Chapter 193: The First Cadet
Douzi: Chinese is definitely a compulsory course. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info If a person can't even express his thoughts in a suitable language, how can he live? How can I learn further? Isn't the physical education course arranged for physical training and basic exercises? Mineralogy is the basis of refining tools and arrays, if you don't even know the materials, how can you refine tools and arrange arrays? Of course, children should start with the basics.
Ping'an: I only know that the disciples of the Refining Sect will only learn one thing as soon as they get started—refining weapons, and the first task of all the disciples seems to be refining a cup that will automatically boil water and keep it warm. They might only know two or three materials, but they were already beginner refiners.
Douzi: I'm here at the Bean Bao Academy, don't talk to me about the Refining Sect. In my territory, you have to listen to me, whether I am right or wrong.
There are some things that are not good for peace to be picked out and said. As long as there is a little hope of children, they will choose to join various sect forces.
Only people who are super waste materials or whose identities are restricted will rub some knowledge in the Bean Bao Academy.
For them, the cultivation path has basically closed the door to them.
If they can learn the basics, know the material, be well-informed and memorized, and become a well-informed and knowledgeable person. In the future, I will either do my own business of pouring materials, or help others to manage and manage, and I will always be able to eat. I won't live in a bean bun building for the rest of my life.
Douzi didn't think about cultivating them to be strong, but just thought that it was better to teach people to fish than to teach them to fish, so that they could have the ability to feed themselves and their families in the future, which was enough.
Only after graduating from elementary school and entering junior high school will Douzi release some knowledge on the road to the strong.
In Douzi's view, as long as they can complete the assessment of six years of primary school, these people cannot be regarded as waste wood.
Even if their cultivation is still not good, and their cultivation is still low, they must have become knowledgeable scholars in some aspect, and they already have the ability to be self-sufficient in the universe, and they have the spare energy to study how to go further.
In the primary school curriculum, in addition to the two compulsory courses of Chinese and physical education, Douzi arranges more than a dozen pure knowledge accumulation elective courses such as geology and mineralogy, plant herbs, life anatomy, and cosmic geography; There are art courses such as painting, music, poetry, and chess; There are also courses such as workplace drilling, marketing planning, and sophistry and power schemes.
If they can graduate from primary school, these children can become successful people without relying on force. Even in this world of fist fighting, people with brains can always find a better way to live.
Douzi didn't expect Ping An to understand her painstaking efforts, as long as Ping An could do it. Douzi also knew that her opinions might not be all right and thoughtful, and she could only say that she would try her best to absorb the opinions of others and improve the educational setting of Doubao Academy, but she had no intention of changing her original intention.
Long Zhan had been sitting next to him, and when he saw that Douzi was about to close the dialog box, he couldn't help but say, "Xi'er, you have set a very good path, and now that you have the first person to set foot on this path, aren't you going to reward him?" ”
Douzi thought, "Oh yes." The exam I did was so boring, he actually took it. Whatever the reason, it's all about me, and should I reward him? Brother Long, what should I reward him? ”
Long Zhan said, "You might as well see what he needs." ”
Douzi asked Ping An to send the information of the first enrollee. Ping An immediately sent Douzi the self-filled information sheet of the students of Doubao Primary School and his main records in the Doubao Building.
Wu Zheng, human, male, fifteen years old. Parents: None.
The first batch of members of the Lonely Desert Star Bean Bun Building. At that time, he was only eight or nine years old, and he was about to starve to death, because he was born weak, he did not dare to enter the children's combat zone, so he ate in the bean bun building.
This is a long time to stay.
When he was 10 years old, he made his first donation to Doubaolou - three star coins. Donation Postscript: Sister Doubao, today I helped people settle accounts in the market and got five star coins. I'm so happy. Thank you sister for teaching me literacy and numeracy.
(Seeing this, Douzi has infinite resentment: When did I change my name to Doubao again?) )
After that, he would often donate a star coin or two.
At the age of twelve, he donated 100 star coins at a time. Donation postscript: "Sister Doubao, because I write beautifully and calculate well, I was favored by the director of Nancheng No. 1 and asked me to do things for him, responsible for helping him record the number of goods in and out of the warehouse." I was able to support myself. ”
He was also one of the first to take the kindergarten graduation examination. He had already gotten his diploma. It's just that the amount of donations has never been enough to make up 1,000. Come to think of it, his income has not been high.
This year, at the age of fifteen, he finally received an admission notice for the first grade of Doubao Elementary School. He was very happy and wrote on the admission information form: "Sister Doubao, I will study hard." No one looks down on me, but I'll keep trying. One day, I will become an alchemist. ”
According to the data, until now, Wu Zheng's cultivation has only been at the level of a ninth-class soldier. This cultivation, on the earth, is very powerful, but here, it is the most scummy existence. Needless to say, this man is very gifted.
Douzi's heart was suddenly congested, and his eyes were red.
Long Zhan said, "Xi'er, do you want to change his fate? ”
Douzi looked at Long Zhan, "Of course, I founded the Bean Bao Academy for this purpose." ”
Long Zhan said, "Give him a reward that can completely reverse his fate, right?" ”
Douzi's eyes lit up and he grabbed Long Zhan's arm. "Brother Long, you teach me, what should I do?"
"Reward him with ten milliliters of dragon blood and a phoenix from the flames. In less than a year, he would be a true refiner. ”
Dragon's blood, beans have. Long Zhan has given her a lot, and it is still a god emperor-level dragon from Long Zhan's grandfather. The phoenix is far away, and she also has a lot of it.
"Okay, I'll reward him." Douzi was about to text Ping An immediately.
Long Zhan stopped her. "There will be more and more people at Bean Bao Academy. You can reward one person like that, and you can reward ten people too. Years from now, 100,000,000 people, what will you do? ”
Douzi glared at Long Zhan: "Obviously, you told me that I could do this, but now I can't say it right." So what do you say? ”
"There are rewards and punishments, and rewards and punishments are clear. Whether it is a reward or a punishment, there should be a law to follow. Xi'er, you should set up your own reward and punishment mechanism for Doubao Academy. You can say that he was the first to enter primary school, so the special prize, which came later, does not occupy the first place, and the prize is a little worse, which is naturally convincing. If he is not convinced, he can be the first to be admitted to middle school......"
Long Zhan spoke carefully to the beans. Long Zhan has already regarded the Bean Bao Academy as the cradle of Bean's cultivation of personal power. He's teaching Beans how to be a leader.
Douzi himself is very ignorant and has no sense of leadership at all. felt that Long Zhan was reasonable, so he did it. However, Long Zhan wanted her to make clear the reward and punishment method of the academy, but Douzi disagreed. (To be continued.) )