After they finished eating snacks together, their relationship seemed to have improved considerably, and Qi Qi took the initiative to ask Chen Dianji his name.
I learned that his name was Chen Huailin, courtesy name Ziqian, 42 years old this year, with a wife, two children, and a 60-year-old seriously ill mother. He had been working in the palace for 10 years.
At this point, Chen Dianji paused for a moment.
Wait a minute, why did he suddenly reveal his family background?!
Looking at the young eunuch in front of him, whose eyes were pure and who was listening attentively to him as he spoke, Chen Dianji coughed.
It must have been too long since I'd chatted with someone for this long; I unconsciously talked a bit more than I should have.
Chen Dianji was good at studying, but that didn't mean he was good at teaching. Apart from his own children, he had never taught anyone else to read. Fearing that the young eunuch wouldn't be able to learn, he started by figuring it out himself. He read the first two pages with Qi Qi several times and then began to explain the meaning of the words and the meaning of the sentences.
He taught Qi Qi a sentence, explained it to him, and Qi Qi repeated it after him, trying his best to memorize the meaning.
Although the chip memory storage is only for half a year, once Qi Qi has learned it, he can review and learn new things. At that time, he only needs to simplify the knowledge and retain enough memory, which will definitely be enough for daily use.
At this moment, the words and explanations that Chen Dianji read were like little snacks floating in mid-air. Qi Qi concentrated, ate the snacks one by one, and carefully recorded them.
After Chen Dianji finished teaching the 20 characters, when he turned to ask Qi Qi, Qi Qi recited every single word that Chen Dianji had taught him.
After reading it, Qi Qi sorted out the memories in his mind again. Now Qi Qi has five months of dungeon memories in his mind. Before entering this dungeon, he spent 8888 points to buy himself a basic chip.
Previously, Qi Qi had symptoms of data confusion. Now, with the basic chip, he can categorize and organize what he has learned in the past six months, and quickly recall it when needed, avoiding the hassle of asking questions all the time.
The only thing to be aware of is that this chip is too low-level to connect to Qi Qi's core energy chamber, so the memory can only be maintained for less than six months.
After all, it is an external object. If the owner's mind is not firm enough, it can have little effect. When Qi Qi enters Qi Laibao's body, he is easily affected by the residual soul of this corpse. If he is not serious, he will not be able to learn anything.
The memory storage capacity of a top-tier robot over six months is astonishing. Even if Qi Qi suffers from amnesia, the basic chip would significantly reduce the storage capacity, but…
Chen Dianji fell into deep thought.
Why can he teach a little eunuch a single sentence and then he can recite it perfectly, without missing a single detail? Is this normal? But just a moment ago he was acting like a clueless, absent-minded student!
Chen Dianji tentatively asked, "Eunuch Laibao, did you attend school before?"
Qi Qi: "I haven't been on it."
Chen Dianji: Hiss... Could this little eunuch be a genius?
Chen Dianji's eyes lit up, and he wanted to test him. The Three Character Classic was too simple, so he took out a line of poetry and taught Qi Qi to recite it twice. He saw that Qi Qi could indeed recite the poem completely.
He then taught the meaning of each word in the poem, saying, "So, can you understand the meaning of this line of poetry formed by these words now?"
Qi Qi shook his head honestly: "I don't know."
Chen Dianji's eyes were encouraging and expectant: "You can do it, think about it again?"
Qi Qi's face scrunched up again as he racked his brains, stumbling over his words to understand the poem's meaning, and then recounted it to Chen Dianji.
Then he murmured, "This shouldn't be... This is the basics..."
Qi Qi: ...
"It's alright, I have another poem here, which I wrote when I was ten years old..."
Once again, Qi Qi could read, recite, and memorize, but he simply couldn't grasp the meaning of the poems... Of course, it wasn't that he couldn't understand them at all, but when faced with some obscure meanings and multiple layers of meaning, his understanding was incomplete and far removed from the actual meaning.
Chen Dianji's expression was solemn: "It's alright, I have one more thing to say..."
Experiment, and experiment again.
Chen Dianji gradually became obsessed with Qi Qi's memory, and he even made Qi Qi read the Three Character Classic twice more at a fast pace.
Qi Qi: "I can recite it."
Chen Dianji pointed to a sentence and asked, "Then, what does this mean?"
Qi Qi: "No."
Chen Dianji was dumbfounded.
This young eunuch has a photographic memory, but his ability to understand and comprehend is only above average. If he continues to read books like this, it's like having gold right in front of him, but he can only manage it and not own it!
Such an ability that could drive scholars all over the world crazy is something that those who possess it cannot grasp, and can only study blindly and deadly. How tragic is that!
Qi Qi watched as Chen Dianji went from being energetic to absent-minded, from being enthusiastic to being dejected and frowning, not knowing what he was thinking or what he was recalling.
He seems a bit strange.
You can't blame someone for being slow-witted. There are smart people and there are stupid people in the world. If there were no stupid people in the world, then such a royal society would have ceased to exist long ago.
Qi Qi patted his arm reassuringly: "Chen Dianji, don't worry. Godfather said that as long as I can read and understand a little simple arithmetic, that's enough. You don't need to be too anxious. He won't be angry with you if you can't learn it."
Chen Dianji looked at the young eunuch with a youthful face who was pretending to be mature and composed: "..."
He's attached to appearances.
At first, I felt sorry for the young eunuch's extraordinary talent, but no one is perfect. Then I suddenly thought of my own pathetic life, where I was called a child prodigy by everyone around me since childhood, and after years of hard study, I had ended up like this...
Well, nothing in this world is perfect.
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