The History of the Empress of the Shang Dynasty

Chapter 123 Pediatric Competition
As soon as Su Nuo came on stage, he attracted attention from all directions.

Let's not say that although there are many young people in this scene, the youngest is about 30 years old, and despite her tall figure, she can still be seen from her immature face, and she is only in her teens.

More importantly, among everyone on the field, only Su Nuo didn't have an abacus.

Su Nuo didn't care about these gazes, he walked to his seat gracefully, smiled lightly, and sat down confidently.

This smile almost stunned all the girls outside the arena.

Although this young man is dressed in commoner clothes, his gestures are chic and unrestrained, and his small face can't be described as handsome. He is so beautiful that even girls would be jealous.

"Brother Nuo, Xue'er is here, you have to work hard!"

Ling Yingxue on the main stage immediately waved excitedly when she saw Su Nuo appearing on the stage.

Su Nuo raised his head and responded with a bright smile.

The silver-masked man shook his hands, and fixedly looked at the young man under the stage. The smile overlapped with the one in his memory, and he couldn't help being immersed in it.

Taking a closer look, the young man is full of ambition and high spirits. He is obviously a handsome young man. Why does he always think of that girl's pretty appearance?
"Lin Ri, why didn't I hear that there is such a young master in this competition? When did Princess Xue'er meet such a person outside the palace?"

"The subordinate has neglected his duty, so let's investigate!"

Lin Ri immediately lowered his head, as if panicked.

"No need, it's not too late to talk about it after the game is over! This king wants to see where this young man's self-confidence comes from, how dare he not even have an abacus!"

The silver-masked man said so, but he couldn't help but think of that girl again, with the same confidence, even though she was still a beggar, she said so confidently that she wanted to live a good life.

This little boy, don't let him down.

There was a flash of memories here, but Su Ruoxiu on the main stand's expression darkened:
"This Mr. Nuo is really confident. He doesn't even have an abacus. Don't cry if you make a fool of yourself. It will be embarrassing!"

This sarcasm made Xueer immediately frowned: "Yeah, why didn't Brother Nuo even bring an abacus? Or, Xueer sent someone to send one over?"

"Princess, it's about to start. I'm afraid it's too late to buy an abacus now."

Su Ruoxiu didn't want someone to send an abacus to Su Nuo, so she immediately signaled her father to start quickly.

Su Wanwan understood, and immediately took the hammer and handed it to Prince Ling Yunzhao.

Naturally, Ling Yunzhao didn't care about a young master, picked up the hammer and rang the big bell.

"The Marquis announces that the competition has officially begun!"

With a loud roar from Su Wanwan, a long white cloth was immediately pulled out from the grandstand, with secret numbers written on it in ink.

Suddenly there was the sound of "cracking, crackling" on the field.

This first round couldn't be easier. It was just simple addition and subtraction. Each number also ranged from a hundred to hundreds of thousands, and there were ten numbers in total.

The corner of Su Nuo's mouth twitched: I thought it was something new, as for this topic, elementary school students can know it.

She calculated silently in her heart, and before anyone else could type out the first addition, she had already written the answer and handed it to the servant beside her.

Abacus mental arithmetic, in the 21st century, it is estimated that every child can learn it. When she was a child, her grandfather specially enrolled her in this class. She has learned it for several years. This number is too childish for her.

(End of this chapter)