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"Since you can do everything, then help me with this."
"Okay, okay~"
"They're the best at..."
Having gone this far, it was just a little guidance, nothing to Hanabi, but when she reached out, she didn't touch the Flame Spear, but instead grabbed a piece of paper.
Hanabi paused for a moment.
Turning my head, I saw that it was covered with blasphemous symbols that were enough to drive anyone mad, chaotic and twisted. Any mortal whose mind was not strong enough would instantly fall into complete madness if he read on.
The content is...
[Let the function be y = sinh–1 (ln(excosx)), find d:ml–citationref="3"data="citationList"y/dx:ml–citationref=3"data="citationList"|x=0]
No, buddy, is this the kind of advice you're talking about?
Hanabi stared in disbelief at Sora, who had a mischievous grin on her face.
but……
Hanabi smiled, lowered her head, and her beautiful cherry blossom eyes quickly scanned the incomprehensible question...
three seconds.
Just three seconds later.
Under Sora's bewildered gaze, Hanabi crisply and clearly gave the answer:
"First simplify the outer function sinh^{-1}(u), where u = ln(e^x cos x) = ln(e^x) + ln(cos x) = x + ln(cos x)..."
"The first derivative dy/dx = dy/du * du/dx ...
"Second derivative..."
"Third derivative..."
Finally, substitute x=0...
The final answer is -1.
She raised her delicate chin, looked at Qiong triumphantly, and said coquettishly:
"Honey~ I've already finished directing it~ Do you think it looks good~?"
"No way, sis, you really know how?"
Qiong was shocked.
The most outrageous thing is that Hanabi didn't even use paper and pen; she figured out the answer in her head.
Hanabi, having easily calculated the answer, proudly puffed out her chest and huffed:
"Looking down on people, huh? I'm a professional masked fool~"
As a fool with a thousand faces, Hanabi's culture is actually quite advanced, even surpassing that of the young people on the train, including Professor Danheng.
Too little education? How can you perfectly portray a scholar?
The scope of roles they can play has been reduced by more than half.
How can we have any fun then?!
"Hana-bi, it's me~ I have three diplomas from Edo Hoshi University, and I even got into the Hiroshisha Society! Before I met you, I was thinking about how to get into the Genius Club and have some fun~!"
"Sigh, these days, without a degree, you can't even be a decent entertainer."
Qiong couldn't help but sigh.
Without a degree, you can only be a joke, don't you think?
Plain clothes.
Although he is not highly educated, he has extraordinary wisdom, and Ruan Mei is his knowledge base.
"Darling~"
Fireworks danced and laughed, the future already grasped in her hand, "All the answers are correct~ So, the reward..."
"No."
"Huh? Why?"
Hanabi's smile vanished instantly, like a child whose candy had been stolen.
Qiong slowly shook his head and uttered the profound words of the Human Race's Fist Emperor:
"You exporting it doesn't mean I'll agree."
Inequality solved instantly.
Even someone as powerful as Masked Fool Hanabi is no match for the Supreme Fist Technique.
The defenses were breached instantly.
transfixed.
"Pfft, hahahahahaha!"
Qiong Hanabi, who was watching the show by the pool, could no longer hold back and burst into laughter.
"That's hilarious! How many times have you and your darling actually been in close contact?"
"They work hard every night behind your back!"
Qiong Huahuo smugly twisted her body, her taunts overflowing.
"..."
The harsh laughter was like red-hot steel needles, piercing deeply into Hanabi's eardrums.
She remained silent for a while.
"Okay, okay~"
"You win this round."
"However, the game isn't over yet~"
PS: Purple sweet potato patch (repeated 5 times)
Book 1: Chapter 675 I am the Sparkle
The fireworks have faded.
They arrived with faltering steps, and left even more shakily.
There was no other reason than that what he had just experienced was not just an illusory empathy that was neither real nor tangible, but a solid, flesh-piercing charge of the fiery spear!
After enduring two full-force attacks, Hanabi managed to stay awake and leave as if nothing had happened.
Although her clogs still made a crisp sound as she left, and she even deliberately jumped a couple of times, trying to maintain that mischievous and cunning demeanor.
But in the eyes of Qiong Hanabi, whose senses are closely connected to hers, this performance only earned her a silent but sharp critique:
Keep pretending, your legs are shaking, what are you pretending for?
