My mother filmed my homework and tweeted it on TikTok, and was blocked by the entire internet.

The surveyors measured the values as quickly as possible and reported them to the scientific research team.

He Zhengguo, as the team leader, took three veterans to carry out the most intensive calculation tasks together.

The four of them were side by side, working with heavy heads and serious expressions.

For an hour, there was no change in the sitting posture.

"Smack."

There was a sound of pen falling on the right.

The three of them looked to the right in unison, with admiration on their faces, "Old Yu, have you figured it out?" "

Uh... No.

Yu Jinhe replied suddenly.

"And you put your pen down?"

"Nonsense, it's been an hour, I can't move a word, and my hands are sore!"

He twisted his wrist in awkwardness, stretching his fingers hard.

It's one thing to not be able to figure it out, and it's another thing to not know how.

Faced with such complex formulas and numbers, he simply couldn't put pen to paper...

"What about you?" He asked rhetorically.

"We—"

The three of them swallowed and looked at each other's scratch paper...

Again, a blank slate.

"Our hands are sore, too."

Yu Jinhe: "..."

, "Or it's too hasty."

"Yes, I didn't have any preparation in my heart, and the whole person was panicked."

"The principle is not yet thorough, of course I don't know how to generate data."

"It's wrong to calculate, and it will only mess up the project."

"Ugh."

All four paused and sighed.

At this time, Chu Feng walked in from outside and took off the hard hat he was wearing when he went to supervise the survey just now.

said briskly: "How's it going, seniors?" A

few people didn't dare to answer, but quickly blocked the scratch paper in front of them with something.

Seeing the situation, He Zhengguo got up and said sincerely: "Chu Feng, these styles are indeed a bit complicated... It's not easy to calculate.

"It's not good?"

Chu Feng looked puzzled.

The reason why he ran in after an hour was that he found that the data was much easier to substitute than he thought.

"Shall I take a look?"

He walked over to the workbench and looked left and right, "Where?"

He Zhengguo embarrassedly pulled out the white scratch paper.

Chu Feng was stunned for a moment, and then smiled and comforted: "You guys haven't counted it yet, you know it's not too difficult to write a few steps." The

three people who were seated: "..."

Team Leader He, can you make your words clearer, don't always let Chu Feng misunderstand us!"

He Zhengguo clenched his fists, "Chu Feng, we didn't understand the principle at all, so we didn't know how to calculate it at all." The

three of them let out a breath, and Lao He finally stopped pretending.

You must know that although Chu Feng only wrote a short dozen lines of principle formulas, these research formulas are not immutable.

Many have extensions for different analyses for different situations.

If you really expand it, you can probably have an A4 piece of paper.

"That's right," Chu Feng picked up the pen on the table and said while writing on the scratch paper, "I calculated the Gride coefficient just now, and it's about 7243.6, which is greater than the length of the track, so this formula has to go through the third branch."

"The Elder coefficient is 7 percent."

"And then let's count it as such."

He filled the formula with concrete details and displayed it in front of the four people.

Now that's left with pure calculations, nothing more than an "advanced" version.

The four of them were stunned together.

What the hell!

It's like doing a high school physics problem!

The situation suddenly became clear!

Why was our minds so chaotic just now!

Chu Feng: "I'll leave it to you, I'll go around again." As

he spoke, he was ready to put on his helmet again.

"Wait!"

He Zhengguo turned his head in surprise, "You haven't sat down to count, where did the value come from?" The

three of them relieved themselves and looked puzzled.

Yes, it's so slippery, just open your mouth and come, as if it's a given!

Chu Feng tightened his hat and said briskly again: "I calculated it." The

four of them only felt their heads buzz!

With this level of calculation, is it possible to do oral arithmetic?

The strongest brains don't dare to act like this!

It seems that being in a hurry is just a description of them, and for Chu Feng... It's to seek speed in stability!

Steady batch!

They sat down again and did the math.

I can't drop the chain again this time.

If you can't eat the cake when you hang it around your neck, it's not appropriate.