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Chapter 140 Standard Foreign Languages

"Uh……"

Ye Fan glared at the two of them.

Blame them for being talkative.

In fact, Ye Fan also wanted to play.

But now everyone has such high expectations.

In case you lose.

He is under too much pressure.

"Is there anyone else? No one, I'll go back to sleep."

Panasonic looked around.

There was no fear in everyone's eyes.

But it just didn't play.

"Okay, then I can only go back to the dormitory."

And this time.

Ye Fan's voice finally sounded.

He said lightly: "Why don't you let me try?"

Very good!
Everyone clenched their fists, and a fiery light burst out in their eyes.

They automatically made way for a passage.

Let Ye Fan take the stage.

Ye Fan naturally wouldn't be cowardly either.

He took one step at a time, each step carrying a powerful momentum.

It's like the emperor descended from the sky.

This is an unprecedented majesty.

"Pfft!"

A staggering.

Ye Fan's figure disappeared.

Immediately, he roared angrily.

"Who the hell is so unqualified, throwing banana peels around?"

Just pretending to be coercive.

Did not pay attention to the foot.

This made him lose an adult.

Ye Fan stood up again.

Stand face to face with Panasonic.

Ye Fan said indifferently: "You didn't even win against me, but you dare to say that you won against all the students of Jiang University, isn't it a bit pretentious?"

"What do you mean?"

Panasonic did not understand.

Ye Fan pondered for a moment.

"That's right, Xikou, you are so anxious, Yiku Yikuya Butterfly..."

"What do you mean by saying this?"

Matsushita frowned.

Ye Fan waved his hand.

"Garbage, I can't even understand the Japanese language, so I'm blind to my standard pronunciation."

"Stop talking nonsense, just compare."

Ye Fan's formation was really bluffing.

Matsushita couldn't help feeling a little worried.

In fact, he had already investigated the members of the Mental Arithmetic Association.

Make sure you can beat them, and then put on the ring.

But he knew there was a saying in Huaxia - masters come from folks.

Maybe Ye Fan is the master they said.

It seems that it must be dealt with seriously.

"I have a question bank here, and I can ask questions randomly, and we will calculate together. Let's see whose answer is faster and more accurate."

"No problem, come on."

Ye Fan said casually.

"Okay, before I compared them with the product calculation of 10 digits, what do you want to compare?"

Ye Fan also doesn't understand these messy rules.

He just competed with Liao Ge in calculating the 9-digit product.

Although Ye Fan's answer was just random writing.

But in fact, he already had the answer in his heart.

Just didn't say it.

That proves that he still has room for improvement.

Ten should not be difficult.

Anyway, it is also a competition.

Or challenge yourself.

Ye Fan said lightly: "Forget it, 10 is too few."

"Haha, it's exactly what I want, so it's better than the 11th."

Matsushita laughed loudly.

In fact, mental arithmetic has its own divisions.

Those who can be regarded as the product of two tens digits are regarded as masters.

Those who can calculate the product of 11 digits can be called masters.

In order to take care of the members of the Mental Arithmetic Association just now, he didn't show his full strength.

Now is his moment to act.

11 digits, come on.

Everyone also exclaimed.

Two 11-digit numbers are difficult to write down.

Let alone mentally calculating their product.

Is this still what people do?
This is the real fairy fight.

Liao Ge didn't expect Ye Fan to be so strong.

He smiled wryly.

It seems that I was playing with 9-digit products before.

Just kidding.

Didn't play any strength at all.

But just win.

Nothing else matters.

Panasonic pressed the remote control in his hand.

Dozens of numbers suddenly appeared on the big screen beside him.

"See? This is our question bank. You choose a set of questions, and I will continue to press the remote control to refresh the question bank."

"Then we will calculate according to the number you just chose, how about it?"

Ye Fan shook his head.

"Isn't this an 11-digit number?"

"That's right, isn't this what you just chose?"

"I didn't choose. It's boring to make such a simple thing."

"Let's calculate the product of 12 bits."

I go!

These words instantly ignited the entire arena.

The product of 12 digits.

It doesn't matter if Ye Fan can do it or not.

He already won by saying that.

Don't think it's just an extra bit.

But the difficulty is increased by dozens of times.

Among them, there are dozens more calculation steps to remember.

Can this kind of problem really be done?

Ye Fan did a little research just now.

世界上最厉害的心算家曾经创下28秒内心算出两个随机的13位数的乘积和在50秒内计算出一个201位数的23次方根的记录。

Even if he is not as good as others, he can't be too bad.

Let's have a 12-bit practice hand first, just in case it can be done.

Mental arithmetic is nothing more than memorizing what is on paper with your head.

For memory, Ye Fanke has never lost anyone.

Matsushita also dropped his jaw in shock.

He didn't expect that Ye Fan could not only be called a master, but also a hidden boss.

He couldn't do 12-digit calculations at all.

But in his heart, Huaxia people like to lie and be arrogant.

This made him question Ye Fan's strength.

He said lightly, "I still can't do the calculation you mentioned."

"Oh, that's good! I won."

Ye Fan made a gesture to step down.

The crowd was speechless.

You really don't want to waste time.

Everything wins in the simplest way.

But anyway, you should show it to others.

Otherwise, who knew you had such strength.

Matsushita said coldly: "Wait, it's one thing that I can't do it. If you can't do it, then you can't win either."

"In this way, I will choose three questions for you in the question bank, as long as you can figure them out, I will automatically admit defeat, how about it?"

"That's what you said, come on."

Ye Fan is not hypocritical.

On the spot.

"Okay, let's look at the fifth question."

The big screen changes instantly.

The fifth question appeared in everyone's field of vision.

"What is 547895135469 times 421369874521?"

"hiss!"

Liao Ge gasped.

"This topic is really difficult."

"How to say?" Everyone was puzzled.

"Mental arithmetic pays attention to methods and skills. If there are two numbers that are the same or have 0, you can perform simple calculations."

"But you see, there is no one next to each other in this group of numbers, it is as difficult as heaven."

"So that's the case. I don't know if the third brother can make it."

Yue Peng was very worried.

Just now they pushed Ye Fan up.

It's all out of passion.

But that has dissipated quite a bit now.

Really feel a little abrupt.

Ye Fan calmed down.

It took almost a second to memorize all twelve digits in my mind.

Immediately started a crazy calculation.

That's a huge formula.

Can't even write on a piece of paper.

But Ye Fan's mind is like an endless sea, containing the existence of all numbers.

(End of this chapter)