He Cancan raised his hand and just started to speak, but he didn't know how to continue speaking and got stuck on the title.
Zhang Zhong smiled and said, "You can call me Zhang Zhong, you can also call me Uncle Zhang, or Teacher Zhang."
"Teacher Zhang, I would like to ask if there is a way to improve memory." He Cancan asked.
Zhang Zhong asked curiously, "Why do you ask this question? Is it because you can't keep up in class?"
He Cancan shook his head and said, "No, there are many books that I forgot about the content soon after reading them. Sometimes I couldn't even remember the plot. I watched Teacher Zhang on TV and you didn't even use scripts when talking.
Yes, everyone says you have a good memory."
Hearing He Cancan's words, Zhang Zhong laughed.
He does have a good memory, but when he gives a speech on stage or delivers an acceptance speech, he doesn't use his good memory very much. Most of the time, he just uses it casually.
If he performed well, it had little to do with memory, but rather that he was already familiar with such situations and could organize what he wanted to say at any time.
As for He Cancan’s question…
"Actually, don't worry. As I said just now, there is no need to ask for a thorough explanation when reading a book. There is no need to expect that you can remember all the contents of the book after reading it once. I believe that except for a few people in this world, this can be done.
Except for that, most people will forget it soon after reading it once. You have to remember that you are reading a book, not memorizing it."
Zhang Zhong did not say this deliberately to comfort He Cancan, but it was just the fact.
Most people in the world read books like Zhang Zhong said. They almost forget about it soon after reading it. Sometimes they forget about the back after reading the front part.
For example, before Zhang Zhong traveled through time, his memory was the same as that of ordinary people, and he would always forget when reading.
Especially reading some long masterpieces, such as "A Dream of Red Mansions" and "One Hundred Years of Solitude".
When I was reading "Dream of Red Mansions", I could forget everything in front of it after just a few chapters. Sometimes I could even forget the general plot, let alone the poems in it.
Moreover, this kind of long novel, especially a novel whose language habits are different from those of modern writing, seems particularly tiring.
Because you may not have seen much after watching it for two or three hours, and when you look back and want to watch it again, you need to start watching it from the beginning again.
We went back and forth a lot at that time, and Zhang Zhong didn’t remember much else clearly. He only remembered “Jia Baoyu’s first trial of Yun Yu’s love, and Mr. Liu’s first entry into the Rongguo Mansion” (the version I read at the time said Mr. Liu) clearly.
On the one hand, I was young and full of life when I read this book, and I was deeply impressed by the first experience of love. On the other hand, every time I read this book, it was time to put it down.
When I read it next time, I saw this again, put it down again, and went back and forth many times.
Let’s talk about the book “One Hundred Years of Solitude”. The names of the people in it were really confusing. At one time, Zhang Zhong wanted to look for a relationship diagram like that on the Internet to look at it.
In fact, there are many names in "A Dream of Red Mansions" and the relationships between them are relatively clear. However, because they are all Chinese names, they are easier to remember than the names and relationships in "One Hundred Years of Solitude".
However, after reading it later, I found that the name and other things were just floating clouds and there was no need to worry about it at all. It was not a detective novel and it had to involve reasoning.
It is said that Marquez himself has also discussed this issue. He said that the reason for having so many names was entirely intentional. He hoped that readers could ignore those names and focus on the story itself.
It is not clear whether this legend is true or false, but if Marquez really thinks so, then his goal has been achieved.
At least when Zhang Zhong read the book later, he didn't pay too much attention to the names.
Sometimes when he was reading a certain paragraph, he would just think: Oh, this kind of thing happened to this man and this man, this kind of thing happened to this woman and this woman, and this kind of thing happened to this man and this woman again.
As for whether this man and that man are the same man, he doesn't even think too much about it.
So what he said to He Cancan came completely from his heart.
"But if you forget, wouldn't it be in vain?" He Cancan said.
Zhang Zhong smiled and shook his head, "If you don't read it in vain, everything you have read will become a part of your body, existing in places that you may not even realize. Maybe at a certain moment, they will inadvertently
It will pop out."
