Mygo, you guys seem to be getting a bit heavy-hearted.

"Yes, I'm listening..."

Yanming looked at Xiangzi's insecure little expression: "?"

Did hypnosis cause a delay in the child's development?

What happened to the promise of no side effects?

Xiangzi clutched the bottle in his pocket, praying that Yanming wouldn't notice his little action.

Generally speaking, her little schemes wouldn't be able to escape Yanming's notice, but perhaps her prayers really worked; Yanming only glanced at her a couple more times and didn't pursue the matter any further.

"I'm going to the kitchen. If you feel unwell, go and rest a bit more, but remember to wash your face, hands, and feet first." Yanming still suspected that the hypnosis app produced by the system was a worthless, unregulated product that had caused his child's internet speed to lag.

"Okay~" This time Xiangzi heard clearly, so he naturally agreed, and at least he didn't reveal any flaws again.

Yanming turned and left Xiangzi's room, closing the door behind him.

To prevent him from coming back, Xiangzi obediently went to the bathroom, washed the dirty parts of his body as Yanming had instructed, changed into his usual clothes, and then tiptoed to the bed, covered himself with the blanket, and turned on his phone.

……

【…】

Family members, does anyone understand? My host was like a pervert, eavesdropping outside the girl's bedroom door.

Head down.

"..." After a while, Yanming got up from the ground after confirming that there was no more noise inside.

Although he did feel that Xiangzi's reaction just now was a bit off, his intuition couldn't always be so accurate, and there would always be times when he misjudged.

Xiao Xiang's memories have been sealed away by the app, and the drawer where the medicine is kept is also locked, so it's unlikely that anything will go wrong... I guess I'm just being paranoid.

Yanming composed himself, temporarily putting his frustrations aside, and went to the kitchen tap to wash his face.

He had considered those things that might happen long afterward.

After all, one day I will no longer be able to hide my secrets.

His breathing will become more difficult year by year, and his steps will become heavier day by day. In his final years, he may have to lie in a hospital bed, relying on surgery and a large amount of medication to maintain his vital signs.

It's impossible to keep them completely unaware of this forever, so before that day arrives, Yanming needs to give everyone a heads-up.

As for whether their lives will be drastically changed after I leave?

Yanming's efforts so far have been aimed at reducing and preventing this situation from happening. Even Xiangzi, who is currently the most dependent on him, can hardly be said to be completely dependent on him.

He will gradually extricate himself from the situation, but... now is not the time.

There are still people who need him, and he still has time, enough to support another part of their lives.

……

She found out.

Xiangzi put her phone away, her heart pounding. Even though she had covered herself with the blanket, cold sweat was streaming down her neck.

The drug in her pocket was an expensive imported medicine produced by an Indian pharmaceutical company. It was used to treat respiratory diseases. Xiangzi couldn't find specific information or usage instructions online, but he figured he could get the answer by consulting a doctor at a hospital.

Since it suddenly appeared in my hand while I was cleaning the house, could it be Yanming's medicine?

Respiratory illness... If she's sick, why did you have to take her medicine behind her back?

No, if we look at it in a positive light... this bottle of medicine is actually still unopened, which means that Yanming may have only just found out he was sick and then went to buy the medicine, without having had a chance to tell me yet.

Should we take the initiative to ask?

Xiangzi was conflicted.

If it was Yanming's medicine, he should have returned it to him. Asking about it casually didn't seem like a big deal; it was just a friendly gesture of concern.

If it weren't Yanming's, she could have easily handed over this ridiculously expensive medicine to the more reliable and mature Yanming, and let him help deal with this lost item.

However, the moment these two ideas emerged, both plans were rejected by her intuition.

'Don't tell Yanming.'

'You absolutely mustn't tell him.'

'You can't let him know you know.'

"?"

Are these all my own thoughts?

How strange, why would she have such thoughts?

In the end, Xiangzi hid the medicine somewhere in his room that Yanming couldn't find.

Well, let's take it one step at a time.

If Yanming mentions it to her later, it won't be too late to return the medicine then.

After Xiangzi had tidied up the hiding place and made sure that even he couldn't find it from the outside, Yanming's voice rang out from the doorway.

"It's time to eat, Xiao Xiang."

"Okay, I'll be right there."

……

Because they hadn't eaten breakfast and had exhausted a lot of energy from the spring cleaning, the two of them didn't care about etiquette while eating, and just started slurping their food with chopsticks.

They only slowed down after their hunger subsided.

Yanming took a bite of rice mixed with vegetable sauce and said, "Don't do anything too strenuous this afternoon. Come and work with me on the lesson plan. I need to organize some materials, and I might need your help."

Perhaps due to his age, he's not very good at using these kinds of electronic devices. Chatting and making phone calls are fine, but things like researching information, which require attention to detail and technical skills, are best left to this academically gifted JK.

Let Yanming do his own research; he might find a guitar tutorial in the "Meow Dream style"... the kind that teaches people how to crack walnuts with a guitar.

……

"Achoo...who's cursing at me for no reason?" Meow Dream muttered, then remembered that she was still live streaming, so she put on her usual bright smile again, "...Ahaha, everyone, we've come here today..."

……

"Okay." Xiangzi nodded.

She was exhausted after cleaning all morning.

