Reversal

Red in the face with anger, Jean shouted "Why are you doing that!!!? Do you know how valuable these papers are if your theories turn out to be correct!?"

"I did it for that very reason, they are worth a lot and I don't trust you" Christian lazily replied while passing the notebooks to Professor Andrew, who was quickly glancing through everything.

"So what if you don't remember the theories!?" Jean exclaimed with annoyance.

"I don't forget anything Professor Jean" With a serious expression, Christian replies.

"..."

Without answering any more, Professor Jean took another of the notebooks and immersed herself in reading.

Not even two minutes passed when Professor Andrew with eyes full of vitality, asks "Christian, I don't understand this... here you placed x ½= -b+√ 2.15...-"

"Oh that's quite simple, you have to...-" Approaching the professor, Christian begins to explain the process in detail, while the old man only nodded with an increasingly bright look on his face.

In the background, Eva was looking at her child with a soft, but proud expression, but undoubtedly the one with the most striking expression was Kira, who was looking at the child with brighter and brighter eyes, carefully observing every action or gesture Christian makes.

Time passed quickly, Christian had to explain to the couple every process, while the elders nodded at every word of the boy in dinosaur pajamas, but after about 47 minutes, the boy suddenly fell silent, causing confusion in everyone.

"Is something wrong?" frowning, Andrew asks as he sees the child's stunned look.

But without answering, Christian just stared into the void, while his eyes were so dazed, they seemed to look miles beyond.

But suddenly Christian stood up and took the marker from Professor Andrew, then walked slowly to the table, picking up one of his emptier picture books.

If anyone were to look inside Christian's mind right now, they would be shocked to see the amount of information he was processing, as his brain developed hundreds of mathematical equations per second, a process that would stall even the fastest computer of this age.

"..."

In front of everyone's dubious gaze, Christian began to write rapidly, while every time he finished filling in a sheet, he took it out and threw it aside, repeating the process over and over again.

Time passed, Eva looked at her boy with concern, as she had never seen him like that, but knowing that he is doing something important by the seriousness in his look, she didn't bother him.

The teachers got up from their seats, and stared in disbelief at what the boy was writing, while Kira just watched, took out a small notebook, and began to write quickly, glancing from time to time at the boy on the table.

35 minutes later, Christian stopped writing, having already filled two notebooks.

Looking up, Christian looks at his work still in a daze, then turns to the teachers and mutters wearily, "One of the questions of the millennium... The problem of P versus NP... it was always believed that P is also NP, but it was never proven that NP can always be P... now it has been proven, NP can be P"

With those words, Christian's eyes were slowly closing, he then collapsed onto the table, leaving the mathematician couple stunned at such a revelation.

The stress of pushing his little brain to the max overtook Christian, causing him to fall asleep instantly from the lack of energy

"Christian!" Quickly approaching her son, Eva carefully picks him up, looking for any injuries, but seeing his calm smiling face and his soft breathing softly. Eva realized that he has simply fallen asleep, causing a sigh to escape her lips.

"This is... unbelievable" Professor Jean murmured, frantically looking at the papers Christian left behind "No... this is more than just unbelievable... this is a miracle... this child is a miracle."

"Something that would take us years to complete he did in minutes..." Professor Andrew mutters, looking at the last papers Christian wrote, with a result that would revolutionize many mathematicians.

Turning to Eva, Professor Jean speaks frantically "Miss Eva, you must get Christian to take up mathematics!"

But without answering Eva takes the boy in her arms and carries him to the couch, gently laying him down on it.

"Madam Eva, you must do everything you possibly can to make Christian take up mathematics!" Jean exclaimed again, as her hands trembled slightly.

Frowning, Eva turned to the woman "I won't do anything my son doesn't want to do!"

"You can't do that!" Jean exclaimed in despair "Clearly Christian doesn't want to, but if you force him he'll have to!"

Frowning even more, Eva speaks coldly "I said I won't force him to do anything, stop insisting!"

"YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND WHAT YOUR SON MEANS TO THIS WORLD!!!" Jean shouted with reddened eyes "YOUR SON ADVANCED THE TECHNOLOGICAL EVOLUTION OF HUMANITY BY AT LEAST 30 YEARS, ALL IN A FEW DAYS!!!"

