B = 20K
This was the formula for the highest symbol transmission rate of an ideal low-pass channel.
If one didn't specialize in physics, they wouldn't even be able to understand the Chinese noun of this formula, let alone understand it.
This was definitely not a formula that a high school student could come into contact with.
He Xun was stunned for three seconds.
Until the girl who was looking at her phone slowly raised her head.
The light in her eyes dimmed, and her eyebrows were faint.
The setting sun added a bit of coldness to the girl's face, as if the clouds had turned into snow. It was frighteningly cold.
He Xun met her gaze and was stunned for a moment.
Ying Zijin handed the phone to Xiu Yu and stood up. "Wait for me."
Xiu Yu was topping up. Hearing this, she looked up. "What's wrong?"
She looked over in confusion and saw He Xun standing at the back door.
Xiu Yu was still wondering why He Xun was standing there motionless when he saw the girl close the back door. She even took out a piece of white paper and stuck it on the back door window.
She didn't even let He Xun show his face.
Xiu Yu was speechless.
In terms of arrogance, Papa YIng was the only one she respected.
The top students of Norton University didn't give him any face either.
Ying Zijin sat down again and picked up her phone.
Because there was no one in the live broadcast room, she was just writing.
Her writing was also very beautiful. It was like a dragon flying and a phoenix dancing.
Xiu Yu came back to her senses. "I sent you a hundred rockets. It will trigger a meteor on the screen. Users can see it. Papa YIng, don't be discouraged. There will definitely be people watching the physics live broadcast."
"I'll pay you back later."
"Don't mention it. I have so much money that I can't spend it all."
Ying Zijin, who felt that she was especially poor for the second time, was speechless.
She sighed, rubbed her head, and looked back at her phone.
Because Xiu Yu generously spent 100,000 yuan, the popularity of the live broadcast room skyrocketed.
However, the people who came in were confused.
First, they didn't see her face. Second, they didn't hear her voice. All they saw was a piece of paper filled with words.
[What is the streamer writing? I don't understand.]
[You can't even tell? This is a physical formula derived by Nyquist.]
[Na … what?]
[F * ck, the streamer is 666. This is the first time I've seen this formula used in such a way.]
[Amazing, amazing. The host's educational level must be better than my university tutor's. I wonder which academic guru's sockpuppet is this?]
[No, the brothers who just floated over, can you all understand it?]
[I don't understand, but what does this have to do with me thinking that the streamer's hands are beautiful?]
As soon as this comment floated over, the person who sent it threw a hundred rockets.
Xiu Yu: "???"
Is this even possible?
[Host, please say something. How can there be no communication during a live broadcast? I don't want to listen to physics, I want to listen to chemistry.]
Ying Zijin changed her posture and took another piece of paper. She moved her lips and said, "Okay."
[When I saw the streamer write down the Bozeman formula, I finally understood that the streamer might be an all-rounder in science.]
[I can't tell if the streamer's voice is male or female, but it's quite nice.]
Xiu Yu also realized that the voice she heard was different from Ying Zijin's usual voice, but she didn't care.
She gave him a thumbs up. "Papa YIng, you're really awesome."
If the Yingcai class knew about this, they would probably regret it.
Just thinking about it made her happy.
**
In the corridor.
He Xun was directly locked outside. He still hadn't come back to his senses.
After a few seconds, his face gradually turned cold.
Teacher Deng said that Ying Zijin had a bright future, but he didn't see it. Instead, he felt that there was no hope.
"Mr. He."
A voice sounded behind him.
He Xun turned around and his expression softened. "Student Zhong."
He had always been generous to students who were good at their studies.
"Mr. He, you don't look well." Zhong Zhiwan looked at the class number and hesitated. "Is it because of my cousin?"
He Xun frowned.
If Zhong Zhiwan hadn't mentioned it, he would have almost forgotten about the formula he saw just now.
Now that he thought about it, Ying Zijin probably copied it from the Internet to cover up her use of her phone.
She probably didn't expect to copy a theorem that could only be learned in university.
She drew a tiger but ended up looking like a dog.
"Mr. He, please don't mind her." Zhong Zhiwan smiled faintly. "My cousin's personality is like this. She's probably been oppressed for too long, so her temper has been a little bad recently. We've all been more tolerant."
Hearing this, He Xun's frown deepened. He said coldly, "If you're living under someone else's roof, then you should have the awareness of living under someone else's roof."
Zhong Zhiwan smiled again and didn't say anything. It was as if he had tacitly agreed.
**
The third day was Sunday. In order to celebrate, Class 19 booked a private room at the King Club to sing and play cards.
Ying Zijin realized that there weren't any snacks she wanted to eat, so she prepared to go out to buy some.
When Jiang Ran saw this, he pretended to cough inadvertently. "I'll go with you."
It just so happened that he wanted to fight with her again. This time, he definitely wouldn't go easy on her.
He didn't believe that he couldn't beat a girl.
Ying Zijin glanced at him and didn't say anything.
Xiu Yu looked at Jiang Ran, who followed the girl out, and asked curiously, "Did this guy also succumb to Papa YIng's pressure?"
The underlings were also very confused. They could only give Xiu Yu a microphone. "Sister Yu, sing."
Jiang Ran naturally wouldn't give in. As soon as he walked out, he directly said, "Hey, transfer student, what have you practiced? Muay Thai? Judo? "
Ying Zijin ignored him and looked at the list of snacks on her phone.
"How about this, you fight with me again." Jiang Ran clicked his tongue. "Then I'll give you a supermarket. How about that?"
Ying Zijin finally looked at him. "You're so noisy."
"… Then tell me, why are you willing to fight with me?" Because of his competitiveness, Jiang Ran lost his temper for the first time. "As long as I can do it."
Ying Zijin was still looking at her phone seriously and replying to Fu Yunshen's WeChat message.
Jiang Ran just looked at her.
The two of them confronted each other.
Jiang Moyuan, who had just come out of the hotel, saw this scene.
The secretary at the side was also quite surprised. "Third Master, isn't that Young Master Jiang Ran? Why is he with Second Miss Ying? And it's very … "
He didn't dare to say the word "intimate" and stopped there.
Jiang Moyuan's expression changed. "Wait for me here."
With that, he strode over.
Jiang Ran didn't know that Jiang Moyuan was nearby, so he simply said, "How about this, I'll buy you ten cups of milk tea, okay?"
Without waiting for the girl's reply, he turned and walked into a milk tea shop nearby, his steps unruly.
On the other side, Jiang Moyuan arrived as soon as Jiang Ran left.
His voice was still as cold as ever, but this time, there was a hint of disgust.
"Ying Zijin, what are you still doing? Just because I don't like you? Is that why you chose to contact Jiang Ran? "
Ying Zijin slowly raised her head.
Jiang Moyuan was slightly stunned when he saw the girl's bare face. Then, his tone became even colder. "This is the last time I'm telling you. Playing hard to get is useless against me. Stay away from Jiang Ran. He's not someone you can covet.
"I didn't sponsor your school to let you do these things. Also, you haven't apologized to Lu Wei."
Ying Zijin still didn't say anything. Even her gaze didn't change.
This kind of neglect made Jiang Moyuan a little unhappy, and his heart inexplicably froze.
But he couldn't speak again.
Because the girl looked at him for three seconds, then raised her hand and poured the unfinished coke on him.
Her movements were slow, but there was a hint of coldness and ruthlessness.
In just a second, a custom-made suit worth 300,000 yuan was ruined.
Jiang Ran saw this the moment he came out and couldn't help but be stunned.
But this wasn't the end.
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