Jung brought back four or five plates from the buffet table, either large chicken thighs or roasted whole lamb, plus extra cups of ice cream and doughnuts sprinkled with frosting. One person occupies a small half of the table.

Due to the large number of people eating at the same time, several others had to share a table with Jung. They are all specially appointed experts from Europe and the United States in the past two days, and they can be regarded as comrades-in-arms in the same trench.

There was a white-haired old lady at the same table, who only ate some vegetable salad and bread, and seeing Jung eating and drinking so much, she couldn't help but remind: "Young man, you are already overweight, you have to control it." ”

Jung shook his head, "Don't be afraid, I can lose weight no matter how much I eat now." The goal is to lose 50 kilograms in half a year. Don't you feel your appetite has increased since you came here? Let's have a chicken leg. ”

Fried chicken thighs, golden appearance, charred skin and tender meat, fragrant and fragrant, smell the smell of people drooling.

The old lady was slightly stunned, looked at Jung's posture and sighed, "Okay, maybe what you said is right. My appetite has really improved a lot these days, and my mental state is good.

I've been on a diet for years because of certain diseases, and I've almost forgotten what meat tastes like. But the Light really made a difference to me. Please give me a chicken leg, I decided to make an exception. ”

"Very happily." Jung pushed his plate full of drumsticks in its entirety, and he asked in passing, "What are you professional?" ”

"Medicine, Neurosurgery." The old lady said.

Jung turned his head again and looked at the stranger on the other side of the table, "What about you?" ”

The stranger, who was in his fifties, with a rigid expression, picked up a piece of pizza on the plate, and casually responded: "Polymer materials." ”

Jung asked one more. The answer was: "Optics, mainly for satellite observations." ”

The majors of the people at the table are very different, and they are basically completely out of bounds, so you can imagine how big the plan of the 'Holy Light' is.

Jung sighed several times, wanting to say something but not knowing how to say it. He was a little apprehensive, but it didn't affect his appetite. After lunch, he felt sleepy and returned to his hotel suite to decide to take a nap.

At the same time, in the student dormitory not far from the hotel, dozens of learning teams crowded into a limited space are facing the learning tasks assigned by their respective tutors with sad faces.

Zhou Qingfeng appeared at the hotel on time at this moment. He is well aware of the situation of students from all over the country. Some of the trainees are from national research institutes, and their abilities are still a mess. Many incompetent people enter the system solely on the basis of connections.

'Holy Light' has selected a group of people who have a positive attitude towards learning to join them. Their ability is really not good, so naturally it is up to the president to push it.

Every day at 2 noon and 8 pm, the goblins come to help the special experts and students. First of all, it's still 'suggestion'.

Suggestion is not useful at low level, at most hypnotizing the caster to get a good night's sleep. But after the high level, there is a lot that can be 'hinted'.

For example, let the distinguished experts keep in mind the confidentiality guidelines, so that one of them does not accidentally leak the news.

Implicitly, the recipient may also ignore some unconventional phenomena or become accustomed to sudden abilities.

The experts and trainees who were hinted at went back to their rooms to rest after lunch. Sophia came out to bless them with 'Fox Cunning' and temporarily boost their intelligence.

The thinking of link network access experts and trainees constitutes a semi-open 'group chat'.

The brainstorm is in operation.

Jung was in a half-dreaming state, obviously sleeping, but his thoughts were extremely clear, as if his soul had left his body. His eyes were closed, but he could see himself standing in a classroom, and a dozen students in front of him were staring at him.

With the blessing of the 'Fox's Cunning', Jung's head was moving a hundred times faster than usual. The cadets of his team started with the simplest English words and fired at him like a barrage of questions.

If it were normal, Jung would not have bothered to answer such a low-level question. But at this moment, as soon as his mind turned, he didn't need to move his mouth, dozens or hundreds of answers rushed out of his mind and were directly instilled into the minds of the students.

Unlike the dead knowledge read by the Arcane Scholar's Touch, the Brainstorm conveys living knowledge that can be used directly.

In the interactive teaching scenario, there is a positive feedback interaction between the instructor and the mentee. When one student asks a question, the others learn the same.

Jung found himself unable to control the pleasure of being a good teacher. The seemingly reckless student absorbs knowledge with great efficiency, and many questions tickle his itch every time.

More than a dozen students can join forces and draw inferences from one case and integrate their knowledge.

In the high-speed transfer of information, there are some basic knowledge that even Jung himself has forgotten or even ignored. The process of teaching is like 'rumination of an old cow', which is the sorting out and adjustment of one's own knowledge system, which is also very rewarding.

Uplifting, exciting, enjoyable, true learning is always a joy.

In about ten minutes, hundreds of thousands of questions were asked within the team, and the language barrier was easily broken. Communication between teachers and students has become more convenient.

You don't need to talk about it, you just need to think about it. Even if one student's thinking is incomplete, other students can supplement it. Individuals become groups, and knowledge spreads rapidly.

There are dozens of specially appointed experts from the West in the hotel, corresponding to dozens of study teams and nearly 1,000 students. In the link network, the first 10 minutes are spent on internal learning discussions with small teams.

Ten minutes later, Zhou Qingfeng opened the thinking barrier between the teams, and experts and students from different disciplines communicated with each other.

For example, let medical students understand some concepts of polymer materials, or let the instructor of optics teach some popular science knowledge to students who learn mechanical transmissions, or vice versa.

Interdisciplinary content is disseminated within large groups, and each person understands something about developments outside of their own system. This goes a long way in expanding your horizons.

When the fifteen minutes arrived, the teachers and students were mentally exhausted, and the link network was gradually disconnected. Zhou Qingfeng and the strange maids will take action to reassure everyone involved in the 'Mind Storm' to ensure their physical and mental health.

For Jung, it was like participating in an 'Athenian gathering', where he served as a teacher to preach his knowledge to the world.

Being able to say what you want to say is a supreme enjoyment.

Jung had planned to take a half-hour nap. But when he woke up, he found that it was dark, his stomach was empty, hungry, uncomfortable with hunger, and he had a strong desire to eat.

Getting up and hurrying into the bathroom to dispose of metabolites, Jung looked in the mirror and found that something was a little different. But he was very hungry, so he changed his clothes and went to the restaurant.

Instead of eating Western buffet today, Jung decided to go to the restaurant's newly opened Turkish kebab stall tonight to fill his stomach with fragrant meat cubes.

In front of the barbecue stand, the old medical lady who had met at noon was serving a plate, and when she saw Jung, she greeted him: "Young man, you seem to have lost a lot of weight." ”

Skinny?

Jung touched his fat and found that the belt he usually put in the largest compartment seemed to have really shrunk by a notch. He was both happy and surprised, and thought to himself, "The effect of the group's potions is better than before." ”

There was a scale in the restaurant, and Jung wanted to weigh it, but he found that he still weighed more than 200 kilograms. So he went to the bathroom again to look in the mirror and found that he was ......

Maybe, maybe, probably, like, seems to be a little thinner.

"Ah....., that's a good thing. I can finally eat openly, and I'm not afraid of growing meat. ”