About the fact that the heir of Huajian School is a girl

Their whispering made the Right King upset and his brows furrowed.

The atmosphere in the school building became even worse.

Jiang Chen was a little kid, and at this moment he was like an ant on a hot pot. He looked left and right, and found that everyone was staring at him, as if silently urging him to wake Li Qingcha up quickly.

He hesitated for a moment, but ultimately did not take any action.

One hour is one hour,

Just wait!

The Right King and his guards were trapped in endless torture and could only endure it in misery.

at last,

"Ha~~~~"

Li Qingcha yawned and sat up from the temporary hard bed.

She casually closed the Book of Rites and returned it to Jiang Chen. She then glanced at everyone in the school building and rubbed her eyes nonchalantly.

"Haven't you finished counting yet?"

There was a tone of questioning that sounded like knowing the answer.

The Right King was outraged.

"Li Qingcha, you know it's impossible to count them all, but you still want to delay everyone..."

Li Qingcha raised his hand with an indifferent look on his face.

"I've said before that you can't win. I've also said before, 'You guys won't be able to finish counting by the end of the year if you count like this.' These are my exact words. Does anyone believe me?"

"You...you know that using such an exaggerated statement as 'you can't count them all by the end of the year'..."

“That’s not an exaggeration.”

The Right King was stunned, then fell silent.

In his heart, he still felt that Li Qingcha's words "you can't count them all by the New Year" were an exaggeration, but now,

It’s been four whole months, how can I not count them all?

It's just that I have lost the position to blame.

Li Qingcha looked at him and sighed.

"It seems that the Right King is still unwilling to believe it. Never mind. Let me do the math."

As he spoke, he picked up the pencil and began to write and draw on the wooden board.

No one could understand what was being written. They only knew that after a short while, Li Qingcha came to a conclusion.

"According to the fifty steps I took, I would need about 60 million kilograms of rice. Do you think that if we counted all the rice grains one by one, we would be able to finish counting them by the New Year?"

After saying this, she put away the lead tablet.

"But you have the right not to believe what I said... Believe it or not!"

It is indeed a literary work...it is indeed the spirit of a madman!

Chapter 554 Dealing with you is more troublesome than dealing with your father-in-law, Lao Taishan

believe it or not!

When Li Qingcha said this, what he had said before became even more credible.

Fang Jingwu could not help but be in a daze.

He knew that the final number would be astonishingly large, but 60 million kilograms of rice was already an unimaginable number, because such a bumper harvest had never occurred in human history.

A teacher from the Egret Academy pondered and said, "If we calculate based on the fact that a barn can store 3,000 kilograms of grain...hiss..."

Take a breath.

Everyone looked at the chessboard in disbelief.

Who would have thought that such a one-sided massacre would lead to such a story on the chessboard?

Or, an accident.

The Right King's reputation was completely destroyed.

Li Qingcha said: "Do you remember why the Right King and I made a bet?"

Yujun took over the conversation.

"Aren't we going to discuss why we should study mathematics?"

"Yes, but not entirely. Before I talked about arithmetic, I used the adjective "tight fit". So the reason I made the bet was to prove that arithmetic cannot be based on sensory cognition."

"Sentimental?"

This word is not difficult to understand.

Yujun nodded slowly, indicating that she understood.

On the other hand, as a player in the game, the Right King had a profound understanding.

Arithmetic is completely counter-intuitive.

Just now, when Li Qingcha invited him to bet, he deliberately picked up a black piece, which was a psychological hint to make him unconsciously think that there are 221 black pieces in the twenty-one-piece Go game.

This number is so small that people can unconsciously become complacent and think that according to Li Qingcha's calculation, not much rice will be needed.

But actually?

The result was just left there naked.

The Right King said, "It turns out that Marquis Wu Ding had calculated this from the beginning."

Li Qingcha waved his hand and pointed at the wooden board.

"I just calculated the numbers. Do you think I have already calculated them?"

"This……"

"In fact, this involves both qualitative and quantitative issues. If you have read my Winter Vacation Garden, you will find that there is a kind of chart that can help people make intuitive judgments."

Fang Jingwu scratched his head, wondering why Li Qingcha's pronunciation was always not standard when he talked about "Han Jia Yuan Di".

But that's not the point now.

