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Chapter 138 Mental Arithmetic Competition
"Oh, oh, you're right."

"Then we shall wait here."

"Yes, everyone is waiting together, anyway, a day is just a blink of an eye for us."

But they found out.

The waiting time is long.

If it weren't for them having expectations in their hearts.

I'm afraid I'll be bored to death.

Ye Fan looked at everyone's chat and laughed secretly.

These monsters.

I have lived for so many years, but sometimes I am as naive as a child.

……

"Third brother, let's go, let's go to class."

After several days of training.

Yue Peng lost a lot of weight.

Not to mention, his handsome appearance has been initially revealed.

"Let's go."

Come to class.

Sit in a familiar position.

But the figure of Wang Chicong was missing.

Let Ye Fan feel a little miss in his heart.

And this time.

The voices of several students next to him came.

"Hey, what did Wang Shicong do? Why did he drop out of school suddenly?"

"You miss him?"

"Yes, except for him, no one in our class can do mental arithmetic with me. I finally understand the meaning of the phrase "Invincible is the loneliest". It's too painful."

mental arithmetic?

That's right.

Wang Xicong is a former school bully.

There are many skills mastered.

Mental arithmetic is one of them.

Ye Fan didn't even bother with it before.

Now that we have computers, why do we have to use our heads to think about such complicated numbers?
Not to mention no stakes.

Really boring.

Ye Fan suddenly became interested.

He has the thinking skills of the nine-headed worm.

Calculating such things is a breeze for him.

I just don't know what it's like compared to a professional one.

There is no limit.

"Liao Ge, how about we play?"

Ok?
who is talking?
Liao Ge looked back.

Just saw Ye Fan's face.

There was a look of disdain on the corner of his mouth.

Mental arithmetic, he is professional.

It's not like a professional class.

Compared with this, he is not convinced by anyone.

Last time he showed off his watch in front of Ye Fan.

Ye Fan showed mercy and didn't make him ashamed.

But this time he sent it to his door to beg for abuse.

It doesn't make sense if you don't abuse.

"Hey, Ye Fan, that's what you said! Don't cry when you lose."

Liao Ge's voice was not small.

It attracted many students to watch.

"What's the situation? A master of mental arithmetic meets a school bully?"

"Strong confrontation, I don't know who can win."

"Of course it is Liao Ge. He has been studying mental arithmetic for several years, and he is completely professional."

"I don't think so. Ye Fan is a pervert, and he gets [-]% in all his homework."

"What's the matter, there are quite a few people who scored [-] points."

"Then you are wrong! Ye Fan scored [-] points because the test paper only has [-] points at most. And they scored [-] points because they can only score [-] points."

"Understand? Understood, applause!"

Several students gave a thumbs up silently.

"Lick the dog, you are doomed to have nothing!"

……

"It's okay, I won't cry." Ye Fan waved his hand nonchalantly.

Liao Ge smiled lightly: "Okay, have fun! How about this, it doesn't look good without a lottery, let's make a small bet?"

"This one……"

Ye Fan was just out of interest.

Never thought about winning.

Bet he really has no confidence in winning.

"Let's not gamble money, but just bet on cleaning the dormitory toilet, how about it?"

Ye Fan's eyes lit up.

"Okay, let's bet on this."

In fact, he didn't want to gamble.

But I don't know whether Yue Peng or Wang Yiqiao, which of them pulled the bomb shit.

The toilet is full of shit stars.

That's called a Mai Tai.

Originally, Ye Fan wanted to ask the housekeeper to clean up.

If someone came to his door, he would naturally not refuse.

And take ten thousand steps back, in case he loses.

Just get two housekeepers.

Nothing to lose.

"Then how do you compare?" Liao Ge asked confidently.

Mental arithmetic is nothing more than multi-digit addition, subtraction, multiplication and division.

Ye Fan is a novice.

It is estimated that addition and subtraction will be selected.

This is pediatrics in front of him, so naturally any topic will do.

"Well... let's do a simple one first, how about multiplying nine digits by nine digits?"

I go!

Liao Ge staggered.

Nima.

This is called simple?

PK is just such a difficulty.

Do you want to be so pretentious?

But he certainly can't be cowardly.

"Okay, who will write the question?"

"Just find a classmate."

"By the way, let's compare speed." Ye Fan asked.

"Of course, the calculation is like a turtle, so the meaning of mental calculation is gone."

"understood."

"Yue Peng, you can come up with a question, just do it randomly."

Yue Peng nodded.

Write down the numbers on the paper first.

He was afraid that he would forget after reading.

"574136849 times 314756964, how much is it?"

Liao Ge frowned.

Fingers move rapidly in the air.

Everyone knows.

This is a quick way to calculate.

It is equivalent to the tool of abacus.

He is indeed a master of mental arithmetic.

This momentum is powerful.

On the other hand, Ye Fan had a look of surprise in his eyes.

Compared with the speed, is it so laborious?

He smartly wrote the answer on the paper.

"250."

See answer.

The crowd burst into laughter.

But it didn't break.

Instead, he waited patiently for Liao Ge.

This is just great.

He was played.

Sweat gradually appeared on Liao Ge's forehead.

Originally, his calculations were progressing very well.

But because of everyone's laughter, his train of thought was slightly interrupted.

Make him forget at least two digits.

But recalculation is obviously impossible.

I can only bite the bullet and write.

"Shhhhh!"

A string of numbers is written on paper.

"call!"

"There may be errors, but it's definitely not because I'm not strong enough, but because I was disturbed by you."

Yue Peng didn't listen to his explanation.

Compare it with the answer calculated by the computer in your hand.

"Sorry, your answer is wrong, the last two digits are reversed."

"Oh, what a pity."

Liao Ge felt sad for a while.

"By the way, where's Ye Fan?"

"Oh, his answer is also wrong." Yue Peng said lightly.

"He's so fast? It's almost time for all of you to verify?"

Yue Peng shook his head.

"You don't need to verify, you can tell at a glance that he is wrong."

"why?"

Liao Ge quickly took Ye Fan's answer.

three digits.

What a three-digit number.

Big bro, multiply nine digits by nine digits.

You come up with a three-digit answer.

You can't go wrong so much if you think on your heels.

Ye Fan spread his hands: "Sorry, I won!"

"Why?" Liao Ge objected.

"First, we are comparing mistakes, not correctness."

"Second, even if we compare the correct rate, you and I are both zero, but my speed is fast."

"puff!"

Liao Ge almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

Are you still playing like this?

Obviously cheating.

And Ye Fan hurriedly said: "Haha, I was just joking with you."

"I can't figure it out, so I don't think it's ugly."

"Then the toilet in my bedroom..." Liao Ge said proudly.

"I'll let the housekeeping clean up in a while, don't worry, it's absolutely spotless."

(End of this chapter)