Chapter 80 Genius, just the threshold to see me
Looking at Jiang Anping, who was confused but calm, Chen Yun smiled.
First this, then that.
Just kidding.
Chen Yun is not a nine-headed worm, so he insists on letting Ben Boer Ba get rid of Tang Monk and his disciples. He still has a clear understanding of the difficulty of doing so.
As Jiang Anping is Chen Yun's brother's best friend, Chen Yun still won't be too rude to her.
And if he really wanted to teach you hidden weapon skills, he would really be able to tell you something.
He didn't just throw it out based on instinct.
As more and more people become aware of the world, and use more and more extreme body coordination and control, he has his own unique insights into more reasonable postures and angles for exerting force.
Looking at the silent Jiang Anping.
Chen Yun smiled and picked up a dart and pinched it, then approached Jiang Anping and showed her his gesture of holding the dart at the moment.
Jiang Anping's eyes were immediately focused and firm, like bright stars staring at the ocean of knowledge. No detail could escape her careful observation.
Chen Yun then broke down a set of coherent postures when throwing, and explained the position, timing and angle of each step.
This set of things is somewhat similar to that of a professional dart thrower, but there are still many subtle and important differences.
For Chen Yun, it was just some tips he randomly summed up.
But he is able to use his transparent world and extreme coordination and control to dominate the sky, and the effects of the little tricks he has summarized are extraordinary.
When Jiang Anping in front of her heard this, her brows furrowed slightly, forming a small character "Chuan", which was her unique mark when she was concentrating on thinking.
The cheeks that puffed up slightly from thinking seemed quite different from her previous calm expression.
Not long.
Jiang Anping tried to hold a dart and aimed it at the target in the distance.
She did not stand on the throwing line at a distance of 2.44 meters, but retreated to the same distance of about five meters as Chen Yun.
At this distance, it was difficult for her to hit the target.
But now when she throws it, she throws it directly to around the eighth ring. She switched back to the normal distance and tried a few more times, and she was able to hit the bullseye scoring area almost every time.
This caused a faint smile to flash across her calm face, as if she was a little proud of her progress, but then she immediately tensed up and returned to a calm expression.
Turning to look at Chen Yun, Jiang Anping, who had really learned something, said seriously:
"Thanks!"
These two words flowed out of her mouth slowly, obviously without any ups and downs, and her face was still calm, but Chen Yun's emotional perception could detect her seriousness.
Seeing this, Chen Yun waved his hand casually and said politely: "It's okay, we are all friends."
That's what he said.
In his heart, Chen Yun couldn't help but feel the difference between ordinary people and himself.
The Jiang Anping in front of him could throw it with style after he taught him once. He was definitely a genius among ordinary people.
It can even be said that he is a very powerful genius.
But to be honest, even so, it still feels like there are some mistakes in his eyes.
His spirit and cells are more active, and his body muscle control is stronger.
The result of this is that he can understand most things with one glance, master it with two eyes, and reach the pinnacle of perfection with three eyes.
It is conceivable.
In the future, he will be proficient in singing, sculpture, playing cards, cooking, fighting and other skills, and his talent tree will grow to a height that is unimaginable by ordinary people.
Experts in these fields who have spent their whole lives thinking about it can only watch in confusion and despair as they are surpassed in an instant, and then they can't even see the taillights of the car.
And this is the only genius among ten thousand who has the qualification to feel despair.
Genius is just the threshold for meeting him.
The vast majority of people are not even qualified to feel the despair of being surpassed. They can only remain mediocre in their respective fields.
I don’t know that there has ever been a person who instantly crushed their efforts in the entire field.
He pondered for a long time.
Looking at Jiang Anping who was seriously starting to throw again, Chen Yungang was about to say something and correct some of her slightly incorrect postures.
After seeing through the world, I suddenly noticed Bai Shi and Sun Huiwen walking over talking and laughing.
"Ginger~ You are so awesome."
Sun Huiwen walked away from Bai Shi with a smile and hugged Jiang Anping from behind.
Chen Yun could feel that when the bullet hit Jiang Anping's back, Jiang Anping's dart-throwing hand trembled involuntarily.
"I'm not great, Chen Yun is great."
"He hits every target with every shot."
Jiang Anping looked at his best friend behind him, then pointed at Chen Yun seriously and concisely and said. Her tone was very calm, but it sounded natural. It was obviously Jiang Anping's sincere words.
Hear the words.
Sun Huiwen looked at Chen Yun in surprise: "Mr. God of Gamblers! This is not what you usually practice when you practice flying cards."
Her tone sounded as if she meant it.
It was like discovering some incredible secret.
"Who said that the God of Gamblers must be able to fly cards? Besides, I am not the God of Gamblers."
Chen Yun shook his head helplessly.
I can't call him a God of Gamblers, but he only has some special abilities such as perspective and emotional perception. Perhaps he should be called a God of Gamblers?
After hearing this, several people laughed and chatted for a while.
Then Sun Huiwen took Jiang Anping to the second floor, where there were beauty-related health care projects.
Bai Shi hooked Chen Yun's shoulders and said, "Let's go, there is an art exhibition hall upstairs. Come and see it with me?"
He said with a somewhat excited expression.
Obviously, he was able to agree to the rich second-generation's invitation more because he wanted to see the art, rather than for the darts performance or song and dance performance.
"Do you really want to go to the exhibition? Are your hands itchy again?"
Chen Yun glanced at Bai Shi. Now he knew the details of this kid.
"No, no, I'm done with it."
Bai Shi shook his head, then pushed Chen Yun to the third floor.
Soon, after the indoor elevator dinged.
The two came to the third floor.
In front of him is a wide hall.
There are various glass display cabinets here, which contain some of the artworks and cultural relics collected by this rich second generation.
Opposite the hall is the small opera house.
When Shiraishi came to this place, he felt as if he had returned home.
He looked around excitedly.
I saw him lying on the outside of a glass display cabinet, looking at it carefully from the side and bottom.
Then he said excitedly: "It seems that I haven't fallen behind in the past few years since I retired."
Chen Yun raised his eyebrows and asked, "What?"
"High-strength composite glass, vein and iris dual identification smart locks, vibration sensors, infrared radiation, RFID tags, smart lock access control..."
"Although it looks like it has been updated for several generations, if you look closely, it still has the same anti-theft technology that I am familiar with."
Baishi said like he was counting treasures from his family.
As an internationally wanted top art thief and forger, he looked down upon the intensity of security here. If he is prepared, he can loot this place.
"Are your hands itchy? Do you want to go back to your old career?"
Chen Yun looked at Bai Shi and asked doubtfully.
He didn't feel much about these cultural relics and works of art, and he wasn't as excited as Shiraishi.
"That's not true. Life is pretty good now."
"Whenever I get to a place like this, I can't help but think about how to steal and escape unscathed."
"It's considered an occupational disease."
Shiraishi scratched the back of his head helplessly.
He once felt that freedom was his hobby, and he didn't want to care about working a nine-to-five job and paying taxes on time.
He feels that following the rules will only take away all the good things in life. As long as he is not a person who depends on other people's faces, then he is free and can do whatever he wants.
But now.
Perhaps it was because he had been retired for so long that he no longer had much energy. He thought it would be good to have a girlfriend to take care of him.
Of course, he also understands that such a life cannot be separated from the wealth and freedom that he has worked hard to bring.
Anyway, no matter what.
He really wants to retire.
He likes the feeling of having three friends and a girlfriend hanging out together now.
It would be nice to recall the madness of youth once in a while.
(End of chapter)