Chapter 11: The Light Yellow Goose (2)

  Chen Yi slightly moved the mouse, and immediately a cursor sound appeared on the laptop screen, but those special small icons, as well as the screensaver itself, did not disappear.

  On the contrary, in the lower left corner, there is a flashing "again" icon, and in the lower right corner, there is a prompt to enter the password.

  Chen Yi didn't hesitate to click on the "again" icon, and Ding had no guilty conscience about snooping into private matters.

  Liu Xiyu, who was selecting mineral water on the dinner table, saw Chen Yi's action but remained silent.

  The screensaver on her laptop has an important function besides entering the password to start it - training and testing one's hand-eye coordination.

  For her, this is an extremely useful skill. Using it as a screensaver also has the implication of urging herself to practice. When she's not busy, every time she starts the screensaver, she'll play a "rule game" once, accumulating small amounts and unconsciously improving her abilities.

  Untrained children are unlikely to complete the "game" within the allotted time.

  Chen Yi picked up the mouse and tried moving it, but failed as expected.

  But he didn't show a hint of disappointment, instead he fell into deep thought.

  Every game has its rules, let alone intellectual games.

  Liu Xiyu walked over with a cat-like gait and smiled: "What do you think of this game?"

  "It's a bit difficult." Chen Yi didn't raise his head, his voice was very normal.

  Liu Xinyu smiled and pretended to take back the notebook, introducing: "The small icons on it require you to combine and arrange them according to certain rules. The icons will change for each round, and you can't follow old conventions."

  Chen Yi held the notebook tightly, not giving her a chance to take it back.

  Liu Xinyu didn't think much of it, and her attention was focused on the surroundings.

  "What rules? What kind of rules?" Chen Yi asked again. Those icons, some were simple like traffic signs, while others were complex like stamps.

  "Any rule, as long as it's a unified rule, the computer will naturally judge. For example, complexity, number of strokes, pattern meaning, uniformity. But it's not easy." Liu Xiyu, even when doing commentary, had a coquettish tone, and she intentionally changed her posture, turning her body half sideways towards the computer, her star-like chest protruding out, filling up her light yellow shirt to the fullest.

  Chen Yi only now discovered that her explosive breasts were actually on the table.

  It's really tiring when it's too big.

  Chen Yi's eyes were filled with deep sympathy as he gazed at them, his hands gently, gently moving over.

  A cold glint flashed in Liu Xinyu's eyes as he approached her, and her left hand gradually clenched into a fist.

  What was even more unexpected was that Chen Yi actually stretched out his hand towards the desktop on the right side of the laptop.

  In that moment of hesitation, Liu Xiyu's eyes were extremely focused, her body slightly leaning forward, still without movement.

  "I'll give it a try." Chen Yi's hand grasped the mouse, only 20 centimeters away from her body.

  "Hmm?" Liu Xiyu relaxed, a smile spreading from the corners of her mouth.

  After all, he is just a middle school student.

  "Logic Games", originated from the difficult questions in high-level intelligence tests, requires observational power, imagination, analytical judgment, thinking ability and so on.

  With a middle school student's brain that has not fully developed, the possibility of completing it is lower than a panda giving birth to a cub - especially when no one helps.

  Liu Xiyu said intentionally or unintentionally: "Don't underestimate small games, they can prove a lot of things."

  "What can be proved?"

  Liu Xuan-yu supported her cheek with one hand, smiling leisurely: "At least it shows your intelligence, the coordination between your hands and eyes, shows that your body is well-coordinated, isn't it - a perfect genetic makeup."

  In sync with her words, her slender fingers, like a sprig of green onion, tapped twice on Chen Yi's chest.

  Chen Yi's little heart "thudded thudded thudded" with excitement, and she couldn't help but reveal a bright smile.

  By listening to the scroll, he again receives feedback on two words:

  "Store", "Procedure".

  "Her computer is running some kind of program!"

  Chen Yi immediately reacted and realized that Liu Xiyu was stalling for time.

  In this case, he pretended to wipe the keyboard and slid his left hand towards the start button. He wanted to stop any programs that might be hiding under the screen saver - if there were any.

  Just as Chen Yi was about to reach his goal, his hand was wrapped in soft skin.

  Liu Xinyu grasped his left hand.

  Five fingers, absolutely never touched anything softer than this before.

  At the moment of enjoyment, Chen Yi realized that there was a problem. He wanted to pull his hand out and moved it twice, but it had no effect at all.

  He put on a harmless smile again after his attempt at violence failed and said, "You don't want me to continue, do you?"

  Liu Xinyu smiled slightly, waited for three seconds, then let go of his hand and made a inviting gesture.

  "Then let's see whose genes are more perfect."

  As soon as Chen Yi said this, the mouse clicked on the restart button.

  At this time, he suddenly realized that Liu Xiyu's mouse was surprisingly heavy, and it didn't seem like the usual equipment used every day.

  Despite this, his speed remained steady.

  Needless to say, the key to the problem lies in how to categorize dozens of complex small icons.

  If categorized in a simple way, more adjustments need to be made to the icons; if categorized in a relatively complex way - assuming the rules can be found - it may be possible to complete the entire puzzle by moving just a few icons.

  This is a standard open-ended intelligence question chosen by many organizations for training employees.

  However, Liu Xinyu obviously used the first mode when playing this game. She didn't care what the rules were, but instead focused her energy on adjusting the icons.

  The most obvious rule, more attempts.

  That's why she said "hand-eye coordination", and when she saw Chen Yi's untrained clumsy movements, she naturally thought that he couldn't finish on time, so she didn't care at all, with her legs crossed waiting aside, just guarding against the computer not shutting down directly.

  The mouse makes rhythmic "click" sounds.

  ……