Chapter 913: miracle!

After the news from the "Datang Daily" reached the Imperial College, it caused

another uproar, especially in the School of Mathematical Sciences, which

caused an unprecedented shock.

Because Li Zexuan was angry and "resigned", not only did he "take" away all

the students in the School of Mathematical Sciences, he also "digged" away the

husband of the former School of Mathematical Sciences, Xu Hongzhi. Awkward

situation.

In desperation, Kong Yingda personally came forward and invited Liu Hongyuan,

the former doctor of mathematics (Xu Hongzhi’s mentor), who had been at home

again, and selected a group of students from the prefectures to add in (after

all, the students who were willing to go to the Imperial College this year

still accounted for Although the Yanhuang Academy is now well-known, its

reputation among the people is still not as good as that of Guozijian, the

number one official school of the Tang Dynasty), and the School of

Mathematical Sciences has resumed normal teaching!

It is worth mentioning that the enrollment scale of the School of Mathematical

Sciences this time has been expanded by about two times compared with the

previous period. A total of 71 students have been enrolled. In the field of

mathematics, it has a tendency to compete with Yanhuang Academy.

In addition to the increase in the number of students enrolled, Kong Yingda

also hired three teaching assistants for the Mathematical Institute to help

Liu Hongyuan teach the Mathematical Institute. Therefore, the current

mathematics library is more than one grade higher than before in terms of the

scale of students and teachers!

Inside the math library.

"Eh, have you heard? Yonganhou made a simple needle-throwing game, and he can

easily calculate the approximate value of the ancestral rate. It's amazing!"

"I've seen it, but I think it must be a coincidence? After all, the

acupuncture thrown out is completely a matter of luck. He can finally get such

a result, and it is completely luck!"

"I also think it's a coincidence! If he does it again, the result will

definitely be different!"

"I don't think it is necessary! Since Yonganhou dared to publish this

experiment in the "Datang Daily", he must have been prepared to be questioned!

In other words, this experiment can withstand questioning!"

"Why hasn't Mr. Liu come yet? His old man should have come at this hour!"

"Mr. Liu is here, Mr. Liu is here!"

Just as the students were talking about it, an old man in coarse cloth and

white clothes came in at the door, with his gray hair, looking a bit

vicissitudes of life inexplicably. The old man was followed by three middle-

aged scribes, all deliberately lagging behind the old man by half a step to

show respect. The teaching house, which was noisy just now, suddenly became

quiet.

"Haha! I just heard that you were all talking about the needle experiment in

the newspaper. I think you all want to know if the result in the newspaper is

a coincidence, right?"

The old man stood on the podium and looked at the students below with a smile.

This old man is Liu Hongyuan. He was invited back after he had reached the age

of retiring his life. After more than ten years in the Guozijian School of

Mathematical Sciences, he still feels a little bit dissatisfied here!

None of the students responded, because they have been here for so long, they

all know that most teachers at the Imperial College do not like students

talking about Li Zexuan. This is a tacit fact.

Although they couldn't make a sound, the students' eyes were all looking at

Liu Hongyuan.

Liu Hongyuan has no prejudice against Li Zexuan. On the contrary, he has

bought a research book of Li Zexuan’s new mathematics textbook. Seeing the

students want to say but dare not say, he laughed again:

"In fact, not only do you want to know, but the old man also wants to know

whether the result obtained by Yonganhou is a coincidence. Before the class,

the old man prepared a piece of paper with lines on it, and also brought a

pack of fine needles, the distance between the lines and the needles. The

length is exactly the same as that described in the newspaper. So today we

will do a needle injection experiment in the Math Academy to see if the

results in the newspaper are a coincidence~!"

While talking, Liu Hongyuan took a gray cloth package from a teaching

assistant. Inside it was a piece of lined rice paper and a package of fine

needles. The reason why he was late for class today is to prepare for these

two things!

When the students heard it, they couldn't help but talk in private.

"Wow! We are going to experiment with needle injection too? Mr. Liu is really

enlightened!"

"Hey! If it proves that the results in the newspaper are coincidental,

wouldn't our Mathematical Library become famous this time?"

"Haha! In my opinion, it's a coincidence!"

"Hehe, I don't think so!"

Liu Hongyuan patted the table and signaled the students to be quiet, and then

he said, "We have 71 students in the school building, and the number is still

a bit small. In order to be similar to the total number of needle-throwing

experiments in the newspaper, you will follow the order in a moment. Come up

and throw the needles. Everyone throws ten times. Be careful not to use too

much. Throw the fine needles out of the paper. I and the three gentlemen will

help you count the number of times the needles are pressed. Yao Yuanhe, come

up, from your side Start~!"

After that, Liu Hongyuan spread out the rice paper and told a student sitting

at the door.

"Yes, Mr. Liu!"

The student responded and ran up very excitedly.

The other three teaching assistants stood behind Liu Hongyuan, holding papers

and pens, ready to take notes.

The verification experiment of the needle-throwing experiment was officially

launched in the National Academy of Sciences.

The entire experiment lasted for more than half an hour before it was declared

over. Because it was real-time statistics, the students' thin needles were

pressed once, and the teaching assistants immediately counted them. Therefore,

not long after the experiment was over, the final results were counted. .

Liu Hongyuan checked his statistics with the three teaching assistants. After

finding that the results were all the same, he turned around and said to the

students below: “We have 71 students in total, and each of them voted ten

times. I voted 710 times. According to the statistics of the three gentlemen

and I, there are a total of 226 fine needles on the center line~!"

As soon as his voice fell, a student with a better memory below immediately

exclaimed: "Seven hundred ten, two hundred and twenty-six, the result in the

newspaper is seven hundred and thirteen, two hundred and twenty-seven! The

result is so close to the newspaper~!"

"Wow!"

The students in the whole class were immediately in an uproar

~www.mtlnovel.com~ The three teaching assistants on the podium were also

stagnant because at this time, they also recalled the data in the newspaper.

Liu Hongyuan didn't change his face, he turned around, picked up the chalk and

started the calculation on the blackboard. Upon seeing this, the students

stopped talking and watched Liu Hongyuan's calculation quietly.

710/226=3.14159292…………

When the count reaches seven places after the decimal point, everyone's

complexion becomes more exciting, and Liu Hongyuan, who has never been

surprised, is no exception. The old man was trembling with excitement at this

moment, and he was full of taste when the chalk in his hand fell off, and he

heard him mutter to himself:

"A miracle! Old man, the old man actually calculated the ancestor rate to the

sixth decimal place...this..."

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