January 28, 2021
A disc-shaped object was lying right in the mall, exuding a soft and luxurious golden light. The light twinkled, and Wang Yan smelled of fortune. He took a closer look, and it was actually a turntable. Hey, what a fresh item?
[European and African turntable (primary)]
[Number of uses: 1]
[Price: 1 million]
[Explanation: There are always people who feel they are full of European spirit, but they are all black. Stop talking and spend money to test!]
"Oh, let me go! Broken props can be provocative, huh?"
Wang Yan was a little convinced. He rolled his arms and sleeves and wanted to try it right away.
However, after reading the specific details... The turntable had a total of 10 grids, equally divided, and each grid took up 10%. There were four colors: white, green, blue, and gold. The white was three squares. There were no prizes in it, but four words were written, not a relatively polite "Thank you for your patronage", but a bitter ridicule-not the chief! Obviously, there was a 30% chance of losing money when he spun the disc.
At a higher level, it was four green.
The four prizes are different. Wang Yan's first concern was the price. The cheapest one is sold at 200,000 in the mall, and the most expensive one is sold at 800,000 in the mall. This meant there was a 40% probability that the money loss would be 200,000 - 800,000.
There were only two blue prizes; the prices were 1.5 million and 2 million. The last one left is a golden reward; the price was... 5 million!
So the result is obvious. Wang Yan used elementary school mathematics knowledge to know that 40% probability is a small loss, 30% probability is lost, 20% probability is small, and a 10% probability is great.
"Stinking rogue!"
The rich and noble brother was very angry and was extremely dissatisfied with the black heart system. If the probability of winning or losing was 50% vs. 50%, at least it could be regarded as fair gambling. What the hell is this now?
"70% probability of loss! Silly beep to play with you!"
When Wang Yan finished cursing, he glanced at the cash on the panel, removed the 100,000 that should be paid to Chen Xiang and still had 1.62 million available at any time, and then gritted his teeth.
"Payment!"
Remaining salary: 620,000.
System experience: 719/2500.
Items held: Son of Destiny, Extraordinary Force Card, Double Flavor Food Card, True Heart Card after Drinking, Oufei Turntable (elementary)
F***?!
Didn’t you say no to the bet? Mr. Wang, why are you so swollen?!
Wang Yan really didn't swell. The result of elementary school math calculation is blood loss, so he was a primary school student, hehe.
Brother had 79 bits of intelligence, and he was the best of the best, and the basics of statistics that he just learned were not for nothing.
In probability theory and statistics, there is a specific concept called by translation: "mathematical expectation."
Regardless of the definition, let’s take the simplest example, all casinos and gambling projects designed applied this concept.
For example, the Las Vegas Roulette, which is similar to the Euro-African wheel, has a total of 38 grids, corresponding to 38 numbers. One dollar can bet a single number, and a hit will get 35 dollars.
Let's calculate the mathematical expectation and the result is -0.0526.
That is to say, on average, for every dollar a gambler places, he loses 5.26 cents to the casino. This is a fixed probability, as long as the number of samples is large enough (enough gamblers), it is sure to make a profit. Therefore, regular casinos don't have to spend thousands of dollars at all. They can earn money every day.
After Wang Yan complained about the black heart of the system, he immediately calculated the mathematical expectation of the Oufei turntable.
(400×10%)+(100×10%)+(50×10%)-(80×10%)-(60×10%)-(40×10%)-(20×10%)-( 100×30%)=50,000
The mathematical expectation is positive. This meant that as long as he played enough times, on average, he could earn 50,000 per game.
Don't bet if you are not a fool! Not only do you have to gamble, but you have to gamble till the end! You show me the mentally handicapped system, and will refresh a turntable every week for my brother, dare you?!
System: o((⊙﹏⊙))o.
If the system was wise, it would definitely scold him. "Every day I give you so much money to let you go out, and you don't drive well, you just learn those messy things! Take the mathematics knowledge pit system, what kind of a genius are you!"
(╯‵□′)╯︵┴─┴
Drop it!
……
But the system was not smart, so the room was very quiet, only the excitement of Wang Yan’s breathing.
"Start the draw!"
The turntable turns, turns, and pointer all the way through white, blue, green, gold... Finally, it passed through another white area with a slight difference and finally stopped in the green area.
Hemp egg! Lost! However, Wang Yan only complained but did not regret it.
It is impossible to earn every time with playing probabilities, but as long as the system did not change the design and the mathematical expectation value was always positive, Wang Yan would dare to play with passion until the sea is dry.
Good Lord who understood mathematics and he is so confident! He finally took out the reward at his fingertips, and looked at it, and was happy. Eh?! He didn't seem to be losing anything?
The prize was a skill book.
