Zhuge Dali comprehended, and immediately started the drama according to the script that the two had discussed before:

"Meng Lang! How can you be so unconfident in your cousin? ”

Zhuge Qing, who had been dissed by Meng all night, couldn't help but burst into tears when he heard that his little cousin finally stood up and spoke for him.

I saw that Meng Lang seemed surprised that the little girl would refute him, and asked with a slight frown, "Did I say something wrong?" ”

"Of course you're wrong!" Zhuge Dali's expression was serious, and the eyes of one big and one small were shining with a light called wisdom, "Please understand the situation well before speaking." ”

"Cousin Aqing is the 50th generation of the Zhuge Wuhou family, and there are only 71 people in the entire Wuhou faction who have registered before him to learn the Samadhi True Fire, and only 9 of these 71 ancestors have been trained before the age of thirty."

"Anyone who has studied a little mathematics will know that even from the most optimistic probability, the probability that a person will learn the true fire of samadhi before the age of 30 is not more than 1 in 80,000."

"Note that this 1 in 80,000 probability means that before the age of 30, my cousin is now more than 1,500 days away from the age of 30, and after conversion, we can estimate the probability that he will learn the true fire of Samadhi in eight days in a non-rigorous way."

"Do you think that with my cousin Aqing's ability, can't even do it with a 1 in 15 million probability?"

Zhuge Qing: (; ′д`)？？？

Meng Lang: (ノへ ̄、)

As soon as the little girl's popular science remarks came out, not only Zhuge Qing, but even Meng Lang was stupid.

'Vigorous...... This is the way you swore to me before that [it will definitely arouse Cousin Qing's fighting spirit]? ’

Do you have any misunderstanding of the concept of "motivating"? ’

'As the saying goes: one in two fights, one in ten closes your eyes to kill, one in a hundred chases your dreams, one in a thousand who dares to bet is stupid, and now you can make a fifteen millionth ......

Meng no longer knows whether his own Dali is a clever ghost or an iron man.

In fact, she can't be blamed for this, after all, in the eyes of the former straight woman of steel, the probability of 1 in 15 million is indeed a challenge that can arouse her fighting spirit......

The little girl's sudden crotch pull made the atmosphere in the field embarrassing for a while.

Meng just wanted to stand up and say something, but Zhuge Qing slapped him on the shoulder and made a physical silence: "Needless to say, I understand." ”

Meng Lang saw that Zhuge Qing's mentality was so steady, and he couldn't help but rejoice: "Great, Lao Qing!" If only you understood! Actually, we don't care about the probability—"

Without waiting for Meng Lang to finish speaking, Zhuge Qing interrupted with another palm, and at the same time calmly put away the booklet in his hand and said: "I really don't need to say any more, please forgive me for my mediocre qualifications and farewell!" ”

Meng Lang: ( ̄ー ̄) ......

Watching Zhuge Fox walk out of the bar dejectedly, Meng also sighed dejectedly.

The three-day elaborate "ignition" operation suffered a major failure.

Just as Meng Lang looked up at the sky with some melancholy, he felt that his arms were hugged by a pair of soft arms.

Looking down slightly, I saw Zhuge Dali looking at himself with a small mouth, and his eyes were full of mist: "Meng Lang, did I do something wrong?" ”

"Hmm...... How to say it. Meng Lang stretched out his hand and rubbed the little girl's head, "Too outstanding talent has caused there to be a deviation between your vision and quantitative standards and that of normal people, and these deviations are sometimes extremely critical. ”

Speaking of this, Meng Lang saw that the little girl's eyes were gradually dimming, and he couldn't help but add a little more strength to the hand on her head, and at the same time the words changed:

"But it seems to me that it's not you who is wrong, it's the world."

"Huh!?" Hearing Meng Lang actually say this, Zhuge Dali shouted out with a little surprise.

Seeing the little girl's expression turn from worry to joy, the corners of Meng Lang's mouth hooked up a shallow smile: "You~ are just too kind." Once things involve the people around you, it is easy to lose your square inch and lose self-confidence. ”

"Think about it, your cousin has a success rate of 1 in 15 million, and what is the ratio between the first people who supported heliocentrism and all of humanity?"

"As one of the most important symbols of modern civilization, when the automobile was first invented, it was clearly stipulated by the law of the people to give way to the carriage unconditionally, so it can be seen that what was the ratio between the people who could see the potential of the automobile and the whole of mankind at that time?"

"I believe you know a lot more about the same thing than I do, isn't that enough?"

"It turns out that truth is often in the hands of a few people in the beginning, and that only the numerator and the denominator are often decisive in the relationship."

"Therefore." Saying that, Meng Lang smiled and reached out to pinch the little girl's face, "Be confident, do you really think that Lao Qing is the kind of person who will give up when he hears that the probability is low?" ”

Being explained by Meng Lang like this, Zhuge Dali's face was full of despair, and he couldn't help but ask expectantly: "Then what do you mean, do you think your cousin can do this one in five million?" ”

Meng nodded heavily: "Because he is Zhuge Qing, I believe he can do it." ”

"I didn't expect you to think so highly of your cousin."

Meng Lang didn't answer, just turned his head to look at the back of Zhuge Qing and Wang Ye, who had been waiting for him outside the bar, leaving together, thoughtfully.

In fact, Meng Lang simply felt that Zhuge Qing would not rest assured that Wang Ye would go outside alone.

I really can't blame him for looking at Renji with rotten eyes, it's really hard for these two people to be tired of being together every day, so that others can't think of anything.

Shaking his head and throwing some strange thoughts out of his mind, Meng Lang looked down at Zhuge who was still holding his arm and said, "Since things are already like this, then don't think about it yet, I'll go train with you, right?" ”

"Well, okay~"

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At the same time, inside a restaurant on the Champs-Élysées in the surrender country.

An old Chinese man with an elegant temperament and a look of about fifty years old raised his wine glass with a relaxed expression:

"Elizabeth, how much have you found out about Ziqiao's cousin?"

Opposite him sat a Chinese woman who looked to be in her forties and was very well maintained, and she also raised her wine glass and touched it lightly with the old man opposite.

“Cheers.”

Putting down the wine glass, the woman took out her mobile phone from her pocket, opened it and looked through the information a few times and said, "Speaking of which, the identity of your godson is really incredible." ”

"Over the years, the Lu and Tang families have sent no less than twenty good men to follow us around the world just to try to get you to nod and give up their protection for him."

"Originally, with your identity, as long as you don't let go, it's no problem to keep him, but now there's a little trouble."

"What's the trouble?"

"Don't be nervous, it's not bad news – your goddaughter-in-law is pregnant."

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PS: The second update is added, and the update is completed today.

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