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The first person to calculate on the field was Zhang Jun, a Chinese academic genius, who was still sifting his whole body. Liu Meng shook his head. He would definitely not be able to achieve too good results. He was sure that the reason why the idiot genius calculated so quickly was that he could enter the subconscious level for some reason.

Everyone has an autonomous consciousness and a subconscious mind. Autonomous consciousness is relatively simple, which is the consciousness you can control every day, which is actually a relatively weak ability. The most powerful thing for humans is the subconscious mind. However, due to the influence of autonomous consciousness, it is difficult to enter the subconscious mind. Only in specific states, such as coma, subconscious sleep, etc., can play the role of the subconscious mind.

Just like Zhang Jun who was on the field, Liu Meng was sure that he could not achieve good results because he tried his best to use his autonomous consciousness to overload the autonomous consciousness. However, even if the autonomous consciousness operates more than ten times, it is not as good as the corners of the subconscious. The reason why Liu Meng himself can calculate at a high speed is that he can briefly enter the critical state of the subconscious after specific adjustments, and cannot fully enter.

Of course, because the idiot genius has weak autonomy, or the reflex system of autonomy has been destroyed, the subconscious mind inadvertently opened up a certain corner to have this kind of super calculator-like ability.

Without independent consciousness, just subconsciousness, it can only become a tool, and it does not have much value, cannot output, cannot create, and cannot guide thinking.

Sure enough, Zhang Jun used all his strength in one minute, sweating all over his head. His hands and feet were twitching slightly, but he only calculated a rough range. Only the order of magnitude of the first digit was correct. The second digit was different, but it was just closer. The result was 87364675, and his result was 81239675, and the second digit was wrong.

Zhang Jun returned to his position in annoyed manner, alone and no one looked at him. Looking ahead, both Chinese, Liu Meng patted his shoulder and said, "You have tried your best. It's useless to be sad, not to mention that these intellectual competitions are just adjustments in life, so don't care too much."

Zhang Jun replied dejectedly in Chinese: "You don't know how much effort I have put in for this. I have been practicing constantly since I have memory. I have given up everything in my life. Just to be able to win one honor after another. If I don't have a competition, I don't know what to do. When I walked off the stage just now, I felt like I was about to fail. Suddenly, I felt extremely strong sense of loss, and seemed to feel that life had lost its direction all of a sudden. Although the competition was very hard, the feeling of emptyness was even more painful when there was no competition."

Liu Meng could only sigh helplessly. This is probably the result of the education of some extreme Chinese parents who hoped that their children would become successful. They had no dreams in life, they didn’t know what they could do, but they couldn’t stop it. This is life, and it was not something that could be convinced in a few words, so they simply said nothing.

The next few people had average results. Except for one who was right and the first two, they could only guarantee that the first one was right. In fact, it was not easy. Until Lisa came on stage, the little girl looked very relaxed. The host joked: "Cute Lisa, I have prepared tissues for you. When you want to cry, you can cry."

Lisa scoffed and said, "Leave it to yourself, I won't cry."

Lisa was not as nervous as last time, very calm and relaxed, with a faint smile on her face. She looked at Liu Meng's direction, and Liu Meng made a cheerful move for her, and the little girl smiled even sweeter.

"The power of 15 of 2 is multiplied by the power of 14 of 2222223334549..." The equations are Lisa's question. After seeing the problem, Lisa grew up her mouth funny, which shows how relaxed she was.

After the host said that the start, Lisa began to check the calculations as if she was free. At one moment, she felt very quiet. It seemed that she was deducing the formula, but that these formulas were automatically deduced, and they seemed to have feelings but not felt. It seemed that outsiders were not different. Liu Meng was extremely shocked when he saw it. The little girl entered the corner of her subconscious mind! She actually entered this state in the most relaxed and indifferent state. Perhaps this little girl could achieve considerable results in the future, and she couldn't help but be happy for her.

"37821345" Lisa opened her eyes and said with a smile. The host grew up and shouted: "My God, you are completely the first six. It's amazing. I'm going to cry, so moved." As she said that, she wiped the corners of her eyes with a tissue. The audience exclaimed thunderous applause. Liu Meng was also happy for her and encouraged her with a smile.

Zhang Jun applauded mechanically with both hands, and could not tell what expression was on his face. He was a little disappointed and envious, but more of a kind of resolute expression. He revitalized his determination to surpass him. The forbearance and resilience of Chinese students is indeed unparalleled in the world.

