I Exchange For Black Technology By Blowing Up The Bully

Although Song He is busy with his studies, his deskmate Zhao Yiyi often gossips with him, so some of the most famous campus celebrities still hear about him.

Chu Long is the most advanced kind among the popular people on campus...a god of learning!

In last year's mathematics competition, Chu Long passed all the way and won the national silver medal. He was also the only student from Jinghai No. 4 Middle School who won the silver medal last year!

It is said that several strong mathematics schools in China have sent invitations to Chu Long. We don’t know Chu Long’s choice yet, but what is certain is that he has been able to enter a prestigious school, and he doesn’t even need to take the college entrance examination again. He is so envious of his peers people! For juniors and juniors, he is also a legendary god worthy of crazy worship!

"Master Chu!" Song He was excited, "Are you still on the competition team this year?"

"It's still there." Chu Longyun smiled lightly, and he was used to worshiping his juniors and younger sisters.

"Didn't you win the National Award last year? Why did you still win it this year?" Song He was curious.

"Last year was a silver award, and this year I want to go for a gold award." Chu Long said in a gentle tone, "The school has also given me a task. Let me participate for another year and take care of my juniors. Probably the school wants to use me as a yardstick. Let's see who is at the same level as me, that means we can win the National Award."

"Come on, learn to compete with me anytime, and if you can beat me, you will book the national award." Chu Long smiled, "There are many outstanding newcomers this year, but I am most optimistic about you."

After speaking, Chu Long got up and left, like a fairy who drifted away after enlightening a mortal.

"I'm the most optimistic about you", probably he will say it to every junior and junior, but Song He is still a little excited, this is a living national award master!

A living national award master means... as long as the master is killed, I will be the new master!

Looking at Chu Long's back, Song He gritted his teeth, bought the combat power detector, and pulled the trigger!

[Chu Long (Mathematics): Gold Level 28]

Sure enough, it was fierce, this was the first time Song He saw the gold rank, it was so terrifying!

The further you go, the more difficult it is to upgrade, and a breakthrough in rank is also a big hurdle, and the gap cannot be simply measured by the difference in level. Based on Song He's current rank, we can only know that Chu Long is very strong at this level, but it is impossible to imagine how strong he is.

He was suddenly looking forward to tomorrow's exam. After the quiz, he would know the specific gap between him and Chu Long by looking at his ranking and results. In the future, he only needs to catch up desperately and narrow the gap!

Encouraged, Song He has the goal of "killing the Great God of Chu", and is full of fighting spirit and immerses himself in his studies.

After learning the contents of each chapter, the system prompt finally popped up.

[Mathematics progress detected, upgraded from Silver 01 to Silver 02! 】

[Mathematical progress detected, upgraded from Silver 02 to Silver 03! 】

A fragrance suddenly hit.

Song He turned his head, and Zhuang Qiyan sat next to him, with his school uniform jacket unzipped, his cool white vest, and his breasts that were about to come out swaying slightly, it almost caused nosebleeds.

"Help, Song He!" Zhuang Qiyan took out the wrong question book, her eyes bright and her teeth bright, and her tone was coquettish, "We have the weekly exam for the third year of senior high school, and the last big math problem is hell hard. We asked the teacher, but even the teacher can't do it for the time being."

Song He quickly misread the test book, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

No wonder the teacher can't do it, it's really a difficult problem, a variant that I have never seen before, and I don't know how to start it at a glance!

"Will you?" Zhuang Qiyan bit her lip nervously.

"I'll study and study, and I'll give you the answer later." Song He took the wrong question book, lost in thought.

"You try it, it doesn't matter if you don't know it, you won't take such a difficult question in the college entrance examination, everyone can't do it, and the person who wrote the question will have to be shot." Zhuang Qiyan joked, and turned to the side to start writing homework.

Song He didn't hear her joke and was already immersed in the topic.

This question seems to be a stitching monster. It sews together sequence, inequality, derivation, conic section and normal distribution, and the question stem is stinky and long. At first glance, it exudes a kind of "absolutely can't do it" " breath.

Most candidates encountered this kind of question, and they slipped and knelt after thinking about it for no more than a minute.

