I Am A Prodigy Novels & Stories

Everyone froze for a moment, then turned to look. Nate stood not far away, a faint, mocking smile tugging at his lips. "A middle school graduate who spent five years as a housewife, and now she's being hailed as a genius beauty and violin prodigy? Is that all it takes to be called a 'genius' these days? "Wow… the power of the internet really is something else. Even an airhead can be packaged into a goddess. Netizens these days sure are easy to fool."

I was a little surprised by his statement. "You don't behave like a kid. Not even a prodigy had a head like yours." "…If there's a prodigy, then Restia is probably one. I was merely taught well by my dad. He might be your best friend, too." "Well, ain't I lucky if I have a friend like that." He murmured, looking sarcastic. "What on earth did your father even teach you?" Dad taught me a lot. But if it were in a simpler term, then it's probably…

Well, but as always, Vis didn't spend his time in thinking, too much. It was very common, thing for geniuses to take less time to think, of course — their I.Q was much more than of an average, so it would normally take seconds to think for an appropriate decision, while others would take hours. But Vis was a prodigy — a prodigy among all geniuses — a one in a millennium talent. So, it would take only microseconds to solve a normal problem and as for, a too difficult and strange problem — it would hardly take a few seconds for Vis to solve it.

Prodigies like him were rare, even in the Holy Grandia. "Reality is often cruel. One man is nothing compared to a major force. That's why there have been countless prodigies for thousands of years, but very few of them are able to grow and develop successfully," Chace said, sighing softly. At his age, he had seen more than 100 prodigies. However, how many of them had survived? The exceptionally talented were prone to drawing attention to themselves. However, those who maintained a high profile were usually the ones who became sacrifices in battles between major forces.

He quickly stepped away and stared at me with open disgust. "Ruby, you used such a disgraceful trick to beat Jenna just so you could study abroad with me? What makes you any different from a thief? I even felt sorry for you at the time. I thought that even though you might not be smart, at least you worked hard!" I laughed out in anger. He had no idea I was a child prodigy who had been admitted directly to every school I had attended since middle school. Even before taking the SAT, several prestigious universities had already competed to recruit me because I held several invention patents.

He had an air of humility, but he was in a wheelchair, with both legs amputated below the knee. "Scroll through the photos," Luke said. "This is Justin Lansworth, Cindy's brother, and Paul's younger son. He was a child prodigy with an IQ of 189, and joined the prodigy class at 15. Later, he was sent to an elite school by Paul. He was the pride of the Lansworth family. But this man's life was ruined by Cindy—or rather, Justin's mother believed that her son was ruined by Cindy."

said the other two prodigies darkly. But he did not care. He just kept apologizing. Dustin raised his eyebrows. This prodigy was better than the others who were still arrogant and haughty. They had a death wish. “Get lost!” Dustin said. The prodigy who begged for mercy was stunned. He did not expect that Dustin would really forgive him. He looked surprised. “Thank you, Mr. Fox… Thank you!” He looked at Dustin gratefully before he crawled out of the hall. The other two prodigies were shocked.

“A story that my ancestors don’t know the beginning or the end of. They all just stumbled into it in the middle. They have no idea how it started or how it ended, many died without knowing the ending. And trust me they desperately wanted to” she said and then looked at Logan. “A boy, who is always born in a high rank family and shows great talent. A prodigy one would even go far to say, does that ring a bell?” she asked Logan. “I have been called a prodigy ever since I was young, I first turned at 15” he said and then I looked at him. “Really? at 15? But If that’s the case that how is that night you didn’t realize at first glance that I was your mate?” I asked him.

When joining the gifted youth class became impossible, Serena pushed her to sit for the SAT this year. While no one was paying attention, Serena had somehow slipped onto the stage. She tapped the microphone and confidently announced, "I know many of you never believed in my daughter and criticised my teaching methods, but geniuses are never understood. "After ten years of my painstaking education, she's now standing at a starting line far ahead of her peers. I'm thrilled and truly proud! "Now, let me invite y'all to witness the birth of a prodigy!" With that, Serena signaled below the stage. She'd bribed the technician to display Talai's official exam results portal on the giant screen at so

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