Several numeracy teachers from Gewuyuan frowned, like bitter gourds, almost crying in pain, and were very worried about Yan Qi.
"How easy is this question? Wei Yi's talk of a simple question is all a lie. As I expected, he is indeed an old fox, and his attacks are ruthless."
"This question is a series of questions that will take time to solve. Teacher Zhang, I put out some pieces of paper for reference. Maybe it can be solved. But, how can it be solved in the time of one stick of incense? It will take at least half a day."
"Yes, you and I are both math teachers. It will take half a day to solve it. Mr. Yan is not a professional, so it will be even slower. It's over now, it's really over."
An Qing was thinking about the topic. The more she thought about it, the more confused she felt. Her cheeks were burning and red. She looked at Yan Qi motionless, as if she were petrified, and couldn't help but sigh.
"Oops, are Seventh Brother planning to give up? Hurry up and do some math. If you're lucky, you might be able to solve it."
Wei Yi looked at Yan Qi's "stupefied and frightened" look. He even forgot to hold a pen and paper in his hand. He didn't know how to seize the time. He bent over his desk and wrote quickly, doing calculations. He sneered in his heart: "Boy, let me make you crazy." !Do you really think that I, a math scholar, am just a decoration?"
The students in Miaoyu Study Room also ridiculed Yan Qi.
"It's over, it's over, let's expose the secret. Yan Qi is just a silver pewter gun head, how can he have any moral integrity?"
"Hehe, I guess he can also add and subtract one, two, three, four."
"It's so shameful, Yan Qi, you'd better kneel down and beg for mercy."
…
A group of people who were afraid of flattery shouted loudly.
Yan Qi heard the noise in his ears and felt it was really disturbing. He couldn't help but frown deeply and shook his head slightly: "What a stupid question, it's just the mathematics level of the first grade of junior high school. I can do it at the age of six."
Wei Yi circled around Yan Qi several times, with contempt on his face, pointing: "Young man, if you know something, you know it, if you don't know it, you don't know it. Don't be so arrogant in the future. You know you don't know anything, but you have to act like an old man." It’s funny to think about being number one in the world.”
"You must remember that the teaching in Miaoyu Study Studio is not something that a young boy like you can challenge. Okay, you go quickly, I still have to teach students. Hey, I didn't expect you to be such a good person, you really wasted me Plenty of time.”
Everyone burst out laughing.
Yan Qi didn't refute, touched her nose, and walked up to Wei Yi.
Wei Yi pointed out: "Why are you going? The door is behind you, why are you moving forward? Come on, get out, don't waste time."
Yan Qi walked around Wei Yi, walked to the incense candle, and blew it gently.
The candle went out.
At this time, everyone was confused.
Wei Yi's eyes widened and he looked at Yan Qi: "What are you going to do?"
Yan Qi shrugged: "I've already solved it, why are I still lighting incense and candles? Waste is a crime."
What?
Wei Yi's face was full of surprise: "You solved it? Brat, what are you bragging about? Even if you could solve the problem, it wouldn't be possible in such a short time?"
"Haha, I understand, you must have interpreted it wrong, you have interpreted it wrong, Yan Qi, you have gone astray."
"Yeah?"
Yan Qi chuckled: "Whether it's wrong or wrong is not up to you, it's up to everyone."
Wei Yi's cheek muscles cramped: "Then you'll be relieved."
Yan Qi took out a writing brush and wrote and drew on the paper, while talking and explaining.
"Professor Wei Yi's topic is obscure and difficult to understand. Let me put it bluntly: there are 100 monks who share 100 steamed buns, and they are all divided. If the big monk gives 3 buns to each person, and the 3 little monks share one bun, how about the big monk? , how many young monks are there each?"
After hearing this, everyone nodded: Yan Qi's explanation was quite good.
Wei Yi hummed: "What's so wordy? Solve the problem. If you can't solve the problem, everything is zero, and it's useless no matter how good the explanation is."
Yan Qidao: "This problem can be solved using equations."
Wei Yi was confused: "Equation? What is this? Is it a teaching prop? Or is it something to eat, drink, or use?"
Teachers and students are also like ducks listening to thunder.
Yan Qi was writing and drawing at the same time, solving problems on his own.
"Suppose the big monk has a person, then the little monk has a person, and the equation is drawn according to the meaning of the question:
3a+1/3=100
Solve the equation to get: 5
Little monk:=75 people
Therefore, in the end, it was concluded that there were 25 senior monks and 75 junior monks. "
Everyone is confused.
Wei Yi looked at the Arabic numerals written by Yan Qi as if he were looking at a ghost painting. He had no idea what it was?
Is this the equation?
Why have I never seen it before? They are criss-crossed in circles, like tadpoles.
Wei Yi was very dismissive.
However, after hearing what Yan Qi said in the end, he couldn't help but be shocked. His eyes were so wide that they were bigger than eggs.
The face full of wrinkles was full of disbelief.
"It's solved. He actually solved it. It's so fast. It's faster than a thousand-mile horse."
The whole place was silent.
Those students in Miaoyu Study School looked at me and I looked at you, and they never dared to say a word of contempt for Yan Qi again.
An Qing clasped her green-white fingers and reasoned backwards. Her soft body trembled and she jumped up happily: "That's right, there are twenty-five senior monks and seventy-five junior monks. Right answer, right answer. Seventh brother, that's really it. so amazing."
"Very good!"
Di Renfeng also waved her fist excitedly despite her age.
Everyone in Gewuyuan was excited.
"Young master Yan is really powerful, he is worthy of being a dragon among men."
"Equation? Unheard of."
"This is Yan Qi's unique secret book. No one knows it. Students of Miao Yu Study, you continue to belittle Mr. Yan. Come on, start your performance."
…
The students in the Miaoyu Study were silent. They all lowered their heads and rubbed the backs of their heads. They all felt too surprised.
No one expected that Yan Qi could be so powerful.
"Is the so-called equation a magic technique?"
"As soon as he cast his spell, the problem was solved."
…
The most depressing person is Wei Yi.
He felt humiliated and embarrassed, staring at Gui Huafu's equation and not being able to understand it. Although he knew that Yan Qi had calculated the result, he was deeply unconvinced.
"He was blinded. He must have been blinded by chance."
Wei Yi firmly believed that Yan Qi was just a blind cat who met a dead mouse.
lucky!
Yan Qi looked at Wei Yi's stubborn look of refusing to admit defeat and said with a smile: "Professor Wei Yi, I calculated the answer using an equation, right? Let me explain. This equation is very magical and a very new solution. First, Assume an unknown number..."
"snort!"
Wei Yi didn't listen to Yan Qi's explanation at all. He flicked his sleeves and said stubbornly: "Yan Qi, don't do this. What's the use of this ghost-drawing equation? You just happened to get the right answer. Good luck, you It’s just good luck.”
Yan Qi looked at Wei Yi's aggressive look and found it funny, helpless, and even a little disappointed.
