The Chinese nation has a vast territory and has never lacked talents since ancient times.
This Song Zining was the first talent that Wuhan University came into contact with among the younger generation of scholars.
He is really smart.
After thinking about it, most of the aristocratic children present, when they heard that the exam was only held two days later, they all wanted to "find and supplement" each other, complement each other, perfect the nine-nine-nine multiplication table, and then study hard to remember.
It is undeniable that this approach has certain uses, but the drawbacks are also great.
They all heard the nine-nine multiplication table for the first time, and they only listened to it once. After putting their respective records together, they were sure they could still tell who was the right one? I'm afraid that in the end it will be messy and full of errors will account for the majority.
This Song Zining was different. He immediately realized that there was no solution to this matter. After weighing the pros and cons, it was an extremely rare method to come to Wuhan University to ask questions.
After all, students have always only hoped to postpone the exam. How can they be advanced
Faced with such a good student, how can Wuhan University not accept it
In fact, Wuhan University has determined that Song Zining's future achievements may not be low, but in order to show fairness, he still has problems.
"Qiqi...?"
"forty nine."
"Five-eight...?"
"forty."
"Four or six?"
"twenty four."
"..."
The question and answer between the two people was getting faster and faster, and Song Zining had a good answer. Wu Da suddenly made a plan and asked:
"Eight Six..."
Song Zining was startled slightly, and pondered for a while, "Forty-eight."
Wu laughed, "Where are you not remembering, it's clear that you have memorized it backward."
Song Zining was very humble and bowed to salute again, "Thank you for the compliment, Mr., the students are just memorizing by rote, which is nothing."
"Very well, congratulations, passed."
It can be seen that Song Zining is very happy, but he still smiled restrainedly, and asked again: "The student thanked Mr. Student. Dare to ask Mr., what kind of knowledge does this ninety-nine multiplication table belong to?"
Wu Da got up, patted him on the shoulder, with a disgusting look that I am optimistic about you, "In the future, I will teach you mathematics. This is a very complicated subject, which includes quantity, structure, change, space, and Concepts such as information, and the nine-nine-nine multiplication table is just one of the simplest additions, subtractions, multiplications and divisions in mathematics. I hope you can do it for yourself in the future."
After all, Wu Da went away.
If you don't leave, all the children of the aristocratic family will gather around.
Song Zining bowed himself to be taught, "Mr. Xie taught."
…
Wu Da left happily, and that group of aristocratic children would suffer.
They wanted to ask Song Zining for advice or two, but Song Zining was very treacherous. He directly sold Wu Da, saying that Wu Da had issued a banned password. If he dared to pass it privately, he was disqualified from enrollment.
In this way, naturally no one would pester Song Zining again.
But the more so, the more the children of these aristocratic families are numb.
Don't say it is a nine-nine multiplication table, even those ten Arabic numerals that are simple and cannot be simpler in the view of Wuhan University, make most people discouraged.
The children of these aristocratic families are either rich or expensive. They all have a certain background in the family. They are good hands when they do bad things. They dare to take the ten daughters at night when they go down the brothel. Let them remember these numbers. It's better than killing them. It's still hard.
Of course, among these people there are still thoughtful people.
These Arabic numerals have been learned many times by children from poor families, and they all have "study notes".
If it were in other places, these aristocratic children would have taken it directly, but at the Su Clan's private school, they really didn't dare.
Otherwise, if the two old Su gets angry and throws a letter to their father, they will have to peel off if they die, and their status in the family may plummet in the future.
A conceited and clever family boy rolled his eyes, took out two copper plates and placed them on a little boy's desk, and said softly:
"Little brother, can you show me your study notes? As long as you show me, these two copper plates are yours. Go to the east of the city to buy a lot of sugar granules."
However, what he didn't expect was that the little boy not only didn't give him any notes, he didn't even take a second look at the two copper plates. He had already learned to ridicule people at a young age and sneered ruthlessly: "You are I'm an idiot!?"
That aristocratic child was stupid on the spot, showing that he did not expect to be laughed at by a kid.
Just when he was about to become irritated, the little boy jumped onto the table with a "jerk" and raised his arms, "Come here all!"
The children in the private school seemed to listen to him, and they all gathered around.
In fact, the son of that family was really unlucky. He couldn't find anyone, so he specifically found "Xiao Ming" sitting in the front row.
Xiao Ming, loves mischief, but has a very smart temperament. He is the king of children among this group of children.
Xiao Ming, standing on the table with his arms folded, shouted: "Everyone, listen to me. These big idiots who look like dogs who don’t pass Mr.’s exam will have to roll back to their hometown in disgrace. Dad spanked, so the study notes in our hands are very important. Don't show them lightly!"
"it is good!"
"If you don't give it, don't show it!"
"A bunch of big idiots, don't even know this, so shameless!"
The little guys hummed in a mess, and relentlessly attacked the children of the aristocratic family who were much older than them.
The corners of the mouths of those aristocratic children twitched, and they wanted to have a seizure but didn't dare to do it, so they couldn't laugh or cry.
Xiao Ming waved his hand, and the private school was silent.
He raised the study notes in his hand and said smugly: "The two copper plates just want to read the notes? Do you really think we are idiots? This is Yanggu, Yanggu! Even if we go to the construction site to pick up rocks after school , Sweeping garbage can earn two coppers!"
"Want to read the notes? Simple! First help us clean up, clean up the private school, and then give us five copper plates each. No bargaining is allowed, I will show you the notes!"
Those aristocratic children are speechless. Yanggu deserves to be Yanggu. He is really an outstanding man. Such a little guy, at such a young age, learns to sit on the ground and raise the price. When he gets older, he has more experience. So good
However, it's also fortunate that this kid was young and didn't have a big mouth from a lion. He had to give money quickly, otherwise, when he recovered, he might not be able to handle it with five copper plates.
Naturally, the children of aristocratic families didn't care about this amount of money, and the young man who spoke first paid it all alone.
Then, the little guys headed by Xiao Ming jumped off to school and went out to play, while those of the aristocratic family need to clean up the private school first, and then study the study notes.
Don't expect their subordinates to help. Su's private school never allows them to bring people in.