Chapter 12

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Protagonist:

Chen Yi

Chen Yi would naturally not categorize things in the relatively simple way Liu Xinyu imagined. Quite the opposite, he chose complex patterns and fewer adjustments. This was not merely the result of the Intelligence Scroll; after his previous attempts failed, he had stared at the screen seriously for half a day, constantly summarizing patterns.

The improvement from the short period of consideration was not much, but it was barely enough to complete the task.

When Liu Xinyu turned her attention back to Chen Yi, she couldn't help but ask in surprise, "How many icons did you move?"

Making a beauty surprised is the lifelong focus of every rich kid.

Chen Yi said softly, "34."

"No failures?"

Once the icon arrangement fails, the entire row and column of icons will revert to their original state, so most people choose the first method; that way, even if it's slower, it's better than failing and starting over.

However, Chen Yi has now moved 34 icons consecutively without a single failure, proving he has indeed discerned some pattern. Yet no matter how closely Liu Xinyu observed, she couldn't tell which method he had chosen.

A sense of frustration made her quite unhappy.

Chen Yi's orderly movements further gave her a sense of humiliation — the so-called hand-eye coordination had turned into a pure battle of wits and puzzles, and her earlier words seemed to have become a joke.

Liu Xinyu believed the other party surely understood this joke.

"Three more, and it's done." Chen Yi glanced at her, only answering at this moment.

Liu Xinyu's cheeks flushed red, looking like shame, yet also like anger. Paired with the black-framed glasses, she actually had a hint of a pure and cute charm.

Chen Yi raised an eyebrow, thinking: Appearance is truly the most deceptive thing, but deceptive things are indeed pleasing to the eye.

The pattern adjustment ended, the screensaver disappeared, revealing a strange English interface.

Liu Xinyu could hardly spare the attention to be surprised!

The current situation completely overturned her normal cognition. An 18-year-old youth, without professional systematic training, yet displaying a level in a critical test not inferior to her own...

Geniuses, are they really seen everywhere, piled up like Chinese cabbage?

The beauty Investigator hurriedly, without hesitation, snatched the notebook over; she really used "snatch" — she straightened her body, swung her arm in a wide arc, at a speed so fast Chen Yi didn't even have time to react.

He actually wasn't preparing to make any extra moves either; forcibly getting the notebook back would be meaningless.

However, *** the beauty making such a large movement, her chest inevitably heaved up and down; the goose-yellow jacket could barely contain the residents inside, a fleeting flash of snow-white brilliance almost outlining the entire contour.

Seemingly to conceal her own movement, Liu Xinyu feigned calmness, yet said with slight panting, "What pattern did you use to categorize the icons?"

"Their similarity to the center icon; the closer to the center, the higher the similarity." While explaining, the corner of Chen Yi's mouth curled into a condescending smile, and he said, "Comrade Investigator, it appears that, at least in terms of coordination, your genes cannot compare to mine."

Living in the Chen Family, though he didn't say it aloud, he was arrogant to the core.

A face so young.

At this moment, Liu Xinyu was also exclaiming in admiration.

She was quite clear that this was a genius's talent, a gift found in only tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands of people. And it was an extremely useful talent.

"What a pity this talent doesn't belong to me." Liu Xinyu lowered her head and thought.

Chen Yi didn't give her time to sigh with emotion; he raised his head slightly, looked her squarely in the eye, and said, "If you don't mind, please turn off the computer first."

The words were polite, but the firm tone brooked no question.

Liu Xinyu was speechless; her astonished beautiful face formed a stark contrast with her pale, beautiful legs.

Chen Yi chuckled, his gaze teasing and focused.

Liu Xinyu suddenly didn't know how to respond.

Half of her spirit was focused on measuring Chen Yi's hands.

What a pity the Mark/Seal on the tiger's mouth was hidden and not visible. Otherwise, her outlook on life and worldview might have been able to remain normal for a while longer.

Chen Yi also stood up.

Comparing the two, Liu Xinyu in high heels was actually the same height as Chen Yi.

Besides her twin peaks being too prominent, she absolutely had a standard model figure.

At this moment, because the distance was too close, and the space in front of their chests too small, they were almost touching.

Chen Yi smelled that fragrant breath, and imperceptibly lowered his head slightly.

A full eyeful of white tenderness.

His movement did not escape Liu Xinyu's notice.

If it were an ordinary girl, she would probably have shrunk back, but she instead shrugged her shoulders hard, nearly bumping into Chen Yi.

A normal person's knees would probably have gone weak.

Chen Yi sighed inwardly: Long legs are common, but *** are not.

Fortunately, the power of the Wisdom Scroll was sufficient to resist.

He worried he would reveal his hand, so he turned sideways, reached out and long-pressed the power button, and said with a faint smile, "You've had a hard day; take this time to drink some tea and rest a bit."

The tone was unquestionable, carrying an inexplicable force of victory; Liu Xinyu did not stop him.

The notebook was reluctantly turned off.

Liu Xinyu made no move from start to finish, but her waist remained straight; even though this caused her to brush against Chen Yi's arm crook, there was not the slightest change.

Student Chen's bones nearly went soft.

Being a genius is truly great!

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