Xu Wenzhao had seen it clearly.
Shen Lang only took a moment to answer the first nine questions. There was no calculation process and he wrote the answer in a glance.
He thought that Shen Lang was just messing around.
He didn't expect that all of them were correct.
This was ridiculous.
These nine questions were already extremely difficult math problems. In the entire Black Tortoise City, there were not many people who could solve them.
Even Xu Wenzhao needed a lot of time and a lot of calculations to solve all of them.
Shen Lang had only used a short amount of time.
How, how did he do it?
More importantly, he didn't use any computing chips at all. How did he carry out the calculations?
Shen Lang should have never come into contact with arithmetic. Could it be that he was born with it?
Isn't this a little too terrifying?
…
Xu Wenzhao closed his eyes and calmed himself down. He then looked at the tenth question.
Shen Lang answered the first nine questions correctly. Xu Wenzhao was destined to lose face.
As for the tenth question, it was a battle for the honor of arithmetic. It was a battle of his arithmetic wisdom.
20 trees, 4 trees per row, a total of a few rows.
He saw this question in an ancient arithmetic book. It took him more than 10 years to come up with the arrangement of 14 rows.
Xu Wenzhao firmly believed that Shen Lang would not be able to complete it because this was the true wisdom of arithmetic.
However …
He only took a glance.
Xu Wenzhao felt his scalp go numb and his hair stood on end.
Damn it, Shen Lang … Are you crazy?
No, God, are you crazy?
This was a geometric pattern question. It was clear at a glance.
Xu Wenzhao could see that Shen Lang's answer was far more than 13 rows.
Then, he began to count.
15, 16, 17, 18 … 23!
A total of 23 rows!
It made him doubt his life and his hair stood on end!
How, how did he do it?
20 trees, 4 trees per row, you planted 23 rows.
How did you do it?
Are you a human or a ghost?
I, Xu Wenzhao, spent more than 10 years to plant 14 rows.
The key was how long did Shen Lang take?
Not even an hour had passed!
For a moment, Xu Wenzhao really doubted his own intelligence. He was really disheartened.
He loved arithmetic and was highly accomplished in it.
Although he did not have any achievements in the imperial examinations, he felt that he was invincible in arithmetic.
Because of this, he was in charge of the accounts of the entire Count House and played an important role in the Count House.
He was proud of this.
However, he realized that his mathematical achievements had been completely crushed.
How could he not collapse?
…
Madame is painting.
She was very good at martial arts, but because she had been forced to practice since she was young, she did not like it at all.
She liked to draw, but what about her standard?
In short, no one in the Count House dared to say anything bad about it.
At this time, the servant next to the Count quickly said, "Madam, the master wants you to go to the school quickly."
The Madam said lightly, "What? Was Jin Mucong going to be beaten? Then let Teacher do it. "
The servant of the Count said, "It's not that Prince is being beaten, it's …"
Before he could finish, Madam Count interrupted, "It's natural for a teacher to beat a student. It's the same for others."
The servant said, "It's Son-in-Law Shen Lang. Xu Wenzhao wants to whip Son-in-Law Shen Lang a hundred times."
"Swish …" The brush drew a long line on the rice paper.
The painting of the Madam was ruined.
"What is wrong with Xu Wenzhao? Is his brain flooded with water? "Madam Count said angrily," Lang'Er is so smart and obedient. He also wants to be beaten? "
After saying that, she suddenly threw the brush in her hand and walked quickly towards the school.
The servant followed behind, but he could not catch up. He could not help but feel sad for the Prince for a quarter of an hour.
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Xu Wenzhao held Shen Lang's answer sheet. His hands were trembling and his face was pale.
What should he do next?
Could it be that he really had to admit defeat and apologize to Shen Lang in front of everyone?
How could he save his face?
Face was the most important thing in life.
No, never!
Xu Wenzhao suddenly tore up Shen Lang's answer sheet and scolded, "What nonsense did you write? You didn't get a single question right!"
Anyway, after he tore it up, there would be no evidence.
Chen Lang was truly slightly astounded when he saw this scene.
This Xu Wenzhao in front of him was not just narrow-minded. He simply had a personality defect.
Do all mathematicians have this kind of EQ? How did Madam Count tolerate him until now?
Madam Count frowned.
Even if Shen Lang didn't get a single question right, why did you have to tear up his answer sheet?
After Xu Wenzhao completely tore up Shen Lang's answer sheet, he said in a cold voice, "Everything is wrong. It's a mess. What do you think I should do?"
However …
Shen Lang was not in a hurry. He took out another answer sheet that was exactly the same as Shen Lang's.
He had always been a person who liked to think the worst of people, so he had long been prepared.
"What a coincidence. I had plenty of time just now. I was bored, so I wrote down two answers."
