Chapter 29 Passing by an innocent, stupid dog that got kicked [Part 1...]
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Ji Zhi Qiu deeply experienced what it means for joy to turn to sorrow. With Ji Zi Shen's help, she lay down on the bed and couldn't change her position for a long time. Fortunately, she felt fine after waking up.
Ji Sicheng didn't just make verbal promises; he sat in front of the computer early in the morning, his short, thick fingers rapidly typing on the keyboard.
Ji Zhi Qiu glanced at it, felt dizzy from the dense code, and quickly left the study.
If a child wants to pursue a career, parents should of course give them 100% support.
Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to live off a woman!
He carefully recalled the information about Ji Sicheng in the book, sorted out his growth trajectory, and highlighted several key points.
He doesn't need to interfere too much; he just needs to give a push at these key points to prevent deviations.
Just as Ji Zhi Qiu was about to feel relieved, she suddenly realized that the first critical point in her growth was only six months away.
At this crucial juncture in his development, Ji Sicheng began to shine, proficient in eight languages, which earned him much attention and opportunities, allowing him to grow even faster.
Now, with only six months left, Ji Sicheng has not mastered a single language.
Ji Zhi Qiu suddenly felt a sense of urgency, so she quickly picked up Ji Yan Yan and went out to browse the bookstore.
Every language is profound and complex. After Ji Zhi Qiu bought dictionaries, grammar rules, and sentences, her shopping cart was piled high with them.
As luck would have it, he went to the same bookstore as last time, and even the cashier was the same person.
His appearance was already eye-catching, and the persona he cultivated made a deep impression on the cashier. As soon as he appeared, the cashier recognized him: "Mr. Ji, you finished learning advanced mathematics and physics so quickly last time, and now you're..."
A familiar feeling washed over me; the cover still featured various incomprehensible symbols. "Bretonian, what kind of language is that?"
Having learned from past mistakes, Ji Zhiqi did thorough preparation this time: "It's a Celtic language from Brittany, France, which is relatively uncommon, but it shares a common origin with Welsh. With some basic knowledge, it's not that difficult to learn."
The cashier's eyes widened in admiration as she listened. "Mr. Ji, you're really amazing. Most people can't learn these skills."
Ji Zhi Qiu revealed a wise smile, concealing his achievements and fame, and was exceptionally humble and low-key.
When he came out of the bookstore carrying large bags, he realized that Nuomi Tuanzi hadn't followed. He turned around to look for her and asked, "Yanyan, what are you doing over there?"
Ji Yanyan walked over in a daze, as if he didn't recognize him. After a few seconds, he came to his senses and looked at Ji Zhi Qiu with starry eyes, "Dad, can you teach me? I want to be like that too, amazing, super super super cool!"
Ji Yanyan barely knows any characters, let alone has systematically learned the essential skills of a domineering protagonist. But the scene just now awakened the domineering protagonist gene in his subconscious, and he was completely immersed in it, unable to extricate himself.
Ji Zhi Qiu smiled and ruffled his hair. "This isn't something you can learn easily. It's something you can only understand intuitively, not explain in words. If you do well, I might consider teaching you. Yan Yan is so well-behaved and smart, Dad believes you can definitely learn it."
Ji Yanyan became even more excited upon hearing this, looking at Ji Zhi Qiu with adoration the whole time, making Ji Zhi Qiu feel quite smug.
Although I'm no longer active in the martial arts world, my legend lives on.
Raising a genius villain isn't bad; he can benefit from it too.
With this in mind, Ji Zhi Qiu felt even more energetic. Without taking a break along the way, she carried the books straight home.
"Sicheng, stop studying for now and come out and take a look." Ji Zhiqi lined up the rows as if to take credit.
Ji Sicheng was studying intently when he was suddenly disturbed. He was initially annoyed, but when he saw the books on the table, he froze on the spot. It took him five or six seconds to come to his senses: "These... these are all for me?"
Ji Zhi Qiu nodded, mimicking his eldest son's tactic, feigning some trepidation despite being full of confidence, "I bought these on my own initiative, I don't know if you like them."
