Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Yin Shaojie certainly couldnât reveal Nimoâs true identity so he brushed her off, saying, âYeah you could say that.â
Feng Tianqi didnât quite believe it, staring suspiciously at Nimo. âMagician? I donât think so? You donât look like one.â
Nimo laughed care-freely. âSo what do you think I look like, then?â Nimo said in a deeper voice, his handsome, well-defined face leaning in.
Feng Tianqi frowned, thinking that he was weird as he leaned back a little. âHow would I know! Youâre very strange. Why are you leaning so close?â
Just then, Mu Xiaoxiaoâs food was served. She had ordered a lot of food earlier but now that there were four people it was the perfect amount.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Mu Xiaoxiao said to Yin Shaojie, âYou havenât introduced your friend yet.â
Yin Shaojie was speechless.
He deliberately skipped introducing Nimo because he didnât want to introduce him. He didnât expect her to bring it up.
âHe is just an ordinary friend that I just happened to bump into. You donât have to be concerned about him.â Yin Shaojie said the last sentence in Mandarin.
Although Nimo couldnât understand it, he still raised his brow and said to Yin Shaojie, âCan you speak English? Please be considerate of your foreign friends.â
Yin Shaojie teased him. âDidnât you say that youâve been studying Chinese? How much have you learned?â
âMandarin is too hard to learn!â Nimo shook his head.
Despite Nimoâs extraordinary talent for languages he still sucked at Chinese. It was embarrassing to even talk about it.
âI heard people say that Chinese is the hardest language to learn in the world but I didnât believe them. It seems I have underestimated Chinese,â Nimo lamented.
Yin Shaojie laughed at him. âDidnât you say that you could learn it in a month?â
Nimo raised his hand in surrender. âI take that back. Even if you gave me a hundred years I wouldnât be able to learn it!â
Feng Tianqi took the opportunity to interrupt, mocking him. âIf you canât learn it in a hundred years does that make you a retard?â
âMy IQ is higher than 180. What about you?â Nimo turned to look at him.
Feng Tianqi scoffed, âWhatâs so great about 180? Mine is definitely higher than yours!â
âWhy donât you take the test? Iâm pretty curious.â Nimo goaded him.
An IQ of 180 was considered super high IQ. Only a few people in the world had such a high IQ.
âDo I know you very well? Why do I need to satisfy your curiosity?â
Feng Tianqi rolled his eyes at him and didnât accept his challenge.
He knew at least how rare an IQ of 180 was. If he fell short it would be very embarrassing.
Listening to their conversation, Mu Xiaoxiao suddenly became curious. She nudged Yin Shaojie, leaned close to him, and asked, âHave you tested your IQ? How much is yours?â
Yin Shaojie laughed enigmatically. Casting a glance at Nimo, he reached out and pulled her toward him before whispering in her ear, âItâs a little bit higher than his. Donât say it out loud, though. My friend is very petty. Heâs always trying to beat me.â
Mu Xiaoxiao was happy to hear this. âReally? So your IQ is that high. Why didnât I know about it?â
âThereâs lots of things that you donât know about! You have to get to know me more, okay?â Yin Shaojie smiled and tapped her nose.
Mu Xiaoxiao pouted, âReally? You still have a lot of things I donât know about? How many? You have to tell me!â