Chapter 2: Genius Xiao Yan?
"Come, little master, read with Xiaolan."
Xiao Lan opened the booklet, pointed to a few big characters on the book with her slightly slender index finger, and read slowly:
"Fighting, Qi, Cultivation, Refining, Entering, Door, Manual."
Every time she said a word, she had to point at it with her index finger, and dragged out her voice for a long time, for fear that Xiao Yan would not hear it clearly.
This kind of teaching method is naturally very friendly to an ordinary child, but Xiao Yan obviously doesn't think so at this time.
For a three-year-old, maybe that's just right, but for a one-year-old, it's a little naΓ―ve.
Of course, if it were usual, Xiao Yan would be happy to be a good baby.
Then, taking advantage of Xiao Lan's defenselessness, she found another opportunity to eat the girl's tofu, after all, what bad thoughts can a baby have? But now he just wants to learn to cultivate quickly.
Woman, it will only affect the speed at which I become stronger.
He looked at the girl in front of him, like a kindergarten teacher teaching children, educating himself, feeling that his soul had been insulted, and complained in his heart:
"I've already said it just now, I'm smart, why do you want to talk to me in such a tone, I'm really not a one-year-old child!"
"I'm a genius, a genius! Do you know?
Moreover, I am not an ordinary genius, I, Xiao Yan, am the one who wants to become a Dou Emperor.
However, although I think so in my heart, I can't say it on my lips, after all, I still look like a baby who has just turned one year old, which is not good.
"Dou Qi Cultivation Primer, okay, Sister Xiaolan, I remembered, you can teach me the rest of the content." He spoke quickly.
To finish such a long sentence in a row, and still be very fluent, this is obviously not something that ordinary one-year-olds can do.
Moreover, Xiao Yan's slightly mature tone, coupled with his very immature voice and his young body, looked very weird.
However, Xiao Lan has obviously basically adapted to the different side that her little master sometimes shows, compared to other children. So, she didn't pay much attention to it, she just thought it was the child's lack of patience.
Xiao Lan still said in the tone of a kindergarten teacher: "Really, little master? You may not be able to lie about this kind of thing. β
"Really, really, truly, more really. Can you hurry up, I want to learn Qi refining now. However, when the words came to his lips, they became:
"Of course it's true, Sister Xiaolan, I'm very smart."
"Then I'll test you first and see how much I remember." Then she pointed to the first word in the book and asked, "What does this word read?" β
"Fight!"
"What about this?" She doesn't believe in evil ways.
"Gas!"
"Oh? The little master is really powerful, what about this word? She asked, pointing to the last word on it.
"Book!"
"And what about all of them?"
"Dou Qi Cultivation Manual, okay, Xiaolan, I've really memorized it, you can teach me the rest quickly."
In the courtyard, Xiao Yan was lying on the lap of the maid, feeling the warm sunshine shining on his face in the early morning, but his heart was very stinky:
"Don't look at me with your surprised eyes, little girl, the world of genius is not something you can understand, I am destined to become a man of the Dou Emperor."
Xiaolan looked at her young master in surprise and was silent, "I only taught it once and remembered it, is it really fake?" Is there really such a big gap between people? I'm just a year old, so I shouldn't be. β
Although she couldn't hear the maid's heart, Xiao Yan knew that she must be jealous of her talent.
If it weren't for the fear of being too shocking, I would have been able to recite a poem to you just after I was born, would you believe it?
But soon, in Xiao Yan's unbeaten expression, Xiao Lan closed the book, then took out a blank piece of paper and wrote a word.
"What does this word say?"
"Fight!"
"I've said it all, Sister Xiaolan, I've learned, let's teach the back."
Xiao Lan didn't pay attention to it, wrote another word, and asked, "What about this?" β
ββ¦β¦ Gas. β
"Where's this?"
"Hmm...... Repair? β
"Young master, this word should be pronounced 'hand'."
Hey~ Yes, "Dou Qi Cultivation Primer", shouldn't the word "qi" be followed by "cultivation", how did it become a "hand"?
Xiaolan, how can this be? You don't talk about martial arts, and you bully me a little comrade who is just one year old.
Looking at her young master's stunned little face, Xiao Lan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's okay, it's okay. I almost doubted my life, but the gap between people was not as big as I thought. β
"However, it is indeed clever to be able to remember the order of these words so quickly."
Immediately afterwards, Xiao Lan seized the opportunity to educate Xiao Yan ideologically: "Young Master, it's not right for you to do this. Literacy should come one by one, learn this kind of thing, you can't be in a hurry, and you can't think of taking shortcuts......"
Xiao Yan looked at Xiaolan in front of him, as if he was possessed by Tang Seng, chattering endlessly.
I really want to beat you to death with a stick.
But there was no way, now he is only one year old, and he has no choice but to be defeated and keep begging for mercy.
Seeing that his little master seemed to have understood his good intentions, Xiao Lan continued
"Come, young master, Xiaolan will continue to teach you. Follow me: Fight~"
After listening to the maid's words, Xiao Yan read weakly:
"Fighting ......"
I, Xiao Yan, the man who was destined to become the Emperor Dou in the future, was defeated by a little girl......
However, I will not admit defeat! It's just a word, it's not a big deal. Just this little trouble, you want to stump me?
I, Xiao Yan, am not weaker than others in my life! It will definitely not disgrace the traversers.
"Fighting ......"
At this time, Xiao Yan was addicted to learning and couldn't extricate himself.
β¦β¦
Time passed slowly in the teaching of the two.
Until, after just finishing the second page of the cheats, Xiao Yan finally couldn't hold on.
After all, no matter how special Xiao Yan's soul is, his body is just a baby, and he is still very weak.
His powerful soul was already a big burden for this young body, let alone after this powerful person's learning brain. Finally, he couldn't hold on any longer, and his upper and lower eyelids fought.
"Hmm...... It's so sleepy......"
You really can't blame me, my soul loves to learn, and it's my body that doesn't fight.
Also, Emperor Yan, I took back my previous words, I didn't start refining qi until I was four years old, which is not too embarrassing.
At this moment, Xiao Yan felt that the words of this Douqi Continent were even more difficult to remember than English words.
Hey, it's obviously a novel about potatoes, and I'm already speaking Mandarin, isn't it fragrant to use Chinese characters directly, why do you have to learn a foreign language after all the time?
"Also, why do I suddenly feel so hungry, I want to ......"
Looking at the little boy who buried his head in his chest, Xiao Lan felt very helpless, and looked up to the sky and sighed:
"Hmm...... Master, Xiaolan has told you many times, there is really no hidden food here......"