I Don’t Want To Be Popular

Chapter 663 Black Technology·The Most Powerful Brain

He Meier frowned and whispered: "Why are Liang Hui and her mother here? They are so annoying to him."

"What is it for?" Chen Chuan asked.

"Liang Hui is my mother's friend. Liang Hui chases me, but I won't agree." He Meier said softly.

Chen Chuan nodded, he had seen this kind of thing a lot.

The parents knew each other and brought the younger generation together. Especially those whose families have some money prefer to get together.

"Mei'er, I'm not answering my calls or texting you? Come here quickly, your Aunt Wang and Liang Hui are here." He Mei'er's mother was dressed luxuriously, with fair skin and pretty features. She was obviously a noble lady.

"I'm driving in the car." He Meier greeted, "Hello Aunt Wang. Mom, let me introduce to you, this is Chen Chuan, a friend of our SJT club."

"Hello, aunt." Chen Chuan smiled slightly.

Meier's mother glanced at Chen Chuan and said with a smile, "It's Meier's friend. Please sit down. I'll make you tea. Whatever you want to drink."

"Chrysanthemum tea." Chen Chuan said.

"Yes." Meier's mother was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile.

Why are you so stunned? Mostly when asked like this, 99% of people will say "either" or "don't drink". It is rare to encounter someone who asks for something by name.

The young man named Liang Hui glanced at Chen Chuan with hostile eyes.

Chen Chuan thought to himself, He Mei'er, please don't use me as a shield.

He Meier whispered to Chen Chuan: "Brother Chen, I'm sorry, I bumped into you today. I might as well use you as a shield. Otherwise, Liang Hui keeps chasing me. It's so annoying. I'll treat you to dinner later."

"..." Chen Chuan cleared his throat and simply stopped talking, just standing there like a piece of wood.

Block it, it's the old shield anyway. At the end of the block, blocking others away, he would shoot through the heart with an arrow... People like He Meier knew what pain was.

He Meier said: "Mom, Aunt Wang, Liang Hui, I would like to formally introduce to you my new boyfriend, Chen Chuan, a newcomer to our supercar club. Mom, the great god I told you about is Rafa. He's the one who drives Reventon, SVJ63, GT2RS, and Aston Martin DBX. He's so handsome. He plays guitar very well.

"

As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell silent.

If eyes were like knives, Chen Chuan felt like he had been torn apart by Liang Hui and his son.

The eyes of these two people were scratching their bodies horizontally and vertically.

Mei'er's mother brought chrysanthemum tea and brewed it for Chen Chuan. She didn't say anything and just looked at Chen Chuan.

The sun is shining brightly in the lobby on the first floor of the villa.

The five of them stood looking at each other and it was quite awkward not to speak.

But fortunately, Chen Chuan's "anti-embarrassment" points are very high. As long as he is not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed.

Liang Hui's mother said: "Mei'er, your He family has a great career. Of course, our Liang family is not bad either. We can't be careless when it comes to raising offspring. Liang Hui graduated from Harvard and has been a top student since he was a child. Look at it. A prodigy who never forgets. He has just returned to China and you don’t know him well yet.”

Meier's mother said: "This really needs to be taken seriously. But Sister Wang, you always say that your son has an extraordinary memory. In fact, I have never seen it."

Liang Hui's mother smiled proudly: "Memory is a reflection of IQ. Have you seen "The Strongest Brain"? The child prodigy Zheng Cai went to Tsinghua University at the age of 19. He is a memory genius and can remember 100 numbers in 1 minute. My son Liang Hui is no better than that child prodigy. Difference."

"1 point, 100? Are there any irregular numbers?" Meier's mother was surprised.

Liang Hui's mother chuckled: "Yes, Meier's mother, you can randomly write one on the spot and test him."

"That's really a prodigy, incredible!" Meier's mother took out a pen and paper from the drawer and started writing erratically.

83279 50288 41971 69399 37510 58209 74944 59230 78164 06286 20899 86280 34825……

Liang Hui suddenly became a little nervous and stuttered: "Auntie, are you going to test me and this Chen Chuan on the spot? Is it a competition to recruit a bride?"

Meier's mother smiled: "No, Auntie just wants to meet the memory prodigy. Come on, I'll give you a minute, Liang Hui."

"Hey, okay." Liang Hui picked up the piece of paper and looked at it carefully with a frown.

He Meier and Chen Chuan looked at each other.

"Mom, what are you..." He Meier said.

Mei'er's mother glared at He Mei'er with a stern look, and her fierce aura made He Mei'er shut up immediately.

Chen Chuan was startled. This Mei'er's mother looked like a noble lady. When she stared at her, her aura was so scary. She looked like an iron lady who managed a company with thousands of people.

He Meier was so frightened by this look that she was like a docile little kitten and did not dare to say a word.

One minute's up.

Liang Hui handed the paper to Meier's mother, then closed his eyes and muttered silently very quickly: "83279 50288 41971 69399 37510 58209 74944 59230 78164..."

Mei'er's mother looked at the words on the paper, her expression becoming more and more surprised.

