C1370 Before He Traveled to Another World(1)

The moon is hazy, the night wind is clear and cold, the first of winter in Beijing is already a little chilly. The lights in the reading rooms of Beijing University's library were also extinguished one by one. The lights in the rooms on the top floor were still on.

A silver-haired Prof. Yun pushed open the door and entered. There was a young man sitting at the dining table in the room. He took a handful of sesame seeds from the bowl and sprinkled them on the flat fruit plate. He stared at it. He muttered, 768. Then he carefully poured the sesame seeds into the bowl. He then took another handful of sesame seeds and sprinkled them on the fruit plate. 692... Repeating over and over again.

Prof. Yun sighed and took off his coat and hung it on the hanger. He slowly walked to the young man's side and sat down. "Fei is awesome! He counted correctly." The young man raised his head. A smile appeared on his handsome face. His slightly dull eyes looked at Prof. Yun. "En," he said and continued to stir the sesame seed.

Prof. Yun was originally a professor in the literature department of Beijing University. He was an expert in the research of ancient books and literature in China. He had two sons, and his youngest son had settled down in America after studying abroad. His eldest son and daughter-in-law worked in Beijing and gave birth to a son. It was this young man.

The young man's name was Yun Fei. He was fifteen years old this year and had been immersed in his own world since he was young. He did not like to talk and was not willing to communicate. His parents brought him around for medical treatment, so the treatment effect was not obvious.

Eleven years ago, after completing a rehabilitation training, his mother carried him and his father home. On the way home, they were hit by a crazy drunk driving car.

His parents died on the spot, and Yun Fei was tightly held in his mother's arms. After rolling many times, he lied one or two meters away from his mother. He stared blankly at his mother, whose long hair was loose and covered in blood, and didn't shout. He only silently shed tears. In the accident, Yun Fei only suffered a minor injury.

After the incident, Yun Fei became even more autistic. Apart from a little communication with his grandparents, he didn't speak to anyone else. He was no longer willing to undergo rehabilitation training and training, and was even more unwilling to go to school.

Later, Prof. Yun led Yun Fei to the hospital for a check-up. When they conducted a brain neural wave test, the results shocked everyone present.

Yun Fei's brain activity was as high as 81%, and the average average person was only around 20%. At first, everyone thought that there was a problem with the instrument. Later on, they tested it many times and compared it with normal people to confirm that the results were correct.

Prof. Yun asked the doctor why the brain activity was so high. Why was it still a little silly and a little autistic?

The doctor could not figure it out either. In the end, he explained that there might be a problem with the neurons responsible for the transmission of information between parts of the brain. The current medical technology could not solve the problem of brain waves transmission between the brain regions.

Prof. Yun and his wife brought Yun Fei to his youngest son's place. They checked and treated him in a few famous brain neurohospitals in the United States, but there was no effect. In the end, they could only return to the country and take care of him.

Prof. Yun and his wife lost their children in their old age. They were a little disheartened and lazy. Prof. Yun resigned from his professor position and applied to the library for a book management job. His wife also quit her job and took care of the two of them at home.

In the process of taking care of Yun Fei, Prof. Yun discovered that Yun Fei had a paranoid hobby of reading books. His memory was amazing, and he had the ability to "photographic memory."

He could remember any number he had read on the yellow page of the phone. He had finished reading the Xinhua dictionary in less than an hour, and he could remember which page each word was on.

Therefore, Prof. Yun went back and forth every day with a few books for Yun Fei to read. Yun Fei always quietly flipped through them. After reading one book, he changed to another. Prof. Yun did not know if he could understand it.

In order to test whether Yun Fei could understand it, it was also to make it so that Yun Fei no longer had to sit and read books all day long. It was not good for his health. Prof. Yun specially chose the Broadcast Gynaecology Illustration, Chen Tai Chi, and the Eight Stage Jin for him to read.

After Yun Fei finished reading, he also did it. Prof. Yun helped him correct his movements. Not to mention the Taiji Fist with more complicated movements, even during radio gymnastics, he would wrestle from time to time.

As for Eight Duan Jin, Yun Fei sat there and gestured. Prof. Yun saw that he was probably practicing the Eight Duan Jin. The degree of movement was small, but he didn't know if he would have any effect or not.

When he was five years old, Prof. Yun grabbed a handful of candy and placed it in front of Yun Fei. Yun Fei looked at it and said, "Six."

Prof. Yun was very happy and praised, "Fei is awesome! He counted correctly."

After the car accident, Yun Fei smiled for the first time.

Since then, Prof. Yun often took candy for Yun Fei to count, and Yun Fei always accurately said a number at a glance.

After many praises, he was even more delighted. Later, candy was replaced with peanuts, peanuts were replaced with soybeans, soybeans were replaced with rice, and rice was replaced with sesame seeds. He could always figure out a number at a glance.

As the candy gradually changed into sesame seeds, Yun Fei's flipping speed also became faster and faster.

One day, on television, the movie "Hero," which was directed by Zhang Yimeng, the scene of Li Lianjie's character being shot to death by thousands of arrows was seen by Yun Fei. He opened his mouth and said 1,282. Prof. Yun was also shocked.

Later on, Prof. Yun also found out that Yun Fei had a super strong mental arithmetic ability, and his computing speed was not even inferior to a calculator. After listening to the question with multiple-digit multiplication, he could directly say the answer.

When Yun Fei was seven years old, his grandmother passed away due to illness.

While feeling sad, Prof. Yun did not want to return to that cold home anymore. In order to make it easier for Yun Fei to read, he was taken care of by the curator. After changing the storeroom on the top floor of the library into a dormitory, Prof. Yun and Yun Fei moved into the library.

Prof. Yun worked in the library and took care of Yun Fei. Apart from eating and sleeping, Yun Fei would count the rice grains and sesame seeds every night. He spent the rest of his time reading books and going to the toilet with a book in his arms.

As Yun Fei read faster and faster, he got more and more books in the dormitory every day.

Prof. Yun knew that this was Yun Fei's only hobby, so he kept looking for all kinds of books. In any case, there were a lot of books in the library. Later on, he simply used the small cart dedicated to the library to move books back and forth.

The books that Yun Fei flipped through were also all-inclusive. They were written in history books, engineering machinery, philosophy history books, novels and magazines, etc.

Once, when Prof. Yun and Yun Fei were looking at the stars on the rooftop at night, he told Yun Fei that his father, mother, and grandmother were all in the sky, turning into stars and looking at the two of us.

Since then, as long as the weather was sunny, Yun Fei would pull Prof. Yun to the rooftop to look at the stars.

After moving into the library for a period of time, Prof. Yun woke up every morning. Before the library opened, he would go to the lobby to exercise, run, exercise, and practice Tai Chi. Yun Fei would also watch from the side.

When Prof. Yun was young, he had studied the Chen Clan's Tai Chi. When he fought, it was as smooth as flowing clouds and flowing water. Sometimes, Yun Fei would play along, but his movements were like a marionette.

Because of Yun Fei's situation, Prof. Yun did not look for another wife. He focused all of his attention on Yun Fei, and the two of them depended on each other.

The days passed very quickly. In the blink of an eye, Yun Fei's height had exceeded 1.7 meters, and he had handsome features. His face was clear like jade, but his movements were clumsy, and his gaze was slightly dull. Those who knew the situation felt that it was a pity.

Prof. Yun got up and poured a cup of water. He handed it to Yun Fei and said, "Fei, drink some water."

Yun Fei clumsily took the glass of water and drank it. He said to Prof. Yun, "Look at the stars."

"Okay."