Autistic genius, a flourishing era of scientific research

"Yanyan, are you done with the painting?"

As soon as he returned to the house, Jiang Xiaowen started calling Jiang Yan from the door before he even walked into the living room.

Jiang Yan had just torn the part that they couldn't let them see into pieces and threw it into the trash can. When she heard the sound, she walked over with the notebook and handed it to Jiang Xiaowen.

So that he wouldn't keep chasing her for it.

"Give."

Just as Jiang Xiaowen was about to take it, Si Cizhan snatched it away.

He had no choice but to hand the water in his hand to Jiang Yan and put the knife aside.

Then they walked over and sat side by side on the sofa to watch together.

Jiang Xiaowen wanted to look at the first two pages, but Si Ci Zhan skipped the electric fan in front and turned to the back to look at the picture of the radio she had drawn and the dimensions marked on it.

Si Cizhan flipped through the first two pages too quickly, and Jiang Xiaowen only saw a fleeting glimpse of words, unable to make out what they were.

Now I can see clearly what Jiang Yan drew.

He was stunned. He looked at the picture in the notebook and then at the radio on the low table.

"What is this? A graph of radio data?"

It was so professional that when he first saw it, he thought it was some confidential blueprint.

"Yeah." Si Cizhan naturally had no interest in the components and blueprints of the radio. He simply wanted to know the extent of Jiang Yan's talent.

After looking at it, he gave the notebook to Jiang Xiaowen and compared the length, width, height, etc. of the radio.

Without a ruler, he could only make a rough estimate, but he was also sure that the data marked by Jiang Yan was basically the same.

Even if there is, it is only a few centimeters at most.

He was neither a machine nor a ruler, so he naturally couldn't be completely sure whether Jiang Yan's data was completely consistent or just a little off.

"Really? Was this also painted by Yanyan?"

Jiang Xiaowen turned to the fan picture in the front.

I drew two pages, a whole page.

The data is extremely clear and can be taken to the factory to make guidance drawings for fan manufacturing.

Directly restore the fan on her paper, even the parts inside are the same.

"Are there really such things on the radio?"

Jiang Xiaowen even felt that what she drew was unfamiliar. He had played with the radio before, but it didn't seem to have these things?

"Yes, but they are grouped together on the radio."

Si Cizhan nodded, then pressed the button on the radio, selected a station and listened to the broadcast.

This is a music radio station, playing melodious music. The female voice is light and powerful, and the singing is very elegant and full of charm.

"She took the radio and the electric fan apart. Then she drew it."

“There’s not much difference in size.”

“I have an extraordinary keen eye for numbers.”

Si Ci Zhan remembered that she also classified emotions by labeling them with numbers.

He now even had some doubts that in her eyes, the world was just made up of data.

Just like the framework built before a high-rise building is completed.

The world in her eyes is based on this framework and data.

Because Jiang Yan was thirsty and hot, she kept drinking water in front of the fan while cooling her eyes, thinking about the final plan.

These appliances are not complex and have few functions, which means that there is little room for improvement.

No matter how powerful she is, without changing or adding to the functions of the fan, she can at most make it spin faster and blow stronger.

We can start from saving energy, reducing volume, reducing weight, refining wind control, and electrical safety.

She actually wants to add more functions to the electric fan, but currently has no particularly good optimization ideas.

She was thinking about what functions to add, how to do it appropriately, and how to avoid adding unnecessary functionality.

"Tear down the radio?!"

Jiang Xiaowen was reading with great interest. When he heard Si Cizhan's words, he was startled at first, then he looked at the electric fan and radio that were still usable, and felt relieved.

I couldn't help but say to Si Cizhan:

"Aren't these all new? You're such a spendthrift! What if my sister breaks them? We'll have to buy new ones."

It certainly cannot be said that his sister was a spendthrift. If it was demolished, it must be Si Ci Zhan's fault for not stopping it.

Si Ci Zhan said:

"I'm not a spendthrift, how could I know she has this talent?"

“It’s not like we can’t afford it.”

"That's right." Jiang Xiaowen agreed and joked, "If it breaks, you pay for a new one. You're the boss."

If it were him, Jiang Yan wouldn't stop him if he wanted to dismantle it, as long as he didn't get hurt.

If it is broken, take it back to be repaired and continue using it.

If it can't be repaired, sell it as scrap and buy a new one.

There is always a solution anyway, but no one chose to stop Jiang Yan from demolishing it.

Si Cizhan was also feeling hot, so he fiddled with the radio for a while, then ran to Jiang Yan and squatted down to enjoy the breeze together, saying calmly:

"Make some room for me."

Jiang Yan glanced at him and moved aside. Si Cizhan was standing beside her, enjoying the breeze, and asked her:

"You can tell how long and high these things are just by looking at them?"

"Yeah." Jiang Yan nodded and took a sip of water.

Aren’t these the basic data of all objects in the world?

It is also her most basic ability.

It is of little use to master these. For many substances, what is important is not the size data, but the data inside the object.

Such as composition, arrangement structure and so on.

Even if she used her mental power, there were times when she was unable to detect the existence inside that was too complex.

Experimental research is needed to assist.

Si Ci Zhan wanted to say something, maybe he wanted to exclaim in amazement, or maybe he wanted to praise, but in the end he said nothing and just sat on the ground with her, enjoying the breeze in front of the fan.

After Jiang Xiaowen finished reading the charts and data in the notebook, he stood up and sat down on the other side of Jiang Yan.

Returned the notebook to Jiang Yan.

His mood now was extremely delicate. He felt that his sister was amazing and needed to be trained intensively.

But I don’t know what to cultivate. After all, isn’t it just about looking at the real thing and drawing a picture?

After thinking about it, I still thought about studying.

She excelled in her studies, so naturally people would pay attention to her. So Jiang Xiaowen told Jiang Yan:

"You can't use the fan like this every day when you're at school. You have to keep it up while you're studying in the classroom."

"Just because you learn quickly doesn't mean you should relax. If you have the talent, you should work even harder and not let your natural abilities go to waste."

People have to move forward.

Jiang Xiaowen could already imagine the heights she could reach.

No, he felt that he could not imagine the heights Jiang Yan could reach.

"As for me, your brother, I skipped classes a lot in high school. I was impatient when I was in school, and now I regret it, you know? So now I'm in the army every day, and I have to study."

"The same goes for Si Cizhan. He had good grades in high school, but he didn't go to college. He's still studying now."

"What the books say is true. You can keep learning as long as you live. Only in this way can you keep on learning and not go astray."

Only in this way can we stay sober and avoid making wrong choices at a certain stage in our life.

Jiang Xiaowen started talking about life and ideals again. Whenever there was a problem with someone in the team, it was usually him, the deputy captain, who went to talk to them.

He and Si Cizhan play the good cop and the bad cop respectively. Most of the time, Si Cizhan is in charge of training and he is in charge of people.

Jiang Yan didn't say anything the whole time, just occasionally drinking a sip of water to cool off.

Jiang Xiaowen bought frozen water, which melted a little after a while and tasted sweet.

It was so cold that Jiang Yan's lips became darker because of the cold. Her lips were bright red, as if she had applied lipstick, making them look a bit gaudy.

Obviously, it was frozen by the water.

Si Cizhan reached out and took her bottle of water and put it aside:

"Drinking while the fan is on?"