After Hanabi left, Sora and Sora Hanabi also stopped their self-entertaining role-playing game.
They followed that vibrant red figure.
As the fireworks faded away, they emitted a strange and distorted laugh, like that of a broken music box.
"I can't take this anymore! I'm going to blow the whole of Pinocchio to the heavens!"
Qiong didn't believe that the little bit of comedy just now was enough to completely break down Hanabi's defenses and cause her to lose her mind.
But just to be on the safe side, let's go and take a look.
When they followed their body senses to the target location, what they saw was not the real Hanabi, but a chibi version of Hanabi sitting on a trash can lid.
"As expected of Lady Hanabi, so cute~"
Qiong Fireworks remains narcissistic.
"Hakimi North and South Roads are many, Ah Xi Ga Ya Ku Nai Long."
Realizing that the two had noticed her, the cute chibi-style firework doll sat on the trash can lid, playing a catchy, addictive tune that sounded like it was playing a bug, and spun around like a spinning top.
Snapped!
Qiong Yi's Great Wilderness Imprisoning Heaven Hand stopped the doll from spinning.
"Oh, dear Mr. Hanabi, I never imagined that you would go through so much trouble, traveling over mountains and rivers, and overcoming all obstacles to find your wife, Miss Hanabi."
Firework Doll's voice is quite different from her own; it sounds rather neutral and upright.
"I long to replace Miss Fireworks and confess my love to my beloved, stay together forever, and fly wing to wing, but unfortunately I am just a dangerous bomb, and also a lawless madman who despises public order and good morals."
"Thank you, but I'm not having that much trouble walking."
Qiong patted the fluffy head of the firework doll.
"Sigh, the poor fake fireworks are daydreaming again~"
Qiong Huahuo smiled, clutching her stomach and letting out a Tom Cat-like laugh, her twin ponytails swaying merrily.
"Kukuku~ Haki Hakimi, ding dong ding dong chicken."
In response to Qiong Hanabi's words, Hanabi Fumo let out a strange laugh, and once again spun around a few times with a mesmerizing, brainwashing voice.
"You outlaw disguised as Miss Fireworks, I admit your audacity, but I am the real outlaw. Now I'm giving you a chance: follow me from now on."
"Oh? What if I answer no?"
Qiong Huahuo reached out and poked the doll's little face.
"Then I will show you what real danger and madness are."
Fumo Doll gave Sora Hanabi a defiant look:
"The reason I became an outlaw is not because I treasure a bomb, but because I possess an ancient and insane, blasphemous spell that is unforgivable by human ethics."
"Would you like to experience it? I can read it to you, but Lord Hanabi will not be responsible for any consequences."
“But you seem to have forgotten that I am the real Firework, so I am the one who wields that ancient and insane blasphemous spell.”
Qiong Hanabi spread her arms and struck a pose that was hard to decipher, accompanied by a sharp laugh, and then her figure swayed.
A pair of round, black mouse-ear headdresses appeared next to her pigtails, and her glamorous red dress was replaced by a black bodysuit and red shorts.
She imitated the voice of a certain Mr. Mi (a character from a Chinese folktale):
"Flower Ska, Fire Ska, Little Flower Fire—!"
"Flower Ska, Fire Ska, Little Flower Fire!"
"..."
The Firework Doll, like a toy with its internal gears stuck, fell into an eerie silence.
"By the way, Mickey Mouse's copyright has expired, so forget about chanting a spell, I could cosplay as Mickey Mouse and my dear~■love right now and it wouldn't matter~"
"..."
Silence, silence is the sound of the Huichangshi tonight.
"If it were the real Hanabi, which is me, I would definitely hide an imaginary neutron bomb in the cute doll that could blow the entire Pinocchio into the sky."
Qiong Huahuo uttered the most terrifying words in a sweet and seductive voice.
"At first, I was a supporting character in the corner, just clapping for the people on stage and creating an atmosphere. Then, during the climax of the performance, I suddenly shot into the sky..."
His emotions and voice transformed into extreme madness, and his speech quickened.
"Boom!"
Joyful laughter echoed.
"Like fireworks, let it explode in a riot of colors!"
Drawing out the words, Qiong Hanabi gestured wildly, trying to describe the most terrifying scene with the happiest tone and body language.
"..."
Still, silence.