Autistic genius, a flourishing era of scientific research

Jiang Yan planned to send an anonymous letter. In addition to the drawings she sent out, she also kept a draft. She would not tear up the design draft this time, but keep it as evidence. One day in the future, she would disclose the identity of this anonymous code name, and then these things would serve as strong evidence.

It can also prevent your designs and research results from being plagiarized.

There was a small lockable cabinet in the bedroom where she lived, which was specially made by Si Cizhan and Jiang Xiaowen.

Both of them thought that the girl might want to put some private things there, and it would be bad if they saw it, so they asked a carpenter to order one during the summer vacation.

It’s not very big and fits neatly into the closet.

Jiang Yan put the entire draft of the design into a small cabinet and locked it, then put the letter on the bedside, took a shower, covered herself with a quilt, and went to sleep with the fan on.

The next morning, it was not yet completely light, but you could vaguely see the morning mist outside the window, a line of white in the sky, and the first light of dawn.

Jiang Yan got up, washed, and went downstairs with the letter. There was morning dew on her bicycle.

When she got up and saw the fog, she guessed it, so she took a dry towel downstairs, wiped the morning dew off the bicycle, and put the towel in the basket in front of the bicycle.

I unlocked my bicycle and rode towards the post office.

Yesterday, when they were walking on the street, they passed by the post office. Jiang Yan remembered the route clearly.

She went over and put the letter into the mailbox in front of the post office, then rode away on her bike.

There are a lot of letters in the mailbox. In this era, sending letters is the main way of communication.

Not everyone has a telephone at home, and not everyone chooses to make a phone call.

A letter is enough to express my love and concern.

When Jiang Yan was going back, she happened to meet Lu Ze who was sending Lu Qinghuan over. Seeing that she had gone out so early, Lu Qinghuan hurried to her side and asked her what she had been doing.

Jiang Yan didn't say anything, and Lu Qinghuan didn't ask any further questions.

After Lu Ze dropped the person off, he rode his bike to work.

The two of them parked their bikes and went upstairs to have breakfast.

After finishing the meal, Lu Qinghuan happily pulled the people downstairs:

"How about I give you a ride?! I'm a pretty good bike rider!"

Jiang Yan had no objection and nodded.

Lu Qinghuan was riding the bike in front, and he was riding quite steadily. It was the first day of school, and there were no books in his backpack, so he just stuffed them in the front basket.

It was the new schoolbag her father had bought for her in Canghai City.

"You must have woken up very early this morning. If you're still sleepy, you can hold my waist and lean on me to sleep for a while. I promise I won't let you fall."

"But you'd better not actually fall asleep. Just lean back and rest for a while. We'll be at school soon."

"There won't be any classes this morning. We have to move books, distribute them, and arrange seating. Anyway, we'll be busy all morning, and we might not have classes until the afternoon."

"The first day should be about summer homework. I'm in Class 2, the class next to yours. It's a bit far, but we're all on the same floor as the senior class anyway. I'll come play with you after class!"

"No. 1 Middle School is considered a relatively good school in the city, and everyone's grades are pretty good. Although there aren't many students, the other dozen or so schools don't have many more students who get into college than ours. No. 10 Middle School is the best school in Liufeng, but it's a bit far, so we don't go to school there."

"The willow wind is quite strong, and the east and west sides are quite far apart."

"Third sister, you're a bit tall. There are about 80 or 90 people in our class. You might want to sit a little further back. The classroom is quite large, and I wonder if that will affect your ability to see the blackboard."

Along the way, Lu Qinghuan kept talking about No. 1 Middle School, almost everything that could and couldn't be said, she talked about everything she could think of.

I was just worried that Jiang Yan wouldn't be used to attending classes at No. 1 Middle School.

After parking the bicycles, the two went upstairs. Lu Qinghuan could have taken the stairs on the other side, which would have been closer to her classroom, but she followed Jiang Yan up the stairs on this side.