He cleared his throat,

“Could it be a combination of numbers and shapes?”

Li Qingcha smiled noncommittally, drew the y-axis and x-axis on the wooden board, and then made a function graph of the first ten points of y=2^x.

Of course, English letters such as x and y, as well as Arabic numerals, have been replaced with Chinese characters.

She said: "If you insist, this is a combination of numbers and shapes."

Everyone looked over.

Those who are perceptive immediately realize the one-to-one correspondence between x and y.

They tried to fit the trend of the curve in their minds, and were surprised to find that even without calculation, they knew that the final amount of rice would be an outrageous number.

This should be what Li Qingcha said about characterization.

Arithmetic is really magical!

Everyone thought at the same time.

Li Qingcha said: "Just now, I asked a bald man a question. What do you think?"

Right King: ￣□￣｜｜

He was so angry that his cheeks were shaking.

It's a pity that everyone is now attracted by Li Qingcha's class and no one stands up to object.

Yujun said: "Don't you humans have a white horse that is not a horse?"

Li Qingcha nodded and encouraged her to continue.

Yujun was immediately excited.

"The reason why people think a white horse is not a horse is because a white horse has two characteristics: one is that it is white, and the other is that it has the appearance of a horse. But a horse only has one characteristic, which is that it has the appearance of a horse. A white horse with two characteristics is not a horse. This is the same as the problem of bald people."

"Why is it the same?"

"Ah this..."

Yujun was stunned for a moment, then suddenly blushed.

I thought I was right, so Li Qingcha asked me to continue, but I didn't expect that he wanted to embarrass me.

She glared at Li Qingcha fiercely, feeling extremely aggrieved.

Li Qingcha raised the corner of his mouth.

"Don't be afraid of making mistakes. To study arithmetic, you must first be bold in thinking and secondly, be bold in doing. Make bold assumptions and carefully verify them. Practice makes perfect. Of course, forget about counting rice grains. That's just reckless and mindless behavior."

Right King: ￣□￣｜｜

This time, not only was the flesh on his cheeks trembling with anger, but his face also turned black.

Li Qingcha ignored it and continued, "In fact, when the idiomatic usage of a word is improperly placed elsewhere, the problem I mentioned will arise. Think about it, in real life, we judge whether a person is bald or not not by the exact amount of hair, but by a general feeling."

Someone understood.

"I see. If a person is bald, then you can't count the number of hairs on his head, because the two don't apply together."

"Yes."

"Mr. Siwei's example is actually complementary to the bet about counting rice. It is to tell us that arithmetic is a discipline that is very precise and cannot be influenced by feelings."

As expected of people who graduated from Bailu Academy, they have all read "Winter Vacation Garden" and understood it at a glance.

There is nothing more to add.

Li Qingcha clapped his hands and looked at the sky outside.

"Okay, time is almost up for today, so let's end the morning class here."

When she said the words "morning classes", Jiang Chen guessed that there were still classes in the afternoon, and asked curiously: "Sir, do you have classes in the afternoon?"

Li Qingcha nodded.

"Well, I'll teach you some of the content of Daxia Mengxue."

"You don't want to learn arithmetic?"

"Let's talk tomorrow."

Frankly speaking, what Li Qingcha said this morning was very profound. It would be a great benefit if students could really develop rigorous mathematical thinking.

From this perspective, the Right King actually helped Li Qingcha.

If he hadn't insisted on counting the rice, most people wouldn't have such an intuitive feeling.

The Right King looked a little strange.

He asked: "Li Qingcha, if you look down on the Four Books and Five Classics, why do you want the teachers of Bailu Academy to teach you?"

Li Qingcha shook his head.

"First, I don't look down on the Four Books and Five Classics. I even highly respect some of the ideas in them. Secondly, the reason why I asked the teachers to teach the Four Books and Five Classics is exactly the reason why His Royal Highness the Right King does not want me to open a college in Bulu."

"..."

"..."

The two looked at each other speechlessly.

The Right King did not want Li Qingcha to open a college in Buluan, simply because he was worried about the human race's cultural invasion.

There is no way, the demon race is indeed too weak in this regard.

He didn't expect that Li Qingcha would directly point out the pros and cons of the matter and play it completely openly, which made it difficult for him to deal with it.

"You and I……"

The Right King was somewhat incoherent.