Shang Mu heard someone say that the world is colorful. The sky is made of blue and white, the soil is brown, yellow and black, and the flowers include green, yellow, red, white and other colors.
She couldn't understand these colors, because in Shang Mu's eyes, the whole world was gray.
In order to treat her illness, her father spent all the money he had at home.
No matter the ghost scholars in the Northern Crystal City, the secret recipes of the southern elves, or the reclusive ancient souls in Sanilo City, or even the potion doctors of the Yao City Temple Guild, they could not cure Shang Mu's eyes.
All doctors and scholars have given the same judgment: eye diseases will only become more serious with age and there is no cure.
Shang Mu is used to the gray color of the world, so he doesn't feel sad at all.
She just saw that her family was getting poorer and poorer, they ate less and less meat, and their clothes were mended before wearing. Her father's small business became more and more difficult. She wanted to contribute a little to the family.
Shang Mu learned to read and write at the Enlightenment School in Yancheng. She read a lot of books and parchments, and was admitted to the College of Engineering at the age of fourteen.
She studied engineering because her father was transitioning into the construction business.
But when he entered school, he realized that engineering could not help a small businessman like his father, and that mathematics was a magical subject.
The most famous mathematics lecturer in the college is the prophet Shi Bao. This thin and amiable old man always takes the trouble to explain calculations to his students, emphasizing the importance of this knowledge in the future.
Shang Mu knew very well that among the students studying mathematics, he was by no means the smartest.
The one who impressed her most deeply was a classmate named Jiu Jian.
Jiu Jian has extremely strong calculation ability, and can always see the essence of calculation at a glance. He can casually tell the differences between different mathematical calculations, and even the cross-application with other disciplines.
A genius learns mathematics very quickly, but a fool makes slow progress.
She was once so discouraged that she wanted to give up mathematics.
Math is so difficult!
It's not something that ordinary people like me can learn.
She thought to herself that maybe mathematics, like theology, must be a talent that can only be understood by the chosen ones.
In the last lesson, Shang Mu took the initiative to find Teacher Shi Bao.
"Teacher, I don't want to learn mathematics anymore. Thank you for your help and confusion during this time."
The old prophet looked surprised: "Why don't you want to learn? Are you having difficulties at home?"
"No, the money my father gave me is enough for my tuition..."
After hearing her reasons, Shi Bao said with a smile: "So that's it, that's not a problem at all."
"Shang Mang, do you know? All the knowledge mastered by the Yao people is a parody and depiction of the god Yao above us and the world."
"We try to paint the face of the whole world with pens, so we use theology to observe miracles, language to understand oracles, medicine to understand our own weakness, history to record and compare the past of the Yao people, engineering and
Geology is used to understand how mountains collapse and water floods...knowledge is just the result of our artificial classification."
"Different knowledge represents pens of different colors. I believe that no matter which pen you choose, you are describing and imitating the same thing, which is the ultimate truth of the world."
The old prophet told her: "The same is true for mathematics. To learn mathematics, the basics of calculation are of course important, but the most important thing is an indomitable heart. We are all climbers standing on the shoulders of our predecessors, and every step is important."
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Shang Mu was suspicious in his heart.
Will there be any results if we move forward regardless?
She was ready to grit her teeth and persist.
Gradually, Shang Yi discovered that mathematics is very useful to businessmen. If every business transaction can be set and calculated, and a result with controllable errors can be achieved, it can achieve an almost prophetic effect.
It's like a magic spell!
Math is so interesting!
Shang Mu is a slow learner, but she likes math, so she doesn't find it hard or tiring.
But her eyesight was getting worse and worse, just as the doctors said. A little further away, in her eyes, it was just a lake, with gray fog everywhere.
But this has actually become a help for businessmen who are ignorant of mathematics.
She will not be attracted by the distant colors and parties described by her classmates, and can focus on the numbers and calculations on the paper.
Shang Mu just got involved with mathematics. After graduation, he stayed in school and became a mathematics lecturer. The salary was not much, but it was enough for a person to live a normal life.
At the age of 29, Shang Mu's life ushered in a big event and a small event.
The big thing is that she found the equation.
The equation is an equation containing unknown numbers, which is based on Teacher Shi Bao's four arithmetic operations.
The unknown number is the answer to be calculated, it can also be the dimensions in engineering, the dosage in medicine, the incantation in theology, the proportions in smelting and casting.
This unexpected result made Shang Mu become a lifelong scholar of Baibao, and he also received the attention and blessing of Yao God.
She turned around and found that she had gone a long way.
Shang Wu felt what the teacher said firsthand.
——We are all climbers standing on the shoulders of those who came before us, and every step is important.
It doesn't matter if your talent is not high.
As long as you keep moving forward, every step has meaning.
A mediocre person like myself can also make some contributions.
Apart from this big thing, she also encountered a small thing.
Shang Wu got married.
Her husband is an engineer named Senlu.
Sen Lu specializes in engineering construction of wood and soil, and travels around all year round. The two also met because of a bridge project in Yancheng. Sen Lu participated in the on-site construction, while Shang Hui performed mathematical calculations on it.
Shang Mu has poor eyesight, and Senlu has poor hearing.
"I drowned once when I was a child. When I recovered, my ears were no longer working very well."
Sen Lu smiled as he spoke. He pointed to his ear: "But as long as you get close enough, you can still hear it clearly. Miss Shang Mang, you can also see clearly as long as you get close enough, right?"
