Every word the old professor said was taken apart, and she could basically understand it. She couldn't understand some professional words. Even Meng Dai guessed that she could understand a general idea. She was confused about what it all sounded like.

Is this... Really a course for 12-year-old children?

Although she also knew that the training courses of the base were different from those of the school. Children's painting was originally of high level and learned things quickly. She thought that it was college level. She still understood college level things.

Why can't you understand a fragment.

It was obviously the content of artificial intelligence. She could tell that it was scientific and technological knowledge. An hour later, she turned to the advanced knowledge of human gene editing.

Shen Qianshu, "?"

Children's painting baby is twelve years old this year, isn't it?

Oh, you can't call baby now.

David occasionally whispers with Shen Qianshu about the progress and development of human genetic programming and its impact on artificial intelligence. Shen Qianshu keeps a polite but not embarrassing smile, yes, it does have a great impact.

Don't be false!!

The children are also very serious about learning. Shen Qianshu noticed that although they are all young men, other students are obviously older than children's painting. Children's painting looks like an 18-year-old boy, but his development is too good. The rest are real teenagers, and he is taking senior courses.

"Is this a senior course?"

David was surprised, "madam, this is intermediate difficulty, probably graduate level."

It's not up to the doctor's level yet.

Shen Qianshu, "..."

David looked at her with a smile, and Shen Qianshu thought to himself, I shouldn't have asked. Will he have seen that I can't understand a word?

She glanced at the door. Why did she hurt herself so much?

It's so uncomfortable.

Besides, what courses last two and a half hours?

This is too much.

Cultivate boys' kidneys from below?

Yeling sent a message, and Shen Qianshu fortunately turned off the mute wisely.

Yeling, "what's the matter?"

"I can't understand a word with children's paintings in class, glass heart!" There is also a wavy line at the back.

"Oh..." Yeling reacted coldly.

It's strange for you to understand.

Shen Qianshu said, "Sir, your genes are really good. You alone have raised the IQ level of children's painting."

Yeling, "I'm flattered."

Shenqianshu, "our hearts are not so terrible, are they?"

"Xinxin doesn't need to learn so many things. She can grow up happily."

"Children's paintings are really raised by their stepfather."

"Why do you want to abuse yourself? You can use your toes to think about his literacy class and know that you can't understand it. Why do you think you can understand it?" The night mausoleum sent out the torture of the soul.

Shen Qianshu shouted angrily, "I've decided to attend classes here for a year and a half. Goodbye!"

Ye Ling said, "pack up and go home quickly. You can't understand it for two years. Don't waste resources."

Shen Qianshu, "..."

She decided to fight with Ye Ling for three hours and ignored him.

Hearing this, Shen Qianshu was sleepy and almost dozed off. Fortunately, she had to maintain the human setup and couldn't collapse. Occasionally, she had to chat with David, and her legs were numb. Fortunately, the teenagers had to do programming demonstrations and express their opinions and exchanges. Shen Qianshu saw that the children's paintings were outstanding among a group of teenagers, and he was confident, as if he were doing a postgraduate thesis defense.

The content was unclear, and she felt... Really proud. How could she have such a perfect son.