It was already evening when Lin Nian left the internet cafe and went home. He went upstairs and knocked on the door for a long time, but no one answered. Only then did he remember that Lin Xian was on the night shift and there was no one at home. He looked around and took out the spare key from under the mat before entering.
The small house of sixty to seventy square meters was empty. Lin Nian did not close the window before he left, so the house was filled with coldness. He opened the refrigerator and took out the leftover bacon from lunch. He returned it to the pot and stir-fried it with leeks and cold rice. A bowl of hot hodgepodge was barely enough for dinner.
Eating alone was usually the most efficient. There was no one to talk to, and nothing else to distract him. The only sound in the room was the sound of chewing and chopsticks hitting the bowl. In a short while, the big bowl of rice was finished. After washing the dishes, he sat on the sofa in the living room and opened his textbook to study.
Lin Nian read very quickly, especially the liberal arts books. He flipped through the history textbook in his hand page by page, with an average of 15 seconds per page. In less than 10 minutes, he had finished half of the textbook. He closed the textbook and placed it on the table, closed his eyes, and pondered for a few minutes. Then, he opened the history textbook again and began to flip through the second half of the textbook. After flipping through it, he repeated the previous steps. Finally, he opened his eyes and flipped through the entire textbook. When he was done, it meant that Lin Nian had memorized the textbook.
Yes, the first step in Lin Nian's studies was to memorize the teaching materials. As long as he could use the back of his chair to improve his grades, he would directly memorize the entire teaching material. If the subject's test results were not satisfactory, he would buy additional supplementary books to memorize until he was among the best in the subject.
Therefore, Lin Nian never liked the learning process of exam-oriented education. He would memorize the humanities questions and solve the science questions. When he saw classical Chinese, the first sentence he said was 'I have memorized this question' and when he saw math questions, the first sentence he said was 'I have solved this question.' As for English, he knew every word on the test paper and was familiar with all kinds of grammar tenses. It was difficult for him not to get high marks. That was how he got first place in the middle school examination.
Lin Xian had always known that Lin Nian was a genius. However, she also knew that the word 'genius' might not bring Lin Nian pure achievements or pride. At least, on the road of growth, as a genius, Lin Nian would be very lonely. As a result, he was rejected and treated maliciously by others. Therefore, Lin Xian had been worried and done a lot for Lin Nian over the years.
Now, it seemed that these worries were not useless. At least until today, Lin Nian only showed a slight " independence ", not world-weariness or other worse personalities.
Lin Nian didn't really understand what others thought of him, but if someone said he was a genius, he would definitely deny it. He didn't think he was a genius, because geniuses were used to describe people.
After spending three to four hours studying, the sky outside the window was already dark. The glass was illuminated by the lights on the street at night. Lin Nian closed the book and went into his room to take out a Soo Zhen stick that was specially used to practice Soo Zhen's movements in Kendo.
The vibration rod was 1.5 meters long and looked like an oversized chicken drumstick. It was wrapped tightly with plastic film. Lin Nian looked effortless when he carried it in one hand, but no one else knew that the vibration rod was made of iron from the body to the weight. It weighed a total of 50 kilograms.
Lin Nian stood in the living room and held the vibration rod with both hands. He raised it above his head and waved it down. There was no compensation on his face. After repeating it dozens of times, he changed to one hand. The result was still easy.
"My strength has increased again." Lin Nian thought as he put down the vibrating rod.
If the coaches of the Kendo training class in the Youth Palace saw this scene, they would probably scold Lin Nian for being a pervert and then cry and shout that they would take him as a disciple to inherit their legacy.
A 16-year-old boy who weighed 50 kilograms with one hand. Although it was not shocking, it was not an exaggeration to say that he was talented. However, this was not the only place where Lin Nian was talented.
Lin Nian was sweating a little after taking turns to do more than a hundred vibration exercises with his left and right hands. He put away the vibration stick and went into the bathroom to take a shower. After putting on his pajamas, he went into his room and took out a deck of playing cards. He sat in front of the coffee table in the living room.
Of course, one person wasn't playing cards. Besides, one person couldn't play cards. Lin Nian placed the cards on the coffee table and placed his right thumb under the pile of cards. He used a little force to make the cards bulge left and right. His eyes stared at the pile of cards and his thumb used a little force. The 54 cards in front of him flipped over one after another. When he was halfway through flipping, he suddenly reached out his left hand and inserted it into the cards. A colorful ghost card fell on the table.
Lin Nian added the ghost cards back into the deck and shuffled them again. When one-third of the deck was shuffled, he took out another colorful ghost card.
This was Lin Nian's daily routine.
Knowing that he was gifted, Lin Nian would naturally go deeper to understand how "gifted" he was. However, Lin Nian would find that he was improving every day, whether it was his memory, reaction, or speed.
Lin Nian didn't know if this was a good thing, but he only knew that there was a limit to everything. Those who were one step ahead of the times were geniuses, and those who were two steps ahead were lunatics. Similarly, those who were one, two, or three steps ahead of normal people were gifted, but those who were more than ten steps ahead were monsters locked in the hospital for research.
Lin Nian had always restrained his talent. However, looking at the situation in recent years, for some reason, his talent seemed to have entered an explosive period. He was getting better and better day by day. It was like water was constantly seeping out from a tightly closed gate. One day, this gate would not be able to contain the flood behind it. There might be whales hidden in the flood, but there might also be ghosts. Until that step was taken, no one knew what was behind the gate.
If Lin Nian was alone, then he would not be worried about this. The more talents, the better. If he could not suppress the moment of exposure, he could just leave. However, the problem was that he was not the only one in his life.
After completing his daily routine for the day, Lin Nian put away the poker cards. He glanced at the clock on the wall, walked into the kitchen, opened the freezer, and began to look for the remaining ingredients. In the end, he only found tomatoes and eggs. He took out these ingredients and turned on the stove and range hood to start cooking.
After working for 20 minutes, Lin Nian put the dishes into the rice cooker. He covered the lid, pulled off the plug, washed the pot, and went to bed.
About two hours later, the door to the living room was opened by the key.
Lin Xian, who looked tired, stepped into the door and changed into slippers. She walked to the living room and lay on the sofa to rest for a while before taking a deep breath and getting ready to wash up and sleep. She still had an early shift tomorrow.
When he passed by the dining table, Lin Xian saw a note on the table with Lin Nian's handwriting.
There's food in the rice cooker. Remember to eat it. Thank you for your hard work.
He walked into the kitchen and turned on the rice cooker. The beautifully colored tomato scrambled eggs came into view. Lin Xian sniffed and took out the tomato scrambled eggs. He scooped a bowl of rice and sat at the dining table to eat in big mouthfuls. He only stopped when he finished all the dishes. He washed the dishes without saying a word, turned off the living room light, and returned to his room.
There was a bang on the door. Lin Nian opened his eyes in the darkness of the room next door. After a while, he closed his eyes again and finally fell asleep.
Tonight, he had a dream for no reason. In the dream, he was in a world of frozen snow. He sat in a fortress and quietly looked at the dark sky through the iron fence, as if he was waiting for dawn.
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