Although it was only the second day after I came here, the feeling of revisiting the old place was particularly obvious. I don’t know what was wrong or what went wrong. It was just that uncomfortable feeling made people feel particularly uncomfortable.

Maybe it's this damn ghost weather...

Zhang Zichen followed Chu Nian silently, and was shrouded in tightly, feeling like a child afraid of ghosts hiding in the quilt. The thin layer of quilt was the solidest castle.

"Don't be depressed?"

Compared to Chu Nian's completely optimistic school, Zhang Zichen's frowning all day long is particularly incomprehensible. But it is not easy to persuade. Chu Nian had to look at the other party deeply and raise his hand to illuminate the elevator.

"Hello, two, I wonder how I played last night?"

A charming figure floated from a distance, coupled with a unique womanly voice, no need to ask, it must be the monster Sailendo.

"Hey man, I thought of several ways to crack your bagras effect last night. How about it? Let's communicate?"

Brad was also here with S. As soon as he saw Chu Nian standing there waiting for the elevator, he immediately came over.

"I'm still not giving up, but I already know that your method is definitely wrong without communicating. Don't think about it anymore."

Finally, he escaped from Zhang Zichen's bitter face, and Chu Nian returned to his confident appearance.

"Hey...How can I know if I haven't communicated..."

As the four of them spoke, the elevator came. Brad hugged Chu Nian's shoulder and walked in first.

Yes, the effect of Baglas is considered a magic trick, and it requires the three damn principles to be followed, but I feel really itchy... Such a legendary effect appears in front of me, and I can't understand it yet, so let's kill me... Brad didn't sleep well all night last night, so it was naturally because of the effect of Baglas.

"Go ahead handsome guy"

S looked at Zhang Zichen, who was still stunned outside the elevator, and said with a seductive look on his face.

"Well...please"

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The elevator didn't look big, but the remaining space was more than enough after the four of them entered. Brad was still talking to Chu Nian about his inference with excitement, while Chu Nian stood there with indifferent and helplessness.

Sailinduo naturally took Zhang Zichen's arm, like a noble lady about to attend a grand occasion, restraining her charming temperament from her body. But Zhang Zichen had no time to pay attention to her perfect and mature eyes, and her pair of phoenix eyes were still stunned, not knowing what she was thinking.

bite...

The elevator was very fast, and the four of them were sent to the room on the 60th floor again. The difference was that yesterday, Zhang Zichen only came with Chu Nian, but today he added a mature beauty and a strong man who was particularly interested in magic.

"Yo! Are we late?"

As soon as the four of them walked out of the elevator, Brad first saw the Mushi Changren and Dai Chenzhu who were already sitting around the round table.

"Of course not, we came earlier."

The ordinary people in Mushi still look polite. In fact, his attitude can basically represent the Japanese. He always keeps a polite look at the person in front of him, but after turning around and carrying a person on his back, there is no way to know what it is.

“Is there any ceremony today?”

S walked out of the elevator gracefully and calmly, with a jade hand still holding Zhang Zichen's arm. The beauty was beside him, but Zhang Zichen had no indecent thoughts. This kind of heartthrob who everyone liked could lead a generation of coquettish people. No matter how they chose men, they would not be able to pick a gangster like him. Instead of doing this, it would be better to break it off first. This is Zhang Zichen's attitude towards people like S.

"There is no ritual, it's just the old rules, just have a drink."

Dai Chenzhu still had that super confident expression, and her eyes glanced at Zhang Zichen and Chu Nian in a slanted way through the golden glasses.

"Our small circle has finally developed this year. I still remember that in the past ten years, we only had one person to join, which is really miserable."

The ordinary people in Mu Temple raised their hand to pick up a bottle of red wine from the round table. They moved slowly and professionally opened the block, and then poured it into the six goblets in front of them.

"What's the point, if it weren't for the fact that I could find a few people who were not difficult to communicate at this party, I would think that this club would be the same as whether it exists or not."

S picked up a glass of red wine, first swayed it gently, then put it under the tip of his nose, and his beautiful eyes immediately became intoxicated.

"I'm willing to spend money, 1990's rc"

Dai Chenzhu, who was standing beside him, spread his hands with a smile. He said that among the other three, the best one to fool and satisfy the most is Miss Sailinduo. She only had a bottle of good red wine or a deck of playing cards and was immediately dismissed.

