"Huh?" Sima Guang looked at Lu Gongzhu, and then smiled, "What, the score is very low?"

Lu Gongzhu's face was strange.

"Junshi, although I haven't finished this yet, I feel that if I continue to calculate it like this, the score seems to be extremely exaggerated. Lu Gong said in a deep voice.

"Exaggerated?" Sima Guang suddenly laughed.

"You must have miscalculated!" the old man laughed. Sima Guang grabbed a newspaper: "Okay, I've finished writing the letter anyway, let's do the math!" Sima Guang even calculated, and just after a while, Lu Gong's breathing became heavy, and his eyes widened, as if he had seen a ghost.

Lao Chongtou took a step forward, glanced at Lu Gong on the paper, saw the series of 'nine' words on the paper, was stunned for a moment, and then counted one string of nine with trembling hands, which was four nines and one seven.

Lao Chongtou's breathing became rapid.

"Lu Xianggong, is this the score you calculated?" said Lao Chong's head almost trembled.

Lu Gong gasped for breath, and then he grabbed a blank piece of paper again and recalculated. Lao Chongtou took a step forward again, his eyes sometimes fell on the paper in front of Sima Guang, and sometimes on the paper in front of Lu Gong, he was never nervous, even if he thought that the score this time might be extremely low, Lao Chongtou was also in a calm mood, but at this moment, he was nervous, for the first time in his life, he was nervous because of the score of an achievement.

Time passed, and suddenly Sima Guang's pen trembled, and a ball of ink appeared on the paper.

"This ......"

Sima Guang's eyes were as if he had seen a ghost at this moment.

"This score is really, I feel really perverted, but ......" Sima Guang took a slight breath, and calculated more slowly.

Time passed, and finally Lao Chongtou saw a seven, four, nine reappear on the paper in front of Sima Guang.

"Seventy-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine points?" exclaimed the old man.

At this moment, Sima Guang was completely stunned, and his eyes fell on the numbers on the paper. He looked at Lu Gongzhu in a trembling voice: "Uncle Hao, you should have already calculated it, right?"

"Lu Xiangye's first calculation score was also seventy-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine!" the old head shouted.

Sima Guang's face was unusually bright red, his head was completely blank at this moment, and he only felt an indescribable excitement surging over his body.

"Uncle Hui calculated that the score is also one point short of 80,000!"

"Eighty thousand?"

"My particle score is really so high?" As if in a dream, Sima Guang calmed down slightly, and his eyes stared at Lu Gongzhu. Staring at him pen after character.

"That's right!"

"That's right!"

"In this way, it seems that there are really more than 79,000 points!"

Lü Gong's calculations were exactly the same as Sima Guang's previous calculations, so Sima Guang became more and more nervous, and when the five words '79999' appeared on Lü Gong's paper, Sima Guang grinned silently.

Lu Gong was stunned, the whole person seemed to turn into a sculpture, and for a long time, he looked at Sima Guang.

"Congratulations!"

"Uncle Hao, I'm so happy. Your particle this time is said to be an unprecedented, once-in-a-lifetime super whale! This fish alone is worthy of my Confucian achievements for thousands of years!" Lu Gongzhu's voice flashed with a strange tone.

"Prize!"

"Uncle Hao, rejoicing, rejoicing, this is my Confucianism's luck, it is the blessing of my ancestors, and the way of heaven favors Confucianism. Sima Guang's voice was hoarse. Trying to steady the trembling of his fingers, he stroked his beard.

"Confucianism's luck?" Lu Gong's eyes couldn't help but flash strange thoughts.

If you have heard 'Confucian luck' in the past. Providence felt very normal and excited, but at this moment, ...... Who will overturn the case of cheap learning, who will force the people of the world to study natural science, and who will finally tell this particle that everyone thinks is wrong to finally synthesize into a fruitful fruit.

If this person is a Confucian disciple, he is the world's first anti-Confucian pioneer.

Naively fond of Confucianism?

"yes. Thank God for your love!" there was something strange in Lu Gong's voice.

