I Exchange For Black Technology By Blowing Up The Bully

Zhai Zhu stood on the stage, drinking water from a teacup.

Suddenly, a familiar student stood up in the back row and strode forward, aiming at the whiteboard.

Zhai Zhu's eyes fixed, it was Song He!

She suddenly remembered something, her heartbeat began to speed up, her eyes flickered, she watched Song He walking step by step, and even forgot to drink water.

"Teacher, it's a partial differential equation!" Song He walked to the stage and gave the exact answer.

Zhai Zhu was struck by lightning, and the calmness of the old teacher for many years disappeared, and the hand holding the teacup trembled.

"You figured it out yourself?" Zhai Zhu asked nervously.

"Yes." Song He nodded.

Zhai Zhu tried his best to maintain his superficial composure, but there was already a big storm in his heart, and it really made him figure it out!

If this kid really started learning topology at noon, he is undoubtedly a genius! Even if he hides something, he has been exposed to topology a long time ago, but he is definitely a genius at this age to learn such depth!

But... there is also a slight possibility that the child saw the correct answer from which book.

The only way to verify it is to see if he dares to do the four questions on the whiteboard. If he can do it correctly, it means that his understanding of topology is really deep and terrifying!

"Try the four questions?" Zhai Zhu took out a marker pen from his pocket.

"Thank you teacher, I came up to solve the problem."

Song He took the pen, turned around and stood in front of the whiteboard, raised his arm, and wrote a dark "jie" character on the blank space.

Straightforward, confident, seems to have been prepared!

Zhai Zhu almost held his breath, full of nervousness, quietly stood behind and watched.

As a teacher, she is well aware of how difficult these four questions are, and they cannot be completed by ordinary contestants. They must have a certain depth of understanding of topology. Even stronger than Chu Long, he would have to struggle with these four questions for a long time.

Last year, it was also in this auditorium, and on this whiteboard, there were also four difficult questions.

After listening to a week of lectures, Chu Long went to the stage to do the questions. It took an hour to solve one and a half of the four questions, which made a sensation in the entire competition team!

Since then, Chu Long has been invincible all the way, beating all the contestants and ranking first, and won the national award in one fell swoop with astonishing momentum!

It can be said that these four questions are the touchstones for proving the Tao and becoming a god!

Zhai Zhu was anxious and looking forward to it. Song He didn't even listen to a week of lectures. He only listened to one class. He is purely self-taught. Can he solve the problem successfully?

In the auditorium, the students who were taking a break between classes suddenly found that there was a bold man standing in front of the whiteboard and wrote the word "jie"!

The audience was in an uproar!

Senior two and senior three senior students were astonished, then snorted and started talking and laughing in a low voice:

"It's really hard! It's just the first lecture, and you want to solve the problem? The courage given by Liang Jingru?"

"A reckless manipulative operation! Go up and write a solution rashly, and if you can't do it later, won't you make yourself unable to get off the stage?"

"He can do me upside down in the shower!"

"Why are you sneering and sarcastic? Young people should be like this. They know that they can't do it, but if they don't know how to do it, I will go up and do it. I really appreciate Song He little brother!"

The freshmen have all kinds of emotions, and there are constant discussions.

"The river god is so terrifying, he went up to challenge the topic in the first lecture?"

"He Shen solved the problem! Don't let those old students look down on you! We also have talents in the first year of high school!"

"It's funny, the sophomores and seniors didn't move, and a junior freshman went up to show off?"

"Song He solved it, and I applauded vigorously, breaking the mentality of the old man. If he couldn't solve it, I booed loudly, breaking his mentality!"

The audience's attention was attracted.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Song He thought for a long time in front of the whiteboard, and finally wrote!

With a snap, the tip of the pen hit the whiteboard, the whiteboard shook violently, and then the tip of the pen slid quickly.

He writes extremely fast, the pen is like a snake, and he writes steps quickly.

A large series of formulas are gradually spread out, and the complex symbols are full of magical mathematical beauty.

In just one minute, Song He actually filled half of the whiteboard without any alterations. He was still writing on the blackboard quickly, with his arms wide open and closed, knocking on the whiteboard like rain hitting plantains.

