Chapter 254 Problem Solving

  Chu Qingyan is used to being arrogant and domineering, except in recent years when her parents saw her out of tune and occasionally teased her, when had she ever suffered this kind of aggrieved.

  She looked at Tang Zhixi, pursed her lips, wishing she could bite her.

  But Tang Zhixi was fearless, and even took the phone away from her hand when she was looking at her angrily.

  Chu Qingyan: "!"

  Tang Zhixi shook her phone lightly, put it in her pocket, and said, "I'll give it to you after school at noon."

"you!"

   "Tang Zhixi, come and write down the answer to this question." Geng Meng suddenly called her name.

   Tang Zhixi: "."

  Chu Qingyan looked at her for another two seconds, then turned her head away without moving.

  Tang Zhixi stood up, touched the top of her hair, and said, "Get up, I'm going out."

  Chu Qingyan snorted softly, turned her head to one side, ignored her, and did not move.

   "So majestic?" Tang Zhixi slightly hooked the corner of her lower lip, leaned over and held the chair with one hand, and pushed the chair forward even for the person.

  The boy at the table behind Chu Qingyan paused as he was about to pull the table back, and looked up at Tang Zhixi.

  In the whole class, everyone who looked at her had their eyes enlarged.

  Duan Nian leaned back on the chair. She was a little worried when she heard the teacher calling her, but seeing this move, she suddenly laughed.

   Sitting next to him, Shen Bocheng also smiled.

   And Chu Qingyan's beautiful eyes couldn't contain the shock.

  This. This strength.

   Tang Zhixi touched her head again before walking forward. While walking, I wanted to put my hands in my pockets, but halfway through the movement, I put my hands down again.

  Going to the podium, she took a piece of chalk, and she scanned the questions on the blackboard.

   is a function problem.

  Geng Meng also learned about her situation, and said aside: "Just write the first question. The first question of this question is relatively basic, and it is a basic elementary function."

"Um."

   Tang Zhixi responded, and first wrote the word "Xie" on the blackboard.

   Every time Nan Cheng couldn’t write a question, he would first write the word “solve” under the question. Say yes to two points.

   So she wrote one first too.

  Geng Meng said again: "To solve the set, several cases of x need to be considered, such as x3."

While Geng Meng was talking, Meng Jingyi murmured softly below: "Just tell her. Even if you tell her, will she know how to write? She hasn't even attended elementary school, and she came here to record some variety show. Don't you know it's shameful? ?”

  Listening to her words, Fu Xue slightly raised the corner of her mouth, and a moment of ridicule flashed in her eyes.

  And Duan Nian sat upright underneath, rubbing his fingers under the table.

  Shen Bocheng said: "Brother Duan, the only way to save her now is that when you come to you in a while, you won't know anything. Set off her."

  Duan Nian glanced at him, there was not even a book on the table, and his face was cleaner: "You know."

   "Or let it be cut in the later stage, but there are so many people in the class that it is difficult to keep silent." Shen Bocheng continued, "It is better for you to set off. Of course, our conversation can be cut in the later stage."

  Duan Nian glanced at him again: "Shut up."

  Shen Bocheng stopped talking.

  Chu Qingyan looked at Tang Zhixi with her chin resting on her cheek, her face was calm, but her index finger was on her leg, scratching her pants all the time.

   She was not even allowed to go out, and she even lifted herself up to go out. It showed her strength.

  Everyone was looking at Tang Zhixi. Some were worried, some were waiting to see a joke, and some were just looking at her.

  After all, a back view is like a perfect art, which is worth admiring.

   After Geng Meng finished speaking, he took the thermos cup and unscrewed the lid, and took a sip of water. By the way, I took a look at what the people in the class were doing.

  Glanced around, and when it was about to end, Geng Meng said: "f(x)."

   Turning around, Tang Zhixi had already written two lines.

  The first question is very simple, it is to find a solution set.

   Tang Zhixi quickly wrote out the three situations.

