All-round mathematician

Chapter 114 Resource Exploitable Data

The bed curtains trembled in the breeze, and a speed of light shone into the room through the gap, and the light hit the young man's face from day to day.

Yang Fan narrowed his eyes and woke up from his sleep.The line of sight just saw the bed board above the head.

"Where is this?" He was still a little fuzzy, but he didn't realize it. He was in a daze for a while, and then he came back to his senses, "Shuimu Dormitory, it's over, I'm going to be late."

This is already the third day since he arrived in the capital.That day, he and Feng Yao took the flight to Shuimu, and it was not until five o'clock, so they checked into the hotel directly.

In the evening, Feng Yao invited a brother and his former teacher.Yang Fan met those two, and thought they were all high-profile people.

The teacher's teacher is relatively low-key. He is almost sixty years old, looks more than 50, has round black glasses, has a fair complexion, and has a unique demeanor. He always pays attention to various details without revealing them.

That senior brother, who is Yang Fan's counselor from today, is much more impetuous.He was under forty, with slightly bald sideburns, thick and neat eyebrows, and sparkling eyes.

When the four of them had dinner in the hotel that night, Yang Fan's eyes fell all over the place. The three of them drank more than half of it, it was ugly, and all kinds of dirty jokes came out of their mouths.

"Teacher Feng has been pretending to be young for a long time, but when he is in front of acquaintances, he also behaves wildly and rudely."

After two nights of drinking in a row, Yang Fan finally saw several people clearly.

"They are all real people, and they are not as imaginary as the family and country all day long, so they are down-to-earth."

The next day, Feng Yao arranged Yang Fan into this Shuimu dormitory, and made roommates with the two students from the mathematics and applied mathematics class.

Shuimu University, with Feng Yao's youthful memories, took Yang Fan around for a whole day.

Ziqing Pavilion, a small pavilion where Zhu Ziqing wrote poems.Wenting, commemorating Mr. Wen Yiduo.The auditorium, library, the first school gate and the second school gate are full of the atmosphere of the times.

There was another banquet in the evening, Yang Fan also toasted the two teachers and drank a lot.After the dissolution, Feng Yao sent Yang Fan to the door of the dormitory, before leaving, he said, "Yang Fan, I can only help you here, so cherish it."

Yang Fan didn't understand at the time, and only later did he realize that public classes can be audited, and small-group professional classes are not open to the public.

Teacher Feng spent a lot of favors, and his teacher must have also made great efforts, but it was not mentioned at the dinner table.

"Junior brother, wake up, class is about to start."

There are two other people in the dormitory. The counselor surnamed Cui told the two students in the dormitory yesterday to help take care of one or two.

"Brother, what age is it that you are still a junior brother? It's sore, let's call it by name." Yang Fan endured the headache after drinking, and jumped up from the bed. He had all the things in the dormitory. Come out, wash clothes, etc. can also come in handy.

"Ah...haha. I saw your teacher yesterday called Old Senior Brother Cui. He has a unique taste. It sounds very kind and interesting."

It is easy to form a group when the tutor leads three or five graduate students. 20 years ago, there were quite a few people who were called brothers and sisters.

The two roommates are one year older than Yang Fan.One is Su Jun'an, whose name sounds very literary, but he is actually a 1.8-meter-three man from the Northeast.

The other Pan Zhe is much more normal, a passer-by who likes to brag and fart, and has a good personality.

It was Pan Zhe who spoke just now. Seeing Yang Fan enter the bathroom, he said to the other person beside him, "What class is the first class?"

"Gao Dai." Facing the half-person-high mirror, Su Jun'an adjusted various postures, showed his body muscles, and nodded with infinite immersion. The more he looked, the more perfect he looked.

"Rookie." Su Junan sneered.

The single dog in the university, apart from trying his best to earn full credits, has another pursuit, and only girls are left.

"What do you know? This is called the beauty of contrast. Xueba has muscles and blind eyes. First of all, when chasing girls, you must make them curious, and the probability increases by 25%... Do you understand, dish B."

Su Jun'an posed a few bodybuilder poses and turned on the mocking mode.

"Seniors have all counted that Mizuki's female resources accounted for 34.74%, which means that at least 30.52% of men have to open up the second battlefield and dig the corners of allies."

Pan Zhe rolled his eyes, thinking about where the nearest battlefield is. Freshman male students suffer the most. They have to resist the pressure of their seniors. There is a shortage of resources, and the pot is still divided.

"According to statistics, the aura of a famous school and the status of a top female student increase the possibility of attracting men by 42.73%. Of the 34.74, 12.14% are occupied by people from other schools. We must hurry up."

The two talked loudly, and even Yang Fan who was brushing his teeth in the bathroom heard it. He sprayed foam, and the two seniors, Niu B, unexpectedly thought of another application of mathematics professional knowledge, which is very good.

"I have referred to the map in detail. There are nine nearby universities, the National People's Congress, the University of Petroleum, the University of Geosciences, etc., and only one has the highest quality, accounting for 61.35% of the resources. The male compatriots outside Beijing are so happy..."

"Two big brothers, let's go." Yang Fan interrupted the two who were still studying the strategic resource plundering plan. They really are full of knowledge everywhere in life.

It was just after 7 o'clock, and there were students everywhere on the campus.

Yang Fan followed the two to Shuimu canteen.Shuimu campus has a very wide branch, and the cafeteria is said to be lined up to more than a dozen, but he didn't intend to figure it out.

The [-] canteen surrounded the city with a square, found a nearby entrance, and lined up.Yang Fan took the initiative to pay all the shares, and Feng Yao helped to get an IC card. Anyway, he will need it next year, so he might not run out of it.

Steamed buns, soy milk, porridge, deep-fried dough sticks, etc. can be bought outside, and Mizuki Canteen is not bad.

"Prices are okay." The family has had no food for a long time, and Yang Fan naturally understands the market outside. Wuzhou must be worse than the capital, and the prices of the few things he bought are similar, maybe because the school has subsidies.

Su Junan gobbled it up, ordered six big steamed buns and a box of yogurt, and said while eating: "Yang Fan, it was not convenient to communicate with you yesterday, so we didn't talk too much. What is your high school teacher thinking? Come and listen."

The northern steamed stuffed buns are too big, Yang Fan is not used to it, bought a few so-called TJ Goubuli, the size is just right.

He swallowed one, took another sip of soy milk, and said, "My teacher is also doing it for my own good. He thinks high school mathematics is too shallow, and he doesn't want me to waste time. Come and experience it first."

"This is really strange. If I had such a teacher back then, why would I have wasted half a year." Pan Zhe sighed, "Your teacher is doing the right thing. High school mathematics is really different from university mathematics. I took the college entrance examination from Wenjiang City. The number one scholar in science, after entering Mizuki and contacting advanced mathematics, I realized that there are too many things to learn."

Yang Fan was taken aback for a moment, he was also a top student, just now he heard that he was so funny, he thought that he was recommended because of his specialization.

"How about it, elementary school brother, did you blind you? My grades are still a bit worse than the muscular man next to you." Pan Zhe quickly adjusted his mood and smiled complacently.

"Fortunately, brother, I came in second place in the college entrance examination in Liaodong Province, and I missed it, ha ha." Su Junan pretended not to care, and secretly laughed again.

The second place in Liaodong is even higher than the first place in the prefecture-level city.

Yang Fan was dumbfounded, he was in such a mess.

(End of this chapter)