Ji Sicheng was very proud and arrogant. Even if he was excited, he wanted to pretend that he didn't care. But when he saw Ji Zhiqi shrinking his chin and hunching his chest, looking like he was afraid of being let down, the words on the tip of his tongue suddenly changed. He said awkwardly, "It's...it's alright."
Ji Zhi Qiu blinked rapidly, and the corners of her mouth drooped down.
Ji Sicheng immediately changed his tune, "They're excellent, exactly what I need."
"I'm glad you need it. This way, all my hard work wasn't in vain. You don't need to worry about me too much. I only spent two hours picking out books in the bookstore and then carried them upstairs with great effort. I was sweating profusely in this cold weather. I just don't know if I'll catch a cold after being exposed to the wind."
After Ji Zhi Qiu finished speaking, she couldn't help but shiver from her own sourness, but in Ji Si Cheng's eyes, this appearance was a symbol of weakness and vulnerability.
"I, I..." He didn't flinch when faced with complicated mathematical formulas, but this stumped him. His brain went blank for a full half minute before he awkwardly poured Ji Zhi Qiu a cup of hot water.
Ji Zhi Qiu took it, and the smile on her lips grew wider and wider.
You little brat, you dare to mess with your father?
He sat beside him, sipping his drink slowly. Ji Sicheng eagerly flipped through the books on the table, his ears slowly perking up, and his invisible tail wagging back and forth.
Even with his pride, he couldn't completely hide his emotions. His eyes went from excited to fervent, but when he reached the last book, it was as if the pause button had been pressed, and the emotions in his eyes slowly faded away.
"Why did you buy this book?" Ji Sicheng wanted to ask: How did you know I needed it?
Brittany is too obscure; even if Ji Zhi Qiu could read his mind, he couldn't possibly know what he wanted.
But Ji Zhi Qiu was thick-skinned. He blinked innocently and said, "I am your father. I take care of your daily life. You are all in my heart and mind. How could I not know what my own children really want? In the future, just tell me what you need, and Dad will buy it for you."
Ji Sicheng nodded, "I want an extreme ultraviolet lithography machine, an ion implanter, a metal laser sintering equipment, and an electron beam melting equipment."
Ji Zhi Qiu: "..."
His smile froze. "This Aurora Purple ion melting machine, I'll buy it for you when Dad has the money."
He added casually, "Although Dad can't make a lot of money, Dad will work hard."
Ji Sicheng hadn't held out much hope for this, but since Ji Zhiqi had spoken up, he wanted to express his gratitude: "Okay, it's alright, I wasn't expecting anything from you anyway."
Ji Zhi Qiu: "..."
His fist gradually hardened, but he didn't expect the little villain to understand the coldness of human relationships immediately. He smiled and said, "I know Sicheng is capable, and Dad is proud of you."
Ji Sicheng glanced at him.
She glanced at him again two seconds later.
...
Ji Zhi Qiu was completely confused by his gaze. Just as she was about to ask, she saw Ji Si Cheng twisting the hem of his clothes, pursing his lips, and forcing himself to speak with great effort, "Ji Zi Shen is here at home, and I'm here outside. I will take good care of this family."
These words sounded to Ji Zhi Qiu like an invitation to have a meal with a mistress, a verbal promise from the little villain!
In his excitement, he accidentally let slip, "Dad believes you'll soon master eight languages, dominate the internet, and reach the pinnacle of life!"
Ji Yanyan was the first to raise an objection: "What do you mean by 'eight languages'?"
Ji Yanyan had been blinking intently, listening very carefully. Although he didn't know what was being said, it was relevant to his "Dragon Overlord" personality, which piqued his interest.
Ji Zhi Qiu smiled and touched his cheek. "There are many countries in this world, and we only know one language, but your brother can speak the official languages of many countries. Isn't that amazing?"
Ji Yanyan thought about it seriously for a while, nodded vigorously, and then looked at Ji Sicheng with admiration, as if she was expecting something.
