"Do you even need to ask? Because a linear equation doesn't require a square root!"
It was definitely too late to go to the Ivy Club for dinner. After all, the club was on Prospect Avenue, and his current location was about half of Princeton away from there.
"You can still laugh?" Larte raised the corners of his mouth and lowered his voice, "I hope that after an hour, you will still be as confident as you are now."
Although I was very curious about who the black brother learned mathematics from, in the end, his black face turned completely red and he rushed out of the door amidst the roar of laughter from a group of people, so this question is still unknown.
There were still a few hours before the report meeting started. Lu Zhou had already arrived at Palmer Square and planned to have something to eat first.
But that smile had some irony in it.
Seeing the U.S. dollars, the Texan finally forced a smile on his face.
Lu Zhou smiled and said softly: "It's okay, just forget about it and pretend I didn't ask."
…
Although he wanted to complain about whether he knew the true meaning of these proper nouns, the problem was obviously not there.
In human terms, a number whose square is negative or whose radical sign is a negative number is a pure imaginary number. If a real number is added next to it, it becomes an imaginary number.
Of course, even so, as he said, the other side threw the letter of challenge on his desk, and it would be too unlike him not to respond.
Although he wanted to use the word "get out", it was still opening time after all, so he still had to restrain his temper.
"He's right, it's that... preferential ratio, do I still need you to take care of me when I sell my own things?" The Texas guy waved his hand impatiently, put down his originally rolled-up sleeves, and tapped the table with his index finger. "If you don't want to buy, please give way. You're blocking the customers behind you."
"So this is unreasonable." Professor Enoch said confidently, "In Nigeria, equations are something that anyone who has attended high school can do. You are selling hamburgers in Princeton, so you can't even do this, right? ?”
Academic exchanges cannot be completed with the knowledge of elementary mathematics. No matter how much you discuss with Professor Enoch, for those sitting in the audience, it is just talking to someone else.
Looking at this rude Texas guy, a hint of superiority appeared in Yinote's eyes.
What does this have to do with Lu Zhou
"Although you didn't put a price on the Texas BBQ steak that comes with it, I got two values through the system of simultaneous equations. That is, your Texas BBQ steak is both $1.50 and $2. So, you can explain it , is the reason why the imaginary number solution appears in your menu?"
Firstly, he doesn't use Twitter and Facebook very often until now. Out of sight, out of mind. Secondly, he has his own things to be busy with every day and has no time to worry about what foreign netizens say about him.
Putting this matter aside, Lu Zhou took care of his lunch and calmly arrived at the Princeton Hotel opposite Palmer Square.
The overseas Chinese students and overseas Chinese groups naturally took a clear stand on Lu Zhou's side on this issue, but the black group and the white left group were obviously filled with indignation.
Larte's expression froze, but there was no obvious change. He still had that professional smile: "What's a bad idea? What idea? Sorry, I don't quite understand what you are talking about."
The Texans standing in front of him were not the black guys who expected to learn something from him and then change their destiny and escape from the African continent, nor were they interested in his teachings at all.
For him, this is really not a difficult thing.
This is a place where populism (also called populism) is rampant, and it can be seen in many places.
The real drawback is...
The reason why I sit here is purely because a Nigerian brother has been unfairly treated by the American academic community, purely because political correctness requires them to cancel important meetings and pose as sitting here.
I saw a black brother standing in front of the counter and speaking in a voice full of superiority.
What could be more topical than “racial discrimination”
Upon hearing the report, Professor Enoch raised his eyebrows, as if he had guessed the identity of this Chinese man, and the corner of his mouth curved with interest.
However, Lu Zhou didn't feel too upset.
"The price of the chicken drumstick burger set is $6, the price of the Texas grilled beef burger is $7, and the individual items of the two sets are $3.50 and $4 respectively. And I noticed that a Coke on your menu is $1. "
The air is filled with joy.
Lu Zhou gently adjusted the tie on his chest.
