Girl, there's something wrong with you

Cheng Jinyang got his life plan.

A simple A4 paper with your name already printed on it.

Below is "What do you want to do after high school?"

Several options:

1. Entering higher education (going to university).

2. Find a job (find a job).

3. Establishment (civil service examination).

4. Flexible employment (none of the above three).

He checked 4 without hesitation.

There is no point in going to university. The meaning of going to university in this world is the diploma. However, for Cheng Jinyang, a university degree is of little use. After all...

It was impossible to work part-time, and Cheng Jinyang had to go to the convenience store to quit his temporary job after school. With a rich fiancée and a wealthy cousin taking care of him, what kind of job can he do?

Compilation is even more impossible. Although the civil servants in Jiankang City also had an iron rice bowl, this land of China was nominally ruled by the emperor. Being admitted to the civil service (official route) is basically equivalent to joining the royal family. Miss Ah Zhi will kill me when I return.

Then we can only work flexibly.

After the class meeting, Cheng Jinyang handed in the life plan sheet.

Teacher Sun, the head teacher, put away the planning sheet and returned to his office. He saw Wang Wanrou sitting in his chair, flipping through the information about Cheng Jinyang on the computer.

"Tell me about it." She raised her head and smiled.

So Teacher Sun recounted Cheng Jinyang's information: His grades were pretty good, mid-level. His performance is also relatively average. He is the kind of person who has a good brain but doesn't study hard.

Such students are not uncommon among children from poor families. They are usually those whose bloodline growth value is relatively high. After passing the pedigree appraisal, they have been booked by the corresponding aristocratic family. Their future is confirmed to be bright, and they start to enjoy life leisurely.

"Do you have his blood concentration parameters?" Wang Wanrou looked at the information calmly and continued to ask.

"No." Teacher Sun replied, "Blood measuring instruments are relatively expensive and need to be rented from a third party. The school plans to organize everyone to go to the nearest maternal and child care center before the graduation ceremony of this senior year, that is, at the end of next month. Let’s go to the health center for measurement.”

"Let's go ahead." Wang Wanrou said, "Go ahead to Monday next week and talk to the principal."

"yes."

"After the test at the hospital, his blood concentration parameters were sent to me."

"Speaking of the hospital." Teacher Sun said hesitantly, "Classmate Cheng Jinyang's health has not been very good."

"I've heard about this too." Wang Wanrou frowned, "What is the specific problem?"

"It seems to be depression." Teacher Sun said cautiously, "Zhou Xingzhi, the school doctor, should know better, but she has never mentioned it."

"Zhou Xingzhi?" Wang Wanrou put down the information, "A person from the Runan Zhou family?"

"Yes. Do you want to call her over?"

"No need." Wang Wanrou shook her head and said with a smile, "Let's do this for now. Teacher, you can leave."

Then Teacher Sun left, leaving only the sound of turning pages in the entire office.

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Before school, Cheng Jinyang had already taken a rough look at "Cheng's Calculation Method".

The abilities of this world need to be coordinated with algorithms, which sounds very strange at first, but when you think about it carefully, it makes sense.

Algorithms themselves are a reflection of complexity. Only when the ability itself is complex to a certain extent, does the algorithm require refined control.

The Yutieshe algorithm he has mastered so far is actually the simplest "single function", also called "execution function". The effect is to control the mass source. Given a direction, the mass source will then take off directly in that direction. It's simple. And rough.

Simple means easy to dodge.

It had been proven in the dream that in an open environment, car shells traveling in a straight line could easily be dodged by demons, so he and Azhi could only fight in narrow environments such as lanes.

Of course, it needs to rely on a specific environment, and this style of play is too limited. Therefore, the next thing Cheng Jinyang wants to learn is called "time function."

As the name suggests, it is to add time variables to the function to achieve the control target and perform curved flight.

Take the first question of "Time Function" in Chapter 2 of "Cheng's Calculation Method" as an example. The original question is as follows:

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The enemies due north are hiding behind cover. Assuming that the gravity parameter g=10, regardless of air resistance, the artillery shell originally only needs to fly straight north for 4 seconds to hit the enemy. But now the bunker blocks the flight path of the artillery shell. What should we do?

The smart children of the Cheng family thought of using the time function.

Let the gravitational force of the cannonball point to 45 degrees north by east, and immediately change it to 45 degrees north by west after flying for a specific time, so as to follow a straight + parabolic trajectory and bypass the bunker to kill the enemy behind.

I would like to ask: How long does it take to fly north by east and then change to north by west before hitting the enemy?

(Please be accurate to three decimal places)

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Cheng Jinyang drew a right isosceles triangle, wrote the formula, and clicked on the calculator. The answer was 1.3932 seconds.

Then I compared the answer later, 1.393 seconds.

That’s right, haha.

Then, when he saw the note under the answer, he was immediately heartbroken:

"If you don't calculate the result within 1 second, please remember to participate in the family's brain development in time~"

Cheng Jinyang:………………

Well, when a bird flies back to its hometown, a fox will always be dead. It seems that I will have to return to my family one day.

Take some time to talk to Sister Xinnan.

When the school bell rang, Cheng Jinyang picked up his bag and started home.

In the office upstairs, Wang Wanrou also read all the information and stood up.

There's nothing noteworthy about him... He's just an ordinary kid from a poor family, a senior in high school.

She came to the floor-to-ceiling window and waited quietly for a while. Sure enough, she saw Cheng Jinyang carrying a bag, walking towards the school gate among the students.

It was inconvenient to meet him in school. As a direct member of the Taiyuan Wang family and the daughter of the third rank, even if she had a few more conversations with a poor family member, she would attract unnecessary attention from the outside world.

It's better to go directly to his house.

So Wang Wanrou left the office and went downstairs. The students on the road spontaneously gave way to her. After all, no one dared to offend the Taiyuan Wang family. The safest way to contact her was to not contact her at all.

"Hey, Sister Xiaopei!" After walking out of the school gate, she suddenly saw someone on the side of the road and waved.

"Rourou?" The young girl opposite turned back.

Zheng Qiupei, a sophomore at Jiankang University and a direct member of the "Zheng family", one of the five surnamed families, naturally knew Wang Wanrou, a direct member of the Wang family.

"Why are you here?" Wang Wanrou crossed the road, came to her side, and asked with a smile.

"I just came back from playing at the Confucius Temple and was about to go back to school." Zheng Qiupei said with a smile, "I just happened to meet you here."

"Really?" Wang Wanrou blinked.

"Hey, do you want to go shopping for clothes with me?" Zheng Qiupei invited her.

"Next time, I'm going to Wujiang Town today." Wang Wanrou looked embarrassed.

"Really?" Zheng Qiupei felt a little pity, but he didn't ask her what she was doing in Wujiang Town.

The two beautiful girls walked side by side along Zhongshan South Road, attracting the attention of countless passers-by.

A few dozen meters ahead, there was a listless Cheng Jinyang carrying his bag on his back with one hand.

He should first walk to Zhangfuyuan Station and take the Line 1 subway, and then transfer to the S3 light rail tram to Wujiang Town. The one-way trip takes about 34 minutes... Wang Wanrou thought for a moment and quickly calculated his next route.

In the building in the distance, the firearm eyepiece had been flattened, and Wang Wanrou's head was accurately inserted into it.