After his IQ exceeded 300, Wen Xiaocheng understood this truth: the world is not black and white, and people are not simply distinguished by good and bad people. On the surface, you don't know what kind of dirt is hidden behind him, and the murderer who is extremely vicious in the eyes of most people may have unknown hardships.

Things may be wrong, but people are not so simple.

Only scum who have completely lost their conscience, or even have a reversed view, can be classified as "bad guys", and those underworld characters at least follow something outside the law, such as underworld rules.

Obeying the rules, at least it shows that they are not bottomless, even if they are bad people, the bad ones are not thorough.

What's more, that guy named Taihu owes his father a favor, and even if he is bad, he will not be bad to himself, which is enough for now.

The time of the visitation passed quickly, and the father said to his son, "You must study hard," and the son said to his father, "You must reform well." The son smiled and waved goodbye to his father, and both father and son had mixed feelings in their hearts.

The back in prison uniform is not very tall, and the father's love in prison is not without feelings. Wearing a sinful body, talking extravagantly about wrong and right, the debt owed to the father, the son will pay it.

Confirmed the next visit date with the prison management office, got back the household registration book, and took a visit appointment form by the way, under the leadership of the prison guards, Wen Xiaocheng and the rest of the family members went out of the prison together, and the iron door behind him was slammed shut, so that everyone's hearts were shocked.

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A hand of three, four, five, even if the card skills are good, can not play the landlord's two kings four two, high IQ is not a panacea, sometimes the advantage of IQ is still not the strength of the gap.

The head-scratching problems in school, if you think about it, are actually not a big deal. Zhang Peiyue is in the same class as himself, and no one can stop him if he wants to beat him, and if he can't be blocked once, he will beat him once; Qiu Hui is the boss of the school, but this time he was disgraced at the fixed point, and the person who is about to graduate is estimated to not be able to make any big waves; Lu Qi can put down an adult alone, but when it comes to it, his grudge with him is the lightest, his father is not only the least injured, but also the only one among these families who has given up civil recovery, Lu Qi and himself can't get by, and he is almost coerced by Zhang Peiyue. As for Tinshina, what can a girl do about herself?

Only now that I have passed that hurdle in my heart and look down on myself will I find that in fact, what I was worried about and afraid of before is not a big deal at all.

That's not a thing, these five words don't come from the sky, but you need to calm down and look down on the past.

It's nothing more than a bunch of kids who bully themselves, and if they want to fight, they will fight, and at worst, how bad can they be? At least they have changed from the image of a puffed bag to a warrior who refuses to admit defeat. beat Zhang Peiyue, and let Qiu Hui capsize in the gutter, I'm afraid that no one in the school dares to underestimate himself like before.

The swaying minibus, leaking air on all sides, even if the window is open, it can't emit a smell of gasoline, a certain station stops, the conductor pulls his throat to solicit customers, and a series of station names are reported, which is almost comparable to the mouth in cross talk. Wen Xiaocheng sat in the last row, it was a hurdle, the butt of the person who would be bumpy was out of the seat, closed his eyes, while feeling the speed of the car while recalling the pictures on both sides of the road, every three or five minutes to open his eyes to look outside, and then confirm it with the picture in his mind, the similarity is as high as 90%.

When he closed his eyes again, Wen Xiaodao appeared beside him.

The dilapidated minibus was transformed into a cool open-top supercar, with Xiao Cheng sitting in the passenger seat while Wen Xiaodao was in charge of driving.

"This kind of picture seems to make people feel better. ”

Xiao Cheng didn't answer, and asked rhetorically: "I can't drive, why do you?"

Wen Xiaodao's hand left the steering wheel and leaned back in the back seat, "I won't either, anyway, it's not me who is really driving, it's just a picture in your brain." ”

The supercar dispersed, the scene returned to the broken bread, Wen Xiaodao was still sitting next to him, pouting, and mocking: "I don't understand life!"

"You're a spiritual victory. ”

"Eating and drinking, people can't bear their worries, and they can't change their happiness. What do you think Yan Hui is proud of? It's not a spiritual victory method?"

Wen Xiaocheng was a little speechless about the guy he imagined, "If you can really imagine broken bread as a supercar, then you will lose the motivation to fight for a supercar." ”

"That makes sense, I'm speechless," Wen Xiaodao shrugged his shoulders, "Is that why you don't masturbate?"

Xiao Cheng wanted to strangle him a little.

"You're scared, huh. Knife said suddenly.

Xiaocheng did not deny this, for fear that this emotion would not be able to hide his virtual personality. What scared him was not a few naughty bad boys at school, but the eerie picture of himself fifteen years ago when he was just born.

"It's impossible for a person to have a memory when you're born, right? ”

Wen Xiaodao also put away his cynical expression, and frowned: "Most of the cases are like this, however, there is also a possibility that when I was a baby, there was nothing worth remembering. ”

In the infant period of people, the main task is to grow and develop, eat, drink and sleep, and constantly repeat this process, this simple repetition is indeed not worth remembering, and after this is the learning of language, most of the brain power is used to master the language, so the previous memory is considered "unimportant" by the brain, and choose to forget. Or maybe it's because people don't have a way to store memories before they master language, so babies don't remember.

Of course, this is only a possibility, and no scientists have yet verified it. And Wen Xiaocheng's situation is more special, because he was injected with some mysterious agent, so his memories of infancy were also preserved. Moreover, before mastering the language, the depths of the mind are preserved in the form of pictures and sounds, and it is not until the brain is activated, the memory is awakened, and the scene is recalled, and the meaning of the sound is transformed.

"Is that scene real?" asked Xiao Cheng.

"It shouldn't be fake, otherwise there's no way to explain why you're suddenly enlightened, and I shouldn't exist. ”

This is the reason why Wen Xiaocheng was afraid, he was treated as an experimental subject by them when he was just born, who is this mysterious organization that develops reagents? What do you want to do? If it is like the experiment in the movie to create super-intelligent humans, then he should live in the laboratory. Or, is it really in the lab, like "Truman's World"?

"Actually, we can verify it, remember? In your memory, a baby girl died in the nursery!"

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The back in prison uniform is not very tall, and the father's love in prison is not without feelings. Wearing a sinful body, talking extravagantly about wrong and right, the debt owed to the father, the son will pay it. The more you smack these words, the more flavorful they are, in this kind of online text, you don't have to think about it to know that the protagonist will get stronger and stronger, and he will not be beheaded like Lu Xun's Ah Q, but most of the successful descriptions are from the aspects of wealth, career, love, etc., but few people write about a man's big responsibility.

The back of the prison uniform, the family affection in the prison, the family says, the family reunion, the country says, the law is not merciful, how is the big responsibility?

Brother just wanted to say that he was a poet, but suddenly found that he was more like a philosopher.