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Chapter 121

Everyone looked up at Shen Pianzhi with mixed feelings.

At this moment, everyone's eyes are no longer as full of doubts as before.

Under the spotlight, Shen Pianzhi nodded, and then stretched out his hand without arrogance: "Mr. Chen, welcome to join."

"Haha, Professor Shen, I hope we can have a happy cooperation." Mr. Chen smiled heartily, and shook Shen Pianzhi's hand with a smile, and it loosened once he touched it.

Later.

Mr. Chen looked at his proud disciple Zhao Ke with a smile: "By the way, where is the question you just mentioned?"

Zhao Ke stepped forward respectfully and gave Mr. Chen the draft paper that Shen Xiaohan had written in four minutes.

The doctoral students who had been stunned just now gradually came to their senses and looked at Mr. Chen with burning eyes.

They were also curious about whether the answer written by Shen Xiaohan was correct or wrong.

Although.

They already have the answer in their minds.

It was impossible for the child, who looked to be only three or four years old, to write the correct answer.

After Mr. Chen took the draft paper from Zhao Ke's hand, the eyes of everyone present followed Mr. Chen's gaze and focused on it.

Obviously everyone has concluded that the answer cannot be correct at all.

but now.

They felt an inexplicable sense of tension.

It seemed that in the next second, Mr. Chen would come out with an answer that would subvert all of their worldviews.

one second.

Two seconds.

They can almost hear their own beating hearts.

Just after one minute passed.

Mr. Chen frowned and spoke: "Who wrote the solution process for this question?"

Everyone's hearts were already lifted up by Mr. Chen's words at this moment.

Zhao Ke didn't quite understand the meaning of Chen Lao's words.

After hesitating for a moment, he looked at Shen Xiaohan: "Teacher, the process of solving this formula was written by this kid."

this time.

Mr. Chen was silent. He stared at Shen Xiaohan's childish face with an extremely complicated expression.

Seeing Mr. Chen's expression, many people concluded that Shen Xiaohan's answer must have been written wrong.

Immediately.

A doctoral student smiled and said: "This child is probably only three or four years old. It is normal for him to write wrong answers. After all, if you ask me to answer this question, I may not get it 100% correct."

"Haha, yes, although this child wrote the wrong answer, he still has a talent for learning mathematics. If he cultivates it well in the future, his future will definitely be bright."

In the laboratory, there were sounds of comfort one after another.

Now, none of them want to lose this golden job with great potential, so it is only natural for everyone to negotiate with Professor Shen.

However.

After they finished speaking, Mr. Chen frowned and said in a slightly dissatisfied voice: "Did I say that the answer was wrong?"

Doctoral students: "???"

Mr. Chen let out a long breath, then squatted down and stared at Shen Xiaohan with an extremely complicated expression: "Kid, can you tell me who told you this method of solving the problem?"

"This problem-solving method is very simple. I don't need anyone to tell me, I know it." Shen Xiaohan was a little confused as to why the old uncle in front of him would ask such a strange question.

Can't such a simple problem-solving idea be figured out just by looking at it?

After he finished speaking.

Mr. Chen was silent again.

After a few seconds, Mr. Chen said with an extremely complicated mood: "Kid, would you like to study mathematics with grandpa?"

When they heard that Mr. Chen was recruiting a disciple, the doctoral students present were already crazy with envy.

They know very well what it means to be Mr. Chen's apprentice.


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