"..."

"HE HAS TO DEDICATE HIMSELF TO MATHEMATICS, HE CAN'T GET LOST!!!" Jean shouted while pointing at the papers on the table "IMAGINE WHAT WE COULD ACHIEVE IN YEARS!!!"

With anger on her face, Eva walks up to the teacher and whispers aggressively "Don't raise your voice in my house!"

"BUT-" But just as Jean was about to insist, a hand on her shoulder woke her up, meeting her husband's scowling face.

"Calm down" spoke Andrew with furrowed eyebrows, knowing that Jean can spoil everything, then he turned to Eve seriously "I'm sorry about my wife, but what my she says is true, you must get Christian to take up mathematics."

But Eva could stand it no longer, and with a reddened face, she walked to the door and opened it "Get out of my house, now!"

"Miss Eva, Christian has a great future in-" Andrew tried to insist, but Eva interrupted him.

"Get out, NOW!!!" Eva shouted, glaring aggressively at the old man.

"*Sigh*" Looking deep into the papers, Andrew took his wife's arm and looked at her "Let's go, this is not the time."

"..." Gritting her teeth in frustration, Jean nodded, instantly knowing she made things difficult.

Grabbing the papers from the table, Jean walks towards the exit, followed by her husband, but as she went to leave, a hand got in her way.

"Leave those papers on the table, they belong to my son" Eva said Coldly, looking directly into the old woman's eyes.

"But we have to-"

"I said leave them on the table."

"..." Clenching her fists, Professor Jean turned and put down the papers, then left the house with her back hunched.

"Miss Eva, I'm sorry for the trouble" As she left, Professor Andrew apologized "You may not understand, but what we saw today is like watching a miracle of the Goddess for the religious, that's why my wife was so elated."

"..."

"We would like to go through with the deal we made with Christian, it would be beneficial for both of us"

"If my son wants to do it, I will support him" Eva nodded, closing the door after her words, but as she did so she noticed something.

Turning her head, Eva watched Kira, who was still frantically typing "You too, get the hell out of my house."

"..."

Receiving no response, Eva became more enraged, approaching the woman, Eva squeezes her shoulder and forces her to turn around "I told you to get the hell out!"

With a bit of a daze, Kira turns around with a smile "Sorry, I was a bit dazed, see ya"

With one last look at the sleeping child, Kira left the house, causing Eva to sigh.

"Was it the right thing to do?" Eva murmured she quickly approached Christian, observing her child with a difficult expression "What do you want Christian? Why can't I understand you?"

"..."

But, although she received no answer, Eva instantly remembered the words Christian said a few days ago 'I just want to spend more time with you, it makes me happy'

Smiling softly, Eva caressed the boy's face while murmuring "It's me who makes everything difficult"

...

March 3, 2010.

"All ready" Christian murmured, looking at the tray of food he prepared.

"2 eggs, bacon, bread, fruit, coffee" Nodding, Christian turns to his sleepy siblings "Hailie, Alan, do you have your presents ready?"

"Not yet!" Alan exclaimed, quickly coloring a sheet placed on the table in front of him.

"Look brother, it's us!" Holding up the paper, Hailie shows a drawing of 4 people-like things, causing Christian to smile softly.

"That's very nice Hailie, but why don't I have hair?" looking at the drawing, Christian sees that everyone has their hair color, easily identifying who everyone is, but there is one bald person.

"Your hair is white and the paper is white, so I didn't have to draw it because it's the same thing" Hailie replied with a smile, leaving the drawing on the table and continuing with her work.

"Understandable" Nodding, Christian continued to fix his mother's food.

"Alan, how's your drawing going?" placing some salt on the fried eggs, Christian asks.

"It's going well."

Pursing his lips, Christian approaches his brother, observing a drawing similar to Hailie's, but in Alan's drawing, everyone is holding hands but him.

"No, this is wrong" Smiling, Christian runs his hands down the boy's back and brings them together with his brother's shoulders "You shouldn't be alone in your drawing."

Gently, Christian reaches out his own hand in the drawing and joins it together with Alan's "That's better, we're a family and we're close, aren't we?"

