Autistic genius, a flourishing era of scientific research

"But you know, it's an illness." Despite having experienced that kind of condition, Jiang Yan didn't actually have any lasting impact on her own pathological flaws. After all, she always faced problems and solved them. Once the onset of the illness was over, it was also resolved, and she no longer cared about it.

She was busy in various fields in the interstellar world, and Ben rarely had such situations.

So in response to Si Ci Zhan's words, she told him directly, making it sound as if she was not the one who was sick.

Then she suggested, "You can cry in this room and then go out."

She still remembered that Si Cizhan climbed through the window in the middle of the night and looked like he wanted to cry, but in the end he didn't cry.

"This is the second time. I think you need to vent your emotions," she said firmly.

This made Si Ci Zhan feel a little amused and helpless, and he felt a little sad for some reason. His vision seemed to blur for a moment, but only for that moment.

Probably because of his unrequited love.

"Why would I want to cry?" He pursed his lips. "Is it really incurable?"

This is what he asked himself.

He did try to find some doctors who had knowledge of the subject, and they all said that it could be treated, but the likelihood of a cure was uncertain, and that treatment was best started in childhood.

childhood?

But Jiang Yan is already an adult.

So this cure, which was originally uncertain, became incurable.

Jiang Yan also gave an answer: "No."

"Then, you will never fall in love with anyone." Si Cizhan looked at her. A feeling that would never be reciprocated. Even he couldn't help but want to retreat when he thought of such a future.

Si Ci Zhan tightened his grip on the door handle a little more, and the veins on the back of his hand, which had no fat at all, bulged.

The eyes of the young man standing by the door for a long time became increasingly deep, and one could vaguely see the complex emotions entangled in the depths of those eyes. When it comes to love, Si Ci Zhan naturally hopes that he can take it up and let it go.

He also needed to make the most appropriate and rational judgment, but he liked her and couldn't make up his mind in front of her, so he asked:

"You said you wanted me to continue liking you. What if my answer is 'no'?"

Jiang Yan said, "Whether to continue is of course up to you. I can't control your emotions. I'm just making a choice that's beneficial to me."

"...Not necessarily." Si Cizhan laughed lightly. Who said she couldn't control his emotions? "I'll think about this carefully."

This is very important to him and may affect the rest of his life.

Realizing this, Si Ci Zhan looked at her again with a gaze that was almost farewell, and it was at this moment that his eyes were blurred by the warm haze.

"Yanyan, if I decide to live an ordinary life, like other comrades in the army, and get married and have children with the one I love, I will choose not to continue to like you."

People are really strange.

He was clearly able to face danger without fear and was not afraid of death for Jiang Yan, but at this moment he was afraid of that invisible and intangible emotion.

As the hot and wet tears slid down his face and dripped onto the ground, Si Cizhan lowered his eyes. After one or two drops of clear tears dripped from his long eyelashes, his vision became clear again.

Jiang Yan tore off a few rolls of toilet paper from the table and walked to the door to hand them to him. "Then I hope you can wait a little longer before finding a partner. This affects how long I can continue to receive pocket money from you."

Si Cizhan took the paper and wiped his face carelessly. He really wanted to call her a bastard after hearing this. He pursed his lips tightly and pinched the paper towel that had softened after being wetted. He said:

"With your current status, you shouldn't need my pocket money, right?"

"While conducting research, money can sometimes become insufficient. Besides, even in my situation, living isn't just about research expenses."

Si Cizhan nodded, thinking that she was indeed greedy for a comfortable living environment.

"Don't worry, there's no sign of a partner yet." Discussing his future partner with her made Si Cizhan feel uncomfortable, but he went along with her and then reached out for the "pocket money" she wanted, without even checking how much it was. He probably had put all the money he had in his pocket there. "Take it for now. I might not see you again for a while after I return to the team."

Jiang Yan took it without hesitation, "If you have any questions about the research on the command system of spatial force, you can ask me through a letter like the people in the research institute did."

Then she thought, writing a letter is really troublesome, "I can also call."

But the communication technology in this era was really limited, not to mention confidentiality. Based on her interstellar experience, military personnel's communications naturally tended to be more secret.

In her current research on transportation and other areas, perhaps she should also consider communications.

"That's it for now."

