Chapter 468 Who has a three-and-a-half-year-old who can draw a cell division diagram by hand?

Su Yue walked over.

The entire wall was covered with circles of all sizes.

Some circles contained circles within circles, some circles were stretching out as if they were about to break apart, and there were also dense, thread-like objects entangled inside the circles.

The composition is extremely chaotic.

At first glance, it looks like mud splattered on by a naughty child.

"Gu Ningjing".

Gu Beichen stood up, patted the white dust off his trousers, and said with a stern face, "Explain yourself."

If he were in the division headquarters conference room, the regimental and battalion commanders below would have been so frightened that they would have stood at attention and taken a break long ago.

But Gu Ningjing was not afraid.

The little girl had two pigtails and wore overalls that Su Yue had specially made for her. She tilted her head back and blinked her eyes, which looked just like Su Yue's.

"Dad, this is what you were looking at last night."

Gu Beichen was stunned.

Last night, he was in his study studying the latest coastal defense deployment map and several encrypted documents about new radar bands.

When did you first see these circles?

"Nonsense." Gu Beichen's brows furrowed. "Dad was looking at a map."

"It's not a map."

Gu Ningjing raised the chalk in her hand, stood on tiptoe, and made two heavy taps inside a circle that was not yet sealed.

"It's something from Mom's microscope."

Su Yue's heart skipped a beat.

She took a few steps to the wall, squatted down, and her line of sight was level with the clumsy graffiti.

I didn't see it clearly because I was standing there.

Now that she's closer, those seemingly chaotic lines are rapidly reorganizing in the mind of this biology PhD.

Central body.

Spindle yarn.

chromosome.

Although the brushstrokes are immature and the proportions are completely off, the key features are captured with incredible precision.

This is a diagram of metaphase during cell mitosis.

"Ning Jing," Su Yue suppressed the turmoil in her heart and tried to make her voice sound calm, "when did you see what Mom was looking at through the microscope?"

"That day, my mom took me to the lab to work overtime."

Gu Ningjing tilted her head and said in a childish voice, "I saw lots of little bugs dancing in that iron pipe. They got fat, and then their waists broke, turning them into two little bugs."

As she spoke, she gestured with her little hand as if she were breaking something.

Su Yue turned around abruptly and looked at Gu Beichen.

The two exchanged a startled signal in mid-air.

Gu Ningjing spent less than ten minutes in the lab that day, and the microscope's operating table was very high, so she had to stand on a stool to barely reach the eyepiece.

Just one glance.

This child not only memorized it, but also drew it?

The head of education was still nagging from the side: "Director Su, while it's good that children have imaginations, this habit of scribbling and drawing everywhere..."

How much does this wall plaster cost?

Su Yue stood up, interrupting the head teacher, "I'll pay for it. But this painting can't be erased."

The head of the teaching department gaped open, nearly dropping his glasses in shock.

"pay?"

“Not only will I compensate you, but I’ll also put a glass cover on this wall.” Su Yue took out a pen from her bag and signed the date next to the dividing “cell.” “This is the first piece of calligraphy by a future Nobel Prize winner.”

Looking at his wife's protective manner, Gu Beichen's tense jawline softened a bit.

He reached out and ruffled his daughter's hair.

"Alright, let's go home."

Gu Beichen picked up Gu Ningjing with one arm and grabbed Gu Ping'an by the back of his collar with the other. "Go back and write a two-hundred-word self-criticism. The title will be 'On How to Do Art in the Right Place'."

Gu Ping'an flailed his arms and legs in the air: "Dad! I didn't draw it! I was just keeping watch!"

"Failure to report such information is an even more serious offense."

The jeep drove out of the school and sped along the coastal road.

The setting sun dyed the sea a golden-red hue.

When I got home, the aroma of food filled the courtyard.

Zhang Huilan was busy in the kitchen when she saw them return. She brought out a plate of freshly cooked braised ribbonfish.

"Wash your hands before eating."

Gu Beichen sent the two children to the sink and then turned and went into his study.

Less than two minutes later, a roar came from the study.

"Gu Ningjing!!!"

His voice was even louder than it was at school, making the dust on the roof fall down in a flurry.

Su Yue was about to serve the rice when the spoon in her hand trembled.

What happened this time?

She took off her apron and strode into the study.

Gu Beichen was standing in front of the desk, holding the "top secret" coastal defense deployment map in his hands, looking like a volcano about to erupt.

The military map, which originally marked reefs, mines, and submarine ambush points, now looks like...

Colorful.

The red pencil traced over the original black attack route and thoughtfully added many small pink flowers.

The blue defensive perimeter was painted in the shape of ocean waves, and several small whales spouting water were drawn on it.

The most outrageous thing is...

In the core area of ​​the map—that is, the location of Radar Station No. 3.

A seven-colored rainbow was drawn across the strait.

One end of the rainbow connects to the island, while the other end crosses the strait and reaches the land on the other side.

"Who did this?"

Gu Beichen slammed the map on the table, the veins on his forehead throbbing.

This is the operational plan that we need to report to the military region tomorrow!

If I show myself like this, won't my old comrades laugh their heads off? Will they say that Gu Beichen is going to "cute" the enemy to death on the beach?

Gu Ningjing peeked half her head out from behind the door, still clutching half of her crime weapon—a colored crayon.

"Dad, that picture doesn't look good."

The little girl said matter-of-factly, "It's all dark and not pretty at all. I added a rainbow bridge to it so Daddy can walk straight home!"

Gu Beichen's raised hand froze in mid-air.

There was no way the slap could land.

Su Yue walked over and took the horribly damaged map from Gu Beichen's hand.

She wanted to laugh, but after seeing the trail of the graffiti, her smile froze on her face.

"Beichen, look."

Su Yue stretched out her finger and traced the arc of the rainbow.

"The location of this rainbow..."

Gu Beichen looked in the direction she was pointing.

The pupils suddenly contracted.

The rainbow's starting and ending points avoid all reef areas and deep-sea turbulent zones.

That arc line surprisingly overlapped with the optimal submarine fiber optic cable laying route that the engineering company had surveyed for three whole months to determine.

It was even smoother and more reasonable than the route they had calculated.

"A coincidence?" Gu Beichen's voice was somewhat hoarse.

"Perhaps it's intuition."

Su Yue looked at her daughter hiding behind the door as if she were looking at a little monster. "Some people's brains are naturally designed to have an extraordinary sensitivity to graphics and space."

This is no longer just a matter of artistic talent.

This is a top-level combination of spatial geometry and logical thinking.

Gu Beichen took a deep breath, rolled up the map, and stuffed it into the safe.

"This image is unusable."

He turned around, strode to the door, pulled Gu Ningjing into his arms, and pricked his daughter's delicate little face hard with his stubble.