Zhai Zhu hurriedly ran to the backstage, pushed another large whiteboard for use, then stood aside, carefully reading Song He's finished part, frowning.

There was a commotion in the auditorium, and the momentum of Song He's crazy writing shocked everyone!

"I'm going? Is it really so silky?"

"Is it really that Dove?"

"Fuck, I can't understand it. He can go up and write the answer. Why the hell can't I understand it? The difference between people is so big?"

"Can you tell me the final answer, the aura of the writing on the blackboard was really pretended by him!"

In the back row, Ning Mo and Zhang Zhilei were dumbfounded.

"He actually solved the problem..." Zhang Zhilei admired, "I have no idea about that problem! How far is Song He's math level from mine?"

"He pretended it! Damn it, I want to play it too! Nai He has no skills!" Ning Mo said sourly, eating lemons madly, "Seeing how he writes so fast, he must be sure to do it right?"

The old students in the back row heard it, but chuckled and expressed their disagreement.

"Don't be fooled by the momentum of his writing! You may not be able to do it right!"

Zhang Zhilei frowned slightly, and turned around to ask, "Can you understand what he wrote right or wrong?"

Ning Mo was also a little upset. After all, Song He was his classmate, and he should naturally defend himself in the face of doubts from outsiders.

"Teacher Zhai is watching from the side. If the writing is wrong, will he be allowed to keep writing?" Ning Mo retorted.

The old students in the back row smiled slightly, shook their heads, and said in the tone of people who have come here:

"When we listened to the lecture last year, more than a dozen people went up to solve the problems, and they all wrote cracklingly and eloquently."

"What happened in the end? Only Chu Long got one and a half right, and everyone else did it wrong!"

"Topology is a counter-intuitive subject. If the direction is wrong, no matter how much you write, it will be wrong. The teacher will not stop halfway, but in the end, he may cruelly tell him that the whole problem-solving process is wrong!"

"It's too early for you to hold a celebration banquet for Song He!"

After finishing speaking, the old students in the second and third year of high school continued to chat and laugh happily, obviously not optimistic about Song He who was scribbling on the stage at all.

Although Zhang Zhilei and Ning Mo were upset, they did not dare to refute them harshly.

In fact, they have no idea, especially since Song He just learned topology today, and the speed at which he can learn this level is completely beyond imagination!

Haste makes waste, Song He is a fast learner, did he really understand? Can the accuracy rate be high?

"Give me some strength, Brother Song! Get the questions right!" Ning Mo murmured.

Zhang Zhilei also stared at the figure on the stage, clenched her little hands nervously.

On stage, Song He was still writing madly.

The first question is still unfinished. It is beyond imagination and cumbersome. It feels like writing a mathematical composition.

As he wrote, he quickly calculated the next steps in his mind. The whole process went smoothly, and he only needed to finish writing step by step.

[Mathematics progress detected, upgraded from silver level 60 to silver level 61! 】

Suddenly, an upgrade prompt popped up, and Song He felt more confident, and the current direction of the question was right!

Finally, the school bell rang.

Song He breathed a sigh of relief and finished writing the last step.

He turned his head to look at Zhai Zhu, "Teacher, it's solved!"

"Okay, I'm checking." Zhai Zhu had an extremely serious expression, staring at the steps on the whiteboard seriously.

At this time, she was quite shocked. In just ten minutes between classes, Song He actually completed a problem. Last year, it took Chu Long more than half an hour to complete the first problem!

At least in terms of speed, Song He has crushed last year's Chu Long, and now we have to see if it is correct or not!

"Teacher, is there class now? If there is no class, I will try the second question." Song He asked.

Zhai Zhu was taken aback, and stared at him in horror, "Can you still solve the second question?"

"I have an idea, and if time permits, I'll give it a try." Song He looked at the question.

"Try it!" Zhai Zhu looked expectant, "See how much you can make! Let me help you see the specific steps of the first question first."

"Teacher, you are the person who created the question, so you should know the final answer?" Song He reached out and tapped the end of the whiteboard, "Look at the previous steps slowly, I want to know first, is the final result I calculated correct? "