Brainoid

Things about the cynomolgus monkey experiment are still being arranged in an orderly manner. However, the last encounter with his cousin Ding Wenjing at the flower supermarket added another thing to Qi Min's currently not so leisurely life.

On weekends, the kindergarten has a double break, and Qi Min and Anton take Mimi out to play. There happened to be a free outdoor sports ground not far from the community with a table tennis table, so they brought their rackets and balls and a small bench to teach Mimi how to play table tennis.

Mimi is still too short, and she can only reach the height to swing the racket on the table by standing on the bench. However, even so, Anton still insisted on teaching her to catch the ball step by step.

The little girl used to practice on a shorter coffee table and has already learned how to serve, but now it doesn't seem so strenuous to learn to catch the forehand. On the opposite side, Qi Min fed the golf balls one by one, landing them on a fixed point, and asked Mimi to hit the ball back according to the fixed movements taught by her father.

After practicing like this for more than half an hour, Mimi began to feel bored. Moreover, teaching children how to play big ball is actually a bit boring. Anton said to the little girl: "Mimi, can you take a break first and see how mom and I play?"

When Qi Min heard what he said, he smiled provocatively: "Your courage to seek abuse is really touching."

"It doesn't matter who is abusing whom." Anton also challenged back, "How long has it been since you played ball?"

It may have been more than a year. Qi Min did sometimes play table tennis with Anton when he was studying for his Ph.D. - it is a stereotype that Chinese people can play table tennis to some extent. But since Qi Min started writing her article that was rejected N times, she basically stopped spending time on sports activities. I couldn't even imagine this after returning to China.

However, it turned out that even though Qi Min had not touched a table tennis ball for a year and made many more mistakes when he picked up the racket, it was still relatively easy to beat Anton.

After the game ended, Anton was a little doubtful about life: "Have you practiced specifically since you came back?"

"No." Qi Min asked calmly, "You should have practiced in private, right?"

Table tennis is a skill sport. There is a big difference between playing casually by yourself and practicing specifically. Qi Min could feel it when playing with Anton. He must have specially practiced his skills, and he did not just rely on his reaction ability to catch the ball like before.

"Of course I have practiced - I still have to teach Mimi." Anton admitted.

Qi Min didn't quite understand why he had to teach Mimi how to play table tennis at first, but when he thought about it carefully, he suddenly understood. Mimi's legs will never return to those of a healthy child, and her ability to exercise in the future will definitely be affected. In this case, Mimi is unlikely to play "big balls" like football and volleyball in the future. Among the "small balls", badminton also requires high leg mobility, which means table tennis is more suitable.

In order not to be at a disadvantage when getting along with other healthy children, Mimi may have to do better than most of her peers in a certain aspect of sports in order to gain the respect of her peers.

Thinking of this, Qi Min couldn't help but feel a little sad and guilty. Although Mimi seems to be very happy now, there are some things that cannot be made up for.

But that's not what Anton cares about now: "Have you really never practiced since you came back?"

"Really not." Qi Min explained helplessly, "Do you think I'm more tricky at catching the ball? That's a normal phenomenon. Because you finally learned to catch the ball according to the 'routine', and I can finally use more advanced techniques. It’s a ‘routine’.”

Really, even if Qi Min learned the backhand twist in table tennis class in college, he would not be able to use Anton's style of play before.

"You are too 'conventional'." Anton couldn't help but say. He also learned to use the word "routine".

"This is the routine." Qi Min said rather arrogantly, "If nothing else, I will teach Mimi a few spin tricks, and I will ensure that my daughter can abuse you like a child."

"Even if she can, it's because my daughter is smart." Anton turned to Mimi, who was watching from the side and said, "Mimi, do you understand?"

The little girl held her children's racket and asked innocently: "Is this 'vegetarian abuse'?"

This was an unintentional mockery of Anton. Although Qi Min kept making mistakes in this game, he didn't actually appear to be very strong.

"Mimi, a normal competition is not 'torture.'" However, Qi Min still had to say something normal to her daughter, "As long as you abide by the rules and go all out, winning will bring glory, and losing will also lose with dignity."

The little girl didn't quite understand, but she nodded anyway.

After that, Anton continued to teach her to catch the ball with her forehand, while Qi Min fed the ball to her on the opposite side as a sparring partner.

Just when Mimi finally learned a little bit and was able to swing the racket and catch the ball by herself, Qi Min's cell phone in his coat pocket suddenly started to vibrate. She was distracted and failed to catch the ball hit by Mimi. The little girl immediately raised her head and said "Yeah".

Qi Min put down her racket and took out her mobile phone. She was surprised to see that the caller ID was her own mother's number.

Taking a deep breath, Qi Min praised Mimi, then turned around and answered the phone: "Hey, Mom, what's wrong?"

"Lele, you've been back for so long, how are you now?" Qi Min's mother, Ms. Zhu Shaoqiong, asked with concern.

"It's... okay." Qi Min had already told her parents on WeChat about her job search and other matters. She also explained that her salary can support herself and her parents don't need to worry about it for the time being.

"Are you busy at work? It's almost the end of the year, why don't you go home sometime?" Ms. Zhu Shaoqiong said.

Qi Min couldn't find any other reason, so he could only make an excuse: "I'm quite busy..."

"No matter how busy you are, you have to go home, right?" Ms. Zhu Shaoqiong said, "Wenwen told me that she met you outside. It seems that she was not busy until two o'clock and one line."

Qi Min knew that Ding Wenjing would definitely have to "report" to her parents. But there was nothing he could do about it. After all, Ding Wenjing didn't know that Qi Min hadn't returned to her home for such a long time.

Qi Min turned around and glanced at Anton and Mimi on the other side of the table tennis table.

Although her boyfriend is very good-looking and her daughter is also very cute, no matter how you look at it, at least in terms of appearance, they are definitely not pure Chinese. I'm afraid Qi Min's parents are unlikely to immediately accept that she has found an "American boyfriend" and "given birth" to an "American daughter." It would still be too inappropriate to arrange a meeting rashly.

So Qi Min said to Ms. Zhu Shaoqiong on the other side of the phone: "Mom, I'm quite busy at the end of this semester... How about I take some time to go home? But I guess I won't stay long..."

"Okay, are you free tomorrow?" Ms. Zhu Shaoqiong said immediately, "Let's go home and have a meal so we can see how you are really doing."

I gave up the experiment and went to Chengdu (Buddhist style.jpg)