Reaching the age of thirty, my income randomly doubled

Chapter 428 - 261: Dawn

Dawn’s early light streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating the vast expanse of the Tan Palace villa.

It was a new day, and Chen Pingsheng had risen early.

He even made a point to open up Baidu and search for a series of educational issues concerning little prodigies.

Boy, there sure were plenty of answers.

Some said not to rush the child’s development, while others suggested letting nature take its course.

Ever since he discovered that the little fart kid at home had a photographic memory, Chen Pingsheng was over the moon.

The shadow of being outshone by the spoiled brat, at last, seemed to be lifting.

His room was still super large, complete with a garden terrace and a separate computer desk and walk-in wardrobe.

He randomly picked out two casual outfits, put them on, and went to check on the little fart kid.

The little fart kid shared a room with her sister, and she also only liked to sleep with her sister.

Chen Pingsheng knocked on the door, and both his daughters were already up.

Chen An’an was still a bit groggy, while the little fart kid would open her eyes for a moment, then squint them halfway shut again.

Clearly, she also hadn’t fully woken up yet.

After he carried her to the living room, Peng Ying and Liu Fen both came over as well.

Naturally, the spoiled brat came over too.

"Little Xinyi seems to have a photographic memory!"

"I was teaching her math yesterday, and she remembered it immediately."

"And it’s the same with ancient poetry, she’s truly a prodigy."

"Don’t say, it’s true. Do you think we should tell her when she wakes up that she’s a prodigy?"

"Definitely not, the worst thing for a prodigy is to rush them, we mustn’t make her proud."

"That’s true, haha, she’s only two and a half, what does she know?"

A group of adults were chattering around the still half-asleep little fart kid.

Standing to the side, Chen An’an suddenly said, "Dad, I have to admit, your genes aren’t too shabby, it’s just why did they skip over me?"

"My sister has a photographic memory, while I could read something a hundred times and still not remember it, that’s clearly not right!"

Chen An’an touched her own little chin, thinking hard.

Do you think she couldn’t understand?

In reality, she was just finding herself a good excuse.

After all, she had said just a few days earlier that Dad’s genes were no good and that’s why her grades were poor.

Now that her sister had a photographic memory, she had to come up with a new set of explanations quickly.

Both were born to the same parents, it made no sense at all.

"An’an, Dad has given up on your grades."

Chen Pingsheng patted her shoulder, "But your sister is obviously going to bring honor to our family, and as her big sister, you should set a good example."

"Don’t worry, Dad."

Chen An’an patted her little belly, seriously promising, "Being a role model is something I’ve done since I was little, you can be totally reassured."

The one I’m least reassured about is you.

Chen Pingsheng couldn’t be bothered to expose her, for the spoiled brat was quite clever.

She had the day off today, and National Day was just a few days away.

Then, she wanted to go play on the super yacht in Xiangjiang.

Chen Pingsheng was also going to go over and check out the Tenghui Department Store that was preparing for its grand opening.

After Chen Xinyi had washed up and finished breakfast,

Yang Xiaole came over too, her grades were top-notch, and she maintained her place at the top even in an international primary school.

However, she had clearly been charmed by Chen An’an, genuinely admiring her as she loyally became her little follower.

Once the little fart kid had finished her breakfast, Chen An’an took her to play in the garden in their yard,

with a look of regret on her face as she recited a backpack.

Chen An’an said, "Sis, there’s a cruel little reality I have to tell you about!"

When it comes to pulling one’s leg, the spoiled brat is definitely a naturally gifted player.

Little Xinyi Chen Xinyi looked at her seriously, "What is it you want to say, sis?"

Sigh... Chen An’an let out a sigh, "When I was your age, I could recite thousands of Tang dynasty poems backwards."

"Multiplication tables of nine, that’s something I can answer in a second. Compared to my talent, you’re not just a little bit weaker!"

"Sister, what does it mean to ’recite something backward’?"

The little fart kid looked up in admiration, but she was only two and a half years old, how could she understand the meaning of idioms.

Especially since she’d never heard of that one before.

What does it mean to ’recite something backward fluently’? Chen An’an thought seriously for a moment and decided to give her a live demonstration.

With a single push of her foot, she went straight into a handstand.

Her little plump legs kept shaking in the air.

This shocked Yang Xiaole who was standing by. Is this what they call reciting backward fluently?

How come it was different from what she learned at school!

It was simply a worldview turned upside down.

"Goose, goose, goose, with white feathers and floating on the green water, the red webbed feet stirring the clear waves."

Chen An’an still had some martial arts foundation, so reciting something backward was a piece of cake for her.

The tough part was that she actually didn’t know many poems.

The little fart kid was astounded; so this was the legendary ability to recite backward fluently.

"Sister, you’re so awesome."

The little fart kid looked at her sister with a face full of admiration.

Chen An’an waved her little hand, signaling her to be quiet for a moment.

"What’s this? Not only do I, your sister, possess peerless martial arts skills and can recite backwards fluently, but I can also play ’Erhu Moon Reflection’. Sis, although you might not have the same exceptional talent as your sister, as long as you’re willing to work hard, you can certainly catch up to at least half of what your sister can do, you know?"

"Yeah." The little fart kid nodded vigorously, her little face filled with admiration.

Chen An’an didn’t pay too much attention to that and earnestly taught her the few little poems she knew.

In less than half an hour, two-and-a-half-year-old Chen Xinyi had actually learned all of them.

This... this... this...!

I had to admit, my little sister seemed to be just a tad bit smarter than me.

But that’s okay, An’an, the big sister, was not one to give in so easily.

She performed a set of Praying Mantis Fist in front of her, showcasing her innate talent as a peerless female warrior.

If there were a Talent List in this world, she would certainly rank in the top three.

What a pity that the legendary Talent List had vanished into thin air.

Chen An’an, as a master, felt lonely and a bit dejected.

The little fart kid at her side daydreamed, silently declaring her sister to be of top-notch talent.

Just exuding an expression, she had made her want to study hard.

In reality, Chen An’an was just spacing out.

With their parents not at home, the sisters were still having a good time.

The little fart kid liked her sister, and that was for a reason.

Super lively, it wasn’t long before she was live streaming.

She had stopped going to Kwai and had now switched to the TikTok platform.

This platform was newly established, with a user base still pitifully small.

However, Chen An’an was quick at gaining followers, mainly because she truly had some talent.

And since the platform was just starting out, nobody was dedicated to making videos yet.

Mainly because no one knew that accumulating followers could earn money so quickly.

Even Chen An’an’s father was just planning on using the five hundred million to nurture the next Xin Teng Live Streaming.

In September 2016, TikTok really was just for purely recording the good life.

There weren’t even ways to monetize it yet.

Chen An’an especially enjoyed dancing the butt dance on it with her sister, and even Yang Xiaole joined in.

She was not afraid of being embarrassed; she had become used to it since she was little.

Where did the face to lose remain?

As for the little fart kid, whatever her sister did, she would just follow along.

She didn’t know better.