He Cancan and other children cannot understand the deeper meaning of this passage at all, but it doesn't matter. As long as they know that even the great writer Zhang Zhong said this, it doesn't matter if they forget it when they read books.
"Of course, studying in class and reading extracurricular books must be separated. When studying, you must not ask for detailed explanations. You must listen carefully to the teacher and complete the task efficiently." Zhang Zhong added.
They both involve reading, but compulsory education and reading extracurricular books are not the same thing.
One is reading, cultivating interests and cultivating sentiments, while the other is skill training.
"Yeah, we get it." Several children nodded.
Pengpeng also nodded along.
Zhang Zhong looked around and saw that everyone was standing. They might have been a little tired after a long time, so he said, "This is the end of our chat today. If we have the opportunity later, we can chat together again."
"Teacher Zhang, can we write to you?" He Cancan said suddenly.
Zhang Zhong thought for a while and said, "Of course, but I may be busy and may not be able to reply to you. However, I promise you that if I have time, I will reply to your letter."
There were many people who wrote to Zhang Zhong. In the past, they always sent them to the Literary Magazine, but later after Zhang Zhong started his own company, he always sent them to his company.
But Zhang Zhong rarely reads those letters because there are too many.
Chen Qing also suggested before that he could send a few dedicated people to handle letters sent to Zhang Zhong, pretending to be Zhang Zhong and reply to fans.
This is a common thing. Many celebrities cannot take care of it themselves, so people in the company help to reply.
However, Zhang Zhong did not agree. He did not need such a people-friendly personality.
"Thank you, Teacher Zhang." He Cancan and the others said
"You're welcome." Zhang Zhong waved his hand, and then said, "Oh, by the way, in order to reward your good habit of loving reading, Teacher Zhang is going to send you a few books. If you have any books you want to read, you can tell me.
I’ll give it to you later.”
"We don't know either..."
Several children looked at each other, probably embarrassed to mention it.
"Okay, then I'll give it to you. If you don't like to read the book I gave you, don't blame me." Zhang Zhong straightened up and said to Cai Xianming and the others, "Two leaders, Principal Wu,
We have been staying in this library for a long time. Let’s go somewhere else to see it. I also want to see what an ordinary classroom in our school is like.”
Wu Donglai walked to the front and said, "Teacher Zhang, please come over here, two leaders."
Zhang Zhong and the others followed Wu Donglai to the classroom next door.
After entering the classroom, Zhang Zhong smiled and said, looking at the decent blackboard at the back of the classroom, "Principal Wu, this blackboard was not made just because we were coming, right?"
"No, no, our school has a blackboard newspaper competition. Every class has a blackboard newspaper, but the level of each class is different. The class we are in now is a third-grade class, and the blackboard newspaper in this class is still very good." Wu Donglai
said.
"Don't be nervous, I was just joking. Activities like blackboard competitions are very good, and they can discover students' hobbies and talents. Does the school have art classes and music classes?" Zhang Zhong asked again.
"These must exist. There are regulations above. Schools must set up these courses, and the class hours are also stipulated. We can't violate the regulations." When he said this, Wu Donglai said a little embarrassed, "But we
The school does not have dedicated art teachers and music teachers, and other teachers take these two courses on their behalf.”
"If there are other teachers who have a foundation in painting or music, it's okay to take over the class," Zhang Zhong said.
"Actually, I can teach you some basic things." Li Qiuyun next to him said, rubbing his head.
Zhang Zhong looked at his performance and said in surprise, "You don't want to be a part-time cultural and sports teacher?"
Li Qiuyun nodded sheepishly, "Well, I have also studied painting for a while before, and I can teach some basic things."
"It's good to be able to teach a little bit. Children still can't lack these things." Zhang Zhong said.
This situation in Anping No. 3 Primary School is very common, and it is the same in many rural primary and secondary schools.
Originally, there were few art teachers. As schools in cities pay more and more attention to art subjects, art teachers who originally worked in rural areas continue to move to cities and towns.
