The Young Matriarch-Chapter 286 - : Immortal Teacher, Are You Serious?

Chapter 286: Chapter 286: Immortal Teacher, Are You Serious?

Bai Chuwei heard the subtle notification sound of receiving a gift in the background and glanced at the screen, slightly surprised, “Did I prove it very fast? Isn’t it obvious at a glance?”

“Do you need to stop and think?”

“Chen’s conjecture isn’t that hard, I’ve proved it myself. Logically speaking, it should be understandable.”

Xue Qiu laughed out loud beside her, ‘Ancestor, do you think everyone has lived for over five thousand years like you? Has such a good brain?’

Bai Chuwei sighed at this, the younger generation these days, really a bit slow.

All the math department students were blown away, that was Professor Xie Jin’an, who usually has some aversion to internet celebrities, actually sending ten skyrockets for this video?

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A skyrocket is two thousand five hundred yuan!

The professor had sent in half a month’s salary.

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Professor Xie also had quite a proud temperament, there weren’t many people studying math that could catch his eye. Those he addressed with “you” in a respectful form could be counted on the fingers of one hand.

“Holy shit, the whole video host is proving Chen’s conjecture! It has alarmed the head of the mathematics department at Imperial Capital University.”

“Immortal Teacher, are you serious? You said you were going to teach functions…”

“…”

Zhou Yong and a bunch of high school students were all baffled, so this Immortal Teacher was serious?

Questioning his ability to teach math?

Alright, no problem.

Turn your head and prove Chen’s conjecture for you, scare you to death.

Zhou Yong looked at the phone screen and murmured, “This time… I’ve really encountered an Immortal.”

No wonder the Immortal Teacher looked down on them a bit, turns out they were a super expert who proved the world’s difficult math problems? Having them teach high school math was truly a waste of their talent…

Inside the Duan Family villa,

Duan Xingye carried a cup of milk, walking and drinking, with creamy milk on his philtrum, he knocked and entered Duan Feihan’s room, “Fourth Uncle, what are you doing?”

Duan Feihan was intently looking at the iPad, a fair hand was swiftly writing a string of proof content on white drafting paper.

Duan Xingye glanced over, “I thought Fourth Uncle was watching some beauty live streaming her dance again.”

Duan Feihan twitched at the corner of his forehead and shifted his gaze, “Again? Don’t talk nonsense!”

Duan Xingye was startled and immediately backed away, “I saw you watching Little Chunmeng’s live stream last time, though you left quickly.”

Duan Feihan’s gaze returned to the hand in the live stream camera, speaking indifferently, “What brings you here?”

“I’m too tired from studying, came out for a glass of milk and a walk, I’m about to go back and do another math paper,” Duan Xingye was somewhat puzzled, “Fourth Uncle, what are you watching? A math proof?”

Duan Feihan stared at the fair and flawless hand, speaking flatly, “Who told you I’m watching the proof?”

Duan Xingye, holding the now-empty milk cup, felt his intelligence severely insulted.

Isn’t the whole video just a live stream of a hand writing proofs?

If not for the proof content, are you staring at someone’s hand?

His Fourth Uncle is no pervert!

Duan Feihan said indifferently, “You can watch this video host’s videos and live streams in the future.”

Duan Xingye: “??”

What’s that?

After Duan Xingye left in confusion, Duan Feihan’s lips curled slightly upwards, as he clicked the gift button.

He took out his phone and made a call, his voice cold:

“Manager Li, the Xianyu Video app’s backend has been hacked again, is this how your programmers fix vulnerabilities?”

“Also, deal with the malicious reporter ‘Miracle Senior’.”