Shang Wu nodded.
Senlu said seriously: "Then when you talk to me, can you please speak a little louder and I will move closer to you. Please don't mind and please help me keep this little secret."
"It doesn't matter."
Are Moriji’s ears good?
Shang Wu is not sure.
Sometimes he didn't react for a long time to what Shang Wu said. Sometimes Shang Wu said something casually, but he was very sharp.
Sen Lu kept approaching her and finally proposed to Shang Wu.
"I will become blind before I get old." Shang Wu reminded the other party.
"It doesn't matter. I will lose my hearing before I get old. Let's be each other's eyes and ears."
Senlu said with a smile.
Shang was in Hulihutu and married him.
Of course, this is just a small thing.
But a year later, another big thing happened.
A White Castle scholar found Shang Mu and said, "Mr. Pasha came with the Yalong and said he wanted to compete with the Brass Furnace Dragon."
"Yalong... Brass Furnace Dragon..."
Shang Wu was still immersed in an equation: "Me? What should I do?"
"Did you forget it?"
The scholar said: "Miss Shang Mang, you are one of the designers of the new furnace dragon and the mathematical designer of this project. Master Philus asked you to go and have a look. This is an important moment to test the results. You
You can’t be absent.”
New furnace dragon...
Only then did Shang Mu react in his mind.
By the way, I almost forgot about this.
While she was hurriedly cleaning up the draft, the scholar kept urging: "Stop cleaning it up, come back and do this again. This is a historic moment! Come with me quickly."
"Okay, okay..."
Shang Wu carried a bag and ran outside.
He almost bumped into Moriji, who was holding a rose.
"Is there anything else going on today?" Senlu looked slightly surprised.
"Well, there is an experiment over there at White Castle."
"Very important?"
"Very important."
"Then you go, I'll wait for you... But come back early. Today is our first wedding anniversary." Senlu smiled and handed her a box: "This is the gift I prepared for you. For this thing, I
It took almost five years to prepare.”
"What's this?"
Senlu blinked: "Aren't you going to do an experiment? Go to White Castle, and then open it and use it."
Scholars kept urging from the front.
"Then I'll leave first!"
Shang Wu got into the steam carriage and arrived at the testing site in White Castle.
At this time, the test site was surrounded by scholars. They were all wearing white coats and whispering to each other in low voices. Everyone looked towards the sky.
Amid everyone's exclamations, two behemoths from the lake appeared in the sky.
Shang Mu tried his best to squint his eyes, trying to see Yalong's appearance clearly.
But she was on the periphery of the crowd, not very tall, and her weak eyesight could only see a shadow.
At this time, she suddenly remembered the box.
What will be inside?
Shang Mu opened the box carefully and found a small glass piece inside. The glass piece was framed by cowhide and beef tendon, turning it into two round thin slices.
There is a note inside.
——Put it on.
How to put this thing on? The two glass pieces should correspond to... the eyes?
Shang Wu put it on and his eyes suddenly widened.
The distant view that originally encompassed the lake became extremely clear at this time, and the line of sight had never been so clear and clear as it is now.
The hair on the scholar's clothes in the front, the brass handle of the spellcasting position on the steps in the distance, and the strong creature with long horns in the middle...the steaming dragon with its wings spread out and its fierce eyes!
It turns out that Yalong is like this.
Shang Mu excitedly used his eyes to capture everything in the distance.
At this time, the crowd gave way.
The voice of Lord Apostle Philus came from the front: "Well, let's let Miss Shang Wu introduce our new furnace dragon. She is the mathematical designer of the entire plan and the key to making the furnace dragon active."
Everyone looked over.
Shang Mu, who was wearing a glass slide on his nose, saw clearly for the first time the many looks from the crowd, and his whole body tensed up.
"Miss Shang Wu, come."
Philus' voice was gentle, but the skull's smile made it look ferocious, making Shang Mu feel weak at his feet.
She walked forward cautiously.
Facing her was the Dark Sun Dragon with a tall and strong dragon body and cold eyes.
Just facing Long's gaze made Shang Mu feel cold on his back and his fingers trembled.
She desperately hoped that she could still see clearly.
Shang Mu closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to stay calm.
Math, it’s math time!
She opened her eyes and said: "...The new Furnace Dragon is 12 meters long, heavy in stone, has more than 4,000 horsepower, and can carry 3 Conqueror Purple Roses..."
The Dragon of the Dark Sun looked puzzled.
Philus coughed: "Miss Shang Wu, Mr. Pasha is not interested in these things, keep it simple."
Almost forgot.
Shang Mu looked at Yalong's body shape, held the glass slide with his fingers, and observed it carefully for a long time.
Then she said to the Dragon King: "Mr. Pasha, this dragon is too small. If it encounters the new furnace dragon... it will die."
As soon as he finished speaking, Shang Wu felt a huge sense of oppression.
The eyes of the Dragon of the Dark Sun flashed with murderous intent and anger: "Very good, very good. Since you are so confident, let your toys and my Yalong move directly."
Shang Yi looked anxious: "That's not what I meant. It's just that based on the size of the dragon, it is impossible to defeat the new furnace dragon, regardless of weight or strength..."
"enough!"
The Dragon King roared angrily and raised his dragon claws: "I've tolerated you for a long time! Dragons are not the kind of things you make that lie on the ground!"
"Since Yalong is not good, then follow the rules of the dragon clan! Dragon Blood Ceremony and have a fight!"