Chapter 69: Only My Unique Method Chapter 69: A Bit of Difficulty
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Protagonist:
Chen Yi
A simple geometry problem, simultaneously testing observation, analytical ability, and calculation ability, with very high requirements. Stanik frowned, recalling when he had last done a similar problem.
Mensa's internal intelligence games are diverse, with varying difficulty levels; everyone organizes voluntarily, participates freely, and combines randomly. The Vatican's Mensa branch has many members, and priests and believers often create their own problems. Compared to standard test questions, the difficulty naturally varies widely. Some famous gentlemen often deliberately create difficult problems to increase the fun, but overall, he rarely sees ones this difficult.
What exactly is going on?
He looked around, unsure whether he should halt the exam.
Or perhaps it isn't as difficult as imagined?
Stanik, like Chen Yi right now, did not believe his intelligence was being challenged.
Someone gently pushed the door open behind him. The handsome foreigner couldn't be bothered to even glance back; he didn't care about that much. His interest piqued, he simply concentrated fully and accompanied Chen Yi in doing the problems.
The one who entered was Jin Douna.
She paused for a moment, found a corner, and observed Chen Yi.
Han Jie saw this; her eyelid twitched slightly, but she didn't speak.
20 minutes passed quickly.
Chen Yi rushed and rushed but still failed to complete all 30 questions within the time limit. At the last 30 seconds, Professor Lang had to speak up: "Chen Yi, time to submit."
"Okay." Chen Yi, sweating profusely, glanced at the last four questions. He didn't randomly fill in options but left them blank and handed it in.
He wasn't the type to work for nothing.
The 26 completed questions he had some confidence in; achieving the target of 23 correct was difficult, but ultimately done.
Jin Douna quietly walked over and secretly memorized his answers.
The professor couldn't be bothered to stand up. Sipping tea, he smiled: "A bit nervous? Actually, with your ability, Mensa's test questions should be very easy."
The handsome foreigner coughed lightly; his face looked somewhat pale, and under his blond hair, he was covered in sweat.
He had an IQ of 154, yet had no confidence on seven or eight questions, and calculating them gave him a headache.
At this moment, the professor turned his head and asked Stanik procedurally: "What do you think?"
The handsome foreigner hesitated for a moment, then smiled dryly and only nodded.
Out of various considerations, he did not raise any obvious objections.
"Then wait a moment for Headquarters' reply. Our work is considered done. We'll give you a copy of everyone's contact list later; if you have time, you can participate in activities or organize your own." Professor Lang smiled like Maitreya Buddha.
Everyone else thought it was only natural. Right, passing the test last time, passing this time is perfectly normal. They congratulated Chen Yi one after another.
The latter only thought it was due to nervousness and quickly threw the difficult problems to the back of his mind.
The number of times he had taken intelligence tests wasn't even as many as his years of schooling.
Unlike him, Stanik knew exactly how difficult those questions were; he himself had no confidence at all in getting 23 correct.
This feeling made him exceptionally uncomfortable.
Among the puzzled smart people, only Jin Douna knew what questions she had swapped; her gaze at Chen Yi was the most burning.
While doing the problems earlier, she had secretly memorized Chen Yi's choices, equivalent to knowing the result in advance.
With many people present, Jin Douna took out a note and gently slipped it into Chen Yi's hand.
The latter froze for a moment, then watched Jin Douna quietly leave the office.
The note read: "Date me tonight."
Chen Yi smiled faintly.
This approach indeed has more flavor than speaking directly.
Walking into the first-floor hall, Jin Douna took a long deep breath, then jumped up excitedly, shouting in a suppressed, inaudible voice: "Jin Douna, you're amazing!"
A young teacher passed by, saw those limbs stretching in mid-air, heard that sickeningly sweet Korean, and instantly tensed up, forming two intersecting straight lines.
Jin Douna stuck out her tongue, waved at that teacher, and quickly ran out of the corridor.
Just as she left the teaching building, she heard Chen Rongxi's cheering voice from the third floor behind her; obviously, Mensa UK Headquarters had given the pass response.
No one knew that at this moment, Stanik had fallen into another bout of doubt and self-doubt.
If his identity weren't so sensitive, if his pride weren't so internalized, as long as he raised the question, then contacting Mensa Headquarters through Professor Lang would naturally uncover the bribed insider. Although tracing it to Liu Xinyu and the others would be hard, it would be enough to solve the mystery.
However, Stanik was destined to hide his doubts, destined to investigate the problem himself, destined to continue self-doubting.
