City: My Little Prodigy

Chapter 8 Teacher hugs me, I can’t reach the blackboard

The head teacher didn’t know.

Shen Lang is now possessed by a scholar, this question is really not difficult for him.

Shen Lang walked up to the teacher:

“Teacher, can you let me use the blackboard?”

The head teacher looked at Shen Lang and was a little surprised:

“Uncle Jiayao, do you really want to write?”

In fact, this question is difficult for high school students to do.

Uncle Jia Yao is only 8 years old.

Are you being a little bit bullying?

At this moment, the head teacher wanted to laugh a little,

She would like to see what Shen Lang can write. Is it a big turtle on the blackboard?

Shen Lang looked at the head teacher: “Since I’m here, of course I have to write down the answer, otherwise I always think that the head teacher is underestimating me.”

“I underestimate you!?”

Hearing this, the head teacher couldn’t hold back and burst out laughing. The parents in the audience were also amused by Shen Lang’s words.

“This kid is so cute!”

“This is quite fun!”

“If only I had such a cute child in my family.”

“Wife, how about we want a second child?”

“roll!”

Seeing the head teacher snickering with his mouth covered, Shen Lang’s face darkened. I’ll give you a smile now, and later you’ll know that brother is awesome.

Shen Lang looked at the head teacher: “Teacher, where is the pen?”

The head teacher took a piece of chalk from the chalk box and handed it to Shen Lang.

Shen Lang took the chalk, subconsciously wanted to write the answer on the blackboard, and then shocked the head teacher,

But, MMP, out of reach!

Shen Lang’s face darkened, and the head teacher saw that he reached out his hand, but couldn’t reach the cute appearance of the blackboard, so he couldn’t hold back and laughed again.

“Ha ha…”

“It really kills me!”

“Kid, why don’t I hold you and write? That way you can get the blackboard!”

Shen Lang glanced at the big-footed man who said he was going to hold him to write, and then looked at the head teacher:

The face value is okay, this is acceptable.

“Teacher, can you give me a hug? I can’t reach it!”

“no problem!”

I don’t know why, but the head teacher suddenly has the urge to steal Shen Lang home and pamper him.

This kid’s expression is so cute! !

The head teacher bent down and hugged Shen Lang,

“Is this height okay?”

“Yes! Thank you teacher!”

Shen Lang thanked him, and then wrote on the blackboard. While writing, he also explained.

“The question asked by the teacher is a bit difficult for high school students, but in my opinion, it is still very simple.”

“There are 20 steps in total, and there is a way to go up.”

“There are two ways to go to the second floor.”

“Up to the third floor, there are three ways to go up.”

“Starting from the third flight of stairs, the number of ways to ascend each flight of stairs is equal to the sum of the number of ways to climb the previous two stairs.”

“Teacher, when you were in college, you should have studied the Fibonacci sequence.”

“This formula is actually the Fibonacci sequence!”

Shen Lang wrote dense data on the blackboard, and finally, he wrote at the end:

“Simple calculation, 20 stairs, if you can only go up one or two floors at a time, go to the top of the stairs, there are a total of 10,946 ways to go up!”

“That answer, right??”

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At this moment, the head teacher was stunned.

The parents present were also stunned!

This answer is absolutely correct!

However, is this tm really answered by an 8-year-old child?

f*ck, Lin Jiayao’s uncle, is he really a child prodigy?

Just when the head teacher was in a daze, Shen Lang’s voice came:

“Teacher, can you let me down?”

“Ah?? Oh oh oh! Well…”

The head teacher put Shen Lang down, and she looked at Shen Lang in disbelief.

“Little brother, you have written before… have you written this question?”

“I’m not a little brother, I’m Uncle Lin Jiayao!!!”

Shen Lang bit the word “uncle” so hard that the head teacher didn’t know how to answer.

Looking at the head teacher, Shen Lang said:

“I haven’t written this question before, but didn’t I just say it? This is the Fibonacci sequence!”

“As long as you understand the principle, it’s actually very simple.”

“I strive to train Jiayao to be a scholar who can easily answer this kind of question as soon as possible.”

“………”

At this time, the head teacher didn’t know how to describe the horror in his heart.

What would an average seven- or eight-year-old child do now?

Playing with mud? Play games? Are you clamoring for KFC?

And what about Lin Jiayao’s little uncle? He can even answer this level of math.

Even junior high school students may have never heard of the Fibonacci sequence.

Among high school students, only some people may have heard of the Fibonacci sequence.

Now the head teacher suddenly felt that it would be great if Shen Lang, a prodigy, could be enrolled in his class.

Why don’t you go back and discuss with Lin Jiayao’s parents and let someone else come to school? ?

Shen Lang didn’t know that the head teacher had the idea of taking Lin Jiayao home and returning it.

He looked at the head teacher and said:

“Teacher, now believe that I am qualified to educate Jia Yao.”

“I’m doing things, you just need to be at ease. If she doesn’t improve her grades next time, you can come and trouble me!”

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