[Hard pen calligraphy (master block letters)]
[Upgrade your hard pen writing level to master level, only one step away from the master]
[Price: 400,000]
[Note: Only in block letters. You need to study the scripts of Zhen, Xing, Li, Cao, and seal by yourself.] Master regular script, is it useful?
Not much use. In modern society, there are fewer and fewer places to write, not to mention Wang Yan, such a superb; there is absolutely no opportunity to write something. But another question: is it worth it?
What a great value! How could it be pointless to buy a master's skill for 1 million? As a god, he could never be short of money.
Therefore, anything that could improve one's own quality is worth it as long as it could be exchanged for money. Wang Yan happily used up the skill book, and in an instant, there was a lot of knowledge in his mind. There were pens and paper on the office desk, and he sat down excitedly, pondered slightly, and wrote down four names; Wang Dayuan, Wang Xiufang, Wang Yan, Liu Li.
The iron bone and silver hook are dignified. He was overjoyed, after thinking about it, he added a fifth name; He Meng.
The words were slightly deformed, it was no longer correct block letters, but it was more flavorful than it was at first because they were written with his own style.
79 of intelligence comprehension was so strong.
In fact, writing had always been Wang Yan's shortcoming. Although it was not low to the level of a crooked elementary school student, it was definitely not good-looking. However, as a student with normal aesthetics, Wang Yan was very clear about what kind of characters looked good and liked to read them.
The reason why Wang Yan secretly fell in love with He Meng was actually not only because she was beautiful, but when she was first in high school, she had Juan Liyanya's writing on the blackboard that was amazing to all the boys in the class.
Later, He Meng's academic performance gradually declined, and the eldest lady's temper became more and more vigorous, but the writing was always the good thing in Wang Yan's memory.
Don't feel exaggerated. When a girl is beautiful and possessed some kind of elegant attributes, that kind of lethality was definitely penetrating damage. To conclude, Wang Yan now had no love for He Meng.
However, after suddenly getting master-level hard pen calligraphy, he couldn't help but think of her and the little feelings he once had.
In one month, my buddies my appearance would have soared, height soaring and would have a smooth body shape. Even in calligraphy, I would have surpassed you. It's almost like a dream... Haha, a good dream!
Wang Yan got up, stuffed the first calligraphy work of his life into the shredder, and stretched his waist happily. He didn't know if he was a guest in his dream, how he could be awake and comfortable!
Wait... It's inappropriate to use poetry to chant the will. It can be replaced with two other sentences. I hope that when the song is against the wine, I can see the flowers as long as possible.
January 28, 2021
A disc-shaped object was lying right in the mall, exuding a soft and luxurious golden light. The light twinkled, and Wang Yan smelled of fortune. He took a closer look, and it was actually a turntable. Hey, what a fresh item?
[European and African turntable (primary)]
[Number of uses: 1]
[Price: 1 million]
[Explanation: There are always people who feel they are full of European spirit, but they are all black. Stop talking and spend money to test!]
"Oh, let me go! Broken props can be provocative, huh?"
Wang Yan was a little convinced. He rolled his arms and sleeves and wanted to try it right away.
However, after reading the specific details... The turntable had a total of 10 grids, equally divided, and each grid took up 10%. There were four colors: white, green, blue, and gold. The white was three squares. There were no prizes in it, but four words were written, not a relatively polite "Thank you for your patronage", but a bitter ridicule-not the chief! Obviously, there was a 30% chance of losing money when he spun the disc.
At a higher level, it was four green.
The four prizes are different. Wang Yan's first concern was the price. The cheapest one is sold at 200,000 in the mall, and the most expensive one is sold at 800,000 in the mall. This meant there was a 40% probability that the money loss would be 200,000 - 800,000.
There were only two blue prizes; the prices were 1.5 million and 2 million. The last one left is a golden reward; the price was... 5 million!
So the result is obvious. Wang Yan used elementary school mathematics knowledge to know that 40% probability is a small loss, 30% probability is lost, 20% probability is small, and a 10% probability is great.
"Stinking rogue!"
The rich and noble brother was very angry and was extremely dissatisfied with the black heart system. If the probability of winning or losing was 50% vs. 50%, at least it could be regarded as fair gambling. What the hell is this now?
"70% probability of loss! Silly beep to play with you!"
When Wang Yan finished cursing, he glanced at the cash on the panel, removed the 100,000 that should be paid to Chen Xiang and still had 1.62 million available at any time, and then gritted his teeth.
"Payment!"
Remaining salary: 620,000.
System experience: 719/2500.
Items held: Son of Destiny, Extraordinary Force Card, Double Flavor Food Card, True Heart Card after Drinking, Oufei Turntable (elementary)
F***?!
Didn’t you say no to the bet? Mr. Wang, why are you so swollen?!
Wang Yan really didn't swell. The result of elementary school math calculation is blood loss, so he was a primary school student, hehe.
Brother had 79 bits of intelligence, and he was the best of the best, and the basics of statistics that he just learned were not for nothing.
