Marquis Wu sent Zhuge Dali to visit the old heavenly master

The Tsundere Denial that Meng Lang was expecting did not happen.

Zhuge vigorously avoided his gaze and straightened his face to look straight ahead, but he didn't mean to avoid his question, he opened his vermilion lips and said a word slowly: "Yes."

Silly girl, you've had a blast of fear in the claustrophobic space, you're probably still in palpitations now.Let alone a human being, if a live mouse appears now, you will feel that it has a pretty face!

Seeing Zhuge Dali trying to pretend to be calm, Meng Lang laughed from the bottom of his heart as he looked at Zhuge's little eyes that were already panicking.

Let you call me a scumbag yesterday, retribution!

Being able to use the simple suspension bridge effect to bluff a top student of this level, the Sa family is worth it in this life!

Seeing the panic hidden under the calm appearance of the little girl, Meng Lang didn't hold on to her and made further teasing.

After all, it's hateful to be angry with others, and it's a bad thing to moles a little girl.

The big devil must have grace, it is impossible to be obscene.

Meng Lang put his fingers together as if knocking on the door, taking advantage of the opportunity when the little girl was in a panic and didn't dare to look at him, he tapped her on the head lightly, then raised his hands to his ears in a gesture of surrender, and quickly moved before the little girl could react. Back off to show that he wasn't trying to take advantage of her.

Immediately afterwards, under Zhuge Dali's gaze, he moved a chair from the side and sat opposite the little girl.

Then, without waiting for her to ask, Meng Lang said first, "Because I knocked you on the head so hard, are you wondering why instead of being angry, I feel an indescribable sense of satisfaction?"

Zhuge Dali raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard the words, his eyes finally lost his calm when he looked at Meng Lang, and asked eagerly, "Why?"

"Because this is also a kind of communication, an equal communication." Meng Lang spread his hands, raised his eyebrows and asked a digression, "Student Zhuge, you should know about savant syndrome, right?"

Zhuge Dali nodded immediately and said: "Of course I know! Savant Syndrome refers to people who have cognitive impairments, but have superhuman abilities in a certain aspect."

"About 10 out of [-] people with autism are also patients with savant syndrome. They often outperform ordinary people in some special tests and are called idiot geniuses."

"Excellent, this kind of unorthodox knowledge is so rare, he is indeed a well-known SSR-level academic master!" Meng Lang clapped his hands and praised Zhuge Dali for his profound knowledge.

"Meng Lang! You know that's not what I want to hear! Tell me quickly, what's my problem!" Zhuge Dali had already started to go crazy, and at this moment the girl finally completely lost her disguise called "calmness".

Meng Lang waved his hands as if surrendering: "Okay, since you have already lost the protective shell of Gao Leng, then I don't need to whet your appetite any more."

"But to remind you, you should also feel a little bit. You have a little sign of savant syndrome, but it's not serious. Of course, your main problem is not this."

"As for me, I don't want to play tricks like a charlatan and pretend I know everything. Now let me tell you about my profiling process, and you'll understand when your thoughts flow." Meng Lang compromised road.

"Say it!" Zhuge Dali gave Meng Lang a small look angrily.

"First, you agreed to go on a blind date today, which means that at least you feel that your own orientation is the opposite sex, so your aesthetics will undoubtedly tend to conform to the public's aesthetics. Do you admit this?" Meng Lang said with a serious look.

Zhuge vigorously nodded slightly.

"Okay, although you usually don't mean to show off much, but judging from your dress and tone of voice, I judge that at least from your point of view, you consider yourself a beautiful woman, right?"

"Is there any problem?" Zhuge Dali was thoughtful.

"It's a big problem. With your intelligence and eyesight, you don't know the size of your eyes, and you shouldn't be so confused that you think your figure of A is in line with the mainstream aesthetics of men today."

Meng Lang ignored the little girl's angry eyes, and said frankly, "But even so, you still think you fit the category of beauty, so the first key piece of information I deduce is that you are not a perfectionist!"

"Very clear logical thinking, continue."

"Once you get the first accurate conclusion, you can compare it with the existing conditions."

"Then comes the second point. Since you are not a perfectionist, the rumors about you circulating on campus are worth paying attention to."

"Last night I checked on the campus forum of Jiaotong University. It is rumored that you are not only obsessed with learning all kinds of knowledge, but also spend time and effort on internships and research. You must know that with your IQ, it is impossible to think that you will never Take these occupations that you practiced."

"And even if you are willing to spend time studying out of thirst for knowledge, you can't explain why you wasted time researching. After all, you are not a perfectionist, and your desire to collect should not be strong."

After the old god Meng Lang threw out this long-winded speech on the ground, he picked up the water cup next to him and took a sip of water to moisten his throat. He didn't notice the complicated eyes that Zhuge Dali looked at him when he raised his head to drink the water.

"So, to sum up your second conclusion, I got two more clues that you are deliberately wasting your time, and your purpose of learning all kinds of miscellaneous knowledge is not pure."

"So you think the purpose of my internship is not to learn, but to deliberately waste time?"

I think it's a ghost, everyone has this kind of quirk, and nerds are not perfectionists, and they don't waste time collecting figurines. Who stipulates that if you are not a perfectionist, you can't have a collection habit?

Although he complained in his heart, Meng Lang pretended to nod his head firmly.

"Then why should I deliberately waste time?" The little girl had already begun to doubt whether she knew herself or not.

"Originally, I just had an immature guess, but just when I hit you on the head, I have already confirmed that my guess is correct"

Chapter 11 Meng Lang: How can people be so prone to schizophrenia?

Meng Lang seemed to be very proud of his wit, but when he came back to his senses, Zhuge vigorously rubbed the spot on his head with a little resentment in his eyes.

"Ahem! Don't pay attention to those details."

"According to my judgment, the reason why you study on the spot instead of watching teaching videos is because you enjoy the feeling of communicating with others on an equal footing at work."

"Similarly, being teased within the baseline range will also make you feel enjoyable, which is why the rumored Zhao Haima confessed to you more than 100 times, even if you don't like him anymore, you didn't tear yourself apart. .”

"Because when he confesses to you, you will be surrounded by other students, and when you are surrounded, you can feel the gossip in the eyes of the people around you."

With that said, Meng Lang patted the little girl's shoulder.

"That gossipy look gives you a sense of equality, that deep down you long for friends, not admirers."

Zhuge Dali was startled when he heard the word "friend", and lowered his eyes slightly.

Meng Lang looked at her words and felt that this little girl might have really been led astray by his nonsense, so he carefully considered his words and decided to lead her further.

"You don't have to think that you are abnormal, after all, you are also a human being, and the desire of social animals to communicate is an instinct burned in human genes."

"Instinct is a very powerful thing. For example, an independent and intellectual girl like you may subconsciously yearn for a weak and emotional self."

"Maybe that weak and emotional Zhuge Dali will revolt one day." Meng Lang thought he was humorously joking.

"You mean that I will be schizophrenic?" the girl shivered slightly, afraid.

Meng Lang quickly waved his hand: "I'm just analyzing the possibility reasonably. It's not easy for people to become schizophrenic."

Zhuge Dali didn't seem satisfied with Meng Lang's answer, and he still looked worried.

After pondering for a while, she asked again: "Then you said that my research was a waste of time, and why?"

Meng Lang had already drank the water in the glass at this time, and he stretched long: "Yeah!"

"This question is even simpler. Sister Dali, you have skipped grades since you were a child, right?"

"Well, that's right."