"Uh..." Qin Luo's mouth twitched wildly, and opened his mouth, feeling like he couldn't speak.
Qin Luo had an illusion that he felt that he should be the invigilator with the highest rate of failing subjects in the entire Yandali.
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On January 23, there are still two days before the holiday and one week before the Spring Festival.
On this day, the entire mathematics department was wailing.
There are more than 1,800 people in the Mathematics Department of Yantai University, of which only 168 pass the general subjects, and the pass rate is less than 10%.
The remaining 90%, all fail!
This created the history of Yan University.
"It's not that the learners don't work hard, but the teacher is too awesome..."
"I remember there was a question in the theory of probability that asked me to calculate the probability of the two-color ball. If I can calculate it, I can still study here. I would have long been a convertible luxury car and a young model in the club..."
"Abnormal, abnormal, I don't know who wrote this question..."
"..."
The Yanda Forum has already been wailing everywhere at this moment, and the students from the Department of Mathematics are constantly telling their tragic experiences.
Among them, the majors are particularly miserable.
Big head, big head, very big head.
This is the true portrayal of Fu Zhendong at this moment.
The 90% failure rate of the entire Department of Mathematics makes Fu Zhendong very big.
Suspending subjects has always been linked to the quality of teaching.
Yan University is one of the best universities in China, and his rate of faculty has been kept below 10%, but now, this probability has suddenly doubled by nine times, which makes Fu Zhendong feel speechless.
"Qin Luo, next time, pay attention to the impact. If you drop too many subjects at once, it will not be good for the school's reputation." Fu Zhendong said.
You know, the Huaqing University next door, their dismissal rate is less than 10%! And their Yanda is nine times that of Huaqing!
"Uh...it's nothing to do with me. The exam questions were put out by Teacher Wang and Teacher Song together. I just put forward a little modification opinion." Qin Luo did.
Qin Luo didn't say that it was okay, as soon as he said that Fu Zhendong was angry, he wouldn't fight.
Although Wang Xuecai and Song Baoguo's questions are a bit more difficult, they are also within the scope of book knowledge.
But Qin Luo's? Lottery probability theory.
Holding the grass, are you sure that this can be calculated by humans?
Not to mention a group of students who have not graduated, even if all the teachers of the Mathematics Department of Yan University make a shot at the same time, they can't solve it.
"So what kind of lottery guess did you come up with?" Fu Zhendong asked angrily.
"Uh, aren't you all advocating innovative thinking right now? I just innovated a little bit." Qin Luo shrugged and said innocently.
Innovation, it is indeed necessary to innovate, but you can't innovate too much.
"Okay, I will treat you as an innovation, but as a questioner, you always have a correct answer. I really want to know what your final answer is." Fu Zhendong said.
"I don't know." At the moment Fu Zhendong's voice fell, Qin Luo had already answered.
do not know? I do not know what that means?
"You dare to ask questions if you don't know?"
To be honest, Fu Zhendong is really speechless.
"Fu Yuan, you got it wrong, I mean, the answer is just don't know." Qin Luo seriously corrected Fu Zhendong and said.
Don't talk, I want to be quiet.
Fu Zhendong thought for a long time, even if he tried to break his head, he never expected Qin Luo to make the answer here.