The fake daughter was not exposed today

Chapter 127 Who taught you to derive the formula like this?

The research content of the project is the simulation of biological consciousness.

The effect is similar to the spiritual network of Eternal Island. Through the reactions of some electronic units, people can control certain electronic devices with their consciousness.

Although it is of little use considering the current level of technology, for Jiang Fu, who was born in Eternal Island, the application prospects of this project are very broad.

"I originally thought this design was just a concept, but I think your idea is possible."

"Yes, but it still needs adaptive optimization." Jiang Fu sighed.

The gap between the technological level outside the island and that of Eternal Island is still too big.

But for some reason, the technology of Eternal Island cannot be effective outside the island. Even the simplest near-ground aircraft cannot fly outside the island.

But just guide them slowly.

Zhuang Shichang collected the documents and poured a cup of tea. "Please stay a little longer. I'll introduce you to a friend who's also involved in this project."

"Okay." Jiang Fu didn't care.

Anyway, it's all research related to mothers.

The waiting time was a bit boring, so Zhuang Shichang handed her a can of pudding and said, "My granddaughter bought this for me. Want one?"

"Thank you." Jiang Fu didn't hesitate to be polite with him when it came to eating.

After waiting for a while, an old man with an unshaven beard walked in and said, "Lao Zhuang, the research you mentioned..."

Zhuang Shichang came over quickly and said, "That's great. Let me tell you."

"Let a child tell me, haha." The wrinkles on the old man's face twisted together.

He was afraid that the kid would start talking about basic high school knowledge.

"Old Lu!" Zhuang Shichang saw that he was asking for a beating and immediately introduced him, "Lu Zhihai, an old professor in the Physics Department of Huajing University. He's just like that, don't take it too seriously."

Jiang Fu didn't care too much.

After all, she doesn't look very old and is not a young and emerging genius, so it is normal for her to be looked down upon.

"Let me take a look at the materials first." Lu Zhihai flipped through a few pages of documents and then paused.

It is well written, the arguments are generally logical, and it is clear that the author has professional knowledge.

Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a familiar formula.

"How did you come up with this formula to derive it?" He pointed to one of the formulas.

"Any questions?"

"Write down the derivation process of this formula for me. If you can't deduce it, I'll think you're talking nonsense." He simply wrote a formula on a piece of paper and pushed it in front of Jiang Fu.

Zhuang Shichang quickly stopped him, "Hey, hey, hey, Old Lu, don't test the child right away. Don't scare the child."

It doesn't sound like human nature to completely deny someone if you can't deduce a formula.

He wanted to say something to comfort the little girl, but he saw someone writing very quickly.

He came up with a line in no time, as if he had memorized the answer beforehand.

"It's okay, it's very simple." Jiang Fu returned the manuscript to Lu Zhihai, "I'm done."

Lu Zhihai looked at the derivation formula in his hand with a calm expression, but as he studied it further, he gradually discovered something wrong.

This derivation is more familiar.

He remembered a certain afternoon, a certain young student, and the formulas and auxiliary figures that filled the manuscript paper.

Thinking about it this way, the little girl in front of me is really similar to that student. She looks good-tempered and silly, but she is actually very smart.

"Who taught you to deduce this way?"

He suddenly hoped that an answer would come out of the little girl's mouth.

"My mother." Jiang Fu asked in confusion.

She could feel that the old man's aura had changed from a little bit of arrogance at the beginning to now becoming lost.

Do you hope to hear a name from her?

"However, my mother also learned this method of deduction from my father...but I have never met my father." Jiang Fu admitted.

She had never had any delusions about her father. Whether he was tall or thin, smart or dull, it didn't mean much to her.

After all, he was dead.

Lu Zhihai was silent, then suddenly asked, "How old are you?"

"Seventeen. My eighteenth birthday is on the twenty-eighth of next month."

The old man thought about it for a moment and felt something was not right. Although their experiences were very similar, her age still did not match.

But this talent is still worth cherishing.

Jiang Fu didn't want to continue this topic. "I have something else to do this afternoon, so I'll just tell you what I think first."

"Okay, let's add each other's contact information so we can communicate if we have any questions." Lu Zhihai's expression eased a little and he quickly took out his mobile phone.

Jiang Fu did not refuse, "Okay."

"The little girl's profile picture is quite cute, just like my granddaughter." He joked.

Zhuang Shichang next to him was speechless.

Where did Lu Zhihai's rebellious granddaughter get such a cute profile picture? This guy is clearly trying to get close to her, and he's being so awkward.

afternoon.

Jiang Fu wore a baseball cap and went to No. 5 Middle School.

"After you meet with the director of admissions, I'll give you a test. It won't be difficult, and you shouldn't have any problems." Jiang Yilan instructed, handing her a schoolbag. "I also bought you some stationery, a water bottle, and a notebook."

Sheng Lu looked at the two people helplessly.

Why did she feel that Jiang Yilan was like Jiang Fu's mother, always giving instructions?

"Anyway, your file has been prepared. You must continue to study hard in your new school. Come on." She put her arm around the little girl's shoulder.

"Okay." Jiang Fu couldn't stand their nagging.

It allowed her to experience the feeling of being sent to school by her parents.

As both of them had hoped, the entrance test was not difficult and she finished the questions easily.

"Student Xiao Jiang, your grades are good, but... we don't have enough places right now." The teacher in the admissions office looked embarrassed.

"What do you mean?"

He quickly explained, "Miss Sheng, we originally had a spot reserved for you, but someone from the Jing family suddenly wants to come. We weren't the ones to decide the enrollment quota, so we're really in a bit of a dilemma."

Jing family?

"A family as famous as the Sheng family is in trouble now."

"He is the third young master of the Jing family, named Jing Xiao. Miss Sheng, do you know him?" The teacher hesitated.

"Why is it him?" Sheng Lu also began to feel a little embarrassed.

Jing Xiao's status in the Jing family is the same as that of the little witch Sheng Nian in the Sheng family. She has a bad personality and for some reason cannot be taught a lesson.

Besides, even if I go to the Jing family to fight for it now, there is no way...

"Teacher, please handle the admission procedures for this student. Don't worry about other issues." A middle-aged man in a suit and tie walked in.

Jiang Fu recognized him. He was one of the vice-presidents of Hegao, with a high status, almost equivalent to the principal's spokesperson.

In other words, it was Teng Songyan who was doing her a favor.

The teacher from the admissions office breathed a sigh of relief. "Okay, okay."

"Ms. Jiang, if you have time, you can come here and sit down." The vice principal took out a promotional card.

It's a teahouse, and judging by the photo on the card, the environment is quite elegant.

"Okay." She agreed.

There is no free lunch in the world, and there are some people she really should meet.