Four-and-a-half-year-old baby girl: My seven brothers spoiled me after I came down from the mountain

Chapter 1024 Missing two apprentices

Porridge had just returned home from school and was about to open his schoolbag to do some questions when he saw an old man sitting on the sofa, chatting with Grandpa Qin.

She originally thought it was her grandfather's friend, but unexpectedly, when her grandfather saw her, his eyes lit up and he waved to her.

Seeing this, Porridge tilted his little head and looked at him in confusion.

Grandpa Qin introduced with a smile: "Qi Zhou, come here, this is Professor Xiao, the person in charge of the competition you participated in."

"Don't take it seriously." Mr. Xiao shook his head, "I'm retired and no longer a professor, right? You can just call me Grandpa Xiao."

"Hello, Grandpa Xiao!" Congee said crisply.

"Okay, okay." Mr. Xiao smiled so hard that his eyes almost turned up. He called Porridge to him. Looking at Porridge, he couldn't help turning his head and said to Grandpa Qin: "Old Qin, your little granddaughter is so pretty. ah."

He sounded affectionate, but in fact he and Grandpa Qin had just met.

After all, he used to be obsessed with academia, while Grandpa Qin was obsessed with the business world, so the two didn't have many interactions.

But if you want to abduct someone's grandchild, it's almost not a common thing to use condom.

Grandpa Qin also smiled, knowing that he said this intentionally, but he was still very happy when he heard people praise his little granddaughter.

Congee looks really good.

Porridge held his little face and shook his little head.

Just follow mom~
Grandpa Qin looked at the Calabash Baby behind her and asked curiously: "Who is classmate Qin'er?"

Hearing this, Congee shook his head, "Brother Dafu went out to set up a stall."

"Set up a stall?" Mr. Xiao was stunned for a moment, vaguely wondering if he heard wrongly.

"Yes." Congee nodded, "Brother Dafu sets up a stall every day, but he comes back early these days, and he will come back to do the questions soon."

Qin Er can tell the difference between big money and small money.

In the past few days, I had only set up a stall during class breaks. At this moment, I was stopped by a few classmates to buy something, so I came back a little late.

Just as he was talking, Qin Er walked in with a bag on his back.

All eyes turned towards him.

This was the first time Qin Er had received so much attention. He paused while changing his shoes and asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"

Congee waved to him, "Brother Dafu, this old man is looking for you, saying yes, saying yes..."

Porridge looked at Grandpa Qin for help.

Grandpa Qin told Mr. Xiao's identity again.

Qin Er knew it as soon as he said it.

He has participated in competitions all year round and has rich experience in competitions. Studying the thinking of the question maker is a top priority. It is normal to know the name of the question maker.

He was just a little surprised that he came to the house.

Thinking about it, Qin Er's movements were not slow at all. He walked forward quickly and said respectfully: "Hello, Teacher Xiao."

"Okay, okay." Mr. Xiao looked at them, his eyes almost disappeared from laughter.

I have to say that being good-looking is a blessing.

There is no one ugly in the Qin family. Mr. Xiao looked at Congee and Qin Er with joy.

He also expressed his intention, "That's it, I saw your papers and thought you were very good, so I came to take a look at you."

As he said that, he took another look at Porridge.

In fact, he was more interested in the Eight Diagrams solution to Porridge, but Qin Er was also very good and he liked it too.

He looked at them with a gentle smile, "Would you like to do a few questions?"

"Okay." Congee nodded without thinking, "We were originally going to do the questions."

That's fine.

Grandpa Qin said: "Go to the study."

"Okay." Mr. Xiao nodded, looking forward to it.

Grandpa Qin winked at Qin Lie. Qin Lie understood and immediately moved the exercise books that Qin Zhou and Qin Er had done during this period to the study.

Mr. Xiao is the top mathematician in the country. If he can come to the house in person, he must care about his grandchildren.

The thighs that come to your door are useless if you don’t hug them.

The study room is very large, and several children have their own desks, which is convenient for them to do homework.