In probability theory and statistics, there is a specific concept called by translation: "mathematical expectation."
Regardless of the definition, let’s take the simplest example, all casinos and gambling projects designed applied this concept.
For example, the Las Vegas Roulette, which is similar to the Euro-African wheel, has a total of 38 grids, corresponding to 38 numbers. One dollar can bet a single number, and a hit will get 35 dollars.
Let's calculate the mathematical expectation and the result is -0.0526.
That is to say, on average, for every dollar a gambler places, he loses 5.26 cents to the casino. This is a fixed probability, as long as the number of samples is large enough (enough gamblers), it is sure to make a profit. Therefore, regular casinos don't have to spend thousands of dollars at all. They can earn money every day.
After Wang Yan complained about the black heart of the system, he immediately calculated the mathematical expectation of the Oufei turntable.
(400×10%)+(100×10%)+(50×10%)-(80×10%)-(60×10%)-(40×10%)-(20×10%)-( 100×30%)=50,000
The mathematical expectation is positive. This meant that as long as he played enough times, on average, he could earn 50,000 per game.
Don't bet if you are not a fool! Not only do you have to gamble, but you have to gamble till the end! You show me the mentally handicapped system, and will refresh a turntable every week for my brother, dare you?!
System: o((⊙﹏⊙))o.
If the system was wise, it would definitely scold him. "Every day I give you so much money to let you go out, and you don't drive well, you just learn those messy things! Take the mathematics knowledge pit system, what kind of a genius are you!"
(╯‵□′)╯︵┴─┴
Drop it!
……
But the system was not smart, so the room was very quiet, only the excitement of Wang Yan’s breathing.
"Start the draw!"
The turntable turns, turns, and pointer all the way through white, blue, green, gold... Finally, it passed through another white area with a slight difference and finally stopped in the green area.
Hemp egg! Lost! However, Wang Yan only complained but did not regret it.
It is impossible to earn every time with playing probabilities, but as long as the system did not change the design and the mathematical expectation value was always positive, Wang Yan would dare to play with passion until the sea is dry.
Good Lord who understood mathematics and he is so confident! He finally took out the reward at his fingertips, and looked at it, and was happy. Eh?! He didn't seem to be losing anything?
The prize was a skill book.
[Hard pen calligraphy (master block letters)]
[Upgrade your hard pen writing level to master level, only one step away from the master]
[Price: 400,000]
[Note: Only in block letters. You need to study the scripts of Zhen, Xing, Li, Cao, and seal by yourself.] Master regular script, is it useful?
Not much use. In modern society, there are fewer and fewer places to write, not to mention Wang Yan, such a superb; there is absolutely no opportunity to write something. But another question: is it worth it?
What a great value! How could it be pointless to buy a master's skill for 1 million? As a god, he could never be short of money.
Therefore, anything that could improve one's own quality is worth it as long as it could be exchanged for money. Wang Yan happily used up the skill book, and in an instant, there was a lot of knowledge in his mind. There were pens and paper on the office desk, and he sat down excitedly, pondered slightly, and wrote down four names; Wang Dayuan, Wang Xiufang, Wang Yan, Liu Li.
The iron bone and silver hook are dignified. He was overjoyed, after thinking about it, he added a fifth name; He Meng.
The words were slightly deformed, it was no longer correct block letters, but it was more flavorful than it was at first because they were written with his own style.
79 of intelligence comprehension was so strong.
In fact, writing had always been Wang Yan's shortcoming. Although it was not low to the level of a crooked elementary school student, it was definitely not good-looking. However, as a student with normal aesthetics, Wang Yan was very clear about what kind of characters looked good and liked to read them.
The reason why Wang Yan secretly fell in love with He Meng was actually not only because she was beautiful, but when she was first in high school, she had Juan Liyanya's writing on the blackboard that was amazing to all the boys in the class.
Later, He Meng's academic performance gradually declined, and the eldest lady's temper became more and more vigorous, but the writing was always the good thing in Wang Yan's memory.
Don't feel exaggerated. When a girl is beautiful and possessed some kind of elegant attributes, that kind of lethality was definitely penetrating damage. To conclude, Wang Yan now had no love for He Meng.
However, after suddenly getting master-level hard pen calligraphy, he couldn't help but think of her and the little feelings he once had.
In one month, my buddies my appearance would have soared, height soaring and would have a smooth body shape. Even in calligraphy, I would have surpassed you. It's almost like a dream... Haha, a good dream!
Wang Yan got up, stuffed the first calligraphy work of his life into the shredder, and stretched his waist happily. He didn't know if he was a guest in his dream, how he could be awake and comfortable!
Wait... It's inappropriate to use poetry to chant the will. It can be replaced with two other sentences. I hope that when the song is against the wine, I can see the flowers as long as possible.
