Chapter 1198： problem (2/2)
He was about to swing the whip and snapped it down. Zhang Wanlin said, ”The correct answer is 1.323243.” He fully reported more than a hundred decimal places.
The entire classroom was shocked, and the middle-aged teacher never closed his mouth.
”Let me see if this is calculated like this.”
”Damn, it's not right, his answer is wrong, it's somewhat different from the standard answer.”
”You are a fool, the standard answer is omitted to only the last two digits, but he is accurate to the last one hundred digits! It's a 6 ratio!”
Now the classmates treat him like a god.
The middle-aged teacher had to put down his pointer, ”Zhang Wanlin is not bad, it seems that he usually studies very hard.”
Zhang Wanlin said, ”Teacher, or I will ask you a question.
If you get the correct answer, then I will let you hit me, otherwise, if you get the wrong answer, let me hit you. ”
”How?”
The students were shocked.
”What kind of situation is this, he will suffer regardless of winning or losing.
If the teacher wins, it is to beat him, not to lose.
If he wins the teacher, he beats the teacher, dare?
If you don't dare, won't you win in vain?
If you dare, can you still beat the teacher?
How to see how to suffer! ”
”Yes, what exactly does Zhang Wanlin think!”
”If it's me, try to make as little trouble as possible.”
The middle-aged teacher has never heard such an unreasonable request.
”Okay, okay! What questions do you think you can ask me as a student?”
”Just tell me, I have a teacher, if you ask me down, is he still worthy of being a teacher? What if I let you fight?”
”Come!”
The middle-aged teacher waited confidently, and he wanted to see what the man was going to make.
Zhang Wanlin stretched out a finger and asked, ”What is this?”
The audience was dumbfounded, isn't this just a simple question?
What else can I ask?
”Are you kidding me, or do you look down on me as a teacher?”
”This is my question, teacher, you should answer it.”
The middle-aged teacher snorted, ”Isn't this the 1 in the number? What else can I say.”
Zhang Wanlin laughed and said, ”Teacher, you got the wrong answer!”
”It's not a 1, it's a finger.
Teacher, you can't even know your fingers, right? ”
The teacher was taken aback, and then became silly. This is indeed a finger, which is obviously a finger.
How could it not be.
”No no, how can this be counted?”
The classmates said one after another: ”Teacher, don't you shamelessly!” ”That's right, it's a finger, you have to look at it as a 1, and you are wrong if you are wrong!
”As a teacher, I still don't admit it, really.”
The teacher suddenly felt that his face was thrown on the ground and severely stepped on.
But he was extremely unwilling to admit defeat in this way.
He stared at Zhang Wanlin bitterly: ”This can't be changed to the next question!”
Zhang Wanlin shook his head and sighed, ”I knew the teacher would be like this for a long time, so let me ask you another question.”
He held out a finger again, ”What is this?”
Isn't it clear that this is the same problem?
Not only the teacher was puzzled, but also the students.
”Why ask the same question twice?”
”Is Zhang Wanlin stupid, or does he treat the teacher as a fool?”
”That's right.
A fool can answer this question too. ”