Chapter 73 A good answer



Chapter 73 A good answer

"Fatty, just focus on the competition. Winning or losing doesn't matter." Mudan bent down and reminded him.

"Yeah, don't be stressed."

"Come on, Fatty. The aunties are rooting for you."

Xiang Minghou bent down and said: "Your aunt is right, winning or losing is not important, what we are competing for is our mood."

"Dad, aunt, don't worry. Although I have never been to school, I have seen the world. Master Song is different. All he has seen is the small Loushan Academy." Ye Qianning did not forget to make fun of Master Song while speaking.

"Hahahahahaha, you remain calm in the face of danger. Good. Your temper is the same as your father's." Xiang Minghou laughed.

Master Song was so angry that his head hurt. He let me have a few words with you, then kneel down and leave the mountain gate to see if you can still laugh.

Qian Fanji tucked his hands into his sleeves, looking at everything in front of him calmly, with a hint of doubt in his indifferent eyes. He had seen Ye Qianning's acupuncture technique in the Helian Palace.

He was experienced and skillful, his technique was steady, more steady than the imperial doctors who were over fifty years old in the palace. At this moment, facing the teacher of Loushan Academy, he calmly said that they were more knowledgeable.

The six-year-old girl was not at all flustered, and he couldn't help but wonder, could she really win?

Master Song is a recognized academic genius in Beili and has a high prestige. There are very few people in the world today who can surpass him. How could she possibly win?

Soon, Professor Fang prepared the tables, chairs, pens and ink, and Ye Qianning and Master Song each took a seat.

Before Dean Chen picked up the pen to write the question, he glanced at Ye Qianning. Shouldn’t he make it simpler for a six-year-old kid?

"The dean looks down on me because I'm younger than him." As if knowing what Dean Chen meant, Ye Qianning looked up and smiled sweetly.

Dean Chen laughed at this and said, "You're such a clever trickster."

What the little girl said is that age is not the essential factor in defining a person's ability. If it is a competition, no matter the size, it should be taken seriously.

Ye Qianning looked at the questions. Although they were in traditional Chinese, fortunately she could still understand the numbers, so these questions were easy for her.

Modern calculation methods are countless times more advanced than those in ancient times. In their eyes, a mathematical genius, no matter how profound his knowledge is, is probably at most at the level of a high school student.

Of course, that clumsy calculation method is not as fast as the multiplication tables learned in elementary school.

For people with special abilities, knowledge, speed, identification, decomposition, and photographic memory are the most basic training methods. There are many areas where it is impossible to bring any high technology, and the only way to replicate them perfectly is through memory.

With just one glance, Ye Qianning didn't even pick up the pen and directly told the result of the question.

"This..." Dean Chen was shocked.

Master Song had just received the question and hadn't even started writing when Ye Qianning had already given him the answer.

Mr. Gu also looked confused: "Old Chen, is that right?"

Dean Chen wrote the question casually, and he had to calculate it himself. When he picked up the pen and calculated it himself, the answer he got was exactly the same as what Ye Qianning said -!

"Yes, not a single point wrong." After Dean Chen finished the calculation, his hand holding the brush began to tremble.

Gu Lao's eyes widened in shock: "This doll... this doll..."

There was also a lot of surprise in Qian Fanji's pupils. Just one glance, how did she calculate it?

"My daughter, are you...really right?" Xiang Minghou had not originally thought of winning, but now his daughter knew the answer without even having to do any calculations. It was amazing.

"Little kid, try to calculate these." Dean Chen picked up a pen and wrote a long piece of paper and handed it to Ye Qianning.

(End of this chapter)

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