Class 5's classroom is right next to the stairs. After going upstairs and into the corridor, you can enter through the back door.

"Just find a seat and sit down. The teacher will ask someone to move seats to an empty classroom later."

Lu Qinghuan glanced at the many people sitting in the classroom and whispered to Jiang Yan.

At the beginning of the school year, everyone was playing. When someone came to the classroom, I wanted to see if it was my friend, but I ended up seeing a classmate I had never seen before.

Her skin was as delicate as cream, like a fine porcelain figurine. Her expression was a little indifferent, and her eyes were calm. However, the other girl next to her was particularly lively.

He pulled her to sit in a seat at the back.

"Then I'll leave first~"

After all, it wasn't his class, so Lu Qinghuan was still a little nervous. He ran to the back door, waved at Jiang Yan, and pointed in the direction of his class.

"Okay." Jiang Yan nodded slightly, and Lu Qinghuan quickly ran away with her schoolbag.

Many people in Class 5 are looking at her.

Although more people were looking at Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan seemed unaware of the gazes of other students in the class.

As usual, she took out the science magazine and started flipping through it.

She didn't have any interesting books, and she hadn't had time to do some physics and chemistry questions in magazines, so she brought them to school.

The students in Class 5 were curious about why there was a new student in their senior year, and were shocked that the new student started reading as soon as he arrived, saying he was a nerd!

So hard?

The books haven’t been distributed yet this semester!

You've already started learning before the class officially starts?

In comparison, they seem a bit unprofessional.

Even though there is a comparison, the students in Class 5 still have fun and have noise. The boys get together and talk about what awesome things they did during the summer vacation.

Some girls were playing cat's tuck, some were chatting about gossip, and some were bragging. From time to time, they would verbally compete with another group of bragging boys to see who was more impressive.

When Xu Weiran arrived at the classroom, he subconsciously looked towards Qin Yuxin's position. He didn't see Qin Yuxin, but her schoolbag was in the desk drawer, so he guessed what was going on.

"Did the monitor take people to move the books?"

He casually asked a boy sitting at the back door, and the boy nodded in response:

"Yes, I left just now."

"Hey, do you know the guy in your seat?"

The boy turned to him and asked in a low voice, motioning him to look at his seat.

Xu Weiran looked up and found that there was a girl he didn't know sitting in his original seat.

She is writing the questions seriously, and her profile is so exquisite that people can't take their eyes off her.

"I don't know him." Xu Weiran shook his head, then found an empty seat near the back door and sat down.

Since my seat from last semester was taken by someone else, I could just sit anywhere. The seats would be rearranged when school started anyway.

It is almost time for class, and except for a few empty seats, most of the students are in the classroom.

Because there was an extra girl, the boy who rushed into the classroom last suddenly had no seat. When he saw Xu Weiran sitting in his seat, he smiled and went over to squeeze in with him.

She almost sat on Xu Weiran's lap, put one hand on Xu Weiran's shoulder, and asked curiously:

"Who is that? Give her your seat."

This guy is called Liming, and he is a good friend of Xu Weiran. He doesn’t talk much and is considered a rare quiet boy.

I just saw a pretty female classmate sitting next to Xu Weiran, and felt like there was some gossip, so I asked.

Xu Weiran said: "I don't know this new student either."

After a while, Qin Yuxin returned with the two teams of boys who had gone to move the notebooks, and called out the new people:

"All of you come with me and move the books. The boys and girls who stay in the classroom will clean the classroom."

She glanced at Jiang Yan, who was silently writing her own questions in the last row, and after a moment of silence, she said:

"Who's going to bring a table and chair for the new student?"

Xu Weiran, who was not mentioned by Qin Yuxin, stood up and said:

"I'll go."

Anyway, the seat where the girl was sitting was his, so it was normal for him to go there.

Qin Yuxin didn't refute and nodded.

Then I took my classmates downstairs to move the books.