Congee's table was the shortest, but it had the most books, which were piled higher than her head.

Mr. Xiao opened a book at random, but his eyes became brighter and brighter as he read.

He couldn't help but look at Congee and asked: "Congee, how long have you been exposed to the Mathematical Olympiad."

Porridge counted on his fingers, and finally pointed out two fingers, "56 days." 56 days, that is, less than two months, and he can actually get the second place in the city.

For a moment, Mr. Xiao was so excited that his hands were shaking a little.

What a talent!

In addition to talent, there is also hard work, as you can tell by reading so many questions.

Mr. Xiao has also led students in competitions before. In addition to thinking, speed is also very important, which requires a lot of questions to practice.

It would take his students about half a year to complete these questions on Congee's table, but Congee actually only took them less than two months.

Moreover, the accuracy rate is still very high.

Thinking of this, he became even more excited.

After calming down, he didn't say anything. He just took out a piece of paper from his pocket and unfolded it. "Come and take a look at these questions."

There are only five questions above, but they require a lot of calculations and cover a wide range of knowledge.

Congee and Qin Er each picked up paper and pen and started writing.

Qin Er was already accustomed to these questions. His fingers quickly listed the formulas on the paper, and then began to calculate.

Porridge and porridge were also listed, and then they started to draw the Eight Diagrams.

Mr. Xiao watched from the side and saw that he drew a picture of porridge, threw the copper plate, pinched the little fat paw, and wrote the answer on the paper.

He suddenly understood why those teachers felt that Congee was cheating.

This answer really seems to be "calculated".

However, after looking at it for a while, he was convinced that his previous thoughts were correct.

This is not fortune-telling. Congee is indeed doing calculations, just in the form of gossip.

His eyes moved to Qin Er again, and he nodded with satisfaction.

Qin Er's words are a typical competitive mentality.

He can solve problems, his mind is clear, and every step is steady.

Time passed minute by minute, and after more than an hour, the two stopped.

Qin Er finished writing the last number, checked it again, and handed the paper to Mr. Xiao.

Mr. Xiao had watched the entire process and already knew what was right and what was wrong.

He first marked Qin'er's paper. He got a small question wrong. Mr. Xiao explained it to him again, pointed out a question that he was stuck on when he just did it, and gave him a better solution.

Qin Er listened carefully, suddenly realized, and quickly changed it.

Mr. Xiao looked at it with satisfaction, nodded, and then looked at Chuzhou. Seeing that one of the big questions in Chuzhou was empty, he said without doubt: "What's wrong? You don't know this question at all?"

Congee looked at him blankly, scratched his head, and said embarrassedly: "I haven't learned anything."

Qin Er glanced at it and said helpfully: "This is a function. I haven't learned it yet."

I just started learning function in junior high school, and Qunchu had completed the elementary school course with Qin Ren before. Osai has learned a little more deeply this time, but I haven't been exposed to this kind of super-class yet.

It turned out to be the case.

Mr. Xiao nodded and understood.

"Then let me tell you something?"

"Okay, okay." Porridge nodded his little head, put his two chubby arms together, and straightened his back, looking like he was listening attentively. Mr. Xiao looked at it and couldn't help but laugh again.

He explained the knowledge points used in this question to Porridge.

After listening to it, Zhou Zhou nodded, digested it for 5 minutes, and then started cooking.

He took one step and paused.

Mr. Xiao glanced at it but said nothing. This is something he probably didn't say just now. He wanted to see what Congee planned to do.

Porridge stared at it for a while, and then started to draw gossip on the paper.

Xiao Laoyi didn't understand it at first, but when he saw the formulas listed by Congee, he suddenly laughed.

This little girl is amazing. She is so smart. She can draw inferences from one example and derive formulas by herself.

Looking at her other questions, she can solve them in the simplest way that is within the scope of her knowledge.

It's super-class, and she can solve it using known methods.

Looking at them, an idea suddenly came to Mr. Xiao's mind.

He seems to be missing two students.

(End of this chapter)