Si Cizhan felt that he had almost recovered, and it was natural that he would adjust his condition quickly, so he planned to leave. He subconsciously raised his hand to rub her head as he usually did, but it stopped in mid-air. Jiang Yan glanced at him and then he withdrew his finger:

"When you get to college, study hard... and do research well."

When Si Cizhan went out, Jiang Xiaowen was helping Zhao Fangfang cook in the kitchen. It was time for lunch.

He didn't go over, but called Jiang Xiaowen directly in the living room: "I have something to do and I have to go back to the army first. Don't be too late to return to the team."

It is okay to return to the team in these two days. After all, they have just completed an important mission, and they actually have these few days of vacation after the mission.

"Hey, stay and have lunch before leaving--" Jiang Xiaowen immediately chased after him when he heard it. He knew that since they were in the same team, even if Si Cizhan was anxious, he didn't have to rush for this meal.

Unless it is a brand new urgent task.

But Si Cizhan still didn't stay. Jiang Xiaowen chased him out, only to see his back as he hurried down the stairs. Finally, he shouted to the invisible figure who had just turned the corner on the stairs:

"Er Niang and Yan Yan are going to Sijiu City the day after tomorrow. I'll be back the day after tomorrow after sending them off. Don't be so busy and forget about it."

This was just the right time to return to the team. In his opinion, Si Ci Zhan would of course go to the train station to see him off.

After turning the corner, Si Cizhan paused for a moment, then continued to go downstairs, but the news that Jiang Yan was leaving Xiaoyu City for Sijiu City was still echoing in his mind.

-

Qin Yuxin is reading the newspaper at home.

The house has been very lively these days, with many relatives coming. The college entrance examination results have been released, and she is naturally among the top. As she expected, the top scorer is Jiang Yan.

After all, Jiang Yan was impeccable except for her composition.

With nearly a year of writing training, even ordinary people would be able to use templates, let alone Jiang Yan.

As for the rankings of the others, there was no suspense as they were all following Jiang Yan's name. Qin Yuxin had the illusion that this year's college entrance examination was dominated by their scientific research team.

After the rebirth, the school's admission rate has increased a lot compared to the previous life, and the number of people admitted to universities has also increased a lot. The school's principal and teachers all have smiles on their faces.

Qin Yuxin also felt that at least she had pieced together and used the learning methods of later generations to drive the learning of the class, and then through the connection of teachers to drive the entire senior year of the school, all these things were not in vain.

She also predicted the college entrance examination questions, but the questions after her rebirth were different from those in her previous life.

Especially politics and mathematics.

It was probably influenced by Jiang Yan and others and the early implementation of the crackdown.

In short, these are just changes caused by the changes in people and events of the times. Fortunately, everyone studies hard in their daily lives. Even if she didn't guess a few questions correctly, it would not prevent those who study hard from getting better results than in their previous life.

After looking at her class's report cards, she found that many of her classmates had scored higher than she had in her previous life.

Jiang Yan and the others returned to Xiaoyu City and joined the welcoming team to celebrate. Qin Yuxin also mixed in the crowd.

She didn't go to the front, but just watched them get off the bus and leave in the crowd, feeling like she was witnessing history.

She was also certain that she was actually witnessing history.

For example, she is still holding the newspaper that reports on structural weapons. She reads it over and over again, and still cannot hide the shock in her heart.

What was the purpose of this for her?

Is this still the world she lived in in her previous life?

No, can you really study ghosts?

After rebirth, the country's military technology was vigorously promoted by the time-traveling boss?

"Could it be that more advanced guns have been developed in advance?"

"In fact, developing air force fighter jets is also possible."

"Of course, it would be even better if we could study aircraft carriers at sea!"

What the hell are structural weapons?

——This is not a humorous turn of events or irony, but Qin Yuxin’s true mental journey.

When she picked up the other newspapers on the table and took a look, she found that most of them were reporting on the country's diplomatic situation during this period.

Qin Yuxin doesn't have any feelings or sentiments towards countries like Country X or Country S, even though they are both socialist.

This was also caused by her experiences in her previous life.

In society, there are more conflicts of interest between people, not to mention exchanges between countries.

Talking about diplomacy based on sentiment or friendship is the most foolish behavior. No matter how many cloaks it is covered with or how much history is told, its essence is still about interests.

What's more, if we have to talk about history, in that period of history that is like a scar, how many countries in the same camp or their predecessors were once invaders of this land.

