Afterwards, Liu Yue took out a few small toys, but Chen Bing wasn't interested in any of them.

This made her a little disheartened. Other people's children were so easy to please; a couple of shakes of a rattle and they'd be grinning from ear to ear. Her own child rarely smiled, which made her, as a mother, feel very unfulfilled.

"Then you can decide which one you want to play, okay?"

Disheartened, she lost the motivation to search. After all, no matter what she brought out, Bingbing wouldn't be interested, right?

So, in a fit of despair, she threw all the toys onto the bed, then picked up Chen Bing and made him choose one by one.

So, is this toy absolutely necessary to play with? Chen Bing couldn't understand why Liu Yue insisted that he pick a toy to play with, so he could only go along with her wishes and prepare to choose one randomly.

These are all for babies; why would a twenty-something civil servant like me be interested in them?

Because Chen Bing's eyesight wasn't fully developed yet, he could only look at each key one by one. Just as he was about to pick up the "colored" piano keys to play with, a small black box next to him caught his eye.

Is this a radio?

Chen Bing couldn't understand why it was here, but without a doubt, he was more interested in this than anything else.

"Ahhh." He pointed at the radio with his little finger, indicating that he wanted to play with it.

"Huh? This? This looks like Grandpa's radio. How did it get into this box?"

Liu Yue continued talking to herself, showing no intention of giving the item to Chen Bing to play with.

Now it was Chen Bing's turn to panic. The moment he saw the radio, he immediately thought of using it to listen to foreign language broadcasts. After all, there was only one television at home, and it was unlikely that he would monopolize it to watch foreign language programs. And since he didn't have high requirements for the picture quality, all things considered, the radio was a good choice.

What an irresponsible mother you are, daring to hinder your ambitious child!

There was no other way; Chen Bing didn't want to use this tactic, but my mother forced me to.

"Hmm... Hmph... Waaaaaah!"

This was the first time Chen Bing had cried so heartbreakingly since she was born.

Perhaps children are born to cry. When Chen Bing returned to his infancy with adult memories, he deliberately suppressed this instinct until now.

Faced with an unprecedented onslaught of tears, Liu Yue quickly gave in and had no choice but to hand the radio to Chen Bing, letting him play with it freely.

Alright, strategic objectives have been achieved, let's call it a day!

As soon as she got the radio, Chen Bing immediately stopped crying and started playing with it with a grin.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Chen Bing's crying was so loud that her grandmother was also attracted to the scene.

When she saw her mother come over, Liu Yue's mother, like a child who had done something wrong, stammered and told her what had happened.

"Hey, it's no big deal. That radio's been broken for ages, just let him play with it."

Grandma also left the room with a smile, ready to tell others what had just happened.

She smiled, but Chen Bing couldn't manage a smile.

Why didn't you say the power was out? Why didn't you say it was broken? You made me cry for nothing.

The precocious baby sighed inwardly, then pretended to fiddle with the radio for a while before launching his crying offensive again.

About five minutes later, when the brand-new, bright red radio that his grandfather had just bought appeared in Chen Bing's hands, he finally stopped crying.

At this moment, Dad, Mom, Grandpa, Grandma, and Uncle and Aunt were all in the room. They were all quite surprised to see that he stopped crying after receiving a good, working radio.

After huddling together and reminiscing for a while, they left the room to go about their own business.

Chen Bing felt a little guilty using her child privileges for the first time, but these feelings seemed insignificant in the face of the radio. Her joy was especially evident when Daniel Radcliffe recited Shakespeare's Hamlet on the radio.

What? You're asking me how I know it was this person who recited this?

Of course, it's because there was a Chinese introduction before the recitation started; otherwise, how could I have figured it out from the text?

Chen Bing wasn't the only one who heard the Chinese introduction; Liu Yue, who was standing next to her, also heard it clearly.

She first fell into deep thought, and then, seeing Chen Bing listening attentively, she selectively shut her mouth, holding her breath as if afraid of disturbing some important event.

After the magnetic voice continued for a few minutes, she tiptoed out of bed, opened the door, and went off to do something unknown.

The feeling was wonderful. Even though she only had a superficial understanding of the recitation, she was easily immersed in it. Every familiar or unfamiliar word, like a robber, relentlessly invaded Chen Bing's brain. This feeling of being surrounded by knowledge was simply amazing. Was this the sensitivity of an infant to language?

No, if that were the case, there would certainly be more people in the world who could speak multiple languages ​​at the age of three or four than there are now. So, is it the result of the combined effects of one's adult soul and the body from infancy?

Putting these speculations aside for the moment, Chen Bing listened intently to the recitation coming from the radio, completely absorbed.

And from the window he couldn't see, his family was watching him.

...

More than six months have passed in the blink of an eye. During this time, my grandfather’s bright red Malata radio has become almost his personal possession. Every day he would clamor for his family to play foreign language readings for him.

Whenever Chen Bing hears this, she cooperates by remaining quiet and silent.

Thus, while his classmates who were taking the college entrance exam in the same year were still playing with rattles in diapers, he had already learned four languages, including English, Japanese, Portuguese, and Russian, and was fluent in them!

Although I'm still practically illiterate in Portuguese and Russian (I can only speak them but not write them), considering I'm only seven and a half months old, this achievement is already enough to make me the envy of my peers around the world.

No, is it meaningful for you to compare yourself to a bunch of little kids wearing diapers?

Narrator, don't say anything, just say you're envious.

In short, Chen Bing is now proficient in five languages. In an era where translation software is limited and Chinese people generally admire foreign things, he is undoubtedly a high-end talent.

However, there are still some problems.

That means you can't just blurt out a few foreign words all the time. Even though you can speak them, you have to make sure there are no other people around when you're practicing your spoken English.

Normal babies don't start speaking until they're one year old, so even if you're impatient, you should hold back until October before calling out "daddy" or "mommy." Otherwise, it's not genius, but something terrifying, like being possessed.

The same applies to walking; Chen Bing plans to "learn" it by the end of September.

Although he can't walk yet, Chen Bing had already demonstrated his "crawling" skill to his family a month and a half ago. So now the whole house is his activity area, and he doesn't need to find a driver to go wherever he wants. It feels as convenient as having a BYD car in the city.