Lisa jumped back to the audience, looking extremely excited. Seeing Liu Meng smiling and applauding her, she threw herself into Liu Meng's arms in excitement, and immediately said to Liu Meng: "Wow, it's so amazing, it's incredible. You don't know what happened to me, it's so amazing. I feel like I'm being pushed away by something. It's me, not me..."

Liu Meng only felt a heavy feeling. Lisa looked not fat, but she felt very different when she hugged her arms. The unique taste of the girl came to her nose. After careful analysis, it was very different from the tranquility and elegance of Chinese girls. It seemed to be a unique hormonal smell of girls. It suddenly reminded people of the big bed, and it seemed that she didn't feel any concern. Anyway, for American girls, going to bed was not a big deal, especially for boys and girls, which were similar to going out for an outing on weekends and playing a game.

"Congratulations." Liu Meng touched his nose, afraid that the nose blood would be squirting out, so he would be ugly. He said sincerely that he also has a good impression of Lisa, a girl who likes to think but is not rigid.

Lisa stuck out her tongue and smiled, "You have to come on, don't be beaten by me."

Liu Meng laughed and said, "It shouldn't be true, I'm sure of this."

Lisabeth gave a look, looked at Liu Meng, who was smiling and confident, and said softly: "Thank you, if it weren't for you, I think I might not have achieved such a result."

"This is the result of your own efforts, it has nothing to do with me." Wugong refused to accept the fortune, and Liu Meng refused, saying what he said was his heart. Not everyone could enter such a state of Lisa's talent was beyond doubt.

Lisa insisted: "No, I can't say that your spirit has infected me, but I can feel that you have a calm temperament that allows me to calm down and relax."

Liu Meng smiled and didn't say anything. He looked at the young man from MIT on the field and achieved the best results in the last game, but was immediately surpassed by Liu Meng. He broke the Guinness world record once. Liu Meng saw that his condition was very relaxed and thought to himself that this young man was also very powerful, probably similar to Lisa after the outbreak.

Sure enough, in a hurry or slow, the top six are right like Lisa, but the seventh place is closer than Lisa. In this way, he is still the best among the eight players on the field.

Now there are Liu Meng and the Yuren left. Zhang Jun's lips trembled a little. So far, his score was second to last. On the verge of being eliminated, his hands were tightly stirred together, waiting nervously. Perhaps he was praying that the two people who did not play could have one of the scores worse than him and could enter the next round.

As the most popular player at present, Liu Meng will certainly stay until the end. Yuren is on the court. This is a white uncle, over thirty years old, but his eyes are relatively dull. He looks like a seven or eight month old baby. His legs and feet will twitch while walking, and the muscles on his face will tremble, which looks particularly funny.

Lisa stuck out her tongue and whispered, "Wow, socute! He must be very powerful."

"Why do you say that?" Liu Meng said with a smile. He was indeed not nervous at all, because he didn't care at all. The reason he came to this show was just to increase exposure and let Gu Pan know where he came to the United States and hoped that she could come to find him. In fact, Liu Meng did not agree with such a show that showed IQ. High IQ should be used in other occasions, not for others to show it, which is meaningless.

"Because he looks particularly like Hawking's brother who has been separated for many years, hehe." Lisa smiled happily, her chest trembled, and a fragrance floated out again. It was obvious that the little girl was in a very happy mood.

Liu Meng immediately entered a meditation, looking at the nose, looking at the heart, not squinted, focusing on the stage to see if this guy was so magical.

After seeing the question, the idiot genius still had a dull look, his eyes kept blinking, his mouth opened one by one, and even a little saliva came out. However, after forty seconds, the answer was written, and all eight were correct. The host shouted wildly: "I have to say something, this is simply amazing, in just forty seconds."

The host blinked at Lisa and teased, "Cute Lisa, you are about to cry again, right?" Lisa snorted and shouted, "I won't cry, hehehe, look at how happy I'm laughing, you should cry, you can't even calculate it if you give you four hours."

The host grimaced and shouted, "Cute Lisa, you are wrong. Even if you give me for forty years, I'm afraid I can't calculate it. Of course, if I give me a calculator, maybe I can calculate it in four hours."

Liu Meng was also surprised. It was the first time he saw the talent of an idiot genius. This was definitely a completely subconscious effect! This level of entering the subconscious is deeper than he entered. A eager expectation arises from his heart. Liu Meng also longs to enter this state, but he doesn't know if he has to knock himself into an idiot to enter! (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, novels are better and faster!
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