Of course, no matter what, if more third world countries can survive in this life than in her previous life, and do not fall one after another in 1989, it will not be a bad thing for her own country.

Especially now that the country has obviously begun to have some strength to stand above the international community, it does not have to be afraid of other powerful countries, nor does it have to rely on anyone as the boss or the center.

This is obviously a good thing.

There were many more things that Qin Yuxin could not judge, and this was not within her scope of command. What she really needed to prepare for now was how to plan her own future.

Just as she thought about these things clearly, Qin Yuxin heard her mother calling outside the door, and quickly put down the newspaper and ran out to help.

……

Canghai City

"My dear daughter, you go out early and come back late every day, what are you busy with?"

Ever since Jian Cong pointed at his nose and scolded him for not caring about his daughter at all, Jian Huating rarely took time out of his busy schedule to accompany his precious daughter.

But the current situation is that he is trying his best to make up for the companionship he did not give in the past, but Jian Cong goes out early and comes back late all day long. She used to find a store to do odd jobs. He, Jian Huating, has not lost his daughter's money, so why would she do odd jobs?

Naturally he disagreed.

Unfortunately, Jian Cong has become more and more rebellious since the injury. She doesn't listen to him at all. Not only does she insist on going to work, she also learns how to make clothes and design them.

Now Jane goes out early and comes back late, and every day she takes a few clothing design drawings and runs away.

Jian Huating had occasionally seen one or two pictures and discovered that his daughter did have some talent in this area. He also felt that it was better for Jian to spend time on this than to hang out in bars with those questionable students, so he did not stop her.

Jian Huating didn't see anyone at noon today, and only saw him in the evening. As soon as he saw Jian Cong, he couldn't help but speak.

Jian Cong said, "After this summer vacation, I'm going to school in Sijiu City. Please prepare a few more sets of clothes. I designed them myself. Dad, please take care of yourself in Canghai City."

"I have to make clothes this summer. If it's nothing important, don't bother me, Dad. Just go and do your own thing."

Jian Huating: “…”

Who was the person who was so bold and rebellious that he pointed at his nose and cursed him just a few days after he was discharged from the hospital last year?

He was really awakened by the scolding and realized how he had neglected his daughter. After all, Jian Huating still cared about his only daughter deep down.

But now Jian Cong ignored him again, which made Jian Huating feel helpless.

"Why bring so many clothes at once? You don't need to design and make them all yourself. I'll find someone to prepare them for you when the time comes—"

"Stop—" Jian Cong immediately interrupted Jian Huating, "That's different. I only make one of my designs, tailor-made to be unique and perfectly matched with different styles and elements in harmony. It's different from wearing the same clothes as everyone else on the street."

"Dad, don't worry about my clothes. Just focus on building your business so that I can rely on you later."

Jian Huating: “…”

No one knew how she came up with the word "parasite". After hearing Jian Cong's description, Jian Huating didn't know where to start criticizing him.

Although he had previously wanted to prepare property for his daughter's later life so that she would not have to worry about finances.

But after hearing what Jian Cong said, he couldn't help but say, "You are so disrespectful!"

Jian Cong followed him to the restaurant for dinner and didn't care about Jian Huating's words. His mind was full of thoughts about the new design.

She had to find a way to make a few more sets of clothes during the summer vacation. When she arrived in Beijing, she could use Aunt Zhao's relationship with her idol to let her idol wear various styles of clothes, skirts, etc. designed and made by her!

Aunt Zhao had brought the European-style New Year's suit to Xiaoyu City, but she didn't get to see it in person, let alone take pictures with her camera. Jane Cong felt so regretful that she almost wanted to bite her handkerchief and scream.

-

The second day after Jiang Yan and the others returned to Xiaoyu City was a fulfilling and exciting one.

As the top scorer in the college entrance examination in Xiaoyu City, Jiang Yan received a bonus and certificate personally delivered by the school principal and the director of the city administration department the next day, followed by reporters who came specifically to interview him.

This is a top student who won a gold medal in an international competition and topped the college entrance examination. The reporters were so excited to get the interview qualification that they felt like they were injected with chicken blood.

But Jiang Yan's reaction was relatively flat. She only answered a few questions in the reporter's interview. The reporter didn't want to keep asking questions and could only leave with regret.