However, he only said half of what he said. It was true that a high-level Mensa contacted him, and he also sent a package by mail. He was asked to hand over the air ticket and the Mensa Black 1 card in the package to the two of them respectfully at a specific time, but Zhang Meng didn't say a word about the latter.
In fact, there is nothing to mention. I originally thought that the Mensa club and the Mensa exam were the last small piece of pure land, which was strictly fair, just and open, but I never imagined that there is no such absolute optimism in this world. thing. After all the greetings above were issued, the two people with a big background were just going through the motions. Besides, how could there be such a monstrous person, at least in my own world, but I had never heard of it.
"Hey! Brother Meng, look at what you said. Next time something like this happens, but I want to open my eyes with my sister. No matter how bad we are, our scores in the test are not low."
When Xiao Qiao heard Brother Meng's words, he did not suspect him, because what he said was also consistent with the information he had received. Especially when she heard that the senior staff of Mensa had contacted Zhang Meng, Xiao Qiao's eyes were even more greedy. In a small place like SJZ, even if you become a member of the Mensa Club, if you don’t go to Mensa’s world-class parties, who can you get in touch with? What can we do? If you want to play something famous, you have to go up, at least into the circle of the big city.
"However, it seems that both of them got full marks in the test papers."
Just when Xiao Qiao realized that it was beautiful, a blunt voice came slowly from the end of the table.
"Dahui, what do you want me to say? In the whole world, what is the highest score of Mensa? What is the pass rate of Mensa? How can it be possible that SJZ will come out with two at once, so the monster will get it in twenty minutes? A full score? How much is your IQ? Is it reasonable? Think about it, do you think it is possible?"
This series of questions, although addressed to the unshaven Dahui sitting at the end, unexpectedly convinced everyone at the table.
"Brother Hui, it's not good for us to comment too much on these, after all, it's a high-level matter. In my opinion, it's better for us to learn more from Brother Meng, communicate more, and see how we can go to the next level. "
Among the crowd, Xiao Qiao was a well-known courtesan. Although her face was rouge and vulgar, and her smile was messy, it didn't affect her ability to move among the crowd with ease.
"Hey, why are you being so polite? It's not about learning from the past, but our small group still needs to communicate more, Vetter, serve the food!"
Accompanied by the non-Western food, more than a dozen people communicated in full swing, but the content of the exchange seemed to have nothing to do with brain development and IQ improvement. Dahui's words before were also successfully forgotten by everyone. After all, who wants to pay too much attention to things that have nothing to do with reality.
Dahui sat alone at the end of the table, not talking, just eating with his head down. The people around him seemed to deliberately keep a distance from him. After all, the seats are arranged according to the Mensa score.
"But everyone, when I went to Xiamen to participate in the world party this time, I found out some secrets."
This is Zhang Meng's purpose for calling this party, not to show off, who would want to hold a party without anything to do, it's not enough to pick a fee.
"Oh? What's it about? Mensa?" Xiao Qiao stared at Zhang Meng innocently and adoringly.
"certainly"
What I want is this reaction from you bumpkins! Just when the rest of the people also turned their curious eyes over, Zhang Meng slowly sold off.
I saw him first cut a piece of steak, and then slowly took a sip of the red wine. With the expression and posture of a professional wine tasting, he took a handful. . . That elegant and unpredictable expression really made Xiao Qiao a little admired.
"Hey, they are all from my own family, Brother Meng, why don't you tell me quickly?"
"Haha, I'm just joking with everyone. In fact, it's not a secret, it's just... gossip?"
Dahui, who was eating slowly with his head down, paused at the moment, and glanced over.
"Brother Meng, that's all you've said, let's gossip and have fun, but I want to see what's so good about that world-class Mensa gathering." Another man who was seated slightly ahead said road.
Zhang Meng looked at the expressions of everyone present again, and then opened the chatterbox with satisfaction.
"The founder of Mensa, Roland Beryl, do you all know?"
"I know, didn't he die many years ago? At that time, Mensa seemed to hold a worldwide mourning meeting for this."
"That's right, it's him, but you don't know he has a grandson."
This will not only focus everyone's eyes, Meng Ge even feels that the eyes of the whole world are focused on him. After all, he held back his big move for a long time, just to make these grandchildren look up to him.
"If you say that the old man has never been married all his life, and then suddenly a grandson comes out who wants to divide the inheritance, it's still gossip."
As soon as someone's words came out, Zhang Meng immediately blushed, and everyone laughed at the dining table. Perhaps in the eyes of others, this is the fun of this party.
"Nelson Beryl, it's his grandson!"
Although I didn't see which bastard said that sentence just now, Zhang Meng had already scolded his ancestors for eighteen generations in his heart.
"You! What did you say!"
As soon as the words were spoken, Dahui sat up from the end of the table in an instant, and the sudden energy startled everyone who hadn't reacted yet.
Although Brother Meng was also taken aback, what he needed at the moment was Dahui's 250-year-old energy who had never seen the world to cooperate.
"That's right, Nelson, the strongest hacker in the world, his surname is Beryl, he is also the founder of Mensa, the only grandson of Roland Beryl"
"The only hacker in the world who dares to use his real name, Nelson? The ruthless guy who claims to be able to defeat MI6 by himself, and is even boycotted by the whole world?"
After Xiao Qiao’s explanation, everyone here suddenly realized that the old man who founded Mensa turned out to be a hacker.
"This is what I was told by my British buddy who was sitting at the same round table with me in Xiamen. Hey... this Nelson really disgraced his grandfather, what's wrong with him, he wants to be a hacker, no matter how skilled he is. What's the use, you can't see the light for a lifetime. If you unplug the network cable, isn't it just a dick who can't eat enough? Isn't it being shouted and beaten by everyone in the world?"
When Brother Meng teased Nelson, it was as if he was talking about a street mouse, with contempt and disdain, as if he had already become the God who could throw a crumb or two on the side of the road at will.
"In the end, Mensa still has to rely on us to support the facade, ho ho ho ho, if his grandpa knows the virtue of his grandson, he will not be pissed off."
"Hahaha..."
Just when everyone was gossiping and teasing, Dahui's small eyes almost narrowed into a straight line, and the radiance overflowing from them suddenly flowed out.
"Sorry everyone, there is something urgent at home, so let's go first."
Before the desserts were finished, Dahui glanced at the watch on his wrist, got up together, and stroked the stubble all over his face.
I don't know if Dahui's voice is too low or what, the people at the table basically ignored him. When Dahui's eyes were passed to Zhang Meng, the other party looked at him perfunctorily and disgustedly, and then silently nodded his chin.
"Well, since something has happened, I won't force you to stay, but be careful on the way"
Hearing the other party's warm and reassuring words, Dahui turned a corner and walked out towards the door without turning his head.
The moment he turned around, Dahui's small eyes suddenly became like two bright stars, shining brightly and taking people's breath away! A layer of mysterious mist immediately surrounded him, making it difficult for people to see clearly.
Just as Dahui was striding towards the door, a person who was panting heavily and hurriedly running to the door just blocked Dahui's way.