Shen Lang handed it to Old Master Lin, who taught the Book of Changes. "You are also proficient in arithmetic. Help me see how many questions I got right."
Hearing this, Xu Wenzhao was stunned.
Good, Shen Lang. How could you be so insidious?!
His body shook violently, and he almost fainted.
Old Master Lin took Shen Lang's answer sheet and said, "People who study the Book of Changes love arithmetic. Although my arithmetic skills are not as good as Mr. Xu, I can still tell right from wrong. "
Then, Old Master Lin began to read the papers.
After reading from beginning to end, Old Master Lin was completely stunned.
He was full of confidence in Shen Lang. He felt that Shen Lang could answer at least three or four questions correctly.
However, he did not expect that Shen Lang would get all of them correct!
Some of the questions on the paper were really tricky to deal with.
The most amazing was the last question.
He had also studied it for many years.
Xu Wenzhao completed 14 lines, and Old Master Lin completed 15 lines. He just did not show it, but he was still very proud.
Who would have thought that Shen Lang would actually complete 23 lines?
This … this is too heaven-defying!
This … this is simply an arithmetic genius!
Lord Count asked, "Mr. Lin, how is it?"
Old Master Lin bowed to Lord Count and said, "Congratulations, Master. You have obtained an arithmetic genius! This old man has never seen or heard of it! "
Lord Count said, "He, how many questions did he get right?"
Mr. Lin said, "All of them. Moreover, Shen Lang's arithmetic skills have far exceeded the limit of these ten questions. This old man is ashamed of his inferiority."
Lord Count could not believe it and was inexplicably surprised.
His son-in-law had surprised him several times before, especially his photographic memory.
But shouldn't arithmetic be taught by a teacher? Could it be that someone was born with it?
"Lang'Er, how did you do it?" Lord Count could not help but ask.
Shen Lang said, "Father-in-law, I am self-taught."
Lord Count said, "But without a teacher, how can you self-study to this level?"
Shen Lang said, "Father-in-law, sometimes geniuses are so good that it makes people feel hopeless. Mathematics is ninety-nine percent genius and one percent perspiration. "
Not only Jin Mucong did not want to talk to him, but even Lord Count did not want to talk to him. Instead, he wanted to hit him.
No wonder Shen Lang does not have any friends!
Then, Lord Count wanted to ask Xu Wenzhao why he tore Shen Lang's answer sheet, but he remembered that there were more than a dozen students in the room, so he did not ask.
The Count couldn't do something like slapping someone's face in public.
However, this was what Shen Lang liked the most.
"Mister Xu, why did you tear up my answer sheet just now? Could it be that you want me to die without a witness?" Shen Lang asked.
Suddenly, Xu Wenzhao's face turned green. He was so angry that his teeth were chattering.
Shen Lang said, "Mr. Xu, you said that if I answered five questions correctly, I would apologize to me. Now that I answered ten questions correctly, what should I do? " "
"Of course, I wouldn't dare to force you to apologize to me. After all, I'm also a person who respects teachers. But Mr. Xu, as a teacher, you must be a man of your words. "
As soon as he said this, the students in the room were excited.
This was a rare occurrence.
The mean and overbearing Xu Wenzhao was going to be slapped in the face?
Suddenly, everyone looked at Xu Wenzhao.
Xu Wenzhao's body was burning. This was an unprecedented moment of humiliation for him. He really wanted a crack to appear on the ground so he could crawl into it.
Could it be that he really had to apologize to a pretty boy like Shen Lang who was still wet behind his ears?
How could he save his face?
"Hmph, I don't know what you're talking about."
Then, Xu Wenzhao was about to leave.
He was going to act shamelessly.
He had already decided that he would stop teaching in the future and focus on managing the accounts of the Count House. He did not need to face these students anymore.
At that moment, Mr. Count spoke.
"Mr. Xu, as a teacher, the most important thing is to teach by example and to set an example."
For Mr. Count, this was quite a heavy tone.
Xu Wenzhao wanted to wave his sleeves and leave, but he did not dare. After all, this was his master.
Then, Mrs. Count walked in and said in a gentle but firm voice, "If you do something wrong, you have to bear the consequences. You have to keep your word. "
Xu Wenzhao was a distant relative of Mrs. Count, so Mrs. Count could be considered his backer.
Since both of his masters had spoken, he did not dare to be too presumptuous.
Therefore, Xu Wenzhao gritted his teeth and walked in front of Shen Lang.
Under the watchful eyes of many, every step he took was as heavy as a thousand pounds.
He bowed to Shen Lang and said, "I'm sorry, Shen Lang! I was too impulsive just now, and I wronged you! "
This was a humiliation that he had never experienced before!
Earth, open a crack and let me crawl into it.
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