138: C138 A Psychological Contest

C138 A Psychological Contest

"Oh, oh, oh, you're right."

"Then let's wait here."

"Right, let's wait together. After all, a day is just a blink of an eye for us."

But they realized.

Waiting for a long time.

If it wasn't for the anticipation in their hearts.

They would probably be bored to death.

Ye Fan looked at everyone's conversation and laughed.

These big demons.

They had lived for so many years, but sometimes they were as childish as children.

...

"Third Brother, let's go to class."

After a few days of training.

Yue Peng had lost a lot of weight.

Not to mention, his handsome appearance had been revealed.

"Let's go."

They arrived at the classroom.

They sat in a familiar position.

However, Wang Sicong was missing.

It made Ye Fan miss him.

At this moment.

The voices of the students beside him could be heard.

"Sigh, where did Wang Sicong go? Why did he suddenly drop out of school?"

"You miss him?"

"Yes, other than him, no one else in our class can play tricks with me. I finally understand the meaning of the phrase 'Invincible is the loneliest'. It's too painful. "

Mind games?

That's right.

Wang Sicong was a former top student.

He had mastered a lot of skills.

Calculating was one of them.

Ye Fan used to disdain it.

Now that he had a computer, why did he have to use his brain to think of such complicated numbers?

Besides, there was no bet.

It was really boring.

Ye Fan suddenly became interested.

He had Nine-headed Worm's ability to think.

Calculating was a piece of cake for him.

He just didn't know what it was like to compare it with a professional.

There was no limit.

"Liao Ge, why don't we play?"

Hmm?

Who was talking?

Liao Ge looked back.

He saw Ye Fan's face.

A disdainful smile appeared on his face.

Calculating, he was a professional.

It was not like a specialized course.

Compared to this, he was not willing to accept anyone.

The last time he showed off his watch in front of Ye Fan.

Ye Fan showed mercy, but it didn't make him lose face.

But this time he came to beg for mercy.

There was no reason not to torture him.

"Hehe, Ye Fan, that's what you said! Don't cry if you lose."

Liao Ge's voice was not soft.

He attracted the attention of many students.

"What's going on? An expert in mental arithmetic met a school top student?"

"I wonder who will win against a strong opponent."

"Of course it's Liao Ge. He has been studying mental arithmetic for a few years. He's completely at the professional level."

"I don't think so. Ye Fan is a freak. He always scored 100 points in his homework."

"What's the big deal about that? There are many people who scored 100 points."

"Then you are wrong! The reason Ye Fan scored 100 points was because the test paper only had a maximum of 100 points. And they gave a hundred points because they could only give a hundred points. "

" Do you understand? Understood. Give me a round of applause! "

A few students silently gave him a thumbs up.

"Lick dog, you're destined to have nothing!"

...

"It's fine, I won't cry." Ye Fan waved his hand, not caring at all.

Liao Ge smiled faintly. "Good, very good! How about this, it would not look good without a prize. Shall we make a small bet?"

"This..."

Ye Fan was only interested.

He never thought of winning.

He had no confidence in winning the bet.

"We don't gamble either. We bet on cleaning the dormitory toilets. What do you think?"

Ye Fan's eyes lit up.

"Alright, let's bet on this."

Actually, he didn't want to bet.

However, he did not know whether Yue Peng or Wang Yiqiao had pulled out the bomb.

The toilet bowl was filled with feces.

That was called a burial.

Ye Fan originally wanted to ask the family affairs to clean it up.

Since someone had delivered himself to his doorstep, he naturally wouldn't refuse.

Furthermore, if he were to take ten thousand steps back, he might lose.

All he needed to do was find two housekeepers.

He wouldn't lose anything at all.

"Then how do you want to compete?" Liao Ge asked confidently.

Calculating was nothing more than adding, subtracting, and multiplying multidigit numbers.

Ye Fan was a newbie.

He would probably choose to add and subtract.

In front of him, this was child's play. Naturally, any question was fine.

"En... Then let's have a simple one first. Nine digit multiplied by nine digit, how about it?"

F * ck!

Liao Ge staggered.

F * ck!

This is called simple?

PK is just this kind of difficulty.

Do you have to be so pretentious?

But he definitely couldn't be cowardly.

"Okay, who will give the question?"

"Just find a random classmate."

"That's right, let's compete in speed. " Ye Fan asked.

"Of course, it's like counting a turtle. There's no point in calculating."

"Got it."

"Yue Peng, you can give the question. It's fine as long as it's random. "

Yue Peng nodded.

He wrote down the number on the paper.

He was afraid that he would forget it after he finished reading it.

"574136849 multiplied 314756964, how much do you need?"

Liao Ge frowned.

His fingers moved quickly in the air.

Everyone knew.

This was a method of quick calculation.

It was equivalent to a tool like the abacus.

As expected of a mental arithmetic expert.

This imposing manner was indeed formidable.

On the contrary, a trace of surprise flashed across Ye Fan's eyes.

Was there really a need to put in so much effort when it came to speed?

He elegantly wrote down the answer on the paper.

"250."

He saw the answer.

Everyone burst into laughter.

However, they didn't point it out.

Instead, they patiently waited for Liao Ge.

This was good.

He had been played.

Sweat gradually appeared on Liao Ge's forehead.

His calculations had been going very well.

However, because of the laughter of the crowd, his train of thought was slightly interrupted.

It caused him to forget at least two digits.

However, it was clearly impossible to redo the calculations.

He could only bite the bullet and write.

"Swish! Swish! Swish!"

A string of numbers was written on the paper.

"Hu!"

"There might be an error, but it definitely wasn't because I wasn't strong enough, but because I was disturbed by you guys."

Yue Peng did not listen to his explanation.

He compared the answer to the computer in his hand.

"Sorry, your answer is wrong. The last two numbers are reversed."

"Sigh, what a pity."

Liao Ge felt a wave of sadness.

"By the way, where's Ye Fan?"

"Oh, his answer is also wrong." Yue Peng said faintly.

"He is so fast? So fast that all of you have already verified it?"

Yue Peng shook his head.

"There is no need for verification. We can tell that he is wrong with one look."

"Why?"

Liao Ge quickly took Ye Fan's answer.

Three digits.

It was actually a three-digit number.

Brother, nine digits multiplied by nine digits.

You got a f * cking three-digit answer.

Even if you thought about it with your heels, you wouldn't have made so many mistakes.

Ye Fan shrugged. "Sorry, I won!"0

"Why?" Liao Ge could not accept it.

"First, we were wrong. There was no correct rate."

"Second, even if we are competing in the correct rate and both of us are zero, my speed is fast."

"Pu!"

Liao Ge almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

He still had to play like this?

Obviously, he was cheating.

Ye Fan also quickly said, "Haha, I was just joking with you."

"If I can't figure it out, then I won't find it ugly."

"Then my dormitory's toilet..." Liao Ge said proudly.

"I will let the housekeepers clean it up later. Don't worry, it will be spotless."

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