Mr. Li was speechless.

No, did I not explain it clearly enough? No, right! It was explained very clearly. If you want to rewrite the program, you must first reach that level.

The child in front of him did not even take the Level 4 computer exam. Although he was given the default level upon graduation, it can be seen from this that the young man does not have enough knowledge in this field. So how can you reach that level? Of course, if you focus on research and ignore other things, it is not impossible.

With a serious attitude, Mr. Li said, "In this case, can you please cooperate with us to do a test?" Without waiting for Jiang Wan to answer, he said, "It's an IQ test."

Hearing this, Jiang Wan suddenly became curious.

He is very confident about his IQ! Even if he is not a top genius, being a genius is not a big deal. He immediately asked, "How to test?"

Li Lao tapped his fingers on the armrest rhythmically. A bodyguard with a short haircut came forward immediately, opened a suitcase in his hand, took out a set of equipment from it, and turned on the power. This thing is very strange. It is a complete set with two display screens. One of them shows the existence of a radio wave line with some values. No one noticed it. When Xia Shangxu saw this set of equipment, he was shocked and almost stood up excitedly. But soon, he calmed down. I

have seen all kinds of storms and waves. I am very stable! Don't panic!

Li Lao took a look at the equipment.

This is a process that every intern in the Central City Institute must go through. The mechanical equipment that tests IQ, reaction ability, and thinking style connects the sensors of the equipment to the wrist and chest of the person, and detects the temperature, heartbeat, and sensitivity of the radio wave reaction of the human body.

He looked at Jiang Wan who was wearing the equipment and said, "Let's start."

Jiang Wan was a little confused. He thought that the IQ test was to answer questions, and it was indeed to answer questions, but he didn't know that his answers to the questions, including his reactions to daily problems, heartbeat, and reaction speed, would present a data curve and then be recorded one by one.

And the questions he answered were not ordinary questions. From logical questions to ordinary questions, each question was more difficult than the other, from easy to difficult.

In the weather in March, Jiang Wan was sweating profusely while answering. At about 40 minutes, he got stuck and started skipping questions. After skipping a few questions, he realized that there was nothing left to skip. He put down his pen. Mr. Li knew that it was over and looked at the bodyguard beside him.

The bodyguard showed Mr. Li the form with the recorded values.

Mr. Li looked at the displayed value and said to Jiang Wan, "138? Thank you for your hard work. You can go back now."

Jiang Wan was still a little curious about his IQ value. "Can I ask how my test results are?"

Mr. Li said, "Very good. According to your test level, it is close to the level of genius, just two points away."

Jiang Wan was suddenly a little proud!

Beside him, Xia Shangxu took a look at the equipment. It looked familiar, very familiar.

This equipment had appeared when Qin Yan was taken away that year. It was a little different, probably an evolved version. At that time, Qin Yan also had a numerical value when he was tested. It seemed that his IQ alone was over 850.

He was shocked, but Xia Shangxu didn't reveal a single bit of it, and was escorted out.

In the building.

Mr. Li breathed a sigh of relief, a smile appeared on his face, he picked up the teacup and took a sip, he seemed to be in a good mood.

Seeing this, the burly middle-aged man couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Li, it seems like there is a chance?"

Mr. Li held the bottom of the cup with his right hand, and said in a deep and steady voice, "You mean Jiang Wan? No, he has no chance. His IQ is good, but his observation, analysis, thinking and imagination are all average."

The burly middle-aged man was surprised, "Since he is average, why are you so happy?"

Mr. Li said, "I am happy because he is too old and old. If it is him, even if he is taken back for training, the thinking and imagination of a twenties is far less developed than that of a teenager. If it is him, I will be a little disappointed. If it is not him, then I still have some expectations." Jiang Wan is not bad, but for Mr. Li, who has seen many smart children.