White House.

The senior White House officials who received the report were furious. Not only them, but also the predators of the Watermelon Alliance were also angry.

Capital is like that, if you can bring them benefits, they will be able to praise you as a god. If you can't......

Hehe!

It is reported that some people even said in private that they would no longer provide protection to prodigies.

However, this proposal was flatly rejected by Hughes.

In the months that followed, Ike was approached every week by a correspondent, asking about the new method of calculation, but Ike never agreed.

December 1. White House.

The Minister of Defense led two officers into the presidential office.

"Mr. President, the railgun has been built, when can we send it to the sky?"

When he heard this, Obama was depressed, and Hughes, who was also there, was depressed.

The little one's things haven't arrived yet, how can they be sent to the sky?

We need to think of a way as soon as possible!

"By the way, isn't his birthday coming? Why don't we throw him a birthday party and kill him? What do you think? ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was overjoyed.

Yes, that's it!

At this moment, if Ike knew the news, he would definitely die.

Nima, I'm still waiting for Christmas, and I'll make a lot of energy again! (To be continued.) )