NOVEL NEXT Chapter 25 My talent will overwhelm the entire era!
What is this? Fang Zhongyong asked excitedly.
It's the clock concept.
Li Ming directly told Fang Zhongyong some knowledge points from later generations to calculate time. There are 24 hours in a day, 60 minutes in an hour, and 60 seconds in a minute.
It also talked about the origin of time, why it is so divided and other knowledge and theories.
Fang Zhongyong was stunned again, his eyes were full of thirst for knowledge, he listened with relish, and found it very novel, even a child prodigy sometimes couldn't understand it.
Because this is the advanced knowledge that Li Ming told him.
This is how many years of cultural knowledge accumulation, if he can understand it quickly, it will really be hell.
However, Li Ming had plenty of patience and told him slowly.
One lecture lasted for two hours. At this time, the number displayed on the dragon pattern wooden sign was 10.
Fang Zhongyong broke out in a cold sweat. It took him two hours to understand just the knowledge structure and theory of clocks and watches, and he couldn't help but marvel at the sage's profound knowledge.
Looking at Li Ming, there are little stars in his eyes, and his heart is full of admiration.
Worthy of being a saint.
Seeing him staring at him, Li Ming touched his head to let him concentrate, and asked if he didn't understand anything, and then he refocused on the theory of time.
Fang's father, who had been staying outside all the time, couldn't stay idle, because the black dog was sleeping and wouldn't play with him, so he had to find something for himself, cleaning the pillars and beauty fences of the pavilion, and mopping the floor on his stomach.
Clean the castle in the air inside and out.
It was clean and spotless.
Li Ming didn't think about asking him to do anything, but he was really idle, and he took the initiative to do it, and he never got tired of it, even wiping the top of the wooden bridge.
Li Ming didn't bother to care about him, because Fang Zhongyong had a lot of problems because he didn't have time, and he couldn't leave at all.
In comparison, he felt that Fang Zhongyong's matter was more important.
Following the number 8 displayed on the dragon pattern wooden sign, Fang Zhongyong became more and more anxious, and sweat appeared on his forehead.
Now Fang Zhongyong basically understands the theory of time, and the next step is Arabic numerals and the rules of addition, subtraction, and multiplication, which he has to rethink.
While Fang Zhongyong was reorganizing, Li Ming was not idle.
He thought of a very classic and simple topic, chickens and rabbits in the same cage: Today there are beasts with six heads and four legs;
Question: What is the geometry of birds and beasts?
When the number 5 was displayed on the dragon-pattern wooden sign, Li Ming threw this question to him and asked him to answer it. Of course, he could only answer it with what he had just learned.
It took him half an hour to do it.
I did it, but I was covered in sweat, obviously extremely nervous. Li Ming felt that he was not as nervous as he was during the college entrance examination.
He smiled, and then taught him something terrible, the establishment of binary linear equations.
Then, Li Ming saw that the prodigy's head was getting bigger, his eyes were wide open, and he was sweating more and more, but after a while, he became more energetic, which was the desire for new knowledge.
After he finished speaking, Fang Zhongyong digested it for a while, and asked a new question: Is there a ternary equation?
Li Ming told him: Yes.
Unexpectedly, Fang Zhongyong could draw inferences from one example, and Li Ming was secretly surprised.
So keep talking to him.
Time passed very quickly, and when they stopped, the time number displayed on the dragon pattern wooden sign was 2.
Fang Zhongyong still wanted to continue to ask Li Ming about various knowledge, but Li Ming stopped telling him, because the one-time irrigation was too much fresh knowledge, and it was useless if he couldn't digest it.
Moreover, this knowledge is enough.
During these two hours, Li Ming stopped talking about new things, but asked Fang Zhongyong to review what he had just learned from the beginning. Li Ming acted as a student and Fang Zhongyong as a teacher.
During the narration, Li Ming also raised various questions to make things difficult for him.
Some Fang Zhongyong will get stuck, but overall it's good.
The two almost entered the immersive environment, and they had long forgotten the time. While talking, the number on the dragon-pattern wooden sign suddenly displayed 0.
Even when he was talking, Fang Zhongyong's gaze was always on Li Ming, so he naturally saw the numbers on the dragon-patterned wooden sign. At this moment, he felt that he was being pulled by a mysterious force, as if he was about to disappear in this place. Like time and space.
He immediately knelt down in front of Li Ming, kowtowed three times, and said, Thank you sage for imparting knowledge.
Without saying a word, Li Ming used his spiritual power to stuff all the drafts on the table, including a volume of waste drafts, into Fang Zhongyong's arms.
At this moment, both Fang Zhongyong and Fang's father disappeared.
Time flies so fast.
Li Ming looked at the empty study and sighed helplessly.
If time permits, he can definitely talk for a few days and nights, but unfortunately there is not enough time, but this knowledge is enough for Fang Zhongyong to ponder for a long time.
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Outside the Li residence.
Fang's father was still holding Fang Zhongyong's little hand, looking at the Li Mansion plaque, thinking of the scene just now, it was like a dream, but when he saw his son's arms full of papers.
He knew it was not a dream.
They actually met the legendary saint.
If it is not a saint, the logic does not make sense at all. How did they appear in Xanadu out of thin air, and how did they come back here suddenly?
It can only be the means of a saint.
It was also the saint who woke him up.
Fang's father let go of Fang Zhongyong's hand and walked to the door of Li's house. Two young men guarding the door looked over.
Something happened suddenly in my family, and the matter of writing poems must be postponed. I will definitely bring Zhongyong to come next month. Please tell Yuanwai Li. I'm really sorry, I'm sorry.
Fang's father remembered that the sage said that he could only point to things once a month to compose poems, and the next month's opportunity was reserved for Li Yuanwai, and he would not do such things this month.
Because Zhongyong just came back, he must digest a lot of knowledge, and this month is definitely not enough.
But he had to give Mr. Li a face, so he said he would come next month.
Father Fang led Fang Zhongyong away and said with a smile, Zhongyong, let's go home.
Fang Zhongyong also took his hand and said: Father, the saint said that when my knowledge reaches a certain level, he will come to teach me more powerful knowledge. Do you think he will come?
Father Fang thought for a while and said:
That depends on your performance. If you become very powerful, super powerful, he will definitely come. If he doesn't come, then you are not powerful enough.
Fang Zhongyong clenched his fists, his eyes shone with confidence.
I will become very powerful in the future, my talent will overwhelm the entire era, saint, I will wait for your arrival.
With his head held high, full of confidence, he strode away with Fang's father.
Wisps of soft sunlight shone on his small figure, but dragged his shadow very long, gradually covering the entire street.
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I hope Fang Zhongyong, a child prodigy, will not fall. Li Ming looked away, stopped thinking about him, picked up the dragon-patterned wooden plaque on his waist, and looked at what he had gained this time.