"What I mean here is ......"

Hearing the short proof process, I read and read it, and kept picking out some things I didn't understand and asking on the spot.

Hong Fan also did not hide his selfishness and tried his best to explain to him.

But the more this is the case, the more a contradictory feeling arises in Wen Zhongjing's heart—the knowledge of Hongfan that he feels is extremely mature and systematic.

It's not really like something that an obscure person can make up as an amateur.

"So you're all doing it all by yourself?"

Hearing this, Zhongguan let out a long breath of turbidity and raised his head and asked.

"Yes, I did it myself in my spare time."

Hong Fan replied calmly, without revealing a trace of emptiness.

Because from the beginning of his freshman year, he has been solid in what he has learned.

Even those theorems and lemma that only need to know how to apply must be familiar to him until he can prove them independently.

If you don't, you won't be able to stand out quickly in your future work.

"That's amazing!"

Wen Zhongguan exclaimed.

"Not to mention this new theory, even if it is your own writing system, it is very extraordinary......"

He turned around and picked up the piece of paper that Hong Fan had written at the beginning and scanned it carefully.

Although it cannot be said that its symbols and numerical ratios are comprehensively superior, there are too many places worth learning from its clarity and simplicity.

And this happens to be the best evidence of Hong Fan's "originality".

It's just that people who are outside the system can actually work behind closed doors to this point, which is really outrageous......

Either way, facts trump everything.

Wen Zhongguan and Qian Hong adhered to the principle of seeking truth from facts, and finally accepted the only possible explanation.

That is the young man in front of him, who is talking eloquently, and he is a peerless genius who is like a fake.

"Does this theory have a name?"

Hearing this, he pushed away the clutter and carefully placed the two manuscripts flat in the center of the long table.

"Yes, I call it the Taylor formula."

Hong Fan was silent for a moment, and finally was ashamed of plagiarism and reported his original name.

But they didn't expect the two elders to hear the name and nodded one after another.

"'Tai' has the meaning of 'extreme, most', and 'Le' can express 'coercion, persecution'."

Wen Zhongguan tasted it, stroked his beard, and couldn't help nodding.

"This method can be infinitely expanded, approaching the limit, and the name 'Taylor' does have a meaning."

[Is this TM okay? 】

At this moment, Hong Fan didn't know how to speak against.

"Master?"

On the other side, Qian Hong called softly, giving an eager look.

Hearing the middle of the view, you naturally know the meaning of the deputy.

"Young Master Hong, Wen took the liberty of asking, are you willing to join the instrument as a prisoner?"

He said suddenly.

"If you want, I can immediately give you the official status of a master craftsman, the same as Qian Hong."

"This is also the highest treatment I can give as a master craftsman."

Hong Fan was stunned again.

He knew that there should be a win in this trip, but he didn't expect the gain to be so "straightforward".

As for Zhu Jia and the others, who were still forcibly comprehending Taylor's formula, they were already shocked beyond words when they heard this.

"Great, master?"

Zhu Jingfu was born as a low-level craftsman, and he was accepted as a disciple by Wenzhong as a supervisor in Liangzhou for seven or eight years, and now he is twenty-five years old, but he is a second-class craftsman from the ninth grade.

And Qian Hong, who is a master of the eighth grade, is thirty-eight years old this year.

This Hong Fan has a little white face, and he looks only seventeen or eighteen years old at most!

However, how did Zhu Jia and the others know, Wen Zhongguan and Qian Hong even felt that the master craftsman was also light.

"What's wrong with the master?"

Qian Hong laughed.

"If this Taylor formula is fine, at least a different master will have to be changed!"

As he spoke, he arched his hand to Hong Fan again, smiling very affectionately.

"Besides, Hong Gongzi is so young and dignified, and he will be in the position of the chief supervisor in the future, it is unknown!"

At the level of Wen Qian and the others, although it is impossible to independently judge that Hong Fan's proof is completely reliable, just from the part that can be understood, he knows that the value is extremely high.

It's so high that it may be able to make them move back to the state capital Xijing because of their merits!

"Great, the Great Supervisor?"

This time, Jia Ziyong was so frightened that he couldn't keep his mouth shut.

"That's the third grade, it's higher than the county guard, and the average Yuanci Grandmaster can't compare to ......"

