Jin Qianqian covered her mouth in astonishment. 'If Xiao Dongzi lived in modern times, he'd be an absolute math prodigy.'
She had only just explained the key principles of mental calculation to him, and in just a few short days, he hadn't just mastered it, he could already apply it to new problems. He could solve even the most difficult sums in an instant.
"If this were an international mental calculation competition, he'd be a shoo-in for first place," Jin Qianqian whispered into Ancient Wen Heng's ear.
Ancient Wen Heng looked at the chicken-scratch characters on the side, then at the precise and neat numbers, and shook his head in disappointment. "If he weren't so lopsided in his talents, this kid might have had the makings of a top scholar.
Look at these characters. I've had him practice them hundreds of times, and they still come out looking like they're lying down. He's really something else.