Enoch's face turned red and he started to say some difficult words: "Why can't a linear equation be calculated as an imaginary number? How do you know that there is no such thing in the Abelian group, homomorphism and conjugate class? Imaginary numbers…”
A group of black boys who know nothing sit in his classroom, and he, the omniscient and omnipotent, is God. All the satisfaction and joy he wants can be found in those who are lower or weaker than him.
In mathematics, an imaginary number is a number of the form a+b*i, where a and b are real numbers, and b ≠ 0, i squared = -1. where a is the real part and b is the imaginary part. I dare not speak 100% of Chinese high school students can, but 99% of high schools will definitely teach it.
It can be seen that the financial backers behind it have spent a lot of money, and discussions can be seen everywhere on Twitter and Facebook.
However, Professor Enoch obviously did not realize that the situation here was probably different from that in Nigeria, and he did not even notice the playful glances from the side.
This sense of superiority was probably similar to when he was standing in the Federal University of Ekiti.
"The system of equations is indeed not a profound thing. You can learn it in any high school in China... Bring me a bacon sandwich and coffee. I have a report later. Please hurry up." He passed the person Black brother, Lu Zhou put the money on the table.
Lu Zhou asked seriously: "Who gave you the bad idea?"
Larte did not waste time with him, or in other words, he did not intend to waste a second with him. He turned around to greet the legal persons and representatives of the black rights protection organizations, as well as the funders who provided funds for these organizations, and the relevant parliamentarians. .
Lu Zhou smiled and suddenly said, "Can I ask a question?"
Soon, the day of the report meeting arrived.
Seeing that he was unwilling to give up, he asked.
Just as the Texas man rolled up his sleeves and winked at the clerk and waiter next to him, a clear but not loud voice floated from the direction of the store entrance.
For Lu Zhou, what happened in the burger shop was just a small episode.
"immediately."
Larte: "What's the problem?"
Lu Zhou found a random Texas burger near Palmer Square. Just as he was about to open the door and walk in, he heard arguments coming from inside.
Most of the people sitting in the venue probably don’t understand mathematics, and they don’t even intend to listen to a scholar’s defense of his research results. Just like when the New Yorker distorted the report on Qiu Chengtong's results and included a photo that vilified Asians, even if it was Hamilton who stood up to clarify, so what
The voice of the Washington Times is not mainstream, but it caused a stir on the Internet for a while.
Although the students sitting nearby did not join in, many of them had already begun to snicker.
Lu Zhou glanced at the almost full lecture hall, smiled and said, "I'm probably not uninvited."
However, the human subconscious is uncontrollable, especially when guided by external factors.
Of course, he had no hope of asking anything with just one sentence.
This feeling is almost like poison.
The Texas guy standing behind the counter picked his ears with his little finger and said impatiently: "So?"
Hearing this, Lu Zhou couldn't help but raise his forehead.
"Welcome, Chinese mathematician from Princeton, I didn't expect you to come here."
The Texas redneck behind the counter was obviously too lazy to chat with him and urged: "No matter what the number is, if you want to buy it, then please pay. If you don't buy it, please stand aside."
Larte stood at the door and greeted every invited guest with a smile. However, when he saw Lu Zhou, he was obviously stunned for a moment, but he soon put on a smile.
In fact, they didn't mind the excitement and wanted to laugh. The reason why they kept silent was because they wanted to see the shop owner give this annoying guy a demonstration and let him see how Texas red necks solve equations.
but…
In fact, as long as you finish high school seriously, this is really not something profound, although there is nothing shameful about it.
But some popular science things, even common sense things, can be done even in easy-to-understand language.
"Then how do you explain the price on the package?"
"It's very simple. We have to make an equation to calculate such an obvious thing. In this case, we usually consider adding a coefficient in front of the unknown number. You can understand it as the so-called preferential margin," Lu Zhou shrugged and continued, "Of course, you put two equations that are completely incompatible and put them together in curly brackets, and you self-righteously calculated the imaginary solution using one-to-one wrong questions. I'm also very curious about how you did it. Didn't your students tell you? ?”