140: C140 Standard Foreign Language

C140 Standard Foreign Language

"Uh..."

Ye Fan glared at the two of them.

It was all their fault for speaking too much.

In fact, Ye Fan had wanted to go on stage as well.

But now, he had given everyone such high expectations.

What if he lost?

The pressure was too great.

"Is there anyone else? If there's no one else, I'll go back to sleep."

Matusita looked around.

There was no fear in their eyes.

However, no one went on stage.

"Alright, then I can only return to my dormitory."

At this moment.

Ye Fan's voice finally sounded.

He said faintly, "Why don't you let me try?"

That's great!

Everyone clenched their fists, their eyes erupting with a fiery light.

They automatically opened up a path.

Ye Fan went on stage.

Ye Fan naturally wouldn't back down.

Every step he took carried a powerful aura.

It was as if an emperor had descended from the heavens.

This was an unprecedented majesty.

"Putong!"

He staggered.

Ye Fan's figure actually disappeared.

After that, he let out a furious roar.

"Who the f * ck is so uncultured, throwing bananas everywhere?"

He just had to put on an act.

He didn't pay attention to his feet.

This made him lose face.

Ye Fan stood up again.

He stood face to face with Matusita.

Ye Fan said lightly, "You didn't even win against me, and you dare to say that you have defeated all the students of University of Jiang City? Isn't that a bit pretentious?"

"What do you mean?"

Matusita didn't quite understand.

Ye Fan thought for a while.

"You're the one who's anxious, aren't you? A coffer of Yatsuki Butterfly..."

"What do you mean?"

Matusita frowned.

Ye Fan waved his hand.

"Trash, you can't even understand the language of the Nihon Empire. What a waste of my perfect pronunciation."

"Cut the crap, let's just compete."

Ye Fan's formation was really frightening.

Matusita couldn't help but feel worried.

He had actually already investigated the members of the Calculating Association.

He had only set up the arena after confirming that he could beat them.

However, he knew that there was a saying in China - 'Experts come from the people.'

Perhaps Ye Fan was the expert they were talking about.

It seemed like he had to deal with this seriously.

"I have a problem vault here that allows us to randomly come up with a question. Let's calculate it together. Let's see whose answer is fast and accurate"

" No problem, come on "

Ye Fan said casually.

"Okay, I have been competing with them in the multiplication of 10 digits. What do you want to compete with?"

Ye Fan also did not understand these messy rules.

He had just competed with Liao Ge in the nine-digit calculator.

Although Ye Fan's answer was just randomly written.

In fact, he already had an answer in his heart.

He just didn't say it.

That proved that he still had room for improvement.

Ten shouldn't be too difficult.

It was a competition, after all.

It was better to challenge himself.

Ye Fan said lightly, "Forget it, ten is too little."

"Haha, that's exactly what I want. Let's compete against eleven."

Matusita laughed loudly.

In fact, he had a rank in his heart as well.

To be able to be counted as two dozens of digit, he could be considered a master.

And to be able to calculate 11 digits multiplied could be considered as a master level.

Just now, in order to take care of the people from the Calculatory Association, he did not display his full strength.

Now was the time for him to perform.

Eleven digits, come on.

The crowd also cried out in alarm.

Two eleven digits, it would take a lot of effort to write it down.

Not to mention calculating their multiplication.

Was this still something a person did?

This was a true fight between gods.

Liao Ge didn't expect Ye Fan to be so strong.

He smiled bitterly.

It seems like he was playing a nine-digit multiplication game with me.

You're just teasing a kid.

He didn't even use his full strength.

But it was fine as long as he could win.

Nothing else mattered.

Matusita pressed the remote control in his hand.

Dozens of numbers appeared on the big screen beside him.

"Do you see it? This is our research room. Choose a set of questions and I will continue to press the remote control to refresh the research room. "

" Then we will calculate according to the number you just chose, how about it? "

Ye Fan shook his head.

"Isn't it 11 digits?"

"That's right. Didn't you just choose this?"

"I didn't choose it. It's not fun to make something so simple."

"Let's calculate the multiplied by 12."

F * ck!

These words instantly ignited the entire arena.

A 12-digit multiplication.

Regardless of whether Ye Fan could do it or not.

He had already won by saying this.

Don't look at the fact that there was only one more person.

However, the difficulty increased by dozens of times.

There were even more steps to remember.

This kind of difficult problem, could it really be done?

Ye Fan had just checked a little.

The world's most powerful fortune-teller had once created a record of 28 seconds to calculate a random 13 digit multiplication and a record of a 201 digit counting of 23 square roots counting in 50 seconds.

Even if he couldn't compare to him, he couldn't be too far off.

First, he had to practice with a 12-digit number. What if it worked?

Calculating was nothing more than using his head to remember what was on the paper.

Ye Fan had never lost to anyone in terms of memory.

Matusita's jaw dropped in shock as well.

He did not think that not only could Ye Fan be called an expert, he was also a hidden BOSS.

He could not calculate twelve digits at all.

But in his heart, the people of Huaxia liked to lie and be arrogant.

This caused him to doubt Ye Fan's strength.

He said lightly, "I can't do the calculations you said."

"Oh, that's good! I won "

Ye Fan was about to step down from the stage.

Everyone was speechless.

You really don't want to waste any more time.

Everything will be won in the simplest way.

But at least show it to them.

Otherwise, who would know you have such strength.0

Matusita said coldly, "Wait, I can't do it on one hand. If you can't do it either, then you won't be able to win either."

"How about this, I will give you three questions in the research room. As long as you can figure it out, I will admit defeat. How about it?"

"That's what you said. Come on."

Ye Fan did not hesitate.

He faced the battle on the spot.

"Alright, let's look at the fifth question."

The big screen instantly changed.

The fifth question appeared in everyone's field of vision.

"54781955469 multiplied by 421369874521, how much is that?"

"Hiss!"

Liao Ge sucked in a breath of cold air.

"This question is really difficult."

"What do you mean?" Everyone was puzzled.

"Calculating requires a method and technique. Two numbers that are the same or have zero can be used for simple calculations."

"But look, there isn't even one that is close to this set of numbers. It's as difficult as ascending to the heavens."

"So that's how it is. I wonder if Third Brother can do it."

Yue Peng was very worried.

Just now, they pushed Ye Fan forward.

It was all because of their hot blood.

But now, a lot of it had dissipated.

He really felt that it was a bit rude.

Ye Fan calmed his mind and focused his mind.

Almost in a second, he remembered all twelve numbers in his mind.

Then, he started to calculate crazily.

It was a huge formula.

He couldn't even write it down on a piece of paper.

However, Ye Fan's mind was like an endless ocean, containing all the numbers.

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