Ji Sicheng disliked this silly behavior. He endured Ji Yanyan's gaze for a few seconds before finally speaking.
"Buon gioron, Guten Tag, Здравствуй..."
Ji Yanyan was completely dumbfounded by the string of chatter, staring blankly at Ji Zhiqi: "What is Daddy talking about?"
Ji Zhi Qiu: "." I can't even tell which country it's from.
But this did not stop him from advocating for encouragement in education. After Ji Sicheng finished speaking, he sincerely applauded, "Sicheng is really amazing. Dad believes that you will soon be able to fully master these languages."
Ji Sicheng didn't care, but Ji Yanyan took his words to heart, "Can Daddy do that too?"
Ji Zhi Qiu gave a dry laugh, "Why is Yan Yan asking this?"
Ji Yanyan's gaze shifted between the two of them. When she looked at Ji Sicheng, her eyes were filled with admiration, but when she looked at her father, she sighed. It was a clear case of double standards.
Xiao Long Aotian seized the perfect moment to show off, stepping on his father's face and saying, "It's okay, Dad can't learn it, but Yan Yan will definitely be able to when she grows up."
Ji Zhi Qiu: "..."
He looked at the little rice ball that wasn't even as tall as his leg, and a wicked thought crossed his mind. He ruffled the little rice ball's hair and said, "This world isn't just about countries, it's also about races. Races aren't limited by territory, they're freely distributed, and they've evolved into different branches."
Upon hearing this, Ji Sicheng nodded thoughtfully, expressing his complete agreement.
Ji Zhiqi straightened up and patted his chest. "And I have mastered the languages of different races and have studied the influence of regional climate and surrounding environment on them. I have a grasp of the composition and characteristics of different branches of language."
A barrage of technical jargon left Ji Yanyan completely bewildered, and even Ji Sicheng's expression changed, looking utterly shocked.
You really can't judge a book by its cover. Ji Zhi Qiu had actually studied these things systematically, a very niche research area. In some ways, he could be considered an expert.
Ji Sicheng had an inexplicable fervor for knowledge and the unknown, and even his tone changed unconsciously. "So what are your research findings, and which ethnic languages do you speak?"
With a smug smile, Ji Zhi Qiu glanced at the two little figures, satisfied to see them leaning forward and staring intently at him. After building up their suspense, he cleared his throat.
"Meow meow meow".
"Woof woof woof".
"Squeak squeak squeak".
"Gagaga".
"..."
Ji Sicheng: ...And race? You're not even human anymore!
He wanted to explode on the spot, but after thinking it over carefully, he realized that Ji Zhi Qiu was right. She had just intentionally misled him and confused him with the concept. But it was his fault for not asking clearly. If he were to question her now, it would make him seem petty.
Ji Sicheng could only swallow back the words he was about to say, but Ji Yanyan didn't care about that and her face immediately puffed up, "No, that's not how it is!"
Ji Zhi Qiu said confidently, "Don't think it's simple. These are research results that I came up with after a long period of observation. For example, birds in the north call 'chirp chirp chirp!' which is very exciting, while birds in the south call 'chirp chirp chirp,' which is more melodious and pleasant."
Ji Yanyan: o_o ....
He was speechless after Ji Zhi Qiu's words. His mouth opened and closed, he was so anxious that he almost blew bubbles. He still suffered from his lack of education and could not come up with a strong rebuttal. After a long time, he could only say, "You just said there were eight kinds, but there are only seven."
This was very simple for Ji Zhi Qiu, but before he spoke, he looked at Ji Yan Yan and raised an eyebrow meaningfully.
It's one thing for Long Aotian to act arrogantly, but how can this filial son step on his father to show off and slap him in the face!
If we don't teach him a lesson, he'll never know who's in charge.
Ji Zhi Qiu's smile widened, her expression gentle, but her words were laced with venom, "The last one is..."
"Ji Yanyan, you big bastard!"
Ji Yanyan was stunned for a few seconds, her mouth slowly opening wide, looking just like an innocent dog that had been kicked while passing by.
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