Su Luo left easily and comfortably, waving her sleeves without taking away a cloud.
But the prophet who stayed behind had a sad face, yet was inexplicably excited.
Because the question Nangong Liuyun asked was so amazing to him.
The prophet thought to himself, how did Nangong Liuyun come up with such a difficult question? He knew it was as difficult as ascending to heaven, yet he couldn't let it go!
The Prophet immediately calmed down, took out a blank piece of paper and began to calculate.
This question looks difficult, but when the prophet really tries to solve it in depth, he truly discovers how difficult it is.
It's simply a series of questions that are interconnected, and the deeper you go, the more difficult it feels.
How could this happen?
The prophet scratched his head, thinking so hard that his brain almost collapsed, but he only solved 10% of the problem.
I had originally promised Su Luo that I could hand in the solution the next day, but now it is definitely not possible.
So in the following days, the prophet neither ate nor drank, neither slept nor slept, and worked desperately to solve the problem.
The prophet was so immersed in this problem that he forgot to eat and sleep, and he almost went crazy, but he still only solved 20%... and with only this 20% left, he was also skeptical and not sure.
Why is this question so difficult!
What is the answer?
The deeper the prophet went, the more curious he became, and the more curious he became, the harder it was to get out. In the end, he became a little crazy.
Ten days, half a month, a month...
Time passed quietly.
But the prophet couldn't solve the problem no matter what, and finally he began to doubt his own IQ...
Who knows what would happen if the villagers of Pastoral Village knew that their all-knowing prophet actually suspected that he himself was a stupid fool.
In short, the prophet got stuck after solving 1/5 of the problem.
In the end, the Prophet was really desperate about his IQ, but he was extremely curious about how to solve the problem, so he had to run to find Wang Xiaohu with a calculation paper as long as his arm.
When Wang Xiaohu saw the Prophet, he didn't recognize him at first glance.
Because at this moment the prophet had messy hair, dull eyes, thin face, and clothes that he hadn't changed for a long time. He was in a state of obsession.
It was not until Wang Xiaohu's father came out that he finally confirmed that the beggar-like man in front of him was actually the prophet.
So, the father and son looked at each other, and finally sent the Prophet to Nangong Liuyun together.
Nangong Liuyun let him in.
As soon as he entered the room, the prophet placed a thick stack of calculation papers in front of Nangong Liuyun. Unable to conceal his excitement, he opened the door and went into the mountains, and went straight to the point: "When I was solving this problem, I suddenly got stuck. Look at @#￥￥……￥……"
The Prophet kept mumbling something, and Su Luo was stunned...she couldn't understand what he was saying.
Young Master Nangong made a stop gesture.
The prophet looked at the noble young man in confusion and said, "Hurry up and solve the problem!"
The calm prophet was so impatient for the first time, and Village Chief Wang was dumbfounded.
He was afraid that if he stayed any longer, he would begin to doubt the Prophet's intelligence, so he quickly took his son Wang Xiaohu away.
Nangong Liuyun glanced at the prophet calmly and said, "Do you really want to know the answer to this question?"
The prophet was very anxious: "Yes, yes, so please speak quickly!"
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