"..." Staring at the drawing for a few seconds, Alan turns to his brother "Your hand looks like a snake."

"If you dare walk away, my hand will turn into a snake and bring you back."

"That's scary"

"I'm scary"

"..." Pursing his lips, Alan looks back down at his drawing.

Rubbing the boy's hair, Christian speaks softly "I don't mind you ignoring us at school, but we're a family Alan, we should support each other in everything."

"..."

"Those friends you have at school sooner or later will go their separate ways, they will go to other schools or their family will move to other states... it's even possible that you will fight over something silly and won't talk to each other anymore, but when that happens, we will always be there for you"

With those words, Christian turned and went to look at the food.

"Brainy" Alan muttered, painting his picture.

"Hailie, what do you want to be when you're an adult?" asked Christian.

"I don't know, I like video games."

"You could learn how to create them."

"That's boring, I like playing them!" Hailie exclaimed.

"Then play so well, everyone will look up to you!"

"But I'm already the best!"

"Not more than me!"

"You cheat!" Hailie exclaimed in frustration.

"Whatever you say" Christian smiled, then turned to Alan "What about you Alan? What do you want to be when you grow up?"

"I want to be a cheerleader"

"C-cheerleader?"

"Yeah!" nodded Alan quickly "The kind that shows up in sports"

"That's... nice?"

"Mn!"

"But when you're an adult, what would you like to be?"

Holding his hand to his chin, Alan thought "I'd like to be like the models in the magazines"

"Model?"

"Yes" Nodding quickly Alan, as his eyes began to sparkle "They are amazing, they always have the best clothes, and in every picture I see of them they are in amazing places, so I will be a model and be the envy of all my friends"

"Then we'll have a model and the best video game player in our family"

"Hailie is dumb, she won't be the best" Alan replied with a smirk towards the girl.

"And you suck, no one will want you as a model"

"You have fleas"

Smiling at his sibling's early morning bickering, Christian went on with his day "A model and video game player...we'll see if I can help them, for now, let's celebrate mom birthday.... August 27 for Alan and March 23 for Hailie, I will no longer accept such important dates being forgotten'.

...

Carefully opening the door, Christian entered his mother's room, finding her still asleep.

This is rather strange for a Wednesday, Eva should be at work and Christian with his siblings at school, but the white-haired boy turned off all alarms while his mother was out of sight, determined to spend his mother's birthday with his family.

As for the danger of his mother being fired, Christian didn't care.

Two days after the teachers left, they came back with a lawyer and everything was signed. The professors took their studies with them and had already begun the process of publishing the theories in scientific journals.

The money would eventually come, whether it was for their books or their theories.

Looking at his siblings, Christian nods towards them then turns to his mother and shouts all together "Happy Birthday!"

"..." But Eva didn't wake up, she was still sleeping like a log.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!" Christian shouted, making Eva jump up with a start.

Looking around in a daze, Eva finds her 3 little ones at the foot of her bed "Did something happen?"

"Happy Birthday" Smiled Christian, turning to Alan and Hailie "We've prepared food and presents for you."

Looking dazedly at the tray of food in the child's hand, and then at her smiling children, Eva quickly processes everything that happened, causing a soft smile to spread across her face "They didn't have to bother"

"Look mom I drew you a picture!" Hailie exclaimed, quickly approaching the woman "We're all in."

"Mom, look at mine, it's better than Hailie's" Alan quickly followed.

Picking up the drawings with trembling hands, Eva looked at them carefully, as her eyes reddened slightly "They're very pretty."

Eva's birthday had never been celebrated with her family, money was tight, relationships were strained, and her children didn't even know exactly when it was, the only person who gave her a present now and then was Ashley. So, this year Christian didn't let it go, planning everything with his sibling's days in advance.

Stepping closer, Christian sets the tray on the side of the bed and hugs his mother "Happy Birthday Mom."

Biting her lips, Eva hugs her little boy tightly "Th-thank you."

Turning to his siblings, Christian gestures for them to join him in a nice family hug.

"Okay, eat mother"

Quickly wiping away the tear she let escape, Eva nods with a beautiful smile, then frowns and looks at her watch, which makes her eyes go wide "Shouldn't you be going to school? And me to work."

"..."

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