The big era starts in 1983

Chapter 747 This Question Is Not Difficult

This question...

Interesting, very interesting.

Zhang Yan stood quietly in front of the blackboard, and began to recall in his mind the knowledge he had learned, the knowledge he saw in the Jiuchang library, and the knowledge explained by the teachers.

When the librarian passed by, he saw Zhang Yan, and he just walked by.

This question has been posted here for several months. It is a question for the competition between Wudaokou University and Yuanmingyuan University in the imperial capital. this question.

I don't know how many people have stood here, and some have stared at this question for a day and a night.

suddenly!

Zhang Yan moved.

He picked up the chalk and wrote on the blackboard. He chose a direction, which is E, and used natural constants as the basis to solve this problem using hyperbolic functions.

(Note: Professionals, don’t spray, the author belongs to the category of failing high mathematics)
shit.

what's the situation.

Start writing!
It's been several months, and no one has dared to put even a dot on the blackboard, so this one started to write down.

Right or wrong.

If you dare to write, it proves that you have some ability.

The librarian brought a few more blackboards.

After 5 minutes, Zhang Yan stopped, and he began to think about what the teacher had said, and Wei Ting also talked about some knowledge points when discussing with everyone.What would Wei Ding do if he was here?

Du Zichun!
An idea flashed through 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 librarian was dumbfounded, no matter whether it was really solved or not, but based on these few blackboards, this young man must have something to tell.

"Comrade, which unit or university do you belong to?"

unit?

the University.

Zhang Yan was stunned for a moment, and when he saw many people surrounding him, Zhang Yan ran away.

I can't even take care of the books I borrowed.

Just one word.

run.

Two hours later, the people Bai Hao wanted to pick up in the emperor got on the plane, and the plane also replenished its fuel, and took off to the Cactus Country.

Just these two hours, the 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 was borrowing books from the library stood in front of the blackboard for half an hour and nodded slightly.He approves of this answer.

When he turned to leave, he saw a kettle on the ground.

After picking it up and taking a look, he took the water bottle with him and left.

Then, an unknown number of people poured into the library of the Imperial Capital, and many people began to copy the solution.

Many people are asking.

The only information I know is that a young man aged at most 20 years old, dressed very plainly, holding a biscuit and carrying a kettle, picked up some books and prepared to read.

When the young man saw the blackboard, he stopped.

Think and solve problems.

Even the books that a young man wanted to borrow were placed on the table next to him.

Judging from the content of the borrowed book, some people think it is a mechanical student.

But, is this person a student of that school?
Anyway, it's a legend.

Someone solved a problem that had not been perfectly solved for three months after a graduate student or below.

The search for the mysterious master started 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 a temporary dormitory for seven students from the Ninth Factory.

One house for seven people.

"You looking for someone?"

"Well, find the owner of this kettle."

"Zhang Yan's."

The old man sat down and glanced at the room, everyone was reading.After waiting for a while, Zhang Yan came back with a few books in his arms.

After escaping from the library of the Imperial Capital, he still wanted to read a book, so he ran a long way to the library of the Xia Ke Academy to borrow a book.

Otherwise, in the next period of time, training beautiful Mandarin will be boring to death.

The old man put the kettle on the table: "Your?"

Zhang Yan was taken aback for a moment.

The old man continued: "I saw that you solved the problem, and you solved it well. Why do you know this kettle? There is a phoenix pattern on the bottom of the kettle. This is the unique pattern of Dongyuan University. The pattern is taken from the empress dowager Qiongcheng when she was sealed Royal Jade Bi. I am a professor at Xiaguo Agricultural and Industrial Red University (the PLA), and I have your passport to the Ninth Factory."

A stainless steel plate was placed on the table, and the wariness of Zhang Yan and others disappeared instantly.

The one with this stainless steel plate must be one of our own.

The old man asked: "You know, solving that problem is a matter of pride, why are you running away?"

Only then did Zhang Yan reply: "All seven of us were eliminated. We couldn't go to higher education and were sent to study in the beautiful country. We have no face to say that we are students of Dongyuan, for fear of embarrassing the school."

"Detour!" The old man said these two words.

All seven raised their heads.

The old man continued: "Retreat is not failure, but to choose another path to continue forward. As long as you can reach the end, it is not a failure. The real loser is the person who stagnates or gives up. Work hard, you are still young, life It’s just the beginning, just a little setback, everyone stood up and stood at attention.”

As expected of a student of Dongyuan.

This standing posture allows the old man to see the demeanor of the students in his school.

"never give up."

After saying this, the old man left the bedroom with his hands behind his back.

Standing in the garden, a thought flashed through the old man's mind.

The idea is to pick people.

Picking someone from his own university to go to Dongyuan for an exchange, he heard a rumor, an unconfirmed rumor.

Bai Hao participated in the huge 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 lightly.

I don't know where they jumped out, and two young servants 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 courtyard, I have something interesting Don’t say I didn’t bring them to play together.”

"Yes!"

The old man also ordered: "Protect these dolls, let them concentrate on their studies, and don't let those messy things disturb them."

"Yes!"

It is highly confidential that Bai Hao will participate in the super-scale red-blue PK in July.

Those who can hear the rumors are not ordinary people.

There are probably no more than ten people who can know the inside story.

The old man concealed things in the library for Zhang Yan. In his opinion, this is worthy of the style of people from the Ninth Factory and Dongyuan.

How did that sentence say.

When I went to the clothes, I learned the name and the name.

Since he is from Dongyuan, there is no need to use this method to become famous.

Of course, in the heart of the old man, Bai Hao, Bai Shan's grandson, is also a very low-key person.

Don't look so flamboyant all day long.

But who would know that his so-called super tractor, which claims to be able to plow fifty acres at a time, is actually a Tyrannosaurus Rex.

(End of this chapter)