"Although it is a bit abrupt, it reflects our Mensa's desire to seek talents. Come on, let's officially welcome these two friends."

Each of them picked a glass of red wine. The newly joined Zhang Zichen and Chu Nian stood on one side of the round table, and the rest stood on the other side.

"cheers!"

"welcome!"

A burst of toasts seemed a little out of place on the round table, but the overall atmosphere was still good. After all, this Mensa party took place among the extremely high IQ people in the world. Although their identity, occupation, gender, nationality varies greatly, what resonates most between the people is the IQ that is basically at the same level.

"Mr. Ambassador, I want to know, is this what your Mensa selection has always been?"

Chu Nian asked in a small chair, holding a goblet that looked particularly small in one hand.

"At least more than 20 years ago, I have been like this since I joined. I can get the qualification with two sets of papers with full marks."

"But, this operation has a huge loophole"

"I know what you are worried about, because I haven't explained it clearly before. If the difficulty of the selection test papers in Mensa is set to one, the difficulty of the second test paper after the full score will be 1.8. Although this is only the level standard we have come up with, it is also based on data. Take the peripheral test papers as an example. In the world, those who can get full scores are less than ten people in our statistics. Considering the progress of society and science, the difficulty of the test papers will also increase accordingly, but the standard for less than ten people will continue to be maintained."

The ordinary people in Mushi helped them hold their glasses, lit a cigarette, and then explained: "The outside world uses Mensa's peripheral test paper as a standard for IQ measurement, but we don't think so. The logical analysis focused on the test paper is only for specific groups, and people with talent in this regard will naturally be able to get it. In the club, we use the length of time as the standard for the evaluation of the score. For example, it took you and Z to get the full score for fifteen minutes, which is enough to rank among us very well."

"Why do you care about these things? This club is just a playful occasion. Come on, come on, let's have another one!"

Brad was a little impatient with what ordinary people in the Mu Temple said, because since yesterday, his interest has been on Chu Nian.

"Huh...sorry"

Zhang Zichen stood up from the round table with a glass of wine and walked along the porch to the other side of the elevator. The atmosphere here was a bit stuffy, especially after drinking the red wine, I felt so overwhelmed by an inexplicable pressure. I don’t know why I came here in a terrible way at the beginning, but since I joined the Mensa Club, Zhang Zichen’s feelings have not been very good. It is said that this is an innate feeling, or it is an illusion. Anyway, this mixed with anxiety makes people’s thoughts particularly sticky.

"Hey... handsome guy, you won't be able to take a few sips just now, right? I want to laugh at you."

Zhang Zichen had just walked to the window and wanted to pull open the tight curtains to see the scenery and breathe, but the next second of the action was blocked by S's slightly teasing words.

"Just feel a little boring"

Turning back and looking at S's dazzling face, Zhang Zichen felt that his eyes were blinking a little harder.

"This is how mainlanders are. I have never seen any world." Dai Chenzhu looked at Zhang Zichen's slightly embarrassed look and sneered unconsciously.

The round table, which was originally quite lively, was instantly silent by Dai Chenzhu's words, but judging from his own expression, he did not think there was anything wrong with this sentence.

"Of course, I'm just a gangster in China, second-tier cities after all."

Zhang Zichen leaned against the windowsill and glanced at Chu Nian who was about to attack. He immediately spoke and took Dai Chenzhu's words back, emphasizing the word "China" between the lines.

"Oh"

Dai Chenzhu still looked like that, hanging her shoulders slanted, looking at Zhang Zichen with an expression of watching the show.

"Hey, handsome little gangster, how about coming to play two cards with my sister?"

S didn't know where to take out a deck of playing cards, and greeted Zhang Zichen by the window with one hand, and started cutting cards with the other hand.

"Come on, let's discuss the magic tricks again."

Brad pulled the chair and walked over, using his familiar American way to get close to Chu Nian.

"Don't forget Mensa's purpose. It's boring to always make others emphasize it... Well?s?s?s?!"

Ordinary people in Mushi wanted to say something else, but they heard a thud. S, who was skilled in cutting cards with one hand, dropped the card in his hand all over the floor... Seeing this situation appear on S, it was basically the same as seeing the sun rise from the east.

"how?!..."

Suddenly everything in front of me became non-real, and gradually the illusory space twisted consciousness. A violent and powerful feeling hit Zhang Zichen's mind. The long-lost feeling seemed to be saying: What should be come, finally it's coming...
Chapter completed!