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Chapter 58 Score Estimate
“Three? We’ve had five in just half an hour, and they’re probably still going strong.” Fang Xiaoxiao stared at the menu, torn between matcha cheesecake and orange cheesecake. After failing to decide, he turned his gaze to Ma Yu.

Ma Yu understood perfectly and ordered her a matcha flavor, then ordered an orange flavor for himself.

Now only Yang Xingyue and Ai Liang haven't placed their orders yet.

Yang Xingyue looked at the various exquisite cake pictures on the menu, her eyes revealing a childlike longing. Every time she was about to select a cake, she hesitated and looked down at her own body. In the end, she gave up her favorite cream cheese and chose whole wheat brownie.

Seeing Yang Xingyue's pleading look, Fang Xiaoxiao tried to comfort her, saying, "Xingyue, eating a little bit now and then won't make you fat."

"I don't dare," Yang Xingyue said sullenly, lying on the table. "Eating sweets is the easiest way to gain weight, especially at night."

"Alright, not everyone is like you, unable to grow up no matter how much you eat." Ma Yu rubbed Fang Xiaoxiao's head, looking at a certain part and saying meaningfully.

I'm referring to height and leg length.

Upon hearing this, Fang Xiaoxiao kept kicking Ma Yu's calves under the table.

Ma Yu pressed down on Fang Xiaoxiao's thigh and asked Ai Liang across from him, "By the way, Xiao Ai, why haven't you made your choice yet?"

Now only Ai Liang is still hesitating, holding the menu.

Ever since he regained his senses a month ago, he has been very interested in all kinds of food. After all, for the past five years, eating has been like eating air, without any sensation. Now that he can finally taste delicious food, of course he has to choose carefully.

"Ai Liang, I recommend this cheese tart, it tastes amazing." Yang Xingyue, sitting next to me, placed her slender finger on a name in the upper left corner of the menu.

"Well, thank you."

Ai Liang nodded to thank her for her opinion, then put down the menu and ordered a tiramisu.

"Pfft, pfft." Ma Yu, sitting opposite, couldn't help but laugh out loud, and was immediately glared at fiercely by Yue Qihua.

Yang Xingyue puffed out her cheeks like a pufferfish and nudged Ai Liang lightly with her knee in dissatisfaction.

"Oh my, this is really strange. In the past, Xiao Ai would just choose the name that first appeared when ordering. I didn't expect her to choose carefully today."

Ma Yu scratched his head and changed the subject.

Since I couldn't taste the flavors before, I could just choose whatever I wanted. Although I prefer spicy food, I haven't had sweets in a long time, so it's nice to have some occasionally.

Ai Liang silently recited this in her heart, then waited expectantly for the dessert to arrive.

"It's getting late, let's hurry up and check the answers. I've been so busy with cramming these past few days that I haven't had time to gather any materials. Tonight, I'm going to have a big push."

Yue Qihua took out a prepared notebook from her bag, divided it into five portions, and distributed them to everyone. These were draft papers for calculations.

"Xiao Ai, this time the cake is on me, thank you for your help." Ma Yu said to Ai Liang with a little nervousness.

Ma Yu was very concerned about whether he could get into the Experimental Middle School. Even though his tutor had said there was absolutely no problem, he was still very nervous.

Ai Liang picked up a pen and some draft paper and asked, "Hmm, let's start with math. What questions are you unsure about?"

"The second to last multiple choice question!" Fang Xiaoxiao slammed her hand on the table and shouted.

"B"

“What about question eight?” Ma Yu asked.

"C"

The long process of estimating scores began, mainly involving Yang Xingyue, Ma Yu, and Fang Xiaoxiao asking questions, while Yue Qihua and Ai Liang were responsible for answering. If your answer differed from theirs, it meant you had answered incorrectly.

Aside from her habit of making silly jokes about history, Ai Liang never makes a mistake in any of her other subjects.

This is the experience summarized by several people over the past three years.

The score estimation is based on the premise that everyone can remember the questions. When there are questions that everyone is unsure about but has not remembered, Ai Liang, the living scanner, needs to write down the questions so that everyone can recalculate.

"It's amazing you could memorize all of that. A photographic memory is practically a superpower, right?" Ma Yu said sourly, looking at the familiar test questions on the draft paper.

“What superpower? Scientifically, this is called hyperthymesia,” Yue Qihua explained. “It’s a rare medical anomaly where the brain’s automatic memory system is activated. This condition can be acquired through stimulation. Theoretically, anyone who masters the activation method can have a photographic memory.”

Yue Qihua is right. In fact, many cases of hyperthymesia are triggered by special accidents that lead to the individual possessing this ability.

The reason Ai Liang developed hyperthymesia may be that he had some kind of influence on the baby's brain when he traveled through time.

Hyperthymesia is not a good thing. Although it is a normal manifestation of the brain from a medical point of view, it can also be regarded as a serious mental illness.

Ai Liang was deeply affected before she was five years old. Things that happened a few months ago would often pop into her mind, such as when she was thinking about the millet porridge she ate for dinner yesterday.

As a result, the brain triggered the keyword "millet porridge," immediately associating it with scenes of eating millet porridge for dinner last week, last month, and even last year.

This condition often causes memory confusion, making people vividly recall events from last year, giving them a sense of disconnect as if they are still living in the past.

Moreover, remembering everything, whether happy or painful, is a form of mental torture. One second you're reminiscing about a comedy, and the next you're being stabbed in the back—who can stand that?

Perhaps the memories of her past life were etched into her soul or spirit, and this body's brain did not contain those memories of the past twenty years, which finally relieved Ai Liang.

A five-year-old's memory is limited, so it's barely tolerable. If she could remember all the memories from her past life, which spanned more than twenty years, Ai Liang would have become withdrawn long ago.

So, after Ai Liang gained superpowers at the age of five, the first thing she did was to manually create a memory bank and seal all her memories inside.

If hyperthymesia is a passive search engine, then having a memory bank turns it into a human-shaped Baidu.

It can accurately recall relevant memories only when needed, which is very convenient.

"That would be wonderful, I really want to get sick too."

Yang Xingyue looked at Ai Liang with envy.

"Intelligence is a combination of a lot of things, such as observation, attention, and thinking ability. It's not just about memory. Even if you could remember everything you see, you'd still be a fool," Yue Qihua said to Yang Xingyue.

"I was just saying." Faced with a genius with an IQ of 145, Yang Xingyue silently lowered her head and started doing math problems.

Yue Qihua looked at her and said in a soft voice, "Aren't you already suffering from puberty? You're still calling out Ai Liang's name even in your sleep."

The words were spoken so softly that only Yue Qihua herself could hear them, but Ai Liang still caught them clearly.

Upon hearing this, Ai Liang's hand trembled slightly. He tried to calm himself down, ignoring the massive amount of information contained in Yue Qihua's complaints, and focused his attention on estimating the score.

Ai Liang is a normal teenager going through puberty. Imagine what it would be like if a beautiful girl called your name in her sleep?
Yue Qihua's words kept echoing in Ai Liang's mind. In the end, she had to forcefully use her ability to stuff these words into her memory bank before she could calm down and regain her calm and composed demeanor.

(End of this chapter)