Chapter 99

Although Merton's five-day vacation was very difficult, when the vacation ended, Merton was still reluctant for a while. It seems that the day of eating and waiting for the dead young master is still far away.

When Merton came to the Imperial College again, he immediately felt the strange eyes of other students, which made Merton confused.

Zu Mingjun walked around Merton for a few times, as if he had just known him. He had just been dragged back to Fan Yang's hometown by the elders of the Zu family, offered sacrifices to his ancestors, and told Zu Chong that another talent appeared in the descendants of the Zu family, which had just been released.

"Have something to say!" Merton was looked angry.

"I didn't expect you to have such peerless painting skills! Just a few days after I left Chang'an City, you made a big deal again." Zu Chongzhi smacked his tongue. At the beginning, he came forward to compare arithmetic with Merton. He didn't expect that Merton was so hidden that there were still unique skills.

"What is this? The young master has more skills!" said Merton.

"Worthy of being the son of the decathlon Mohist family." Zu Mingjun thumbed up, but his expression didn't mean to appreciate.

At the beginning, Mohist School spread in Chang'an city with a derogatory meaning, saying that Merton is just a yellow haired boy of Mohist school. Now when Merton has repeatedly created miracles, people say that Mohist school has no derogatory meaning anymore.

"Fuck you!"

If they fight, they will arrive at the class. This class should be the class of Dr. Shen Hongcai.

During his vacation in Merton, although Merton thought it was very difficult, there was one person who was more difficult than him, that was Shen Hongcai, doctor of mathematics.

Throughout the Tang Dynasty, Shen Hongcai thought that his level of arithmetic could surpass his own very few. Of course, recently, with an evil mojiazi, there may be ancestors in the future.

But since Kong huisuo took the math notes from Zu Mingjun, everything was in a mess.

Kong huisuo seems to have taken medicine. His level of arithmetic has increased in a straight line, which naturally attracted the attention of other supervisor students. Arithmetic is now an important subject related to the graduation of Guozi supervisor students. Now all Guozi supervisor students with poor arithmetic are not calm.

After learning that Merton didn't care about the spread of his new arithmetic, all the National Children's supervisors in bingshe where Merton was located had a transcribed note of Zu Mingjun overnight.

Although not taught by Merton himself, don't underestimate the students who can enter the Imperial College. Except for those who go through the back door like Chumo, others are comparable to the students of the highest University in the future.

They are extremely smart and have good mathematical skills. Moreover, Arabic numerals and stepping up multiplication and division of squares are not very difficult problems. Therefore, overnight, the computational level of the national son supervisor of bingshe improved as a whole.

It is reasonable to say that students should be happy with their good grades, but what if a student's grades are too good and even surpass the teacher?

Some questions Shen Hongcai still needs to think for a long time and calculate for a long time to get the correct answer, while the students of bingshe opened their mouths and answered them in an instant.

Moreover, such students are not one, but all classes. Over time, I'm afraid Shen Hongcai is the worst teacher in the class, which makes Shen Hongcai feel embarrassed.

Fortunately, it is not difficult to find out the reasons for the rise in students' scores. When Shen Hongcai looked at the Arabic numerals and various mathematical formulas in his hands, he could not help himself for a long time.

"What a decathlon Mo family, what a Tianzhu number!" Shen Hongcai was deeply impressed by his floating mind.

At the classroom door of C house,

Shen Hongcai hesitated, took a deep breath and pushed the door in. Today he will make a decision, a decision that will affect his life.

Shen Hongcai stood in front of the brand-new blackboard and looked at Merton in the last row. Unconsciously, the Imperial College had deeply left traces of Mohism, including the blackboard, chalk, and what he was about to do.

"Hello, master!" all the students of bingshe stood up and said hello.

"Please sit down!" Shen Hongcai was slightly relieved. Even if these students exceeded themselves in calculation, they still respected their teachers.

Shen Hongcai took a deep breath and turned back to write down the nine figures from zero to nine on the blackboard, and it was written from left to right.

Today, he not only formally accepted the Tianzhu numbers, but also accepted the calculation method of Tianzhu numbers, from left to right, which subverts the existing writing rules from ancient times to the present.

When Shen Hongcai really wrote down these ten numbers, Shen Hongcai deeply realized what Merton said about the writing rules, which has nothing to do with dignity or inferiority, but just habits.

In the past, when Shen Hongcai used the blackboard, he wrote from top to bottom and from right to left. Every time he wrote, he would hold his wrist and write. He was very tired. Rao was so tired that after such a class, his sleeves were all chalk ash.

It is not only unsightly, but also sometimes blurs the written words, which is very inconvenient. There are no such problems when writing from left to right.

"Wise master!" all the students of bingshe understood the meaning of the ten numbers written by the master and couldn't help cheering.

Merton was also stunned and looked at Shen Hongcai, who seemed a little excited in front of the blackboard. He couldn't help but respect him. This is a real scholar. The most important thing in his life is learning. For learning, he can break through all the obstacles in the world.

After Shen Hongcai really did these things, he suddenly felt clear in his heart. Of course, he knew that doing so might ruin his future in the Imperial College, but he still had no regrets.

"I guess I'm the last one in this class to touch these numbers. Maybe you'll think I'm an old stubborn! But today, I'm also conquered by these beautiful numbers. I'm here with all the students to thank Merton for teaching such secret skills." Shen Hongcai said and bowed deeply to Merton.

Morton was startled. He quickly got up and saluted: "the master praised me. These numbers are not the secret skills of Mohist school, but Tianzhu numbers. Mohist school can't take credit for them."

Shen Hongcai smiled bitterly. Of course, he knew what Merton meant. Since it was not a thing of Mohism, it would not involve the dispute between Confucianism and Mohism. In this way, he could have a reason to refute when he was questioned in the future.

However, there is not so much truth in this world. Since he decided to use the Tianzhu number, he has been prepared for the face of the storm.

Shen Hongcai understood it and kept it in his mind.

Turn back and write the 99 multiplication formula table on the blackboard, as well as various methods of numerical operation.

All the students can see that Shen Hongcai teaches in a hurry. Obviously, these knowledge can't be taught in a class, but Shen Hongcai ignores them and throws them all out in class.

Everyone in bingshe has a hunch that this is Shen Hongcai's last lesson!

Even though they already know all this knowledge, everyone still listens very carefully and doesn't miss a bit.

Soon, a class was over.

Shen Hongcai put down his chalk and looked nostalgically at all the students in bingshe.

"Put the hall!" Shen Hongcai opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but gathered into two words.