Chapter 1: Lin Xuan's troubles

Suck!

Lin Xuan took a long breath, and quickly tapped tens of thousands of characters on the computer with both hands, and countless incomprehensible characters immediately appeared on the computer.

I don't know how long it took, finally, Lin Xuan's hands stopped, and a light blue light quickly outlined an illusory face and appeared in front of the computer, and then a mechanical voice was transmitted to Lin Xuan's ears.

"Hello, my master!!"

Kindness!

Lin Xuan's nose emitted a soft note, looking at the illusory face in front of him, a faint smile appeared on Lin Xuan's face: "Artificial intelligence? No, strictly speaking, it can't be regarded as a real artificial intelligence, it's just a collection of countless data and information, a comprehensive information processor, and it doesn't have emotions, and it can consult the questions I raise, just like Jarvis in Iron Man! ”

Lin Xuan squinted, but a smile appeared on his face: "Okay, from today onwards, your name will be Lin Zhong, and in the future, you will be my personal butler!" ”

"Yes, my master!" The mechanical voice nodded.

"Young Master Lin Xuan!"

At this time, the door of Lin Xuan's room was suddenly opened, and then I saw a woman about thirty years old walking in slowly: "Why are you so late and still not sleeping?" ”

"I can't sleep!" Lin Xuan glanced at the middle-aged woman who was about thirty years old, and then said coldly, "What about my mother?" ”

"Young master, Mr. Qiao is still in a meeting in the company, and he may come back a little later tonight!" The middle-aged woman looked at Lin Xuan, but her voice was a little polite: "Young Master Lin Xuan, Mr. Qiao just instructed you to rest early in the evening, and tomorrow, you have to go to kindergarten!" ”

"I'll handle my own business!" Lin Xuan glanced at the thirty-year-old middle-aged woman: "You don't have to worry about me!" ”

"I ......" The middle-aged woman was speechless for a while.

"Alright, alright, I know, I'm going to rest!" Lin Xuan jumped out of bed a little irritated and returned to his room with an impatient expression.

In the dull gaze of the middle-aged woman, Lin Xuan returned to his room, this year's Lin Xuan is only four years old, an age when his peers are still playing soy sauce on the street with their bare butts, but Lin Xuan does not have this kind of fun to enjoy childhood.

Compared with his peers, Lin Xuan can only be regarded as a freak.

He stayed in his mother's womb for three years, just like Nezha in myths and legends, he stayed in his mother's womb for three years before he was born.

Almost out of his mother's womb, Lin Xuan's teeth had already grown, and he could already speak, although it was only a few simple notes, after an hour, he could walk on the ground, and after three hours, he could already communicate normally with the confession

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