When I was five years old, I helped my mother do test papers live, and I became popular

after an hour.

Ye Xiaotian finished writing and finished speaking.

He glanced at the audience, everyone was listening attentively, even his mother, a scumbag, listened with gusto and drooled a little.

This is the charm of knowledge, spiritual food.

Especially the college students in the back, their eyes are as big as copper bells, full of thirst for knowledge!

In fact, college students have long been confused.

They all suspect that they went to a fake university.

Why did they not understand what the junior brother said at all.

But they still listen, it's just a habit.

The difference between a bully and a scumbag is that for knowledge that he can't understand, a scumbag just falls asleep, while a bully learner listens carefully and is tortured crazily.

The motto of the scumbag is that if you work hard, you may not succeed, but if you don't work hard, it will be easy.

But Xueba is different, if you don’t understand, how can you pretend to be 13?How to get to Versailles?

Compared with ordinary people, the students of Tsingbei University are the masters.

But compared to Ye Xiaotian, they feel that they are scumbags.

The head of a scumbag still maintains the habit of being a top student, so isn't he asking for trouble?

Now, that group of college students is exactly that.

After speaking, it's time for the Q&A session.

There was a mathematician who was not successful, who looked relatively young, stood up and asked in English:

"The second line on page 35, how did you come to this conclusion?"

Ye Xiaotian said: "I already said it just now!"

A big black question mark appeared above the head of the young mathematician.

Ye Xiaotian was speechless, seeing the bewildered expression on this guy, he knew he missed the class just now.

The young mathematician said: "Can you speak English?"

"Why?"

Ye Xiaotian asked.

The young mathematician said awkwardly: "I don't understand Chinese."

In the hour just now, he couldn't understand a single punctuation mark.

Because he couldn't understand Chinese dialect at all.

There are several mathematicians beside him, also like him.

An hour ago, just as Ye Xiaotian spoke, he stood up, ready to let Ye Xiaotian speak in English.

But he was stared at by the bad old man Marles.

His gaze was like that of a hungry tiger, and he was so frightened that he sat down immediately, not daring to speak.

Ye Xiaotian said calmly: "I don't speak English."

When he came to Huaxia, he couldn't speak Huaxia dialect, but he wanted him to speak English. He looks ugly, but he thinks beautifully.

The people in the live broadcast room all said that they did a good job.

[This is Huaxia, so we should speak Huaxia dialect, preferably the whole world speaks Huaxia dialect]
[As a patriotic young man, I think that not only should we not speak English, but we should also learn it, as long as we learn Chinese well]
[Upstairs, what is your score in the English test? ]
[25 points]
The young mathematician was speechless.

You don't speak English?

Your English is more standard than mine!
Just as he was about to speak, Marles glared at him.

The young mathematician sat down immediately.

Marles said:

"On page 43, where the two prime numbers are, the above answer is simply impossible to get. There are big loopholes in the logic. How did you get it?"

Marles' Huaxia dialect is not very standard, but it can be understood by Chinese people.

Ye Xiaotian turned to page 43 and projected it.

Draw a big circle on it with a pen, Ye Xiaotian said:
"There is one more step above that I omitted!"

Then Ye Xiaotian filled in the previous formula, sighed and said:
"It's so simple, I thought you all understood..."

Marles' face turned dark, he snorted, and sat down.

Cao Huaizhong wanted to laugh, but felt it was abrupt, so he held back.

Marles glanced at him and sneered, "You understand?"

"It's so simple, of course I understand."

Cao Huaizhong said with a smile.

He has read the proof process several times, and he even wrote the thesis.

Not to mention skipping one step, even two steps and three steps, he can still understand.

Mallais snorted and turned his head away, not wanting to look at Cao Huaizhong, the bad old man.

Next, some people raised a little question.

Ye Xiaotian answered eloquently.

Another hour later, the exchange meeting will come to an end.

And no moths appeared.

Coming here, mathematicians who can understand Huaxia dialect all recognize Ye Xiaotian's academic achievements.

At the same time, they were all shocked.

He's only five years old, and he's so outrageous.

Than Zhexuan Tao when he was young, he was 13 times better.

Incredible.

They all saw that a new star was rising in the mathematical world and occupying a certain place.

Starting today, Ye Xiaotian has a place in the mathematics world.

The crooked mathematician started to leave, and when he left, he threw an olive branch at Ye Xiaotian.

But they were all driven away by Cao Huaizhong.

Dare to poach his corner.

Cao Huaizhong secretly cursed this group of people in his heart, cursing that they only bought instant noodles with seasonings and no noodles.

As for those who don't buy instant noodles, curse his wife to live a hundred years, so that he will never be able to find a young girl until he dies.

"Mom, let's go!"

Ye Xiaotian came to Lin Shiqing and praised:

"I can't think of you, as a scumbag, you don't doze off after listening to such a difficult math problem. It's really commendable!"

"what?"

Lin Shiqing was dumbfounded.

She was just in a daze, and was praised by her son.

Don't get compliments, your head is stuffed with medicine.

Lin Shiqing said without blushing, "Of course, although my mother is not good at studying, she is not sloppy in her attitude."

Just when Ye Xiaotian was about to leave, a voice came.

"Little boy, please stay."

An old man came over and introduced, "My name is Zhou Haizhong!"

As soon as he heard the word "beautiful boy", Ye Xiaotian stopped.

It must have been him.

Besides him, who else is handsome here?

Ye Xiaotian heard that people in Dongguang, whenever they see a man, they call them pretty boys, and when they see girls, they call them pretty girls.

Because of this, many spirited young men went to Dongguang just to hear "beautiful boy" and were addicted to it and couldn't extricate themselves.

But Ye Xiaotian believed that the old man called him "beautiful boy" because he was really a handsome boy, not because of anything else.

"Professor Zhou, hello!"

Ye Xiaotian greeted with a smile, and then asked: "Professor Zhou, can you tell me a word in vernacular?"

Zhou Haizhong smiled and said, "Of course."

Ye Xiaotian said: "Every country has its own national anthem."

Zhou Haizhong spoke in vernacular.

What Ye Xiaotian heard was "giggle".

Zhou Haizhong just wanted to ask Ye Xiaotian why he should say this in vernacular.

At this time Cao Huaizhong came over, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Old Zhou, long time no see!"

"stop it now!"

Zhou Haizhong flashed aside and said.

This old man is very bad, at least he used seven points of strength to shoot him to death on the spot.

"Hey!"

Cao Huaizhong sighed, and said, "The body is too strong, I can't control my strength, I'm sorry!"

He said sorry on his mouth, but there was no trace of apology in his eyes.

"fine!"

Zhou Haizhong didn't care about him, and came to Ye Xiaotian, ready to have a good chat.

Just dig a corner.