Everyone booed.

"I've been thinking about it for a long time but I haven't come up with a wonderful method. Just think about it and wait."

Just as everyone was about to disperse, they saw Jia Ping'an's expression suddenly enlightened.

"Someone has this."

Everyone was stunned.

"What's there?"

Jia Ping'an narrowed his eyes, thinking about the nine key points of dressing up, first: be indifferent, as plain as water.

"Snapped!"

Make a move.

"One on one, two on two"

The abacus came out slowly along with the formula, Jia Ping'an's voice was flat, but the abacus's voice was crisp and clear, like an accompaniment, really nice.

"Paper and pen!" Han Wei's eyes lit up, and the paper and pen came immediately and began to copy.

"One go to five to four, two to eight to one"

The rhythm of the abacus sound is faster.

Those years passed slowly in my mind.

In the classroom, the students and the teacher held an abacus in each hand, dialing and reciting formulas.The cicadas were singing outside the window, and the voice of reciting poems came from the Chinese class

Hey!

I was originally a free and easy boy, why am I so sentimental!

Master Jia played more and more smoothly.

The more people listened, the more interesting it became.

Someone followed suit with an abacus, and after two strokes, he couldn't help exclaiming: "This is the key!"

Everyone can't help but be surprised!

clap clap clap!

"Eight up, three out, five into one, nine up, four out, five into one"

Jia Pingan stopped, and everyone looked up with hunger and thirst.

"There is an omission here." A teaching assistant raised his hand like a student.

Jia Pingan recited non-stop, and had to record with the abacus, so they didn't remember everything.

"Bring a pen and paper!" Jia Pingan planned to recite the mantra just as a pretense, but he didn't expect these people to actually record it.

Bringing a pen and paper, Jia Pingan recorded the key points one by one, and finally tossed the pen and strode out.

Everyone looked at him in amazement

Won't you stay and accept our worship?

"Laugh at the sky and go out, how can I be a Penghao people!"

He is still pretending.

The atmosphere in the Guozijian is quite good at the moment, at least the teachers have dignity. The teachers all take teaching and educating people as their own responsibility, despise those greedy people, and worship those noble scholars.

Jia Pingan knew what they were thinking, so he carefully prepared such a move.

Sure enough, the teaching assistants were shocked.

"Jia Shu is so talented that he treats fame and fortune as dung, shame on this old man!"

Even Li Chunfeng praised it: "Great character, Xiao Jia, I wish to come under my seat and go to the Supreme Dao together!"

Han Wei took the record and looked at it carefully, and suddenly burst out laughing.

"That's it, that's it, hahahaha!"

He took the abacus and began to tap, slow at first, faster and faster.

He looked up, "Report the number!"

Everyone reported the number, Han Wei made a plan, and said the answer casually.

"Yes."

"Correct."

He had studied a lot of time calculations, but now he was opened up by this formula, and the speed was getting faster and faster.

"That's right!"

Han Wei smashed the abacus on the table and said loudly: "Jia Ping'an, you can be my teacher!"

The crowd was shocked.

"Is it that sharp?"

A formula brings the abacus back to life and becomes a powerful calculation tool.

"As expected of a tiger riding a hundred horses!"

"This move is of great help to the Zijian of our country. Once the students have learned the abacus, whether they are officials or generals, it will be of great help."

"Those students come from either rich or noble families. They have many properties in their families. If they learn abacus, it's easy to calculate accounts. Even if they can't become officials or generals, they can still guarantee undefeated family property!"

Jia Ping'an has already seen Xiao Bo and Wang Zhongliang on the right.

Wang Zhongliang nodded, "Abacus tricks can be used by the Imperial College, but we appreciate your two lines of poems more. Looking up to the sky and laughing, we are not from Penghao. Young people are so indifferent to fame and fortune, good!"

Xiao Bo also bowed his hands with shame on his face.

Xiao Jia is so high-spirited and upright, but someone slanders him for causing trouble for the Imperial College, and shames the old man.

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Chapter 129

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