Zhu Jingfu whispered, and couldn't help but look Hong Fan up and down.

"You know an egg? How many brains do you use when the county guard, and there are very few people who can update the Dao of Mathematics! ”

Qian Hong immediately disdained.

When a few people spoke, Hong Fan already had a balance in his heart.

In terms of power, the instrument is far superior to the Hong family, and it is not at the same level as Zhu Yiqi.

But because of this, as a first-class real power department of Dahua, it is rumored to be extremely restricted in the practice of martial arts.

Hong Fan lacked a comprehensive understanding of the joints at this time, but he was unwilling to bet easily.

So, he sorted out his thoughts and gave a reply.

"I am the younger brother of the Hong family, and I have been influenced by family training since I was a child, and I have always been committed to practicing martial arts."

"As for arithmetic, it's just a hobby after practice."

"Now that I have not broken through the breakthrough realm for a long time, and I am working in the Zhu Yi Cavalry, it is really difficult for me to serve two positions at once."

He bowed slightly, apologizing for the kindness of the other party.

Wen Zhongguan was not disappointed: "It turns out that you are worried about this." ”

For Hong Fan's thoughts, he not only did not feel offended, but understood them very well.

Dahua Kyushu, martial arts is the foundation for thousands of years, it is the guideline, and it is the right way.

In contrast, whether it is literature, strategy, or mathematics, it can only wait for it.

As the saying goes, "one force breaks ten thousand laws".

In other words, Wen Zhongguan's persuasion just now is like a coach in a previous life who urged top students to practice sports, and it is normal to be rejected.

"Young Master Hong doesn't have to worry, the master craftsman I gave you can not perform his duties."

He continues to raise the conditions.

"Moreover, the instrument is supervised below the seventh grade, and it is not forced to transfer to the exercises."

"You practice martial arts as usual, you just need to be as attentive as you used to in math; If you have any questions, you can always come to me or Qian Hong to discuss. ”

"In addition, in addition to the rank of the eighth grade, the master craftsman's annual salary of 400 stones will be issued to you."

"There is only one point - your Taylor formula should be put under the name of my Jinhai Qi as a prisoner and reported to the state."

Wen Zhongguan finished in one breath.

And Qian Hongsheng was afraid that Hong Fan would be dissatisfied, so he immediately added: "You don't have to worry about us robbing your results, the author's name is still you, but it is counted as the output of Jin Haiqi's prison." ”

At the level of the eighth grade, the two hundred taels of silver a year do not have to bear any responsibility......

The conditions have been given to this point, and no matter how picky it is, I don't know what to do.

"Such love, Hong Fan deserves it!"

Hong Fan sighed.

Wen Zhongguan just laughed happily: "We are rich in the world, and even the state funds of the imperial court point to us every year to pay more profits, and a little salary is nothing." ”

"In this case, I will go and go through the formalities for your position now."

Qian Hong was impatient, as if he was afraid that the person in front of him would regret it.

"You go over the deduction of Taylor's formula again, annotate the new symbols, and I'll send them to the state for review as soon as possible."

Wen Shijiang, who felt that his future had taken a turn for the better, was also in a good mood, patted Hong Fan on the shoulder, and instructed.

The latter made the last request.

"Master Craftsman, I hope that the Instrument Supervisor will not reveal the news of my promotion to Master Craftsman."

He arched his hand.

"Ah, I know, I know!"

Hearing the sound of the middle of the breath immediately responded.

"You're afraid that after you become famous, there will be more people around you who tend to be inflammatory, right?"

"Hey, there aren't many of us who like to waste time socializing."

On the other side, Qian Hong also had synaesthesia and nodded again and again.

Regardless of the era, most intellectuals who really like to study do not like to be disturbed by the "blind stream".

In fact, the two misunderstood Hong Fan's intentions.

He is actually worried that if he becomes famous too quickly, he will upset his old bottom.

After all, in the past seventeen years, Aunt Liu, Hong Fu and others have known that there are not many pieces of paper in Hong Fan's house, and they have never spent time studying mathematics.

PS: I have insufficient stomach motility, and I still can't eat two morpholines.

I couldn't sleep because I was so uncomfortable, so I just got up and updated first.