Chapter 12 Complex Function Problems

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In the end, Yang Daoshen only left a one-day deadline for the two of them, and he would see the answers handed in by the two in the math class tomorrow.

At this time, Yang Daoshen continued to start his half-dead lecture, but occasionally a glimmer of pride flashed in his eyes.

Ye Hong hurriedly observed the topic on the paper.

I saw that this was a trigonometric function problem that Ye Hong had never seen before, and it was nearly ten lines long, making Ye Hong dizzy.

"Ding! Read complex trigonometry questions, experience +1, current progress: 19/100..."

"System, how much experience does it take to solve this problem?"

"Ding! Received the host's request...scanning the question...analyzing...the analysis is complete.

According to the current level of the host, at least 11 points of experience are needed to solve this trigonometric function problem. "

11 points of experience!

Well, it doesn't look like much.

Ye Hong immediately flipped through the mathematics textbook in front of him, hoping to gain some experience.

But this kind of behavior, in the eyes of the classmates, is just cramming.

"I'll just say, Ye Hong must only be proficient in English, not other subjects at all."

"The tail of the crane is the tail of the crane, no matter how hard you try to catch the ducks on the shelves."

"I heard that Qin Long knows many seniors in the second and third grades of high school. This question should not be difficult for him."

After a long time, Ye Hong put down the textbook in despair.

This math book from the last semester of high school has been smashed by Ye Hong.

As he expected, repeated reading did not add experience.

Ye Hong couldn't help but glance at Qin Long who was obliquely in front of him, but found that he looked confident, as if he didn't take this matter seriously at all.

strangeness......

In the entrance test, Qin Long's score was not much higher than his own. Why was he so confident that he could solve this function problem?

Seeing Ye Hong's brows furrowed, Zhang Xuewei, who was beside him, couldn't help but whisper, "Ahong, don't worry, I believe you can do it!"

Hearing Zhang Xuewei's voice, Ye Hong's eyes suddenly lit up.

He said to Zhang Xuewei, "Xuewei, can you lend me some math books for the second and third grades of high school?"

"A math book for the second and third year of high school?"

Zhang Xuewei was stunned for a moment, then frowned and said, "Well... the third year of high school is a bit difficult, but you can try it in the second year of high school.

It happened that a colleague of my mother, his son Zhao Bo was our senior in the second year of high school. "

"Ness!" Ye Hong was just asking casually, but Zhang Xuewei could really get it.

But Zhang Xuewei quickly asked in doubt: "Ah Hong, what do you want to do with your second year math book? Is there a way to solve the problem?

But for one day, and there is no teacher to teach, is it really too late to read books on the spot? "

Ye Hong showed a mysterious smile: "Don't worry, Shanren has his own plan."

......

After school that afternoon, at the entrance of Class 7 of Senior Two.

Qin Long blocked the back door of this class as soon as school was over.

A thin figure, just about to leave quietly with the flow of people, was caught by Qin Long, who was fast-eyed and fast-handed.

"Stop! Running for what? Will I eat you?"

Those students were instantly scared away by the fierce Qin Long, and the whole corridor was suddenly empty.

The boy who was grabbed by Qin Long, wearing a pair of tall glasses, shrank, looking like a nerd.

He lowered his head and said in fear: "Brother Long, yes, what are your orders?!"

Qin Long shoved the piece of paper given by Yang Daoshen into the boy's arms, and said viciously: "Zhao Bo, aren't you a scholar, I have a task for you.

Before tomorrow, solve this problem for me, or I will break your leg!

Did you hear that? ! "