Song Xingchen usually likes to chat with his nephew, and he takes time to stay with him for a while every day, popularizes him with common sense, teaches him a few foreign language words, tells some interesting stories about physics and chemistry, etc.

His intelligence is not achieved overnight. In daily chatting, Song Xingchen is not talking nonsense. Good children are transformed little by little.

"Oh, what song did you sing?"

"You little boy, I'm carrying that schoolbag into the school..." The child's tender and clear singing rang in his ears.

Listening to his singing, Song Xingchen's lips always had an indelible smile. Now he has a simple heart and nothing else except for the indelible regrets that his parents' death brought him.

Song Xingchen won't do too much. In the future, except for emotional problems, she will be unable to solve them, and will ensure that there will be no worries in other aspects.

After get off work, they are all aunts and nephews, and Song Xingchen basically won’t take the institute’s work home.

Song Linyuan is still young now, and it is the infancy of the three views. She is willing to spend more time on her nephew.

If the three views in the early stage are well shaped, as long as there is no earth-shaking impact in the later stage, it will basically not go any further.

Walking into the alley, I saw a woman holding a child from afar, standing at the door of her house with a cloth bag hanging on her shoulder, and an old woman was pulling her next to her.

"Cuifen, do you really want to leave your mother alone?"

The woman was crying and felt particularly aggrieved, "Mom knows that Huazi is sorry for you, but she also beat him. Just forgive him. He knows that he is wrong, mom begs you."

The woman looked back at the man squatting at the door of the house, and her anger and grievance were intertwined. The tears on her face could not be stopped. Even the three or two-year-old child in her arms also cried loudly. For a moment, the alley was in chaos, attracting the villagers in front and behind to check, or to watch from afar.

Song Xingchen had long since become curious about such human fireworks. He calmly led his nephew who was curious and frequently turned his head to check, and walked around the second alley ahead and returned home.

"Aunt, what happened there?"

"Don't worry too much about other people's family affairs." Song Xingchen pinched his little hand, "The world is full of things, life is full of things, and every family has difficult scriptures to recite. When you encounter someone who falls on the road, you can help you, and when you encounter someone who is bullied, you can also help you. However, whenever you encounter family ethics problems, as long as you do not rise to physical conflict, don't meddle in other people's business."

"Oh!" the little guy nodded. Although he didn't understand very well, he knew that what his aunt said made sense, and he would definitely understand it himself in the future.

"Mo Wuqian knows taekwondo and karate. Do you want to learn from him?" Song Xingchen asked.

"What is that?" the young master asked curiously.

"...self-defense." When he had a little foundation, she would systematically teach this child martial arts, not the kind of simplified martial arts.

Don’t think about the kind of qi that leads into the body. This world is a world without spiritual power. It is impossible for spiritual bodies to exist, and it is even more impossible to practice.

Even a mere dead soul can't accommodate it, so there is no need to count on anything else.

However, as long as the martial arts and swordsmanship she taught were able to achieve great success, it would be enough to look down on this world in hand-to-hand combat.

However, when facing bullets, if you have the ability to dodge, you will still be fatal if you are knocked down.

The young master pondered for a moment, "Aunt, I have learned self-defense. Can Zhang Qiang be unable to beat me?"

"Yes!" she nodded.

"Then I'll learn." The young master nodded happily, "Let Uncle Mo teach me when he gets home."

When he returned home, Mo Wuqian came up to him.

"Miss, Mr. Ye has brought people back, so I have arranged them in the company."

"Okay!" Song Xingchen nodded, "I'll be busy tomorrow's work and can't be delayed. I'll go to the company for an interview the day after tomorrow."

Cao Yong called the president of the Chinese Academy of Sciences that night and told him about the content of his chat with Song Xingchen in the afternoon.

When President Zhou of the Chinese Academy of Sciences heard this, he didn't know how to express his feelings for a moment.

At present, everything is in progress abroad, and many scientific research projects are in the exploration stage.

Now a little girl suddenly appeared. She first helped them develop chip technology, and then told them that they could not only build chips, but also make airplanes, and even military-friendly products.

So, what do they do? So many scientific research masters add up, aren’t as good as a minor girl?

On the one hand, I lost my own abilities and on the other hand, I was shocked by the other person's knowledge. What is wrong with this?

"Old Cao, I discussed this with the people above. The most important thing is to develop the chip first. As long as the chip we independently develop is successful, we will no longer be controlled by others. In the past two days, I will hold a seminar on aircraft manufacturing with the above."

Cao Yong believed that Song Xingchen had this ability, otherwise she would not have been able to open her mouth. Once the stuff is exposed, it would not be of any benefit to her.

He believed that the superiors would also make corresponding countermeasures on this, at least they would not treat this little girl seriously.

People like them know the country's desire for talents.

As long as you can contribute to this country, they will protect you well or even provide for it.

Even if you cannot make any contribution to the country, the country will protect you very well.

Living in this land will be protected by this country.

It was too late, so Dean Zhou hung up the phone and did not contact the superiors, thinking of going there in person the next day.

Mo Wuqian took advantage of his spare time to go to the town education department to help consult Song Xingchen's questions about taking the college entrance examination next year. When Mayor Hou heard this, he didn't say anything and asked someone to send Song Xingchen's information to the town high school. At the same time, he knew that she was very busy and even exempted from going to the school to take the exam, as long as she took the college entrance examination on time next year.

A girl who can work with national-level researchers to study projects, can find her academic performance?

Instead of wasting time at school, it is better to follow the steps.

In Mayor Hou’s opinion, Song Xingchen was so powerful that he could not teach the teachers in the school at all.

Mayor Hou was so nervous about the appearance of such a treasure in his town, afraid that she would leave one day.

Thinking of her buying a piece of land, the company was about to build it on the town. Mayor Hou was so happy that he was very happy. After all, he was their local future "entrepreneur". Once he succeeded, he, the mayor, could also be appreciated by the superiors. Therefore, as long as Song Xingchen wanted to do, as long as he did not violate his responsibilities, Mayor Hou would be satisfied.

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Thank you for the rewards from Feng Hui and Lan Qian in one shot, Taogong Xiaolizi, qhj821123, Gan Yan and other little fairies.

Some people say that the heroine has too strong aura and will have too many. Will she be suspected of being so young?

There will definitely be doubts, but her ability is here and can create value, and doubts are useless.

As long as she can contribute to this country, no matter how suspicious the superiors doubt it, they will not touch her.

On the contrary, if you have no value and still jump around, you won’t live long.
Chapter completed!