"Of course, I also have to thank Zhang Pengyang, Duan Haifeng, and Qin Xianao. Sima Guang's voice was hoarse, and his head was pounding at this time. Originally, for him, as long as the particle said that the fruit was successful, it was a great joy, but who would have thought that this particle theory was so strong, and the score was incredibly high.

Seventy-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine points, what does this mean?

Confucianism, and even the entire martial arts world, have experienced 10,000 years since the first time they combined the longevity formula, and even if you count the development period of the hundred schools of thought, it has also experienced more than 1,000 years.

For so many years, the entire martial arts world has added up to more than 2,000 catties of martial arts.

But now, just one achievement of microparticles can increase the strength of a technique to nearly 8,000 catties.

Lu Gongshu said that Sima Guang was able to surpass the thousand-year-old achievements of Confucianism with this one achievement, and there was no mistake at all.

In the study room of Yichuan Mansion, Cheng Yi walked around with a smile.

How many points will be scored?

On the table next to him, Yang Shi and You Xing were calculating the score of the results of the particle theory thrown by the Qin Dynasty on "New Youth".

"Teacher, it's really unimaginable that Qin Xianao and Duan Haifeng really threw out the results in a fit of anger. Xie Liangzuo said with emotion.

Cheng Yi smiled slightly: "Everyone says that Qin Xianao and Duan Haifeng have no weaknesses, and they are not easy to deal with, but no, this is one of their weaknesses, people, the higher their status, the more important their face, and being too good to face is also a shortcoming." ”

"Teacher Mingjian. Xie Liangzuo looked at Yang Shi and You Xing, who were calculating the score, from time to time.

Cheng Yi raised his eyebrows: "Although many people say that Qin Xianao refuses to announce the score because the score is too low, but the old man sees, it may not be the case, the last time Zhong Su scored close to 10,000 points in just more than 40 days, this time Zhang Pengyang's fruit may not be 10,000, so Qin Xianao and Duan Haifeng hid and refused to announce it, just because they didn't want others to benefit." ”

"Score tens of thousands?" Xie Liangzuo's voice was surprised, "It won't be so high, right?" At this time, Yang Shi's face changed, and he raised his head to look at Cheng Yi: "Teacher, the score this time is too ......."

"How's that?"

"According to the current calculations, the final score is terrifyingly high!" Yang Shi said.

"Terrifyingly high?" Cheng Yi's face was weird, and then he smiled, "Continue to calculate, I want to see what kind of horror method it is." ”

Yang Shilian calculated again, and it didn't take long. Yang Shi's hand holding the pen trembled: "Teacher, this time the score is ......" Yang Shi wrote the five big characters of 'seven nine nine nine nine' on the paper.

"Is this really the score this time?" Xie Liangzuo almost screamed, he pointed to the paper, "Teacher, this time Yunzhong calculated the score of 79,999 points?"

Cheng Yi had long been looking at Yang Shi's paper, and he froze at this time. It's as if petrified.

Seventy-nine thousand, one point difference is 80,000, which means that this time the particle said that the score is 80,000.

Cheng Yi scored more than 9,000 points because of Luo Congyan's last fruit picking, and the nature of light this time is also an extremely profound avenue problem, so Cheng Yi is extremely optimistic about the score of this fruit picking.

He said to Xie Liangzuo that the score was tens of thousands, but Cheng Yi said that it was less, Cheng Yi calculated in his heart, no matter how much a particle said, he would score 20,000 points, but now. It's a full 80,000, which means that the difference of 20,000 is 100,000 points.

"Seventy-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine points?" Yang Shi looked at the words on his paper, his eyes seemed to be dull, and suddenly he came to his senses, "Impossible, impossible! Ten years ago, our normal score was only a few hundred, and the high score was only one or two thousand, and it was only a few years in the blink of an eye. The score is as high as ...... Tens of thousands are already extremely rare, this time 80,000 ......" Yang Shi stared at the calculation of the wandering sorrel on the side. But his eyes trembled again.

