Chen Yi moved the mouse slightly, and the sound of the cursor immediately appeared on the laptop screen, but those special small icons, as well as the screensaver itself, did not disappear.

On the contrary, in the bottom left corner, there is a "again" icon flashing and a prompt to enter the password in the bottom right corner.

Chen Yi did not hesitate to point to the "again" icon, and there was no guilt in spying on **.

Liu Xinyu, who was picking out mineral water on the dining table, saw Chen Yi's movements, but said nothing.

The screensaver on her laptop, in addition to the function of entering the password to open it, also plays an important role - training and testing the individual's hand-eye coordination ability.

For her, this is an extremely useful skill, and using it as a screensaver also means pushing herself to practice. When she is not busy, every time she starts the screensaver, she will do a "rule game", which adds up to a lot and invisibly improves her ability.

It is impossible for an untrained child to complete the "game" within the allotted time.

Chen Yi picked up the mouse and tried to move, but failed.

But he was not discouraged in the slightest, but brooded on his cheeks.

Any game has its rules, let alone mind games.

Liu Xinyu walked over with cat steps, and said with a smile: "What do you think of this game?" ”

"It's kind of difficult." Chen Yi didn't look up, his voice was normal.

Liu Xinyu smiled, made it look like she wanted to take the notebook back, and at the same time introduced: "The small icons on it require you to combine and arrange them according to certain rules. The icons will change every time, so don't stick to the old ways. ”

Chen Yi clutched the notebook tightly and didn't give her a chance to get it back.

Liu Xinyu didn't care, and the whole person's attention was focused on the surrounding environment.

"A certain rule? What rules? Chen Yi asked again. Some of those icons are as simple as traffic signs, and some are as complex as postage stamps.

"Any rule, as long as it is a uniform rule, the computer will naturally judge. For example, the degree of complexity, the number of strokes, the meaning of the pattern, the degree of uniformity. It's not easy. Even if Liu Xinyu was commenting, her tone was coquettish, and she deliberately changed her posture, turning her body facing the computer half sideways, her star-like breasts stood out, and her goose-yellow shirt was full.

Chen Yi only found out at this time that her pair of bursting breasts were actually placed on the table.

It's too big, and it's really laborious.

Chen Yi looked at them with very sympathetic, very sympathetic eyes, and moved his hand gently, gently.

A cold light flashed in Liu Xinyu's eyes, and as he gradually approached, her left hand gradually tightened.

What was even more unexpected was that Chen Yi actually stretched out his hand to the desktop on the right side of the notebook.

In that moment of hesitation, Liu Xinyu's eyes were extremely focused, his body leaned forward slightly, and he still did not move.

"I'll give it a try." Chen Yi's hand was on the mouse, only 20 centimeters away from her body.

"Huh?" Liu Xinyu relaxed, and a smile overflowed from the corner of her mouth.

After all, he is a middle school student.

The "regular game" is a problem born out of the higher-level intelligence test. It requires observation, imagination, analytical judgment, thinking, and more.

With a middle school student's not yet fully developed brain, the chances of completing it are lower than that of a panda cub - especially if there is no one to help them.

Liu Xinyu said intentionally or unintentionally: "Don't despise small games, it can prove a lot of things." ”

"What can you prove?"

Liu Xinyu held his cheek with one hand and said with a leisurely smile: "At least it shows your intelligence, your hand-eye coordination, and whether your body is coordinated or not, and whether it is a perfect enough genetic composition." ”

With the words, the green fingers pressed twice on Chen Yi's chest.

Chen Yi was careful with the "thump" of his liver, and quietly showed a bright smile.

By listening to the reel, he was again rewarded with two words:

"Hidden", "Program".

"Her computer is running some kind of program!"

Chen Yi immediately reacted that Liu Xinyu was delaying time.

In this case, he pretended to wipe the keyboard and slid his left hand towards the start key. He wanted to stop the process hidden under the screensaver - if there was one.

When he was about to achieve his goal, Chen Yi's hands were wrapped in soft skin.

Liu Xinyu held his left hand.

Five fingers, absolutely nothing softer.

At the moment of enjoyment, Chen Yi realized the problem, he wanted to withdraw his hand, and moved twice, but it had no effect at all.

When the force failed, he put on a harmless smile and said, "You don't want me to continue?" ”

Liu Xinyu smiled, waited for three seconds, let go of his hand, and made a gesture of please.

"Then please see who has the better genes."

When Chen Yi said this, the mouse clicked the restart button.

At this time, he realized that Liu Xinyu's mouse was surprisingly heavy, and it was not like the equipment he usually used.

Still, his pace is solid.

Needless to say, the crux of the matter is how to categorize dozens of small complex icons.

If it's categorized in a simple way, you need to make more adjustments to the icons; If you categorize it in a more complex way - if you can find a pattern, it is possible to complete the whole puzzle with just a few icons.

This is a standard open-ended intelligence topic and is chosen by many organizations for the training of employees.

However, when Liu Xinyu played this game, he obviously used the former mode. She doesn't care what the pattern looks like, but instead spends her energy on adjusting the icons.

The most superficial rules, the more attempts.

Because of this, she said "hand-eye cooperation", and when she saw Chen Yi's untrained jerky movements, she took it for granted that he must not be able to complete it on time, so she didn't care at all, and waited with her legs crossed, just guarding against the computer and not turning it off directly.

The mouse makes a rhythmic "click" sound.

……