But is Song He scared? What abnormally difficult high school math problem has he never seen before? It's no surprise already! At this time, I was a little excited to see such a strange monster topic!

Start by dividing the topic first, and do the work that can be done first.

Sequences are continuously summed, and after the summation, an inequality is constructed to find the conic curve equation. If it cannot be obtained, it needs to cooperate with the value range of the normal distribution column in the question stem. After the value range is listed, it is inserted into the inequality formed by the summation of the previous sequence , now you can find the conic curve equation... Finally, you can find the derivative and draw a picture, construct a new conic curve to find the eccentricity...

Song He didn't use scratch paper, and a series of calculations automatically appeared in his imagination, as if there was a holographic projection in front of him.

The maze constructed by the questions gradually collapsed, and the path to the answer became clearer and clearer...

the other side.

A girl ran up to Zhuang Qiyan and poked her.

"Yan Yan, I went to the mathematics group to ask around that question, and all the teachers couldn't understand it. The teacher said that he was going to delete that question. It was too weird, and maybe he couldn't solve it at all."

Zhuang Qiyan froze for a moment, "Song He is already looking at the questions, and the results should come out soon."

The girl turned her head to look at Song He at the side, and emphasized in a low voice, "The teacher can't do it!"

"Song He can do it." Zhuang Qiyan blinked.

"Are you overconfident in Song He?" The girl was surprised, her voice was as low as a mosquito, "Why do you think he will do it? He is still in a daze now, and he is stumped."

Song He on the side suddenly said, "I have solved it. The root of seven is thirty-three. I only know one method. I will write down the steps and ideas to you. You can take it back and show it to the students in the class."

Zhuang Qiyan smiled, "Thank you, you really know how to do it!"

"Did you bring any snacks? I didn't eat at noon." Song He said.

Zhuang Qiyan quickly opened her schoolbag, took out meat floss bread and yogurt and pushed them over.

Song He took out a blank answer sheet, and while drinking milk, wrote the problem analysis.

Zhuang Qiyan came over to take a look, the girl who just came over hesitated for a moment, and also came over to take a look.

Song He kept writing, one side, two sides, three sides, four sides...

It took a long time, the entire answer sheet was filled, and I just finished writing the analysis of this question!

Zhuang Qiyan and the girls beside her were stunned. Song He wrote so fast that they couldn't keep up. I haven't understood the previous line, and the next line is almost finished, so it quickly fills the four sides.

"This question is very good. One question is worth ten questions. The knowledge points that account for a high proportion of the college entrance examination score are all combined together, like the question of the king of Gu raised by raising Gu." Song He pushed the analysis over and told Said, "You have learned it, remember to take it back and show it to the classmates, just show them this piece of paper."

Song He's abacus is very loud, and the capacity of this question is extremely high. As long as Zhuang Qiyan shows it to the students, it is estimated that he can gain quite a lot of knowledge rebates.

"Okay!" Zhuang Qiyan obediently agreed, and happily accepted the analysis.

Song He looked up at the time, and before he knew it, noon had passed, and there were still 20 minutes for class.

He went to the borrowing office, borrowed "Probability Theory and Mathematical Statistics", and took it back to the classroom. Of course, he didn't listen to the afternoon class, and raced against the clock to sprint for another wave of mathematics.

On the table by the window, Zhuang Qiyan and the girl just watched Song He leave, and looked down at the analysis together.

"This question is awesome." The girl exclaimed, "The teacher shouldn't cancel this question. If you understand it, this question can consolidate a lot of knowledge points. It's like a stew, with everything and balanced nutrition."

"Indeed." Zhuang Qiyan nodded, "I have math class tomorrow morning. When the teacher comes, I will show this to her. Maybe the teacher will explain it to the whole class."

"Hey, it feels so strange when you say that." The girl said suddenly.

"What's strange?"

"The teacher didn't do this question well. He actually needs to read the analysis written by a senior freshman before he can explain it to our third class..."

Zhuang Qiyan smiled, and said in a flat tone, "What's so strange, it's not an ordinary freshman in high school, it's Song He!"

"What's wrong with Song He! Isn't he a freshman in high school? Yan Yan, you are blind worship!"

"I don't worship blindly!" Zhuang Qiyan blushed, "I just recognize my junior's math level!"