Kagawa sat in his seat and turned on the terminal, looking at the slow installation progress bar on the light screen of the terminal, and couldn't help but complain about how thick this textbook was.

As far as the eye can see, the eighth class of the first year of high school is in the same state: using personal terminals to receive learning materials from the teaching terminals on the podium.

But this loading speed is slow enough! How slow it is like installing Windows!

"Hmm...... The speed is a bit slow, probably because the campus private network is now being used for transmission. Zhu Bingwen looked at the students frowning and staring at the picture, and showed a wry smile: "All high schools use the same set of servers, and this school is open, and they are all passing on textbooks." ”

"Can't we discuss with each other and stagger the time?"

The brown-haired male student sitting in the front row by the window couldn't help but complain.

"An average of 3,000 students in a boat group are in high school, even if the 24 hours are averaged, there are still nearly 120 schools transmitting textbooks at the same time, assuming that there are 350 new students in one school, there are more than 42,000 students in 120 schools extracting data from the server at the same time." Zhu Bingwen explained, "Usually classes don't use so many server resources, so this kind of problem will not occur, that is, it is more serious every time the new students start school." ”

"Isn't it possible to transmit it through a space-time network?" A boy with glasses in the front row raised his hand and said.

"If it is uploaded to the space-time network, it will cause a mixture of information flows, and secondly, it will be considered from the perspective of the ship...... Well, this is not convenient to say, if you are interested, you can check it out for yourself after class. Zhu Bingwen shrugged with a smile.

Isn't it just a balance of resources between ship groups? Kagawa raised her eyebrows, she had seen a similar discussion on the first day she had traveled over while investigating modern history, and at that time she was still thinking that she would fly to the universe in 30,000 years, and she was still doing this, to paraphrase a certain two-dimensional saying, the human soul is still bound by gravity.

"By the way, teacher, which subject are you responsible for?"

Qiu Manman suddenly asked, and everyone came back to their senses: yes, their homeroom teacher hasn't said what he teaches yet.

"I teach history, didn't you see it in the last class?" Zhu Bingwen said with a smile.

Oh, it's no wonder that history is so well talked about in the second class in the morning. Everyone suddenly realized.

"Teacher," Kagawa asked, raising his hand, "where did we learn our high school history?" ”

"From the dark virus crisis to the past two hundred years, the time span is relatively long, the high school curriculum basically revolves around the major events in the fifteen thousand years, and if you want to go to the events of the transition period, you have to wait until the time of college, although the history major of our ship group university is not as good as the eleventh ship group, but the courses of Tian Yuan 5000 years to the present still reach the average level of each ship group."

"Isn't there a Tianyuan 5,000 years ago?"

"The records of the first 5,000 years were basically lost in the dark virus crisis, and at most there are only the records of the voyages of the ships in the historical research institute."

Kagawa was silent, even the records of the Tengen Era were incomplete, let alone the records of the Common Era, and incomplete history would not be used as the direction of course learning, so wouldn't she have no advantage in various subjects?

The thought that he was going to finish three years of high school in a down-to-earth manner made Kagawa's head hurt. The good news is that Tianyuan's compulsory education in 20,000 covers from kindergarten to university, at least there is no need to fight for a head in the college entrance examination.

Because the textbook has not yet been transmitted, the students and teachers cannot attend the class, so the entire first year of high school simply uses this fourth class to communicate the feelings of teachers and students. The students of the eighth class of the first year of high school learned in the chat that their teacher Zhu Bingwen was originally from the first boat regiment, and due to the transfer of family work, he moved to the third boat group with his parents, and has lived here for more than 100 years, and he himself is now 302 years old.

"Teacher Zhu, you are so young!"

The classmates sighed that Kagawa once again felt the difference between the concept of life expectancy between modern people and people in the 21st century, and thought that there was a diner at home who looked about the same age as his father but was already over 200 years old, and thought that it would be better for him to adapt quickly.

Before the fifth class, Zhu Bingwen looked at the students in the class who had already chatted with each other, and he also had a plan in his heart.

So when the class bell rang and the students of Class 8 of the first year of high school sat upright and looked at the podium, they found that the five big words "class cadre selection" had been written on the teaching screen at some point.

Kagawa's eyes widened: Does the modern class cadre system actually retain?

