Zhang Yan stood quietly in front of the blackboard, and began to constantly recall in his mind the knowledge he had learned, the knowledge he had seen in the Jiuchang Library, and the knowledge explained by the teachers.
When the library administrator passed by and saw Zhang Yan, he was just walking by.
This question has been posted here for several months. It is a question that competes between the PBC University in the imperial capital and the Yuanmingyuan University. The person who asked the question is a PhD student in Nankai, Jinmen. When he came to participate in academic exchanges, he left
This question.
I don’t know how many people have stood here and stared at this question all day and night.
Sudden!
Zhang Yan moved.
Picking up the chalk and writing on the blackboard, he chose a direction, which was E. Based on natural constants, he used hyperbolic functions to solve this problem.
(Note: Don’t criticize professionals, the author belongs to the category of people who failed high-level mathematics)
Damn it.
What's going on.
Start writing!
It has been a few months, and no one has dared to put even a dot on this blackboard, so this guy started writing down.
No matter right or wrong.
If you dare to write, it proves that you have some ability.
The library administrator brought a few more blackboards.
Five minutes later, Zhang Yan stopped. He began to think about what the teacher had said and what Wei Ding had said when discussing with everyone. What would Wei Ding do if he were here?
Du Zichun!
An inspiration flashed in Zhang Yan's head. He remembered that Du Zichun had mentioned something about the use of constants.
Go ahead and start writing.
Eight equations!
Zhang Yan completed the answer to this question.
The library administrator was stunned. Regardless of whether he had really solved it or not, based on the things on the blackboard, this young man must have something.
"Comrade, you are from that unit or university."
unit?
University.
Zhang Yan was stunned for a moment, and when he saw many people surrounding him, he ran away.
I don’t even care about the books I borrowed.
Just one word.
run.
Two hours later, the people Bai Hao wanted to pick up in the Imperial City got on the plane. The plane also replenished fuel and took off, heading for the Cactus Kingdom.
Just these two hours, an era without the Internet.
The news that the problem was solved spread to the universities in the imperial capital, and many people came after hearing the news.
An old man who used to borrow books from the library stood in front of the blackboard and looked at it for half an hour. He nodded slightly. He agreed with the answer.
When he turned to leave, he saw a kettle on the ground.
After picking it up and looking at it, he took the kettle with him and left.
Then, an unknown number of people poured into the Imperial Capital Library, and many people began the process of copying the answers.
Many people are asking about it.
The only information that is known is that a young man, who was at most twenty years old, was dressed very simply, carrying a kettle and some sesame seed cakes, and picked up some books to read.
When the young man saw the blackboard, he stopped.
Think and solve problems.
Even the books that the young man wanted to borrow were placed on the table next to him.
Judging from the contents of the borrowed books, some people think he is a mechanical student.
But, is this person a student of which school?
Anyway, it's a legend.
Someone has solved a problem that graduate students and below have not been able to solve perfectly for three months.
The search for the mysterious master began in the student circle of the imperial capital.
And the other side.
On the campus of Imperial Foreign Languages, the old man who picked up the kettle found the temporary dormitory where seven students from the Ninth Factory were staying.
Seven people per room.
"Are you looking for someone?"
"Well, let's find the owner of this kettle."
"Zhang Yan's."
The old man sat down and glanced around the room. Everyone was reading. After waiting for a while, Zhang Yan came back, holding a few books.
After escaping from the Imperial Capital Library, he still wanted to read a book, so he ran a long way to the Xia Ke Academy Library to borrow books.
Otherwise, training in beautiful Mandarin will be boring to death in the next period of time.
The old man put the kettle on the table: "Yours?"
Zhang Yan was stunned for a moment.
The old man continued: "I saw the problem you solved, and it was good. Why do you know this kettle? There is a phoenix pattern on the bottom of the kettle. This is a unique pattern of Dongyuan University. The pattern was taken from the time when the Queen Mother Qiongcheng was conferred.
Royal jade. I am a professor at the Xiaguo Agricultural and Industrial Red University (Liberation Army), and I have a pass for your Ninth Factory."
A stainless steel sign was placed on the table, and the wariness of Zhang Yan and others disappeared instantly.
The one who has this stainless steel plate must be one of our own.
The old man asked: "You know, solving that problem is a very flattering thing, why are you running away?"
Zhang Yan then replied: "The seven of us were eliminated. We had no way to go to higher schools and were sent to study in a beautiful country. We have no shame to say that we are students of Dongyuan, for fear of embarrassing the school."
"Detour!" the old man said these two words.
All seven people raised their heads.
The old man continued: "Retreating is not failure, but choosing another path to move forward. As long as you can reach the end, it is not failure. The real losers are those who stagnate or give up. Work hard, you are still young, life
It’s just the beginning, it’s just a small setback, stand up and stand at attention.”
He is worthy of being a student of Dongyuan.
This stance allowed the old man to see the beauty of the students in his school.
"never give up."
After saying this, the old man left the dormitory with his hands behind his back.
Standing in the garden, an idea flashed through the old man's mind.
The idea is to pick people.
When selecting people from his university to go to Dongyuan to participate in exchanges, he heard a rumor, an unconfirmed rumor.
Bai Hao participated in the super red and blue PK event that started in July.
And Bai Hao chose blue.
Thinking of this, the old man took out a small whistle from his pocket and blew it gently.
I don't know where they jumped out. Two young attendants who suddenly appeared like ghosts appeared beside the old man. The old man ordered: "Arrange the car. I want the school. Tell the deans of each hospital that I have something interesting."
Don't tell me that I didn't take them to play with me."
"yes!"
The old man then ordered: "Protect these children, let them concentrate on their studies, and don't let those messy things disturb them."
"yes!"
Bai Hao's participation in the super large-scale red and blue PK in July is highly confidential.
Those who can hear the rumors are not ordinary people.
I'm afraid there are no more than ten people who know the inside story.
The old man concealed what happened in the library for Zhang Yan. In his opinion, this was worthy of the behavior of people from Jiuchang and Dongyuan.
What does that sentence say?
When the matter is over, he brushes off his clothes and goes away, hiding his merit and fame.
Since you are from Dongyuan, there is no need to use this method to become famous.
Of course, in the old man's mind, Bai Shan's grandson Bai Hao is also a very low-key person.
Don't look so arrogant all day long.
But who would have known that his so-called super-large tractor, which was said to be able to plow fifty acres at a time, was actually a Tyrannosaurus rex?
