Chapter 122 Mathematical genius
The surrounding melon-eating audience exclaimed, they didn't mind Qin Luo and others standing in the pit and didn't pay, but looked at Qin Luo with great interest, wanting to see how he proved 3-3 to 9.
Looking forward to his new discoveries.
The crowd of onlookers grew more and more, and Lin Shanshan suddenly retreated in her heart.
As a little rich woman worth billions, she doesn't care about this pound at all.
"Qin Luo, why don't we forget it, anyway, a pound is not much money for a millionaire like you." Lin Shanshan said.
Even if you say it, you won't believe it, it's not about money anymore, it's about "learning hegemony"! And as an upright person, Qin Luo felt that it was necessary to spread his brilliance to the world.
"Mathematics is called mathematics precisely because it does not recognize idols and is not afraid to overthrow outdated old things." Qin Luo smiled lightly.
"So, what's right is right, and what's wrong is wrong. That's math!"
gone? Wouldn't that be a waste of a chance to earn points and a lottery?
"Papapa!" Suddenly a short burst of applause sounded behind Qin Luo.
The three of them looked back and thought that the old man with the golden-rimmed glasses was looking at them with a smile.
The appearance of this old man is very unique. His face is not the same as many Americans. It is an authentic face with Chinese characters. His cheeks are slightly sunken, as if he had been machined by a knife. He is very kind, but when he looks carefully, he has a shrewd look.
As he walked along, the crowd of onlookers spontaneously gave way, and the old man came to Qin Luo effortlessly.
He looked at Qin Luo with a smile on his face, and said with a smile, "You said it very well, young gentleman. Mathematics is mathematics. He has only right and wrong, no reason."
"Old Jack, you made a mistake, three cheesecakes are worth nine pounds..." The old man looked at the middle-aged man and said with a smile.
The middle-aged man smiled awkwardly, but he was not angry at all. He said loudly: "Indeed, I made a mistake. In order to compensate everyone, three cakes are nine pounds today."
Qin Luo took three cakes from the corner of his mouth, which were originally nine pounds...
"Damn old Jack, you really are a shrewd businessman."
"For little Jack's sake, can't you be a pound cheaper?"
"..."
However, when paying the money, everyone still paid ten yuan in unison.
what's the situation? Are Americans really stupid roe deer?
"It's for Little Jack's sake..." Seemingly aware of Qin Luo's doubts, the old man smiled and patted Qin Luo's shoulder: "Little Jack is the same as the great Hawking..."
Qin Luo was stunned for a moment, talking about what the old man meant, ALS!
The world's five major terminal diseases, the average life expectancy of people suffering from this disease is between 2-5 years, and some of them have a life span of more than ten years. Even the world's most famous physicist, Hawking, could not. Escape this grim reaper boundary.
"Sorry." Qin Luo turned to the middle-aged man and said.
"Young gentleman, you are right, mathematics is mathematics, what is right is right, and what is wrong is wrong." The middle-aged man smiled heartily: "From today onwards, three dollars and nine pounds."
Qin Luo silently took out a ten-pound note: "For Little Jack."
After saying that, Qin Luo turned around and left the cake shop.
