"666, it's the same as the truth."

"I'm sorry, although I'm a scumbag, I'm not stupid. I can find these definitions on Baidu."

"Speaking of it's wet goods now, you should come with some dry goods."

"If you say you have it, you can write it down."

"Three-and-a-half pounds of duck, two-and-a-half pounds of mouth, I can boast, but no one can say it."

"I don't dare to say anything else. If you can really answer it, Tsinghua University and Peking University are really not worthy of you."

"Make it the same as the real thing, can it work?"

"Stop talking nonsense, get something real."

"If you can answer it in front of us, I'll give you ten rockets."

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Looking at these barrages, Jiang Cheng didn't get angry, and smiled: "Don't worry, it's not that I want to popularize science, and what I will say next is not aimed at a certain person in the live broadcast room, but everyone here is in my eyes. It's a scumbag, look good, the next thing is some basic mathematics knowledge, if you can keep up with my rhythm and understand, congratulations, you will be the next champion of science."

After speaking, Jiang Cheng stopped talking nonsense, and the black pen in his hand moved on the scratch paper.

The numbers, handwritings and those on the draft paper that were all cleared were displayed in front of everyone in the live broadcast room.

"Written as it really is."

"Cough, whoever understands it, let me explain."

"I'll go, he's really started to play."

"Nima, micro equations, this is knowledge only available in advanced mathematics."

"Fuck, multi-differential, advanced number knowledge, isn't he a high school graduate? This is the advanced number that can only be learned in college."

"Space geometry, this graphic is so abstract."

"What a goddamn basic knowledge of mathematics."

"666, there is really something."

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J City No. [-] Middle School Conference Room.

"Jiangcheng is really starting to forget."

"Calculus, this is advanced math knowledge, how did he know it?"

"Space geometry, this thing is too abstract and hard to understand."

"Hey, do you understand, it seems that he is really like this step by step."

Several math teachers were surprised when they saw what Jiang Cheng wrote.

"I'm sorry, I'm a Chinese teacher, I'll leave first as a respect."

"Me too, I don't understand it at all."

The two language teachers joked.

"Pretend, I don't know where to read the problem-solving process of others, and now I directly copy it, do I really think I can hide it from everyone?" Xia Quan said coldly.

"Director Xia, you have to see the results before you can make a conclusion. Shouldn't your math teacher be more rational than me?" Li Tianhe retorted.

"Hmph, in the face of absolute matters, the results have already been revealed in advance." Xia Quan said, "He just writes blindly, without any verbal explanation at all, maybe he is copying someone else's. For mathematics, it is not Pretending to understand is the most stupid."

I don't know if it's a coincidence or if Jiang Cheng deliberately sold it.

After Xia Quan's voice fell, the live broadcast of Neijiang City rang.

"Those who know a little bit of mathematics should understand what I am writing now, the simple theoretical application of advanced numbers. Next, I will explain the only correct algorithm for NP-complete problems, and at the same time calculate the correct algorithm."

As time passed, the audience in the live broadcast room saw the black pen in Jiang Cheng's hand dancing on the scratch paper.

One by one, numbers, graphs, and equations were connected in series by Jiang Cheng, just like candied fruit.

Each process is logically meticulous and fully supported by theoretical foundations.

"Brothers, I persisted for less than 5 minutes, and I was completely out of touch, how about you?"

"Huh, five minutes? I didn't understand it at first."

"God's simple application of advanced mathematics, I am not as good at advanced mathematics as a science graduate student."

"Damn it, it's really stupid, there's really something here, and most people won't be able to write it out even if they ask him to scribble."

"It's already written on 4 A[-] sheets. It's amazing."

"I suddenly believe what he said now."

"Mom, if he can really figure out this correct algorithm, Tsinghua University and Peking University are really not worthy of him."

"I've been writing for 40 minutes. I don't think his pen stopped at all. What is in his mind?"

A fake student rewarded the anchor with a plane!

Everyone is drunk, only I wake up and reward the anchor with a flying saucer!

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