Marrying My Bestie's Ferocious Brother - He Calls Me His Baby! Chapter 184: Report, Professor! I’m Not Playing!

Dean Li was the first to react. He hurriedly squatted down, "Elder Liu, are you alright?"

Elder Liu ignored him.

His body was trembling, his eyes fixed on Gu An, who was holding a spoon with an innocent face.

"Monster, truly a monster..."

He mumbled to himself, his voice rasped as if it had been sanded.

As a top children’s developnt expert in the country, he had seen countless prodigious children.

But those so-called geniuses paled in comparison to the one-month-old infant before him.

Dean Li supported Elder Liu, cautiously asking, "Elder Liu, this child...?"

Elder Liu waved his hand, signaling him not to speak.

He walked to the kang, bent down, and observed Gu An and Gu Ning with eyes akin to examining a national treasure.

Gu An was unafraid of strangers, his big black eyes curiously watching the white-bearded old man.

Gu Ning, on the other hand, was frightened and was about to cry with a pout.

Lin Wan Yi quickly held her daughter in her arms, gently patting her back.

Elder Liu stretched out a trembling hand, cautiously touching Gu An’s small arms and legs.

"Bone density, muscle strength... far exceed that of infants of the sa age."

He then examined the child’s eyes.

"Clear eyes, can track objects, has a definite focus... this... this is at least the developntal level of an older infant!"

Elder Liu reached a conclusion.

His voice was not loud, yet it was like a thunderclap exploding in everyone’s ears in the room.

Dean Li and the publicity officer gasped.

Gu Yanshen’s body tensed like a rock.

If this got out, his wife and child would probably be taken as monsters for research dissections!

Elder Liu seed to realize the severity of the issue too.

He withdrew his hand, his expression becoming extrely serious.

"Dean Li, today’s events must be kept confidential."

Dean Li nodded heavily, "I understand."

"Mr. Lin, Mr. Gu," Elder Liu turned to the couple, "the child’s condition is extraordinary, and you mustn’t publicize it. Let them... grow up like ordinary children."

His tone carried a hint of pleading.

Such a genius, if exposed to public scrutiny too early, who knows if it would be a blessing or a curse.

After sending off Dean Li and Elder Liu, both heavy-hearted, only the family remained in the room.

The atmosphere was sowhat heavy.

Gu Yanshen looked at the two jade-like little ones in the cradle, his brow furrowed into a knot.

Lin Wan Yi walked over and held his hand.

"Don’t worry, I will take good care of them."

Gu Yanshen turned his hand to tightly clasp her soft little hand, saying nothing.

But the storm of emotions in his eyes let Lin Wan Yi know that the man was in a state of post-fear.

Days passed by.

Spring left, autumn ca, and in the blink of an eye, six months passed.

The two little ones could already hold onto the wall and wobbly take a few steps.

That day, Gu Yanshen finished training and dragged his weary body back ho.

The house was very quiet.

Usually, at this ti, Lin Wan Yi would have the radio on, listening to so news or music.

Why was it silent today?

He walked into the living room and saw the "ruin" on the coffee table at a glance.

The Red Star brand radio had been completely dismantled.

All the parts, from electron tubes to capacitors and resistors, down to the tiny screws, had been disassembled neatly.

Then, according to size and shape, they were ticulously sorted and arranged on the coffee table.

The organization was more precise than the most rigorous armorer under his command.

And beside the coffee table, on the carpet.

His eldest son, Gu An, was sitting among a pile of building blocks, with little expression on his face.

Gu Yanshen was completely frozen in place.

He looked at the pile of intricate parts, then at the "little destroyer" with an innocent face.

His heart felt stifled.

This troubleso little guy was only six months old!

How on earth did he manage to disassemble a radio like this without damaging any part?

Just then, the sound of babbling ca from the inner room.

Gu Yanshen followed the sound.

He saw Lin Wan Yi sitting by the bed, watching TV.

On the TV, the news anchor on the evening news was articulately reporting the news.

His little daughter, Gu Ning, was standing by her mother’s legs, holding onto the bed rail, her little mouth opening and closing.

The babbling sounds she made, though not forming words, mimicked the intonation, rhythm, and pauses of the news anchor flawlessly!

Perfectly matching, without a tiny error.

Gu Yanshen felt like he was starting to not recognize this world.

