Bestow Me a Love Like Wind

However, even though he sat down, the little guy's eyes were still looking at the Rubik's Cube. Leng Sicheng put down his chopsticks, his voice was a bit loud, and the little guy immediately looked back at him.

"Want to know how to crack this Rubik's Cube?" Lengscheng didn't look at him, but just asked faintly. Just as the little guy was about to nod, Lengscheng added: "Then you can eat well, and I will tell you after the meal. You, otherwise, you probably won't be able to make a fuss in your life."

This sentence was a bit awkward, and the little guy became unhappy, and immediately looked at Gu Qingqing. Gu Qingqing is helpless, son, I really don't know your mother.

Leng Sicheng also guessed what he meant: "Don't look at your mother, she won't. Eat well if you want to know, or I won't teach you."

The little guy had to lower his head, holding the bowl in his little hands, and almost buried his face in the rice bowl and ate rice.

Gu Qingqing saw him eating quickly, without adding any dishes, and was a little bit careful: "Eat slowly, eat more."

Leng Sicheng said again: "You must have rules when you eat, sit upright, and chew slowly."

Not to mention, the little guy who had just eaten quickly immediately sat upright, eating slowly one bite at a time, and surprised Gu Qingqing.

Although the son and husband are still not so peaceful together now, it is strange that he listens to what the husband says.

Sure enough, after the meal, the son looked excited, but he didn't dare to say anything to his husband, just holding the Rubik's Cube and standing aside expectantly. Leng Sicheng put down his chopsticks, elegantly drew a paper and wiped the stains on the corners of his mouth, and took a sip of water to rinse his mouth. Then he walked to his son: "The Rubik's Cube is a test of logical thinking ability. It's not that you just wander around It can be successful. This thing is equivalent to a math problem with a designed answer. As long as you know how to do this problem, you can quickly solve it. Just like this."

He took the child's Rubik's Cube and told him how to calculate it. He quickly solved it, but to his son, he was only four years old after all. After the mess, he was like a ball of yarn tangled together, colorful.

"It doesn't matter. I will write you the method, and you will follow this method every time."

Lengsicheng turned his head and picked up the small blackboard that the little guy usually used to practice calligraphy, and scribbled a series of numbers. The little guy is only four years old, and his head is big looking at these parsers. Leng Sicheng added another sentence at the right time: "Don't you understand? You don't understand too much. The Rubik's Cube is very simple. As long as you know the formula, you can solve it. There are more difficult ones, do you want to learn?"

The little guy nodded vigorously, but he still looked down at the Rubik's Cube, and Lengscheng rarely turned his head and taught him once by hand. After he finished fiddling, he immediately asked Lengscheng what was difficult to learn, and Lengscheng immediately played the game of Go at home.

"You know why people who are very good at chess are often very good. In addition to playing chess, they have to take steps, look at the overall situation, know how to give up when necessary, and have the vision of individual assault. The most important thing is calculation."

"Calculate?" The little guy didn't quite understand yet, with a puzzled look on his face.

"Yes, it is calculation. If you start, others may already be able to judge the next hundred and eighty moves from you. This depends on the memory of reciting the game record, on the momentary judgment, and on your overall view. And computing power. If you think one step more than others, it means you can stand taller and see farther than her. This is how you play chess, and so are people."