Cultivation Department Shura Field

Chapter 36 036 Taking the Blade with Empty Hands

Xu Zhe spent a lot of time to explain to his class teacher that he was not addicted to games, and he didn't even have much exposure to games.What made me feel inspired was just an idea about virtual currency.

As for where this idea came from... Xu Zhe did not move out Satoshi Nakamoto and the real Bitcoin. After all, it would be useless to move it out, and it would also expose himself to secretly surfing the Internet.So the explanation he gave was what he came up with while reading a math book.

"So, what kind of math book is it?"

It was the math teacher who raised this question and joined the discussion.This is a male teacher in his early thirties. He has a good figure and appearance, but the slightly sparse top of his head detracts some points from his appearance.His surname is Zhao, so his classmates call him Teacher Zhao.

Xu Zhe: "A book about cryptography. It talks about an algorithm called a hash algorithm. It is a secure hash function. You input a value into it and it can easily output a result. But you There is no way to deduce the input value from the output result. So this thing is very useful in cryptography, and I think it can also be used to encrypt currency data.”

Teacher Zhao pondered for a moment, and then said: "I think you are a very thoughtful child. However, the mathematics involved in these things is too advanced, let alone you, I studied mathematics in college, and I think it is profound. You Now it is better to study thoroughly what is in the textbook."

Teacher Sun echoed: "This is what I have always wanted to tell him. Xu Zhe, you are very smart, but no matter how smart you are, you must first lay a solid foundation."

Teacher Zhao added: "And, if you think the things in the textbook are too easy, then why don't you try the Mathematical Olympiad competition? There are national Mathematical Olympiad competitions only in high schools, but there are competitions at the junior and intermediate levels in the province. If If you can get the provincial Mathematical Olympiad ranking, it will be very easy to get into the top high school in the province."

Xu Zhe: "Math Olympiad..."

In his plans after his rebirth, he never considered the Mathematical Olympiad at all.After all, he knew very well that he was not a genius at all, he just had the advantage of being reborn precociously.Things like the Mathematical Olympiad become more difficult the further you go, and the results are most useful in high school. However, the difficulty of the Mathematical Olympiad in high school should not be underestimated.In contrast, entrepreneurship and investment can truly take advantage of the advantages of reborn people.

Seeing his hesitant refusal, Teacher Zhao added leisurely: "If you can represent our school in the Mathematical Olympiad, you will be exempted from your usual homework."

Xu Zhe: "Really?"

Teacher Zhao: "Of course it is true. To participate in the junior high school mathematics competition, you must first learn all the mathematics knowledge in junior high school, and you must learn it thoroughly. If you learn it thoroughly, then you will usually Homework assigned to ordinary children is of course useless to you. What do you think?"

Xu Zhe was still hesitating, but what he was considering was no longer how to refuse, but whether to agree.

He felt that if he really wanted to sign up for a competition, the Information Olympiad would be more suitable. After all, he was a programmer in his previous life.As for mathematics... at the beginning, it was just a passable undergraduate level.Now, if he takes the high school math test again, he feels that he may not be able to pass.

Not to mention advanced mathematics, even college entrance examination mathematics, he needs to study hard for a while before he can say that he is confident.As for the Mathematical Olympiad competition, is that possible?

But as long as you participate in this provincial competition, you have an excuse to avoid daily homework, right?
So after thinking about it, Xu Zhe said, "I can give it a try."

Teacher Sun, the head teacher, said quickly: "Don't talk about competitions yet. The final exam will be in a few days. If you do not do well in the exam this time and make a setback, I will not allow you to participate in the competition."

Xu Zhe nodded: "Of course."

Teacher Sun added: "I'll do the math for you this time. If you don't do well in the final exam, be prepared to get cramps in your hands while writing the essay during the winter vacation."

Xu Zhe laughed: "You don't need to threaten me. I will definitely take the exam seriously at the end of the semester."

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When he returned to the classroom, Xu Zhe held his own composition in his hand.

Song Xingye couldn't wait to write his essay. He glanced at the score first and raised the corners of his mouth: "I'm two points higher than you." Xu Zhe: "Well, because your essay is really good."

"But your scores are not low anymore. Logically speaking, it can be used as a model essay, but why doesn't the teacher read it..." The girl said as she started to read.And the further she read, the more silent she became.

The school bell rings and recess ends.

At this time, Song Xingye was still reading silently.

The English teacher walked up to the podium.Of course she noticed Song Xingye who was reading the essay, but out of her trust in good students, she did not warn him and started the class directly.

Song Xingye finally finished reading and came to his senses.She returned the composition to the boy at the same table and said secretly: "You wrote a novel."

Xu Zhe: "Well, a short dystopian story."

Song Xingye: "What does dystopia mean?"

Xu Zhe: "Utopia is an utopia, the best society in people's imagination. Dystopia is the opposite, it can be said to be the worst world."

Song Xingye was thoughtful: "Do you think the world will be like that in the future?"

Xu Zhe quoted what he saw on the forum in his previous life: "No, science fiction is not a prophecy, it is just a possibility. Literature needs drama, so we have to imagine the most extreme situations. Generally, it will not be good. If you think about it in the extreme, it’s too unrealistic, and it’s boring to read, like a fairy tale. So if you think in the worst extreme, it’s easy to write a dystopia.”

Song Xingye was still a little curious: "But, how did you come up with this virtual currency?"

Xu Zhe: "I have been explaining to the class teacher for a long time... Well, to put it simply, it is because there are too many problems with finance and economy in reality. Do you know about this year's subprime mortgage crisis?"

The girl shook her head.

Xu Zhe was surprised: "You don't know?"

Song Xingye blushed slightly: "Ask other students, everyone probably doesn't know. We are junior high school students, why do we need to read those things?"

Xu Zhe: "Sorry, I was abrupt."

At this moment, the English teacher on the podium finally couldn't help it anymore: "Xu Zhe, are you listening to the class or not? Even if you understand everything, don't disturb other students!"

The boy whose name was called looked helpless.It was obvious that I was being pestered to ask questions, so why did I bother others?

He looked at Song Xingye next to him again - he saw this girl sitting upright, with her English learning materials spread out, looking like she was listening attentively.

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(End of this chapter)