After this trip, my slightly bulging belly, which was a bit puffy due to lack of exercise, has probably shrunk back down.

That way, Yanming can't say she's debu.

What information do you need to look up?

Yanming said, "Learn guitar in three minutes, crash course guitar lessons, and guitar lessons you can learn at home... that kind of thing."

Since one's talent is exceptional enough, taking an unconventional approach does not indicate an unstable foundation, but rather a unique path.

What should I do if I only have a short attention span when learning something and my mind wanders after a while?

A: Numerical value.

Chapter 162 Sister Xiang, Stop Testing Her

If someone can quickly master a certain skill after systematic training, we can consider that person to have a high talent in that area and be a genius with "talent".

What if someone could master a portion of a skill in a short time through self-study alone, without receiving any actual tutoring, and without having even been exposed to any related content before...?

So, what should we call this kind of person?

Indeed, after observation, Yanming discovered that the pink-haired girl with the pointed head but surprisingly sharp mind...

It is an absolute "numerical monster".

Despite being driven solely by vanity, he managed to master the basics of guitar in a short period during junior high school, and then practiced only one piece of music to prepare for a performance.

Although the fingering looks even more awkward than a beginner's to a professional, and the proficiency is still lacking when making mistakes while playing chords.

But she did it.

Therefore, the methodical and routine approach that might work for others may not be suitable for Aine.

She doesn't understand anything about C chords, F chords, etc.

There's no need to understand it then; we can learn about it later. Let the body remember it first.

Yanming's idea was simple: he planned to find all the guitar "fast food" online, filter out the impurities, and then force-feed it to Aiyin, telling her that these were martial arts secrets that would make her invincible and unrivaled in the world.

As for the rest?

The numerical value will provide the answer.

……

After dinner, Yanming and Xiangzi snuggled on the sofa, huddled around a lit tablet, and kept extracting the most oily and sugary parts from the dazzling fast food. Every now and then, Yanming would summarize, removing all the parts other than the essential ones, and then condensing the essential parts into a cohesive whole.

Finally, after an afternoon of hard work, the two produced an edited video that was almost two hours long. Xiangzi did most of the editing, while Yanming provided guidance.

"This thing... can Ai Yin understand it? Although I've never learned guitar, I do know a little bit about it... If this video is to be given to a beginner like Ai Yin, wouldn't it be better to simplify it a bit?" Xiangzi looked at the mess he had edited with some difficulty.

simply put

This is what makes

Even the background music during the explanation wasn't properly edited, and the transitions were abrupt, making it feel like two separate videos.

"No need, this is exactly the effect I wanted." Yanming's expression was also quite tense at this moment.

But no matter how difficult it is to hold on, he has to keep it up, after all, he deserves some credit for what he did for this mess.

As an average guitarist with some experience, Yanming's perspective on this video is not much different from that of a layman like Xiangzi, except that it is more direct.

To draw an analogy, imagine a viewer who enjoys watching live streams. They like watching Otto's streams because they frequently hear memorable quotes from the host that could become iconic moments. While these quotes might not be particularly insightful, the overall dining experience is certainly quite enjoyable from a visual perspective.

But what would it be like if a guy with a BYD account took all of the wonderful moans from the above-mentioned "Simu Gun Ge" and forcibly pieced them together in a stilted way to make a video?

...Yanming couldn't comment on that scene, just as he couldn't comment on the top-grade cursed artifact he had created himself.

"To be honest, if this thing wasn't intended for Ai Yin, I would report it to the government and have it permanently sealed away."

It's hard to imagine that if something like this were to accidentally circulate on the market, the level of guitar playing in the music industry would drop by a factor of ten thousand overnight.

The two exchanged a glance, both seeing hesitation in each other's eyes.

After a moment of silence, Xiangzi suggested, "How about... we send it over and take a look?"

"I think it's fine." Yanming closed the video, converted the format, and transmitted it into Aiyin's chat window.

[Chihaya Aine (pinned) (Special attention)]

Xiangzi leaned closer and looked at the pinned chat window: "...Why is it pinned, and why is it given a special note?"

Because it's convenient.

"?" Yanming didn't notice the jealousy in Xiangzi's tone. "Isn't it a waste not to use this function?"

Taking advantage of the break in the file transfer, Xiangzi took Yanming's phone from his hand.

Yanming asked in confusion, "What's up?"

I want to see if you've been seeing other girls behind my back.

"Yanming, you don't know, do you? LINE is very easy to get viruses, so it needs to be checked regularly." Xiangzi fabricated a reason with an air of seriousness. "Yanming, haven't you noticed that your LINE is getting slower and slower the more you use it?"

Actually, phones naturally become slower over time; there are no viruses involved.

But whether it's Yanming or the old man playing chess in the park, they would be shocked by this alarmist talk and unconsciously start to think in that direction.

"Now that you mention it...it does seem true." Yanming thought for a moment and nodded. "Then you can help me clean it up, I'm really not very good at it."

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Xiangzi suppressed the corners of his mouth.

No, you can't laugh.

Xiangzi put on a focused expression and pretended to operate Yanming's phone.

First, there's the suspicious person... let her see, suspicious... suspicious...

Ah, I've got it! First of all, this one with a cucumber flower as its profile picture is very suspicious. It's all yellow, it doesn't look like anything... Oh.

It turned out to be Xiao Mu.