Chapter 39 Behind the establishment of the association
After experiencing the Chinese language class, which was like taking a political class, Xiangchuan prepared to face the math class with a feeling of resignation. The reason why he had no chance to get into a prestigious school with a level of 211,985 in his previous life was because he failed in mathematics.
Kagawa opened the teaching page of the terminal, clicked on the math program, stared at the screen for ten seconds, then turned to ask Liang Gong in a low voice: "Yang Gong, our math... is all high school mathematics this difficult?" <
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"Huh? Yeah...ah, you mean the difficulty, right?" Liang Gong glanced at the podium. The teacher didn't notice it, but just in case, he lowered his voice lower: "It's a compulsory course in high school and college.
The mathematics difficulty of the subjects is in line with the average level of students, and mathematics focuses on numerical results rather than processes... If you want to study more in-depth, you can join a mathematics club or a mathematics major in a university. It is said that the mathematics majors in various universities
The joint group will recently begin to conquer the seven ancient mathematical problems..."
Seeing that the topic was getting longer, Xiangchuan quickly stopped: "Okay, okay, just tell me here. I have no intention of studying mathematics."
Looking at the content of the course on the screen that looked like junior high school math questions, and recalling the last Chinese language class that was as verbose as a politics class, Kagawa really couldn't evaluate the difficulty of modern subjects for a while.
I opened the edge window and looked at the course schedule. The semester course schedule has been updated into the students' teaching programs. The course distribution is still quite scattered. Compared with the 21st century, there is no English (because the language has been unified, there is no "foreign language"
concept), without politics (because Chinese classes are almost all about politics), without physical education (because the whole afternoon is club activities), other Chinese, mathematics, history and physics are still very strong, but the most confusing thing is on Friday
"Agriculture" course... This shouldn't let them go farming, right? Kagawa thought with shame.
Judging from yesterday's experience, most of the history classes were about studying things from the Tianyuan Era. As an "ancient" like her, she couldn't use her own experience to get through the exam, so she could only attend class honestly. As for physics... she didn't know much about it.
We are already in the universe, and the game facilities on the street can simulate the gravity-free environment and the environment of operating mechas in space, so what is the use of physics classes? I carefully looked at the class schedule and found that the last class in the morning is physics class.
, she was looking forward to something new.
When the bell rang for the third period, the three people in the principal's office swallowed hard and closed the audit record file with shock on their faces.
"These two children, well, are very good..."
The principal wiped his mouth with his hand. Just after watching Director Ma Chuanhua sitting at the dining table and enjoying the food made with ancient recipes, he couldn't control his saliva. The mustache around his mouth was a little sticky now.
Gooey.
"Especially this kid from the Xiang family, no wonder he was able to capture the whole class with food on the first day..." It even gave them the courage to eat in front of the whole school. The principal added silently in his heart, this matter
He is still quite embarrassed and thin-skinned. He can only think about it in his heart and it is inconvenient to say it out.
"Yes, she also brought the white food and distributed it to her classmates today."
Zhu Bingwen was in better condition than the other two, but he was still swallowing hard.
"Oh, if that's the case, why don't you bring it to us to taste... Ahem, why don't you bring it to us together to verify her production results?"
The principal accidentally spoke his mind. To be honest, he had planned to try it yesterday, but he had just been disgraced and learned that the white food had been distributed, so he gave it up temporarily. As a result, he had just read the detailed production process and instructions.
After the director enjoyed the tasting scene, his greed was aroused again.
"Hahaha, you really love to joke, I haven't even tasted what my students have made."
Zhu Bingwen replied with a smile, this is indeed the truth, because as soon as he got the application, he rushed to the principal's office and happened to miss the bun distribution in Xiangchuan's break.
"Well, don't be angry, Teacher Zhu..." the principal reassured, and then smiled slightly: "In the future, as long as there is a chance, we will be able to eat the food made by this child at any time."
As he said that, the principal placed his palm on the light screen displaying the application form. After a while of scanning, the light screen transmitted a beep sound of [Beep - Certification completed, final confirmation has been made]. So, after a long absence of nearly 10,000 years, on the first
Two new clubs have been added to the college of the Thirteenth Fleet.
The news that the certification was confirmed quickly spread along the campus's teaching terminal to the student union's terminal. For a moment, the student union members in the second and third grade of high school who received the news could not attend class and were so frightened that they jumped out of their seats.
Get up.
Add a new group?!
Established by junior high school students?!
The review was completed in less than a day?!
Not only the student union members in the second and third grade of high school were dumbfounded, but also the freshmen in the first year of high school who were still choosing clubs: Why are there suddenly two more clubs? Ancient food club? Performance club? What the hell?
For a time, it seemed as if the whole class in the teaching building was buzzing with discussion.
After eating the steamed buns, Class 18, who was paying attention to the class, did not receive the news until the end of get out of class. Qiu Manman jumped up with excitement, holding Xiangchuan and spinning around in circles. Xiangchuan was shaken so dizzy that he did not forget to say to the classmates around him, " Do you want to come to our club for the sake of your classmates? Apart from other things, the steamed buns and juice are enough." This really made many people excited. It wasn't until members of the student union came looking for them that the two of them calmed down.
In order to go to the club building to make initial preparations, the two new club members had to skip the following history and physics classes and start the tedious preparations for the establishment of the club, hoping to attract some students of the same grade and even senior students to join this afternoon.
Graders change jobs.
After watching the two people leave with the student union, the class started talking again. Some students were very determined about their target clubs but coveted the food from the ancient food club. Some students were thinking about whether to go in and learn new recipes to improve the food at home. The rest
People like Ouyang Yating and Liang Gong were unmoved. They looked at Xiangchuan's seat and wondered what they were thinking...
After Zhu Bingwen left the principal's office and went back to prepare for his class's history class, the vice-principal also left in advance to guide the student union in making arrangements. After all, she still has the status of advisor to the student union.
Watching the two people leave, the principal opened his terminal. After scanning his left hand on the screen, the light screen cut to a simple page. There were sixteen windows displayed on the screen. Normally, these windows would definitely be large.
Most of them were ashes, but today, just as he thought, all sixteen of them were here.
[Sure enough, he came, I knew he would come in immediately after receiving the application.]
The young man in the upper left corner smiled.
"Hey, you're all waiting for me." The principal smiled, relaxing and leaning on his chair to look at everyone. "With so many people here, I guess I've received news from Lao Ma a long time ago."
[Not early, just half an hour ahead of you.]
[This guy is so hidden. He met the key person first and hid for a long time before telling us.]
【Just by chance.】
In the lower left corner of the screen, an elegant young man smiles gracefully. This person is Ma Chuanhua, the director of the Education Bureau who visited Xiang’s house yesterday.
[Accidental? I don’t think it looks like it. We just received Yuexiang’s yam-related application last time. Within a week, you hooked up with people from the Xiang family. You were planning to get there first.]
The woman in the center on the left side of the screen complained fiercely that if Xiang Wei Guo were here, he would definitely recognize him as the director of the Grain Bureau of the Third Ship Regiment.
[However, by chance, I finally got all the pieces together.] In the center of the screen, a very dignified old man spoke. Everyone saw the old man speaking and closed their mouths one after another.
The old man looked at the two application forms for establishing a society and the application form for changing food types in front of him, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and said:
[The seeds have been buried in the soil. We must take care of their growth, let them grow until others notice, and cultivate them into towering trees whose foundations cannot be shaken by anyone.]