The Notre Dame system is arrogant again

Chapter 118 What kind of problem is this!
Zhang Xiaohua's eyes lit up, she really is a little male god, look, this demeanor, this quality is different from ordinary people!
Zhang Xiaohua immediately said sweetly.

"Thank you brother god."

Duan Yu looked like she was vomiting, ugly girl, she was so shameless, she called her brother everywhere.

The little male god had a distressed look on his face, he was even more uncomfortable being called brother by such an ugly younger brother, so he urged.

"Speak quickly."

Zhang Xiaohua had already asked Duan Yu, so she said the copybook she wanted.

"Wenbo copybook."

The little male god was a little surprised. He didn't expect that such an ugly guy, dressed in ordinary clothes, would choose the Chinese prime minister's copybook.

No wonder he was surprised, this Wenbo copybook belongs to the high profile of readers.

Duan Yu, what he said was naturally high-end.

The little male god was surprised, turned around and asked the servant behind him to buy it, and then said to Zhang Xiaohua.

"You ask the question, it's still the same as yesterday, I can't answer it and you ask the conditions."

Zhang Xiaohua was already prepared, nodded, and said a set of books, which was naturally for Zhang Daniu.

It is a copybook and a book, so the little male god finds Zhang Xiaohua pleasing to the eye. Although this child is a bit ugly, he is also a love of learning, and he is still very good.

The inner activities of the little male god also tell us a truth, love of learning can make up for good looks.

"Then what if I get the answer right?" The little male god asked this question after finishing speaking.

I didn't expect to wait for this sentence so soon.

Zhang Xiaohua tilted her head and thought about it.

"I am poor and have no ability. I may not be able to meet your request. I can only say, if you get the answer right, I will tell you a story."

"Tell a story?" The little male god was not very interested in the story, but in the end he reluctantly said, "Okay, then you can go out."

Zhang Xiaohua thought for a while.

"100 monks get 100 steamed buns, senior monks each get 3 steamed buns, and 3 young monks get 1 steamed bun, which happens to be the end of the distribution. Ask how many big monks and young monks there are each?"

This is an ancient math problem. She was bored and saw it on the online elementary school second-grade Olympiad question bank. First use this to test the other party's intelligence. Even if the other party answered correctly, she still has plenty of stories to deal with.

The little male god was very surprised, he didn't expect Zhang Xiaohua to come up with such a complicated calculation problem, he didn't dare to underestimate it, he pondered for a moment and said.

"25 senior monks and 75 junior monks."

The little male god answered quite firmly.

Zhang Xiaohua was stunned for a moment, this kid's calculations are so fast!Glancing at Duan Yu, Duan Yu didn't look at her, but also looked at the other party in surprise, thinking that this guy is okay, and answered quickly.

"That's right!" Zhang Xiaohua nodded approvingly.

The little fat man was happy.

"My brother got the answer right, you tell the story!"

Unexpectedly, the little male god said.

"Wait a minute, you can come up with another one, we will talk about it later."

Wait until the ugly boy's spirit is rubbed, and then listen to the story, he thought in his heart.

Zhang Xiaohua nodded and agreed.

At this time, more than a dozen government students gathered around to watch the excitement, and the little fat man naturally told them the question posed by Zhang Xiaohua, and some of these students exclaimed.

"It's so difficult!"

Humane too.

"How difficult is this!" He said, holding a branch on the ground and pulling it to count.

Some were also discussing how to calculate, the little fat man said proudly.

"My brother figured it out with his mind!"

The little male god enjoyed his brother's propaganda, but he still coughed lightly and said to the surrounding students indifferently.

"This little brother and I are making a bet. If you want to listen, you can listen, but don't give the answer." He said to Zhang Xiaohua, "Come out."

As soon as everyone heard it, they reminded each other not to talk, and started again.

It seems that mathematics can't beat the opponent, so let's come to someone else.

"Say, when Xiao Ming came home, there were two identical doors in front of him. There was a person guarding each door. Xiao Ming asked them, which door is my door? Both of them said they guarded the door. Excuse me, Xiao Ming. How do you know which door is your own door? Requirements, you must walk through the door, you can’t climb over the wall, there are no other characteristics except for the two doors and these two people.”

After Zhang Xiaohua finished speaking, the people around were dumbfounded, and then there was an uproar.

"What kind of question is this!"

"This is also a question, just kidding!"

"The two doors are exactly the same, can you go in and have a look first, and then come out if it's not right?"

"How do you know that?"

"Why do you have to go through the door, can't you go over the wall? I always go over the wall when I go home."

"Didn't you hear, you can only go through the door!"

"Then, can you go to an acquaintance and ask?"

Zhang Xiaohua said something bluntly.

"cannot!"

"There are no fruit trees growing in his house, willows or something?"

Zhang Xiaohua didn't bother to pay attention to those people anymore, she just looked at the little male god.

The little male god frowned, this question really stumped him, he kept checking the calculations in his heart, but in the end all failed, he had no choice but to speak gloomily for a long time.

"I lost, tell me the answer."

Zhang Xiaohua shook her head.

"It's boring after I said it. You think about it slowly, and the impression you come up with is deep. Do you want to write a question? If not, I will tell the story."

The little male god was frustrated, and he was not in the mood to play the game anymore. He wanted to leave, but he felt that he would be considered as unable to lose, so he said it perfunctorily.

"Tell me." But I was still thinking about how Xiao Ming could go home.

Zhang Xiaohua made a reminder.

"What about the book?"

Only then did the little male god remember what he promised earlier, and he turned around and told the boy to buy books.

Zhang Xiaohua turned her eyes.

"Okay, let me tell a story with a problem. Say, some scholars went to the mountains to play..."

Duan Yu knew it as soon as he heard it. It was the story of why the dead body would come back after being buried. He had already heard it, so he also wondered how Xiao Ming would go home.

Sure enough, Zhang Xiaohua finished speaking and asked.

"...Ask, why did his friend's corpse appear beside him? There are no ghosts and gods, and there is no third person."

The little male god was attracted by the second half of the story, especially the last question, yeah, why did that corpse come back again?
No one answered until the boy of the little male god bought the book back.

"Okay, let's think about it slowly, we still have something to do, let's go!" Zhang Xiaohua got the book and called Zhang Daniu and Duan Yu to leave.

But the little fat man ran up.

"Can you play again?"

Hearing these kind words, Zhang Xiaohua recalled her distant childhood. The children are going home. Everyone has said, won’t you be able to play again?
"I'll come back tomorrow!"

"Then tell me a story." The little fat man felt too tired to answer the questions.

"Okay, ghost stories, are you afraid?"

"Ghost stories? What's there to be afraid of? I've heard a lot of them!"

"Hehe, is it? Then you haven't heard of me."

When Duan Yu heard this, he hummed in his heart, what kind of bad idea did this ugly girl have!
"Then, can you tell me how the corpse came back?" The little fat man leaned over and whispered, "Tell me quietly."

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(End of this chapter)