The Magic Trading System

3"Esteemed guest?" What kind of guest is he? He's just a Chinaman, only a year old, and is he even fit to give a lecture in the Oxford Department of Chemistry? "He was just lucky to be able to achieve such a pitiful result. If he were to pick a random undergraduate from our chemistry department, his basic knowledge would be enough to overwhelm him." Anderson. Bieber said disdainfully.    0

    

Anderson. As soon as Bieber finished his words, Alura's expression changed. Miller immediately sneered and said, "Mr. Bieber, for you to say such words, you can only make others laugh at yourself."    

    

"Did Zheng Hao only do a pitiful little bit of work? His three inventions in the field of chemistry have overturned several traditional industries, and he has become one of the richest men on the planet through his own inventions! "    

    

"He has also been nominated for the Nobel Prize in Chemistry, and his chances of winning this year are very high!"    

    

"In your eyes, such a talented young man has actually become a pitiful person who only won by chance. Don't you feel that you're even more pitiful?"    

    

"How can you not accidentally create a few great chemical inventions that can cause a sensation throughout the world and create unlimited business opportunities? Or, in your lifetime, do you have a chance to achieve results as great as Zheng Hao's Super Organic Fertilizer? People like you can only say that you can't eat grapes and call them sour grapes! It is destined to be difficult to achieve a grand climate! "    

    

Anderson. Bieber by Alura. Miller was tongue-tied and could barely speak, but he forced himself to continue: "You, why are you speaking up for this Chinaman? "You are a white man, you are much more noble than him. Miss Miller, you should be more reserved, don't embarrass the noble white man!"    

    

Another white supremacist.    

    

Zheng Hao was too lazy to respond to such idiots.    

    

"Scram!" Go to the side and be noble, you idiot! " Zheng Hao snapped at him.    

    

Zheng Hao felt that there was no need to play any more games of gentility and gentility with such a person. It was better to just tell him to scram.    

    

"Lowly Chinaman, you dare to scold me? Do you know what will happen to you? You will be beaten! " Anderson. Bieber was eager to give Zheng Hao a lesson with his fist.    

    

Zheng Hao frowned.    

    

He really did not want to continue playing in the martial arts world.    

    

But why were so many self-righteous idiots trying to provoke him?    

    

He looked coldly at Anderson. Bieber felt that if he were to make a move against this fellow, he would lose his identity.    

    

He faced the fellow and pulled out a brainless talisman.    

    

Suddenly, Anderson. Bieber's brain was not enough. He turned into a fool.    

    

"Is that so? "You arrogant white pig, I'll give you a math problem for primary school students. If you can answer it, I'll just stand there and let you beat me up, but if you can't, then you can just eat that pile of dog shit on the spot. Is that okay?" Zheng Hao looked at Anderson with a smile. Bieber.    

    

"Ah?!"    

    

Alura. Miller was stunned after hearing Zheng Hao's words. She thought to herself, what is Zheng Hao trying to do?    

    

A genius of Oxford University should be able to solve a elementary math problem no matter what, right?    

    

Werner. Heisenberg, on the other hand, was secretly delighted. He thought to himself, This Chinaman, is he crazy? He actually followed Anderson. Bieber made such a bet.    

    

Werner. Anderson clenched his fists anxiously, hoping that Anderson would. Bieber could agree to it as soon as possible.    

    

"Good!" I promise! Chinaman, my mathematics can be said to be quite good, I hope you can keep your promise! "Give me the questions!" Anderson had already become a fool. Bieber said.    

    

"Then listen well!" Zheng Hao said, "There are 15 chickens and rabbits in one cage and they have 40 legs. Now, my question is, how many chickens and how many rabbits are in this cage?"    

    

This was a very classic topic of a coop of chicken and rabbit.    

    

Generally speaking, Chinese primary school students have learned similar topics and can list many different algorithms.    

    

This problem was not difficult for people who had learned the equation for once. It could be easily solved with just a simple formula.    

    

Alura. When Miller finished listening to Zheng Hao's question, she shook her head.    

    

She looked worriedly at Zheng Hao and whispered, "This is a simple primary equation problem, isn't it very easy to solve?"    

    

Zheng Hao smiled and said: "That's not necessarily the case. Geniuses' brain circuits are often different. Maybe he really won't be able to solve it!"    

    

"It can't be? No matter how different it is, the standard answer is definitely yes. " Alura. Miller said.    

    

She was worried that Zheng Hao would lose face over such a small issue.    

    

"Don't worry, just wait." Zheng Hao laughed.    

    

And Werner. Heisenberg let out a long sigh of relief when he heard Zheng Hao's question. He thought to himself, Such a simple topic, Anderson. If Bieber couldn't get it out, he could just buy tofu and kill himself.    

    

Werner. Heisenberg looked at Zheng Hao and thought, "This Chinese person doesn't seem to be very smart either."    

    

He looked at Anderson again. Bieber's heart instantly skipped a beat.    

    

Why was there a thump?    

    

He saw Anderson. Bieber frowned as he thought hard. Judging from the expression on his face, it was obvious that he couldn't find a reasonable answer.    

    

Oh my god!    

    

What was going on?    

    

Could it be Anderson? Did Bieber think of simple questions as complicated?    

    

"Bieber, list the equations." Werner. Heisenberg versus Anderson. Bieber said in a low voice.    

    

"Scram! I can definitely come up with the correct answer for this question. It can definitely be done!" Anderson. Bieber furrowed his brows as he thought hard, while he didn't even raise his head to look at Werner. Heisenberg said.    

    

Swish!    

    

Werner. Heisenberg was very angry. He thought to himself, Your father wants to help you! Yet, you didn't show any gratitude, not to mention how impolite you were.    

    

Werner. Heisenberg stood aside when he was angry, and stopped talking.    

    

Zheng Hao looked at Anderson calmly. Bieber laughed disdainfully and said, "Noble and talented Mr. Bieber, it can't be that you can't even solve a math problem for primary school students in China, right? Aren't you being too stupid? Is that what you call an Oxford genius? This is hilarious. "    

    

"Pata!"    

    

Anderson. Sweat started to roll down Bieber's forehead.    

    

He lowered his proud head. At this moment, his heart was filled with confusion and pain. He could not understand why he had suddenly become so stupid. He could not even think of an answer for such a simple math problem.    

    

"I, I admit, I don't know how to calculate this math problem." Anderson. Bieber was sweating profusely as he spoke to Zheng Hao.