Chapter Twenty-Six: Female Journalists of the Central Committee of China
The last time I said this was thousands of years ago, from the mouth of the great mathematician Rakhimedes.
Unexpectedly, today they heard the same thing again.
It just came too suddenly, without the slightest warning.
They admit that Ye Feng is a rare genius in a thousand years, but no matter how he says it, he is only a high school student, can he really change history and subvert the logical thinking of the entire mathematical world?
In the midst of everyone's doubts, Ye Feng finally spoke.
"Completely cancel the ten-finger arithmetic in high school and implement the formula mental arithmetic, in the future, I really don't want to see high school students break their fingers and toes anymore, the appearance is too ugly."
Is this a complete departure from the great mathematician Rakimedes' ten-finger arithmetry?
Has the habit of so many years been overturned?
Is mantra mental arithmetic really better than ten-finger arithmetic?
A series of questions echoed in the minds of teachers and students.
Looking at the great god Ye Feng again, he is full of confidence, and there is a rhythm that does not take the ten-finger operation of the great ancient mathematician Rakimedes in his eyes at all.
Pretending, full of pretending.
Even Ye Feng's fanatical admirers began to waver at this time.
I'm afraid this man is crazy!
"Ding-dong! Congratulations to the host for installing a big force that subverts logical thinking, and gets a thousand coercion points. ”
Looking at the system account, it has reached 8,500 loading points.
At this time, Ye Feng's hanging heart gradually relaxed.
With a little effort, you can make up 10,000 yuan before school.
"What? Do you think it's impossible? It doesn't matter, I'll make a bet with you, use the last month before the college entrance examination to raise the math score of the third class of high school to a higher level, otherwise, I will not touch a single subject of mathematics again! ”
The principal is a pity for a while, the third class of high school is only an intermediate class, I am afraid that I can't afford to take on such a heavy responsibility.
If the challenge fails, it will not be the fall of a rising mathematical superstar, which will be a great loss for the whole country and even the whole world.
He hurriedly stepped forward to persuade.
"You can bet on it, but I think it's safest to find an experimental class with higher grades than the third class of high school!"
Ye Feng understood what the principal meant, but he didn't intend to accept it, after all, in his eyes, the experimental class and the third class of high school were the same, and they were both at the level of kindergarten.
Having said that, however, pretending to be forced to get the part.
"Thank you for the kindness of the principal, although the results of the experimental class are good, but they are not as good as the students who share the joys and hardships with me, although their current results are not satisfactory, but it will not be long before they will become the top students in our school and even in the country."
The third class of the third year of high school, together with Teacher Wang, cheered, especially those scumbags were the most intense, with tears in their eyes.
"With Ye Shen's promise, I don't have to suffer my mother's feather duster when I go home again!"
"If it is really as Ye Shen said, I can improve my math scores to the top level, I will immediately offer Ye Shen up and burn incense and kowtow every day!"
……
Some people are excited, some people are jealous, and if they can't eat grapes, they say that grapes are sour.
"What is awesome, what is awesome, I want to surpass the entire experimental class, I am really ashamed!"
"It's just that with the IQ of those scum in the third class of high school, it's a waste of time."
"Yes, if you can choose a few of us, there will be no problems 100%."
……
"Ding-dong! Congratulations to the host for pretending to be a coercion with the same enemy, and getting a thousand coercion points. ”
Now that Ye Feng has made up his mind, the principal has no reason to stop him anymore, he only hopes that the students in the third class of high school can give some strength and give Ye Shen some face.
"Classmate Ye, it's the end, you can summarize it for everyone."
Ye Feng naturally wouldn't let go of this last chance, after all, there was only five hundred missing from pretending to be forced.
"I know what everyone thinks in their hearts, there are still many people who are not convinced, and there are many people who want to challenge me, in the future, this kind of thing, please challenge Li Wenwen in our class first, if you can't win him, don't bother me in the future."
After speaking, Ye Feng paused for a few seconds, wanting to listen to the gratifying voice of the last five hundred outfits.
However, a long time passed, and there was no hint either.
What's the situation? Are they all frightened?
That's too cowardly, isn't it?
Don't you even dare to challenge a Li article?
"Jingle Bell ......"
The bell rang after school, and Ye Feng reluctantly ended his speech.
At this time, Wu Xue's message came again.
"How? Are you sure you're coming? ”
Ye Feng was a little depressed, just a little bit, and he could accept it without pressure!
Now what?
After thinking about it, in the end Ye Feng still chose to go.
A manly man, he can bend and stretch, even if he is laughed at, he can't be a turtle with a shrunken head.
After all, this was Wu Xue's active invitation, how could she be disappointed.
"I'll get out of school right now, and I'll be looking for you in a moment."
"Come out, I'm at the gate of your school."
Out of the school gate, sure enough, a red Audi car stopped on the side of the road, Wu Xue lowered the window and beckoned to Ye Feng.
got into the car, Wu Xue kicked the accelerator and ran to the racing track.
"The place I took you to today is a private racing track, where I practiced driving, and after three or five laps, you should be able to drive proficiently."
Ye Feng hoped so.
However, he has a slight shadow on driving.
During the driver's license test, except for subject 1, all other subjects were tested three times before they were passed.
Moreover, after getting my driver's license, the first time I drove on the road, I was so nervous that I chased someone else's tail as soon as I drove a few hundred meters.
I put in the salary of my part-time job for several months.
Once he was bitten by a snake for ten years and was afraid of the well rope, Ye Feng did not dare to touch the car now.
This is also the reason why he racked his brains to pretend to be forced, wanting to save up enough pretending points early to redeem the skills of a master racer.
The heart is turbulent, and the face has to show that it is not surprised.
He really wants to pretend to be forced to say something simple and easy to drive, but this kind of pretending is forcible to pretend, which is to be detained, and it will be ruined if it is not done.
So, this time he chose to keep a low profile.
"I'm very slow to learn to drive, I hope you can be patient and teach me more."
Hearing Ye Feng's words, Wu Xue was slightly stunned.
Such humility, such honesty, perhaps, this is the truest side of Ye Feng.
In an instant, Wu Xue had a good impression again.
"Don't worry, I'm here, I don't charge tuition!"
Soon, they were at the racetrack.
When I arrived, I found that there was a fierce competition going on.
"It's a match between the Red Devils and the Blues, so we can just watch it first."
As soon as the two of them sat down, a young man in a racing suit walked over and looked at Ye Feng with a hostile face.
"Soar?"