As a result, there are fewer and fewer art teachers in rural areas, and art courses in many schools can only be provided part-time by cultural teachers.
Zhang Zhong feels that art education is very important for students, even in rural primary schools.
It’s not that he thinks these rural schools will produce any great artists, he simply thinks that it is a wonderful thing for children to have some art to accompany them as they grow up, and it is very good for their physical and mental health.
Especially in elementary school, it is the golden time for them to be exposed to these things.
To put it more realistically, when they reach middle school, their schoolwork will become increasingly stressful. They need to study hard for their future, so how can they have any time to spend on these "meaningless things".
Zhang Zhong was about to say something when he suddenly felt his clothes being pulled by someone. He turned around and saw Peng Peng holding up one hand and tugging on his clothes with the other.
"What's the matter with you?" Zhang Zhong asked.
Pengpeng waved at Zhang Zhong furtively, gesturing for him to listen attentively.
Zhang Zhong rolled his eyes, but still bent over and put his ear close to it.
Pengpeng touched Zhang Zhong's ear and whispered, "Dad, I can also draw. I can teach them how to draw."
Zhang Zhong glanced at his daughter and said, "You are still learning to paint yourself, but you want to teach others."
"I can teach others. Liu Minya usually teaches for me. Many students in Meng Mu Xiaozhu are also taught by me. Teacher Xu said that I teach very well." Peng Peng still whispered.
Pengpeng's voice was indeed quite low, but Xu Yuhan next to her still heard it. She smiled and said, "Pengpeng hasn't finished her art homework today."
When it comes to homework, Pengpeng immediately collapsed.
"Well, not yet." Pengpeng said weakly.
"Then finish it here and finish it with other children." Xu Yuhan said.
Zhang Zhong knew what Xu Yuhan meant, so he turned to Wu Donglai and the others and said, "It just so happens that Yuhan is an art teacher and can give lectures to the students, if any students are willing to listen."
"Of course they are willing to listen. If it comes to other classes, some may not be willing. But in this music, art and physical education class, there must be a lot of students willing to take it. So, I will make arrangements now and a classroom will be vacated soon." Wu Dong
Lai said quickly.
"Okay." Zhang Zhong looked back at the newspaper and said with a smile, "I was wondering if I should also teach the children a lesson."
Wu Donglai's eyes lit up, "What about a Chinese lesson?"
"No." Zhang Zhong shook his head, then pointed to the playground, "Physical education class."
…
In the end, Zhang Zhong did not give any physical education class to the children, but he did attend a basketball game between primary school students.
They are all children, so their skills are naturally not very good, but the atmosphere is quite good.
Mainly because Wu Donglai told them that they would get prizes if they won, so they were very motivated.
But later, both the winning side and the losing side got the prizes, but the winning side's prize was a thick book, and the losing side's prize was a thin book.
The prizes are very simple, but the children who got the books were very happy.
Later, Xu Yuhan gave an art class to the children, and the atmosphere in the class was very good.
Because he only had this class, Xu Yuhan did not teach the children specific things. Instead, he picked up some interesting things and taught them about them. The purpose was to make the children interested in art.
After one class, Li Qiuyun said distressedly, "After Teacher Xu's class, it will be difficult for me to take art classes in the future."
"I think it might be better. The children are more motivated and the teachers are much more relaxed." Zhang Chong said with a smile.
"If I were a professional art teacher, the class would be much better, but I'm not. With Teacher Xu Zhuyu in front of me, I don't know what to teach." Li Qiuyun looked at Pengpeng again, "Fortunately,
The students are not as good as Pengpeng, otherwise it would not be me teaching them, but them teaching me. Pengpeng’s paintings are really amazing.”
Zhang Zhong patted the young male teacher on the shoulder and said, "Come on."
He has a good impression of young teachers like Li Qiuyun who are willing to go to the countryside to teach. It is these people who are needed for rural basic education in China.
But Zhang Zhong also hopes that one day the country's basic education will no longer need young teachers to generate energy for love, and will be able to operate well on its own.
Only in this way can long-term stability be achieved.