Liang Hui's mother looked proud.

He Meier had a dull look on her face. She really memorized it. Is that okay?

He Meier looked at Chen Chuan as if asking for help.

Chen Chuan also felt that Liang Hui had two brushes. In just one minute, he could write 100 irregular numbers. Memory King, this is not a level that normal people can achieve.

Liang Hui recited it in one breath.

"Okay!" Meier's mother exclaimed, "Although some of the numbers are wrong, it doesn't matter. The accuracy rate is over 95%! Liang Hui, you can do it!"

Liang Hui's mother said proudly: "So, the genes of future generations are very important. The He family and the Liang family need better genes to maintain their big business."

He Meier secretly tugged on Chen Chuan's clothes, her pitiful eyes full of help.

Chen Chuan was helpless. Who could compare to this thing? Can you compare it to something from the underworld?

Liang Hui looked at Chen Chuan proudly and provocatively, and said with a smile: "There are differences between people."

Chen Chuan scratched his nose with his fingers. He had eaten red fruits before and had a good memory, but he was too lazy to remember these numbers.

So I thought of [Micro Drone]...

That little prop...

...it seems to be useful for taking pictures.

Looking at He Meier's pitiful look, Chen Chuan cleared his throat and said: "...memory means nothing. As long as you have attended memory training classes as a child, there are rules to follow in remembering numbers. Auntie, that piece of paper just now Let me try the numbers. Give me 30 seconds and I will try to recite them backwards."

"30 seconds, memorize backwards?" Meier's mother stood up.

Liang Hui stood up without holding back: "Bragging!"

He Meier looked at Chen Chuan with surprise... Darling, Brother Chen still has this ability?

100 numbers, 30 seconds?

In fact, it is the same whether it is memorized backward or forward, it is 100 numbers.

I said I recited it backwards because I didn’t want to take advantage of Liang Hui’s recitation just now.

"Come on, Xiao Chen, try it, oh, 30 seconds. Auntie has never heard of it." Meier's mother handed over the paper with an excited look, "Let's get started."

Chen Chuan took the paper and glanced at it...the dense numbers made him dizzy.

But fortunately, there is a [Micro Drone]. That small prop, which he obtained yesterday, can last for 72 hours. It is still there, parked in his pocket.

Close your eyes.

Buzz!

When the [Micro Drone] is activated, its size N times smaller than a mosquito will not be noticed at all.

After the vision is connected with the props.

Chen Chuan opened his eyes, handed the paper to Meier's mother, and nodded.

Mei'er's mother looked at her watch. It had only been more than 20 seconds. Did she remember it?

Liang Hui and his son looked at Chen Chuan nervously.

Chen Chuan closed his eyes again and visually connected to the drone.

He controlled the drone to fly to Meier's mother's shoulder and captured the words on the paper.

"5187074999999837 2978049951 0597317328 1609631859..."

Chen Chuan kept chanting with his little mouth.

Liang Hui's mother also walked to Mei'er's mother and looked at the numbers on the paper.

He Meier also ran over to take a look.

Not even a single word is correct! And he speaks super fast! Just as I thought...

But Chen Chuan obviously had his eyes closed, and the paper was in Meier's mother's hand.

"Okay!" Meier's mother praised loudly, slapped her thigh, turned the paper over, and placed it on the coffee table.

"Uh..." Chen Chuan stopped abruptly. There seemed to be a dozen more numbers that he hadn't seen yet.

[Micro Drone] tried to get under the paper, but due to the light, angle, and distance, the numbers on the paper could not be seen.

A little embarrassing.

Chen Chuan simply opened his eyes and said, "Forgot the rest, hehe."

"A genius! A genius among geniuses! It doesn't matter if you forget. In more than 20 seconds, he memorized nearly 90 numbers, and every number was correct. The accuracy rate is 100%!" Meier's mother exclaimed.

Liang Hui and his son looked at each other in shock.

He Meier screamed: "Brother Chen is really amazing!"

"Who is not a master of memory?" Chen Chuan said lightly.

Liang Hui's face twisted and he said: "You, you just said that memorizing numbers can help you grasp the rules and can be cultivated. Let's compete in memorizing ancient Chinese prose again! Do you dare? Memorize a thousand words of ancient Chinese prose in five minutes!"

"What are you doing? I really thought this was a competition to recruit a bride. Can you marry Meier if you cross your back?" Chen Chuan looked at Liang Hui.

"I'm just asking you if you dare?" Liang Hui glared.

"Don't dare, don't dare, five minutes is too long, I... just two minutes is enough." Chen Chuan said.

Mei'er's mother disappeared.

The next moment, she appeared on the spot, holding a thick copy of "Zi Zhi Tong Jian" in her hand.

I believe no one can fully recite such a book of nearly 3 million words. You can't memorize it all in your lifetime, and there is no point in memorizing it.

Mei'er's mother opened an article casually and asked: "Which one of you will start this article first?"

"Master Chen, let's go first." Liang Hui sneered, "Two minutes to memorize a thousand words of ancient Chinese prose? Haha, don't brag too much?!"