Transformed Marvel Genius

Now little Anna's life is running between MIT and Weston School.

After school in Weston Cambridge at 2 pm, Anna rode a balance bike to MIT.

The old professor had communicated with Anna and knew that Anna had fully mastered the relevant knowledge of nuclear physics. He had already read more than 200 books on the book list. He felt that Anna could officially enter the graduation design stage.

As long as Anna completes the nuclear reactor dissertation, including reactor calculations and model building, he proposes to let Anna graduate.

From then on, Anna can be called a free person, and the sky is high and the birds fly.

"The piezoresistive coefficients of each part have been found, and the next step is to calculate the reactor fuel rod arrangement matrix."

Now Anna has reached the most critical step in the nuclear reactor, and it is also the most computationally intensive work, the optimal fuel assembly design.

This involves the spatial arrangement of fuel rods, control rods and coolant, which can only be simulated by computer.

Anna has programmed a program to constantly adjust various parameters in order to balance heat release and cooling with each other.

At this moment, the doorman called.

It belonged to Maya Hansen. A few packages came from outside. Maya ordered Anna to sign for it. After adjusting the surveillance, it could be seen that there was a car parked outside the iron fence.

Is Maya Hansen coming back?

Anna hurriedly called up Maya's cell phone eavesdropping records.

After listening to this, he had short legs and a straight face, with a serious look on his face.

"Sure enough, Maya is going home today."

Anna suddenly felt that she had a bad fate in the future.

At this time, the property over there began to rush again, so Anna had to help the stairs obediently go downstairs and walk outside the fence.

A lady came out of the car, saw Anna, and bent down: "What a cute little fat girl."

Then the lady ignored Anna's protest, patted her head, then turned around and took out several packages from the car: "Hello, this is Lagerfeld Studio, and the package contains five dresses that Maya Hansen ordered a month ago. , please sign for it."

Anna glanced at the costumes. The five sets were all small and should be reserved for Anna. It seemed that Maya had placed an order with Lagerfeld very early, and it was not delivered until now.

It's just, what does Maya do when ordering dresses?

Anna doesn't know what festivals are going on recently.

While suspicious, Maya made a video call, and Anna picked it up.

"Hi, baby Anna, guess where we are."

After speaking, Maya turned her phone camera around and aimed it at a sign.

"bingo, you guessed it right, it's in the Imperial Hotel in Manhattan."

"Have you seen the package that came in the mail? I ordered it a month ago. I'll put it on tonight. I want you to Bramble, love you, ah, ah."

He hung up the phone over there, and Anna accepted it expressionlessly.

Little Anna is well aware of Maya's nature. She has a strong desire for control, is famous for fame and fortune, and is keen to show off. She not only shows off her knowledge but also her wealth. Today, she is expected to show off her daughter.

Not long after, Garcia rushed over, took Anna, and the children into the Chevrolet, and hurried to New York.

"Anna, please remember, don't make a fool of yourself today." Garcia diligently told her that what she was most worried about was Anna, who knew what she would do.

Before getting into the car, Garcia deliberately patted the short legs all over the body. She was afraid that the short legs would carry some nitroglycerin or electric pulse bombs.

"Maya valued this celebration very much, and together with Dr. Killian, invited various representatives of the upper classes of New York."

Again, a stern warning.

"At the banquet, talk less, do less, eat less, and try not to move."

Anna understood, Maya found herself to be the mascot, just like Pikachu in the mall, or Kumamon in a ball game, in short, a thoughtless ornament.

People are so tired...

It was 12 noon when we arrived in New York. Before we could eat, Garcia was dragged into the Imperial Hotel by Garcia.

Opening the door, I saw a designer discussing the stitching of the dress with Maya.

Maya, who was tearing stitches, saw Anna, ran to the short legs, took her chubby hand, like Princess Cinderella in a fairy tale, and spun around: "How, is mom a Blimb today? Lin Shining."

"Wow..." Anna expressed admiration and said feebly, "You are the walking Franklin today, everyone loves you."

For the first time, Maya felt that little Anna had such a beautiful mouth. She kneaded Anna's face for a while, and told the designer, "Put it on for my daughter."

The ECM production line has been completed, and as long as the production capacity is fully opened, Franklin will continue to roll into Maya's pocket.

"Next, I just need to concentrate on my desperate virus project and it's ok." Maya said, and it was obvious that she was very happy.

Later, you can let go of your hands and feet to make big moves.

After the designer's rectification, Anna put on a princess dress.

Probably... that's it!

Maya turned around and saw the expression on Anna's face: "What's the matter with your expression, it's like holding back shit, doesn't the dress look good?!"

"Stuck the meat, strangle your neck!" Anna wanted to grab the dress and fall on the designer's face. What a shit, is this the dress made by the world's number one design? The second time she tried to tie Anna's belt, she failed. In the end, she had no choice but to say, "Maya, how much meat has your daughter grown in a month!"

Obviously there is a problem with her own design, but she blames her for growing flesh. Anna can't bear it or can't bear it.

"I think this dress can be changed a little bit."

No, Anna can be tough with anyone, but she can't be tough with mom. If one day mom is unhappy and grabs Anna, what should I do if it escapes and stuffs it back.

"It's alright, don't change it. Take a deep breath and squeeze in. Don't be afraid of being out of breath. You can lose weight by taking a few breaths of air."

Take a few breaths...

Looking at the designer stepping on Anna's old waist for rectification, Garcia breathed a sigh of relief even with her short legs. It was really cruel. As expected of her own mother, it felt different.

While Garcia was sighing, the door opened, and a man walking with a cane, Dr. Killian, was Quasimodo in Ana's mouth.

Now Dr. Killian can be said to be when he is raising his eyebrows. Even if he is limping and walking, he still can't hide the ambition in his eyes.

Today, Dr. Killian feels that it is his first day back in New York.

"Hey, Dr. Killian, isn't your lameness cured yet?"

Like a cloud falling down, Kilian's imagination was suddenly turned into reality. In front of Anna, Kilian tried his best to put on a friendly look: "Hi, little Anna, how long have we not seen each other."

In any case, the lameness was a pain in Kilian's life, like a thorn in his heart, reminding him that he was not whole.

"Anna!" Maya patted her short-legged head, and then apologized to Killian: "Sorry, I kept you waiting."

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