Omnipotent Data

Comrade Lao Wang's circle-throwing is still going on.

The second bamboo ring is covered with a puppet toy. The third bamboo ring, perhaps due to the lack of control over its strength, flew directly far away, naturally it didn't catch anything.

Fourth...fifth...sixth...

Even though the bamboo ring in Lao Wang's hands is heavy and has little elasticity, and Lao Wang's hoop throwing skills have been practiced, there is still no guarantee that every hoop can be hit. But at least, the hit rate is much higher than that of most ordinary people.

middle!

Comrade Lao Wang cast the last bamboo circle.

Amidst the tense breathing of the melon-eating crowd, the bamboo circle hit a vase in the corner accurately.

Okay! Old Chen slapped his thigh and couldn't help shouting.

Comrade Lao Wang looked happy. The people who eat melons are even more in an uproar.

Adding this one and ten bamboo rings, Pharaoh unexpectedly won six small pieces. For the kind of guy who goes 0-for-10 from the field, that's just unthinkable.

Damn it, is it so powerful! Six out of ten shots, it's so terrifying!

It's unbelievable! This person must have practiced his skills. If I were to do it, it would be considered good if I could hit three out of ten shots.

Hehe, you think throwing circles is so simple, let alone three out of ten, as long as one out of ten circles is considered good!

Then this guy is so powerful, can the guy who competed with him win?

Hehe, can you win? That's weird! Didn't you hear that young man just now, this is his first time playing hoops, how good is his technique?

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The people who eat melons said they were not optimistic about Cheng Nuo, and the meaning expressed in the eyes of Cheng Nuo was obvious. Hungry doesn't like you!

However, the people who eat melons are destined to be slapped in the face. There are no exceptions to this rule.

Six out of ten shots, although the data was obtained by cheating, Comrade Wang felt that his performance was not bad. With a beer belly, Comrade Wang walked up to Cheng Nuo, snorting. Young man, it's your turn.

Lao Wang immediately added a sentence, and said in a low voice, Little brother, I advise you to admit defeat now, it will look better.

Cheng Nuo's hands were just ordinary bamboo rings, which were light in weight and highly elastic, and Cheng Nuo was a rookie who didn't understand anything, huh? Why are these two words so familiar. In short, no matter how great Cheng Nuo's ability is, it is impossible to surpass his achievements.

Whether Cheng Nuo gets on or not, the result is the same. Comrade Lao Wang thinks that he has sat firmly on the Diaoyutai and is sure to win!

Cheng Nuo held the bamboo ring in his hand, glanced at it lightly, and said plainly. Comrade Wang, I give you six words.

Huh? Old Wang was taken aback. Which six words?

Look hard, study hard! Cheng Nuo grinned.

Hey, you...

Old Wang stretched out his hand, only to find that Cheng Nuo was already standing in front of the throwing line.

Hey, why didn't this young man measure the distance, and then he was ready to cast! An old woman exclaimed from among the melon-eating crowd.

Everyone looked at it, and it was indeed so. Cheng Nuo was already standing on the throwing line, preparing to throw the circle. Logically speaking, before throwing a circle, most people would use their feet to measure the distance from the throwing line to the target, so that they could have a plan in mind, so that they could grasp the proper strength when throwing the bamboo circle.

But Cheng Nuo, there's no need for it!

The distance is 235.35 cm, the direction is 11.24 degrees north by east, the width is 5.24 cm, and the length is 6.25 cm...

Cheng Nuo's target was a pink plastic cosmetic box, with various data emerging one by one. Next is the data of Zhuquan.

The weight of the bamboo ring is 21.05 grams, the diameter is 10.54 centimeters, the coefficient of elasticity is 58.29 N/m... the wind speed is 2.14 m/s, the direction is 68.35 degrees west by south... the acceleration of gravity is 9.825 meters/square second...

The two sets of data were quickly calculated in Cheng Nuo's brain.

Soon, a throwing scheme emerged.

The initial throwing height is 1.24 meters, the direction is 68.24 degrees to the left front, the inclination angle of the bamboo circle is 12.38 degrees, and the force is 6.84 N!

Go!

The bamboo circle was thrown from Cheng Nuo's hand, and it swayed forward in the air.

When everyone saw the whereabouts of the bamboo circle, they shook their heads in unison. Comrade Lao Wang also had a faint smile on his face.

Obviously, judging from the falling trajectory, there is nothing at the landing point of the bamboo ring.

But will it really turn out that way? How could the data calculated by Lin Nuo's brain be wrong.

In the next moment, a breeze blew by, and a deep surprise appeared on everyone's faces.

How is it possible? It's fake?! One of the melon-eaters even exclaimed.

The wobbly bamboo circle gradually changed its trajectory under the breeze, and landed on the pink cosmetic box with a snap.

After Cheng Nuo's careful calculations, when the bamboo circle hit the ground, the entire section of the bamboo circle landed on the ground at the same time, the elasticity was greatly reduced, and it only stopped after a couple of jumps on the spot.

The first lap, in!

Not only the people who eat melons, but even Lao Wang and Lao Chen, the two gangsters, expressed the shock in their hearts on their faces.

Is it luck? Or strength?

The two looked at each other, both a little uncertain.

But the two still believed more, so Cheng Nuo was lucky. If it was said that Cheng Nuo's original goal was the makeup box, they wouldn't believe it if he killed them. Maybe I just wanted to put other things in it, but I just missed the cosmetic box by mistake.

Not allowing Lao Wang and Lao Chen to think too much, Cheng Nuo's second shot began.

Sections of data stream flowed through Cheng Nuo's eyes. It's just that others can't see it.

The distance is 281.35 cm, the direction is 35.29 degrees west by east... the weight of the bamboo ring is 21.45 grams, the diameter is 10.40 cm, and the elastic coefficient is 56.33 N/m... The wind speed is 2.25 m/s, and the direction is 68.21 degrees west by south...

The initial throwing height is 1.52 meters, the direction is 38.94 degrees to the left front, the inclination angle of the bamboo circle is 18.38 degrees, and the force is 8.82 N!

out!

Cheng Nuo let out a breath, and the bamboo ring was thrown out in an instant.

With the first lesson learned, almost everyone's eyes were fixed on the bamboo ring falling in the air.

Snapped--!

Another perfect landing, Cheng Nuo cleverly used the wind force and the gravity of the bamboo circle to make the bamboo circle follow the established trajectory.

Two for two!

Old Wang began to break out in a cold sweat.

He quietly touched Old Chen, lowered his voice and said, Old Chen, is the bamboo ring you gave that kid the same as mine?

Cheng Nuo hit two shots twice, Lao Wang began to doubt himself as a neighbor.

How is it possible! Old Chen said with a gloomy face, The one I gave to that kid was just an ordinary bamboo ring. I checked it myself, how could I get it wrong?!

Then how do you explain the current situation? Old Tang was silent for a while, and then asked, That kid is just a rookie, how come he can hit it twice?

You ask me, who should I ask? I'm also at a loss now! Old Chen looked innocent.

Old Chen took a deep breath, helped his green straw hat, and said slowly, Let's see, I hope his two hits are just luck.

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