   The second question is to evaluate the range of values. Tang Zhixi took a look and wrote the result on the blackboard.

  Geng Meng looked at her and blinked. She was pretty sure that she hadn't told her the result, and that she had found the questions herself. I still found a third question that was very difficult, a bit beyond the level of high school knowledge.

  The purpose is to stimulate these students at the beginning of the third year of high school.

   It is impossible to know all these program groups.

  However, when she was looking at the beautiful and majestic handwriting on the blackboard, Tang Zhixi also wrote the third question.

   She stands up straight with her legs together. One hand was hanging by the side, because the sleeves of the school uniform were relatively long, only some cold white fingertips were exposed.

  Holding chalk in his right hand, he looks relaxed, but the words he writes are powerful.

  Meng Jingyi looked at the first two questions she wrote, and was still writing the third question. She was in the top 50 of her grade, and she couldn't even write the third question.

   "Does she have a script? Did the teacher give the answer?" Meng Jingyi asked.

  Fu Xue took a deep breath, and said softly: "I don't know, no one gave me the script and the answer."

   This answer is ambiguous, and it also clears itself.

  Meng Jingyi snorted softly, and muttered softly: "It must be like this."

  Duan Nian is also a serious student of Teikyo University. Although it has been more than ten years since he went to high school, he can still remember some things after seeing these things.

  But when I asked her what she wrote at the end, Duan Nian felt like she was reading a bible.

   "It seems that you don't have to worry about it now." Shen Bocheng said.

   "The problem of your talking too much is genetic, and you have the same virtue as your cousin." Duan Nian said.

  Chu Qingyan looked at her, and for a moment, the corners of her mouth seemed to rise, but she pressed it down again, and then snorted softly.

  Yue Guyuan looked at the steps she wrote to solve the problem, and slightly narrowed his eyes. He never thought of using this method.

   While Geng Meng looked at it, his expression became more and more shocked and dumbfounded.

   If she read correctly, she had only seen what Tang Zhixi wrote in college.

   Tang Zhixi wrote very quickly, wrote six lines, and calculated the result using a formula that no one had seen before.

  Geng Meng looked at the result, and then at the answer he had written on a B5 paper densely: "."

  The result is the same, but others are so simple.

  Tang Zhixi put the chalk back after writing, twirled the chalk dust on her fingertips and said, "I haven't been to school, and what I learned is not very regular. I only count the results, and the process should not be standard enough."

  Geng Meng's eyes followed her all the time, and he came back to his senses when he heard her speak. Then he opened his mouth and his lips trembled: "I, learned it by myself?"

  Tang Zhixi's eyelashes trembled indistinctly, and Jing Yanbai's voice suddenly sounded in his ear.

   "How did you learn it yourself?" Someone asked at the bottom.

  Tang Zhixi raised her eyes and looked in that direction, her expression didn't change at all, but it made people feel a sense of oppression: "My grandma is a mixed race. She received a very good education before she came to Hanqing Village."

   "So that's how it is." Geng Mengdao, "Grandma must be a talented student. I'm afraid that such a profound problem-solving method can only be learned after college."

   Tang Zhixi didn't speak.

  Geng Meng picked up his written answer and process and showed everyone: "Look, my process. Look at the blackboard."

   "Wow—" the students below suddenly sighed, "Teacher, stop talking, I feel like vomiting."

   "I'm dizzy."

   "I'm dizzy studying."

   "I'm dizzy in the classroom, I want to go home."

   "Why don't we talk about Sister Xi, it's too simplistic."

   "I'll go, you'll be able to make the most of the wind, sister Xi has called you."

   "It's sister Xi, you have an opinion."

   "I didn't. You back off and let me yell first."

  Ye Hanzhi looked at what she wrote, and slightly narrowed his eyes.

   Tang Zhixi's is taught by Tang Peihua.

  What about this little girl?

  Ye Hanzhi thought about it, and felt a pain in his heart, probably only Jing Yanbai.

  (end of this chapter)