Looking at the old man's stunned expression.

Fang Bai smiled slightly.

And the other people on the side picked up their pens and started to calculate on paper.

"No need to forget it, he's right!"

The old man's face became solemn. It seemed that the young man in front of him was not a false reputation.

Seeing the old man as if he was facing a great enemy, the slaughter couldn't help but sigh.

You said why are you pretending to be a man on earth?

The cultural heritage of the earthlings crushes you for two thousand years!

It's really a shame to the face of Miaomiao!

Fang Bai shrugged, to be honest... The physics teacher is the most bizarre among all teachers, because everything in this subject involves a little, that is, he understands everything.

The physics teacher studies everything, but he does not study physics.

Why?

Because those advanced physics teachers don't know how to do it either.

The old man looked at Fang Bai with a complicated look, and he felt a little unwilling to admit defeat, and said in a deep voice: "Please... make a question!"

He can solve his problem in just a few breaths.

This has been recognized by him.

Fang Bai licked his lips, and looked at Ye Xing beside him and felt a little annoyed. This is a damn... When he goes back, he will definitely copy Arabic numerals from 1 to 1,000 a hundred times!

After calming down my mood, Chinese people value harmony, that is to say, don’t be too popular. If you are too popular, it will attract people’s hatred!

After thinking for a while, he said, "Three children, Xiaojian, Xiaoren, Xiaoye is talking about who is tall, Xiaojian said: The villain is taller than Xiaoye. The villain said: Xiaojian is taller than Xiaoye. Xiaoye said: Xiaojian is taller than Xiaoye. Xiaoye said: Xiaojian is shorter than Xiaoren..."

"That……"

"Mr. Fang, please don't joke!" The old man knew that Fang Bai was letting water out as soon as he heard it. All three-year-old children knew how to do such a simple question.

Ye, who was standing by, heard the irony in his master's words.

He touched his nose with some reluctance and carefully looked at his master from the corner of his eyes, but found that his master was looking at him with his needle-emitting eyes.

Fang Bai curled his lips. This is a typical example of a person with a high eye and low attitude. Don’t joke?

OK, Fang will give you a question of Fang’s level!

"Since that's the case, listen!"

The old man nodded seriously with a solemn expression, while the scholars on the side took out paper and pens.

"I married a widow. The widow had an adult daughter. My father married my wife's daughter, so my father became my son-in-law, and my daughter became my stepmother. I called my father dad, but my father called me father, and my daughter called me dad, but I called her mother. Later, my daughter was my stepmother and gave birth to a son. He was my half-brother. He called me brother, but he had to call me grandfather because he was also my grandson. Later, my wife, she also gave birth to a son, and he was my stepmother's younger brother. So the problem is!"

"What is my relationship with my son in the story!"

"What is my relationship with my father in the story!"

"What is my relationship with my wife in the story!"

"What is my relationship with my wife's daughter in the story!"

"What is the relationship between the last one and me in the story!"

A group of people were holding pens and were confused by the tongue twister-like thing. How could this be calculated?

Fang Bai stretched his waist and looked at the group of stupid scholars in front of him.

You said, why are you pretending to be a fool?

After Fang Bai finished talking about the topic, he looked at the group of people in front of him and suddenly felt that life was boring. There was no Internet or games. Alas, I don’t know when I could go back.

Except for every young lady who has long legs, this world...

Suddenly, Mr. Fang saw the chest muscles of the group of young ladies around him!

"Actually, this world is still very beautiful!"

How great it would be if I could find a young lady to have an in-depth exchange!

After looking at the group of people in front of him, Fang felt a sense of superiority in IQ. He knew that this was brought to him by nine years of compulsory education...

"Well, you guys can do it slowly, I'll lose my companion first!"

"Sir... let it go!" The old man couldn't care about Fang Bai now. He had fallen into Fang Bai's question and was deeply unable to extricate himself.

"I am my son's father, and at the same time..."

"After a while, there is another relationship, that is, my son is my father's wife's younger brother!"

"What's the relationship between me and my wife?"

"I am my father's son, and I am my son's father too..."

"I am my wife's husband, I am still my wife's..."

A group of people were as if they were crazy and started talking wildly there, and several people circled together.

And in the audience, the heads of those audiences also became a cloud of mucus.

A son, father, wife, daughter with a mind full of thought...

Mr. Fang walked out of Hope Academy leisurely and savvy, leaving only a group of people with a muddy mind.

"Fang Fang, you're bullying people like this?"

Leaning on Fang Bai's shoulder, the trash asked helplessly.

"What should I do?"

Fang Bai shrugged. Sometimes things like this cannot be avoided at all. It’s not his fault. He also wants to keep a low profile, but his strength does not allow it!

Just like a fireflies in the night sky, on a night without starlight, it is the brightest star.

After walking around outside, Fang Bai returned to the college at a walk speed, and the guard at the entrance of the college looked at him with a strange look.

This made him a little confused.

"Mr. Fang, Mr. Fang, you are finally back! Teacher Ye and several masters have been looking for you for a long time..."

Before Fang Bai could take a few steps, a familiar man came out of nowhere. He grabbed Fang Bai and pulled him to the dean's office.

"What's wrong?"

Fang Bai was puzzled.

"It was those masters who started arguing for you."

“…”

When Fang Bai walked into the dean's office, he saw a large group of people surrounding the dean's office. Then the large group of people sat obediently, looking at the leaves in front of the blackboard, and talking about something there.

Fang Bai looked closely and saw that the blackboard said: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 0, and then several symbols for addition, subtraction, multiplication and division.

"Mr. Fang, let me give you a bold sentence. Can this Arab master... introduce it?" The old man who started fighting logic questions with Fang Bai couldn't help but jump out.

"cough……"

Fang Bai choked in one breath.

How do you explain this Arabian... to them?

That is, is this a great master from the mysterious far east?

Named Arab?

The problem is, Arabic numerals were not invented by Arabs!

Arabic numerals were invented by Ah San and then promoted by the Arab Empire...

"Mr. Master, my uncle, without your consent, passed on your knowledge to the outside world. Please punish me!" Ye Xing bent down in front of Fang Bai with some restraint.

Fang Bai suddenly woke up. This is not the earth. Knowledge is a thing of the world... More importantly, knowledge is never free.

"This... these basic little knowledge should be passed on, and it doesn't matter!" Fang Bai didn't care much about these things.

Many things will only be discovered when you study them to a certain level, and they are all basic.

And if no one teaches you the knowledge of money, you will not know much if you spend your whole life.

It's like those things that I learned from nine years of compulsory education.

It is all created by generation after generation, through the efforts of countless people and the efforts of countless people.
Chapter completed!