I am a blogger with good looks, what's wrong with relying on my face to crush others?

"Yiling, my elder sister said your IQ test score was 180. Is that true?"

Little Fang Yiling, wearing a white shirt and overalls, stood dejectedly behind the easel, with his head hung and his hands behind his back, not saying a word.

He actually did some tricks during the test and deliberately got some questions wrong, but the results still seemed to shock these people.

The girl in front of him was wearing tennis sportswear and a high ponytail. She had a bright smile and had just come back from playing tennis. She was emitting heat all over her body. Her hands, which were covered with sweat, suddenly held his face and kneaded it freely.

"You're pretty good, little bastard, but you're still a little behind me. I'll buy you six walnuts to nourish your brain. Keep working hard!"

Fang Yiling's face flushed red, but his eyes were shining.

Surprisingly... I wasn't treated as a monster.

It was said online that any abnormal test results would be sent to a national research institute, so he had been very nervous these past few days.

"Nimeng...you won't...send Wo...away, will you?"

Little Fang Yiling was only five years old, with anxiety in his dark eyes. He spoke with a lisp and stared at the girl in front of him eagerly.

The girl was amused by him and tried to scare him, "Send it to where? Send it to the Monster Science Lab and have your brain dissected, this little monster with an extremely high IQ?"

Little Fang Yiling's hands trembled, and he was so scared that he grabbed the bottom of her skirt.

"elder sister……"

The girl laughed and pinched his glutinous rice dumpling-like cheeks, "Haha! Don't worry, I'm the biggest monster in this house. If you want to catch someone, you should catch me."

Little Fang Yiling opened her beautiful eyes, and her smile became illusory. His heart was shaking with anxiety, and he wanted to say no, his sister was not a monster, and none of them were.

The sunlight shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows onto his small figure, which gradually sprouted in the timeline. The little boy grew taller and his hair grew a little longer.

On that sunny afternoon, he was writing and drawing at the table. Sitting next to him, the young girl who had just reached adulthood rested her head on her hands. She was in a daze for an unknown amount of time before she suddenly said.

"Yiling, even though you don't admit it, you think you're smarter than me, right?"

Fang Yiling stopped writing and turned to look at her. Fang Yiling, who was almost 9 years old, was naturally different from the 5-year-old kid he was a few years ago. He had matured and grown a lot, and no longer worried that anyone would send him to the research institute.

The boy thought silently for a moment, then nodded.

The girl couldn't help but pinch his cheek again and chuckled, "You are quite arrogant, kid. Since you are so confident, how about we have a competition?"

"How about we solve one of the three unsolved mysteries in the history of mathematics, the Goldbach conjecture?"

The girl held her chin up and smiled like a fox. "Let's have a competition to see who can solve it first."

Fang Yiling looked at her for a few seconds and said directly, "You can't answer it."

The girl laughed out loud at his confident tone, "Okay, since you think you're smarter than me, solve it and see."

Fang Yiling hesitated. "I don't know if I can figure it out, but it's kind of pointless. Prime numbers are endless..."

The girl patted his head with one hand and said, "You're a genius, you'll definitely be able to figure it out."

Fang Yiling didn't say anything, her thick eyelashes trembled, and she accepted the challenge.

The girl picked up her bag and suitcase in one hand, and the housekeeper outside the door was urging her.

"Okay, I'm leaving for the airport. Yiling, take good care of yourself. In a year, you can apply to schools. Think carefully about which one you want to go to."

Fang Yiling nodded and watched her leave. When she was about to disappear, he suddenly felt panicky and shouted, "Third sister."

The girl turned her head in confusion, and the sunlight cast an almost psychedelic halo on her body.

He asked, "When will you come back next time?"

The girl was stunned for a moment, the smile on her lips still lingering as she said to him, "I'll be back when you solve the Goldbach conjecture. You have to keep working hard, Yiling."

Her smile was as bright as ever in the sunshine, but when she turned around, there seemed to be a hint of melancholy.

The man left, and the next time he came back was two years later.

She was 20 years old and Fang Yiling was 11 years old.

I heard that she had been in a minor car accident and had some memory loss. When her mother brought her to introduce him, she just glanced at him politely and gave him a friendly smile.

"Hello, Yiling."

Fang Yiling's joy froze at that moment. He just took a look and turned to leave, not paying any attention to the man's hand frozen in the air.

He knew that the person who came back was not the one he had made an appointment with, even though they had the same face.

Fang Yiling's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he came back to his senses from his memories.

He is almost 15 years old and has reached a height of meters. Now he can better protect what he wants to protect.

Fang Yiling picked up the books and computer on the ground, closed the thick notebook and stuffed it into his schoolbag.

He stood up, his overly long bangs covering his eyebrows and eyes, but the initial indifference was gone from his narrow eyes. Instead, they gradually reflected a clear reflection of the woman in front of him.

"Where are you going?"

He asked.

Fang Ke followed him up from the ground and patted the grass leaves on her body. She was a little surprised, "Wow, little darling, you don't want to continue solving the puzzle?"

Fang Yiling was a little unhappy with her address, but she didn't say anything. She just said, "I can't finish solving it today anyway, so I won't solve it anymore."

Fang Ke gave him a big thumbs up, "That's the right way to think. When one path is blocked, we must not get stuck in a dead end, but try another one. All roads lead to Rome, you know?"

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Fang Yiling was carrying a backpack on one shoulder, with the bag in her pocket, looking pretty cool.

Fang Ke was surprised to find that the other person was almost as tall as himself. The key point was that her boots today also had heels, so Fang Yiling was at least 175 cm tall.

This Fang family has really good genes.

Fang Ke followed him and said that they were going to the flower hall. Fang Yiling walked in front to lead the way.

Seeing his serious and dull expression, Fang Ke wanted to tease him, "Fourth brother, are you the most handsome boy in your school? How many love letters have you received from girls? Have you ever been in a relationship?"

"...I'm not the school idol, and I've never received a love letter."

Fang Ke was incredulous. "You are so pretty and straight, but you are not even the school hunk. Is your school hunk going to compete for the title of Asia's most handsome man?"

"..."

Fang Yiling said, "I didn't go to school, so I wasn't the most handsome boy on campus, and I didn't know any girls."

Fang Ke was even more surprised now, and couldn't help but stop and ask, "Why..."

At such a young age, why don’t you experience the collective life with your peers? No wonder you look so dull.

Fang Yiling lowered his eyes and said, "I can't adapt."

Fang Ke nodded, feeling a little distressed, but at least the Fang family respected their children's ideas. If he didn't want to go to school, they wouldn't force him to go.

Fang Ke's favorable impression of the Fang family continued to grow. She comforted him, "It's really nothing. You're such a genius, it doesn't matter whether you go to school or not. You must have taught yourself everything."

Fang Yiling answered every question, "Yes, I finished my university course when I was ten years old."

Fang Ke: “…”

Horror!

In which novel has the male protagonist gone to the wrong place?

She couldn't help but sigh, "As expected, cattle and horses travel in herds, while wild beasts travel alone. I am a pure representative of cattle and horses."