Chen Yi received the Mensa Club member list for the China region — only 300-odd people in total. Besides some teaching staff working in higher education institutions, most were employees of multinational corporations.
Such a situation is probably not an IQ problem, but a recognition problem.
Think about it: whether in China or abroad, if a government worker joins Mensa, doesn't that mean telling colleagues: "Watch out, I'm a person with 148 IQ"?
Anywhere competition is fierce is unsuitable for the survival of medium-high IQ groups — that's the playground of top-tier IQ and low IQ warriors.
Seeing him thinking, Professor Lang just kept smiling and said: "Don't look at the few people. If it weren't for me, this China region list would probably be just one sheet of paper. Unlike other countries, where they can only send emails."
He himself indeed loves all kinds of intelligence games, just like Mensa's founders back then, which is why he spares no effort promoting Mensa to invite more people to play together.
"100,000 global club members — looks like we're still a long way from catching them all in one net." Chen Yi laughed for a while, then asked: "Professor, that friend of yours hiding many fossils — which one here is he?"
"Knew you'd ask." Professor Lang pointed to a name ranked near the top of the paper, noting he was a very early member, and said: "Lao Ying, old friend. Back then he often went on business trips; he'd run a trip to Xinjiang, not even bring back raisins, just buy dinosaur fossils. 2 mao per kilogram, buying several tens of yuan's worth at a time, then call me to help carry them back."
"A fossil weighing several kilograms — worth at least several thousand yuan now, right?" Lu Fan asked excitedly; he was very casual in front of the professor.
"You brat." Professor Lang laughed and scolded, saying: "What he picked back then was naturally good. People then just knew to buy a dinosaur egg or something to display at home; give them a trilobite and they wouldn't recognize it. Lao Ying was a genuine French exchange student, but he likes collecting, not selling. You guys communicate first."
Chen Yi was prepared. Early collectors mostly did it for personal liking; when they got older, if life was worry-free, they often turned into pixiu — only in, never out. But he still had a backup plan; he could always find those who collect with an investment perspective, so he wasn't worried. He smiled: "What does this Professor Lao like?"
"Catering to preferences — good." Professor Lang pointed and said: "He stayed in France for over 10 years, married a mixed-race wife. Back then, the Jiangning Mayor personally went to dig him back to be the Biology Dean. Now it can be said he lacks nothing, except for one hobby."
Chen Yi guessed: "He studied in France; could it be he likes red wine?"
Professor Hu shook his head and laughed, "Everyone would guess that, but actually it's cigars."
Chen Yi touched his nose and said, "Cigars are easy to get, whatever Cuban goods are sold in Jiangning. Professor, how should I put it, you have to help me get two pieces of fossil first before we talk."
"Good." The professor agreed in one breath, then instructed Lu Fan a few words in a low voice.
The handsome foreigner looked at Chen Yi with suspicion; this was already the second time he had heard the word fossil from his mouth.
Although having some collecting hobbies is a very normal thing... however, Stanik shook his head, thinking, first find a breakthrough from that test paper before talking.
With something on his mind, and Han Jie by his side, his enthusiasm for fawning also faded a bit, only tentatively inviting, "We have a swimming party on the weekend, is Miss Han interested?"
"Priests also hold swimming parties?" Hu Fang, having just heard the introduction and knowing he was a priest, instead revealed a surprised expression.
Stanik smiled embarrassedly and said, "Keep pace with the times, to better spread God's grace."
"You are Catholic, right?" Hu Fang persisted, "Don't swimming parties require being stark naked? And drinking alcohol?"
Stani didn't want to pay attention to him anymore, pretended not to understand Chinese, and asked Chen Yi, "How do you find the difficulty of the questions?"
"A bit difficult." Chen Yi answered sincerely.
Cheating with a Level 4 Scroll and still nearly failing is truly shameful.
Stanik wanted to find a trace of a lie on his face, but did not succeed.
So his own face turned wax-green.
Hu Fang said there, "Is the swimming pool outdoor or indoor?"
But it was Lu Fan, silently squeezing up, pulling Chen Yi and saying, "Junior Brother, do you still remember the email you sent me that day?"
Chen Yi wore a mysterious smile and said, "I remember, what about it?"
Explanation—
Seeing in the Book Review area not a few readers have doubts about the Vatican's existence, this issue is supplemented: The Vatican indeed has not been approved to enter China, nor would there exist a Vatican delegation dispatched to China, but precisely because of this, the Vatican can be chosen as a religious role to appear, I believe everyone can understand.
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