One billion years of longevity

I am afraid, the mathematician called Os, I can't imagine at the moment.

In his eyes, it is like a gods, and the top genius Yang is actually because of a 3 × 4 primary school multiplication.

"Zhu Jiu, if it is better, how much is it equal to 3 × 4?" Yang Zhen strongly, pointed to a table in front of him, and looked at Zhu Jiu.

Zhu Jiu flew his head, on the desktop paper, glanced, and finally revealed the color.

"Isn't it equal to 10?" Zhu Jiu opened his mouth.

Yang Zhen is a forehead, a pair looks towards the ceiling, only feeling that his thief is awkward.

too difficult.

Half an hour ago, under Yang Zhen's supervision, Zhu Jiu has finished the first half of the multiplication form.

It is reasonable that she has already been correct before the 5th crossing. How come a question, do you have a mistake?

"Then I will ask questions."

Yang Zhen Shen took a breath and said: "How much is it three, what is it?"

"nine!"

Zhu Jiu's topic is that the Zhang is coming.

"good very good."

Yang Zhen followed, carefully pulled the wing: "You see, three will be equal to nine, don't you? So three, just under the premise of nine, add a three. Almost equal, nine, three, can you understand? ? "

"Three ... four ... nine ..."

Zhu Jiu seems to be a bit confused, but still nodded.

Yang Zhen saw her nodded, and the heart was happy: "Then you want to think about it, how much is it equal?"

Zhu Jiu listened, the number of heads and the number of fingers were pulled, and the last number came: "Is equal!"

"boom!"

Yang Zhen still can't stand it, and he has repeatedly knocked on the table and directly knocked the desktop out of a hole.

"scare?"

Zhu Jiu was obviously scared, but she quickly exposed her grievance.

"Yang Zhen's brother, don't you do this! I am afraid, the more you don't come out."

" ..."

Yang Zhen wants to cry without tears, and feel desperate for the first time.

Coaching a primary school grade question, is it so difficult?

"Zhu Jiu, I will give you the last chance! If you answer the wrong, I will give up."

Yang Zhen turned, after calming the emotions, finally took a deep breath, once again seen in Zhu Jiu.

Zhu Jiu is busy nod: "Don't worry, I must be good at this time!"

"Okay, ok."

Yang Zhenqiang endured the emotions of collapse, strong self-calibration.

"We started from the addition. I will ask you, how much is it?"

"Ten!" Zhu Jiu seems to be very proficient in the addition of the addition of the addition, so that Zhang has said correct answers.

Yang Zhen nodded, and then ask again: "Jiujia two?"

"ten……"

Zhu Jiu said first, but her eyes appeared to be sharp, and immediately fell, add more than one.

"Eleventh!" Zhu Jiu replied.

Yang Zhen is colored, and you will be fine.

"Well, very good! You can still calculate, ten after the number! Continue, continue."

Yang Zhen looks, and then ask again: "So, what?"

"ten……"

Zhu Jiu also wanted to speak '10', but I saw that Yang Zhen color was obviously a bit unheatched, she immediately changed his mouth.

"Ten ... two!" Zhu Jiu went to the voice of 'Ten' this word, and finally took a two.

Yang Zhen listened, but it was an instant to take a table, and I watched Zhu Jiu again and hopped.

But this time, Yang Zhen is out of excitement!

"Good, very good! Zhu Jiu, you are great!"

Yang Zhe followed the tricks, while the scope, while rushing on the formula '3 × 4' on the draft paper.

"This calculation, in essence, there is no difference between 9 + 3! You now, count this calculation, say how much 3 × 4 is equal to?"

Zhu Jiu listened, blinking his eyes: "3 × 4, like 9 + 3 answers. 9 + 3 is equal to 12, then a question ..."

She strived, seriously recalling, slowly swallowing: "It is equal to ten ... one?"

Yang Zhejiang, suddenly pale as paper.

However, Zhu Jiuguo said that the answer was changed immediately.

"It is equal to twelve!"

"..."

"Yang Zhen's brother, what happened?" Zhu Jiu looked at Yang Zhen and did not help but ask.

"Call, there is nothing."

Yang Zhenchang called a sigh of relief, only felt himself, almost hot in tears.

Quite a kind, 'My family has a feeling of women's first.

"Zhu Jiu, you grow up. Finally, I can master it, and after ten."

Speaking of this, Yang Zhen also touched the small head of Zhu Jiu, which was encouraged.

Zhu Jiu was awarded by Yang Zhenquan, and I watched Yang Zhendao: "Now I have a question, I will definitely answer!"

"Now one question? No need."

Yang Zhen listened, the face was quiet as water: "I will follow, there are some things to do. If the head is pour, it is not very good."

"Never do it! Nine children is smart!" Zhu Jiuyi faithful.

Yang Zhen listened, the eyebrows were picking, looked at Zhu Jiu: "You ... are you sure?"

"Of course! Zhu Jiu is the smartest girl in the world!" Zhu Jiu smiled.

"Okay, I believe you."

Yang Zhen is shot, wrote a calculation on the paper, but after writing, immediately use a palm to cover this calculation.

Yang Zhen looked at Zhu Jiu and asked: "Four Take four, use a multiplication method, how to calculate?"

"Four Take the four? Multiplication Table?"

Zhu Jiu stunned, and immediately looked up and recalled.

She fought about four or five seconds, and her mouth had been charter. It seems to be the same from the beginning.

Finally, she used a certain tone and opening: "4416!"

"Okay, good!"

Yang Zhen is a little excited.

Immediately, Yang Zhen will block the hand of the draft paper, moved, pointing to the ceremony, giving Zhu Jiu.

I saw that question, and it is '4 × 4'!

Yang Zhen took the color of the face, looked at Zhu Jiu, and asked forced: "Fast, it is also a matter of this question. Let's take the method of multiplier, pay the answer!"

"Take 4?"

Zhu Jiu saw this question, and the next consciousness fits the head.

Subsequently, she stretched out her own hands, erected his ten fingers, and started the 'Zhu Ji-style operation.

"One two three ... five or seven ... eight ... eight ..."

She put the four points of his left hand, together with the four points of the right hand, and then from the number of heads.

Finally, she said with a certainty tone: "Is equal to eight!"

"hiss!"

Yang Zhen took a breath, only felt that the brain was trembling.

"You are sure ... Is it equal to eight?" Yang Zhen sound, trembling a non-stop, like a patient who is going to stroke.

Zhu Jiu is confused: "Do you want, equal to ten?"

"Ten ...!"

Yang Zhen once again heard the number of 'Ten', only feeling that the head is rising, almost in the past.

"Zhu Jiu, you ... you go to play first."

"Yeah! It seems that I am countless!"

Zhu Jiu saw that Yang Zhen made himself down, I thought he was paired, I watched and jumped down the floor.

I left Yang Zhen alone, and the face is like a paper in the book.