A "chanical genius" who dismantles things.

A "language prodigy" performing imitation acts.

How could life go on like this?

He walked over and hugged his wife from behind.

Lin Wan Yi sensed the familiar cold aura from him and a slight stiffness imperceptible to others.

"What’s wrong?" she asked with a smile.

Gu Yanshen said nothing, only pointing at the parts on the coffee table outside and then at the daughter who was "broadcasting the news" along with the TV.

The aning is clear: You go ahead and explain.

Lin Wan Yi burst out laughing.

"Oh, co on, what’s so strange about that."

She talked nonsense with an air of seriousness.

"An An takes after you, naturally interested in chanics, and very good with his hands."

"And Ningning, like , has a talent for languages, definitely diplomat material in the future."

Gu Yanshen: "..."

He trusted her nonsense.

He decided to personally step in and save his precarious father-son relationship.

He walked over to Gu An and crouched down.

He tried hard to make his expression look kind and friendly.

"An An, co on, say ’Daddy’."

He pointed at his nose, carefully enunciating.

"Daddy"

Gu An finally looked away from the diode.

He lifted his head and looked at the man before him trying hard to play dumb.

In those clear eyes, it clearly said four big words: watching a fool.

Then, he lowered his head, turned around, and engrossed himself once again in playing with the discarded diode.

As if that thing was far more interesting than his own dad.

Gu Yanshen’s face darkened.

Lin Wan Yi was beside herself with laughter, nearly doubled over.

Just then, there was a knock at the courtyard gate.

"Mr. Lin, are you ho? It’s Old Wang here to improve his als!"

It was Professor Wang from the Agricultural College.

Ever since he tasted the vegetables Lin Wan Yi grew with spiritual spring water, he beca a frequent visitor, often bringing snacks and fruit in the na of "academic exchange," when in reality, he was there for the food.

Lin Wan Yi smilingly went to open the door.

"Professor Wang, you’re here, please co in."

Professor Wang walked in happily, imdiately spotting Gu An playing with building blocks on the carpet.

"Wow, An An is playing with blocks?"

He casually comnted, about to head to the kitchen when suddenly he stopped in his tracks.

His gaze seed magnetically attracted, firmly fixed on the pile of blocks in front of Gu An.

That was no ordinary pile of blocks.

A few elongated blocks were tilted at an extrely peculiar angle, extending outwards.

At the topmost point, supported on just the edge of a small block, there were several square blocks precariously balanced.

The entire structure looked like it could topple at any mont, yet maintained a fragile balance with a kind of wonderful chanical beauty.

The smile disappeared from Professor Wang’s face.

He quickly walked over, crouching down as if he’d seen a rare treasure.

"This... this is..."

He pointed at the block structure, his hand trembling.

Gu Yanshen also ca over, looking puzzled.

Isn’t it just a pile of blocks?

"This is a ’cantilever beam’ structure!"

Professor Wang’s voice rose with excitent, "Utilizing tension and compression to keep the structure balanced without direct vertical support! This concept is only touched upon in advanced structural chanics!"

He turned to Gu Yanshen and Lin Wan Yi, as if they were two strange creatures.

"Did An An build this?"

Lin Wan Yi nodded as her scalp tingled.

Professor Wang gasped in awe.

"No... this isn’t scientific! Even Newton’s grave can’t hold it down!"

He murmured, as if driven by an unseen force, reaching out to touch the miraculous block structure.

Wanting to verify its stability.

His fingertips barely touched the outermost block.

"Crash"

The entire delicate structure instantly collapsed, scattering into loose blocks on the floor.

The atmosphere instantly quieted down.

Professor Wang’s hand hung in the air, his face a mask of stunned guilt.

Gu An, who had been quiet all along, slowly raised his head.

He looked at Professor Wang.

In those eyes, sharply defined in black and white, there was no crying, no anger.

Only a faint indifference, devoid of emotion... disdain.

That look seed to say:

Stupid human, you’ve ruined my experint.

Professor Wang’s heart stung sharply from that look.

In the next mont.

He suddenly stood up, grabbing Lin Wan Yi’s hand.

His eyes burned with ablaze flas.

"Mr. Lin!"

His voice was hoarse and broken from extre agitation.

"This child can’t be raised at ho!"

"He must be sent to a gifted youth program... no, sent to the Science Academy!"