Genius to remember the address of this site in one second: []The fastest update! No ads! The house was empty all of a sudden, and Tang Xiaonan was also a little empty. Xiaobei and Xiaonan were at home. She thought it was too noisy, but when she was not at home, her heart was empty again. She watched TV downstairs and had some phone conversations with friends. , get bored.

She got up and went upstairs to see Xiaoxi. This child likes to be quiet and not to move. She huddles in the house to play with the computer when she is on vacation. She is really worried that she will become short-sighted early.

I asked my aunt to get a fruit plate. I often look at the computer and need to eat more fruit and supplement vitamins. It is good for the eyes. Tang Xiaonan took the fruit plate and went upstairs to Xiaoxi's room.

"Come in!"

When Xiaoxi's voice came out, Tang Xiaonan pushed the door open and went in, and saw the child was working on the computer attentively, and it was not the game she thought it was. The computer screen was filled with a string of characters that she couldn't understand.

"Xiaoxi, eat fruit."

Tang Xiaonan put the fruit plate on the table.

"Oh, eat later."

Xiaoxi didn't lift her head, she focused on typing on the keyboard, her hands were like lightning, so fast that she could fly a shadow. Tang Xiaonan only saw the characters on the screen move quickly, and the cursor also flickered.

Although Tang Xiaonan didn't understand it, she probably knew that Xiaoxi should be programming. Her seven-year-old Xiaoxi could actually operate such a tall thing. Tang Xiaonan suddenly felt a sense of pride. Could it be that she gave birth to a genius?

She didn't disturb Xiaoxi, and stood aside quietly, waiting for Xiaoxi to finish.

After a few minutes, Xiaoxi finally stopped, and the characters on the screen didn't jump anymore. Then, a blooming rose appeared on the screen, followed by another, and then another, and soon it was full. After seeing the screen, Tang Xiaonan was dumbfounded.

"Xiaoxi, this...is this what you made up?"

Tang Xiaonan was stunned, is her son really a genius?

Xiaoxi was a little proud, but his expression was still calm, and he said lightly: "This is only pediatrics, the most basic, nothing serious."

He tapped on the keyboard a few times, and the roses on the screen disappeared. He forked a piece of fruit and ate it. After Tang Xiaonan was shocked, he hugged Xiaoxi in surprise and kissed him on the forehead, "My son is awesome. !"

Xiaoxi blushed, but the little face was even more proud, and the tone was more indifferent, "This is just the beginning, I can make up more powerful things in the future."

Programming is his newfound joy. Of course, he still likes to make money. Programming and making money are not contradictory.

"Mom believes in you~lightnovelpub.net~My son is the best!"

Tang Xiaonan naturally strongly supported her. Originally, she thought that Xiaoxi was watching the computer every day to play games, and was worried that the child would become an Internet addict. Unexpectedly, Xiaoxi was more self-disciplined than she thought, this child is doing serious business.

The happy Tang Xiaonan forked a piece of cantaloupe and fed her son diligently. She gave birth to such a powerful son. After a while, she called Chai Yuxiang to talk about it.

After eating a plate of fruit, Xiaoxi continued to play on the computer, but was stopped by Tang Xiaonan, "Combining work and rest, Xiaoxi, you have to go out for a walk, look at the green, and protect your eyes."

"All right."

Xiaoxi stretched, and it happened that his **** was numb from sitting, so it would be better to go out for a walk. After going downstairs, he didn't see Xiaonan and Xiaobei, so he knew that they must have gone out and planned to find Xiaonan. I like to play with Xiaobei, because Xiaobei always bullies Xiaonan, and Xiaoxi is very unhappy.

After sending Xiaoxi away, Tang Xiaonan was about to call Chai Yuxiang and praise her son. A few days ago, Chai Yuxiang boasted a lot, saying that her family won the first place in the Yinyin piano competition.

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