"Originally, I was going to wait until two days to get you familiar with each other before starting the selection of class leaders, but thanks to Kagawa-san, you got to know each other faster than the previous students I brought with me, so let's just take advantage of today to set the class cadres."

Zhu Bingwen opened a list on the teaching terminal, on which were written the four job titles of class leader, deputy class leader, labor leader, and class activity leader.

Do you need to write so high-end and atmospheric? Isn't it the Labor Committee and the Literature and Art Committee? Kagawa thought.

She leaned back, as if she was watching a play. This kind of class cadre selection has nothing to do with her in her previous life, and she has no intention of mixing it in this life, but now of course she is watching her classmates perform.

"If you want to apply for class president, please raise your hand."

As soon as Zhu Bingwen's voice fell, several students in the class raised their hands, he entered the names of the students into the shortlist, and then said:

"Okay, then students who want to apply for deputy class president, please raise your hand."

"Huh?"

Kagawa's surprised questioning attracted the attention of the whole class, but it scared her very much.

"Huh? What's wrong? Kagawa-san: You also want to run for class president? ”

Saying that, Zhu Bingwen was going to add another name to the list of candidates for squad leader.

"No, no, no, I didn't mean that, teacher, don't fill it in."

Kagawa was embarrassed, she didn't want to add unnecessary trouble to herself.

"Why did you make a sound just now?"

"Uh......" Looking at the curious eyes of the teacher and classmates staring at her, Kagawa knew that if she didn't say anything, even if the teacher didn't pursue it, the classmates would definitely not let her go after class, "I'm wondering, why doesn't the selection of class leaders need candidates to come up to the stage to introduce themselves......?" ”

The more she spoke, the quieter her voice became, and the eyes of those who listened widened wider.

"Your materials are available in our school's teaching archives, and you are all familiar with each other after four classes in the morning, do you need anything to introduce yourself?"

Zhu Bingwen guessed something in his heart, but he still asked without changing his face.

"It's not the kind of self-introduction we have when we meet for the first time, but ...... Tell us about your intention to run for class and your aspirations for the position, for example, what style you plan to lead your class after becoming class president, and what you will promise to do......

And this way of campaigning? The students in the class suddenly realized.

Since entering the Tian Yuan era, all election selections have been handed over to AI to optimize the selection based on personal information and capabilities, and the form of speech election has gradually declined with the rise of AI technology after the Fifth World War.

"I see, there's another way." Zhu Bingwen showed an expression of sudden realization, "But how much credibility can I have based on my own statement?" Who knows if these candidates will be able to deliver on the promises they made in their campaign speeches? ”

"Uh......"

It is true that in the 21st century, many politicians have been unable to fulfill the promises they made in their campaign speeches, leaving the masses with the stereotype that politicians are tantamount to liars. On the contrary, in the modern era of valuing individual ability, there is AI to judge the level of individual ability, which greatly reduces this exaggerated speech performance.

Just when Kagawa wondered if he had said something superfluous, Ouyang Yating next to him suddenly spoke:

"So, how about combining the two forms?"

Combine? When the students in the class heard this, they began to think, Zhu Bingwen looked at the students' expressions and nodded silently in his heart.

"Ouyang, you go on."

"Thank you, teacher." Ouyang Yating stood up from her seat, "Divide the reference value of the personal campaign speech and the AI selection in half, let the selector evaluate according to the candidate's speech as a reference, and then refer to the selection results given by the AI, combine the two evaluations, and select according to the final result." ”

This form made the other students can't help but buzz with a discussion, Ouyang Yating sat down after bowing slightly, and then noticed the gaze from the right, and knew that it was Kagawa staring at her without looking.

This kid's mind is so flexible. Kami, a 21st-century man whose brain can't turn, thinks.

"It's a really good way to do it." Zhu Bingwen praised with a smile, and turned to look around at the students in the class: "Then, students who agree with trying to use this new form to select class cadres, please raise your hand." ”

Surprisingly, most of the people raised their hands, and a few who were too lazy to raise their hands, such as the brown-haired boy sitting in the front row by the window, were obviously too lazy to raise their hands.

"Okay, then let's take this new format, but it would be a bit abrupt to suddenly let everyone come up and speak...... In this case, let's save the presentation for tomorrow and make a shortlist for today. ”

Saying that, Zhu Bingwen turned around and continued to select the positions of cadres in other classes, and this time, there seemed to be more people raising their hands.