The calculation formula written by You Xing is so familiar, it is exactly what he wrote when he was Yang just now.

"No, it won't be such an exaggeration, definitely, I must have miscalculated. Even if it's 20,000 points, it's normal, 80,000 points ......" Yang Shi glared at You Xing's pen, but the formulas were getting closer and closer to that number.

Finally, You Xing also wrote the words 'seven-nine-nine-nine-nine' on the paper.

"Teacher, I'm seventy-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine here!" You Xing's voice was hoarse.

"Signs!" Cheng Yi's voice sounded, "Don't count it anymore. This score is absolutely right, haha, this is a sign! My martial arts world has once again broken the norm and made people see a sign of hope!"

"Wow, that's how it should be!"

"Wow, the Tai Chi Society is good, Sima Junshi is like, Zhang Pengyang is good, this time their particle theory will definitely wake up the entire martial arts world!" Cheng Yi's voice became higher and higher, and a strange red light flashed on his face, "Ancestors bless, sages bless, at this time when the aura is about to collapse, we have ushered in real hope, we will not be the disciples of the Dead Sect!"

"Yes, we may really be able to get through the aura collapse!" Yang Shi also became excited, and You Xing and Xie Liangzuo's faces also flushed: "Cracking the secret of longevity, even if we fail in the end, our achievements will be heaven-shattering, although this time it is ......"

"This time the main hero is ......"

There is no doubt that the particle is said to be proposed by Sima Guang, but Sima Guang is really the hero?

Without Qin Xianao's stubborn defense of cheap learning, without Cheng Yi's rehabilitation, without Cheng Yi's fearlessness, not afraid of bearing the infamy of the ages, not afraid of violating the name of Confucian sages such as Confucius, not only reinterpreting 'cheap learning', but also taking responsibility for it, first writing "All Things Have Quality", which led the entire martial arts world to really attach importance to natural science.

This allowed Li Shide to have a new mechanics, Shen Kuo's theory of 'impulse', and then Sima Guang's particle theory and Wang Anshi's fluctuation theory, who is now a loser.

"The first hero is Qin Xianao, but the second hero is the ......" Yang Shi said with a smile, and the rest of the words were not finished, but they all laughed.

Cheng Yi's face was also radiant: "The second great hero is Duan Haifeng, and the third hero can't be said to be the old man, it should be Liu Qin, the first three are occupied, the old man can only be said to be the fourth hero, and the fifth is Zhang Pengyang and Sima Junshi." ”

"No, although Liu Qin is meritorious, she is ranked after the teacher, and the teacher should be ranked third!" Yang Shilian said.

"Yes, the teacher is third!"

"The teacher should be second, because the first is Duan Haifeng and Qin Xianao tied!" One by one, the disciples patted their ass, Cheng Yi smiled bitterly and shook his head: "You sycophants, just laugh at yourself behind closed doors, don't say that outside, okay, the score is also calculated, the old man still has something to do, if you ......"

"Farewell!"

"Teacher, I'm waiting to leave!" said one by one and went out with a smile.

"Father, this time we are really ......" Cheng Duanyan walked into the study and said with his eyebrows flying, "He also just calculated the score, and he came to the study after being excited." ”

"One point is 80,000, is it really our glory?"

The smile on Cheng Yi's face had disappeared at this time.

"Father?" Cheng Duanyan wondered.

"Go out, I want to be quiet!" Cheng Yi waved his hand, and Cheng Duanyan left.

In the study, Cheng Yi sat on the Taishi chair in the dark, with a wry smile on his face: "Thousands of years of Confucianism and thousands of years of merit, how can there be such a good thing in the world, there are merits, there are also merits, the greater the merits, the greater the passes, it is difficult to be in a high position!"

Although Cheng Yi was very happy and excited in front of outsiders, he was deep down.

"We Confucians have scolded thousands of years of harvest learning, and scolded thousands of years of strange and obscene skills...... Cheng Yi felt a heavy burden on his shoulders. (To be continued.) )