Zhou Shengbei Qian is very interested in class 15.

After a meal, he asked a lot about the rest, and cloud painting also answered a lot.

"This plan is well formulated. If the pilot project in your school is successful, it can be promoted to the whole province and even the whole country in the future, and it is also hoped to be awarded by the Ministry of education." Zhou Sheng said with a smile.

"There's no exaggeration." Yun Hua smiles, "in fact, those who are willing to learn and are willing to change are only lack of methods, while those who are not willing to learn can't do anything."

"That's true." Zhou Shengbei Qian said with a smile, "but not everyone can think of effective methods."

"Well, we're going to miss the teacher now. But I'm afraid most of the teachers won't accept the conditions I put forward. " Yun Hua can't help sighing, "but all teachers with good teaching quality are basically old seniority. They also pay attention to their own authority, and they are not willing to give the management power to the students."

"What can I do if I can't find a suitable teacher in the end?" Zhou Shengbei Qian asked.

Cloud painting was silent for a moment, and then said, "if we can't find it, we can still follow our previous plan and become teachers by ourselves."

"With the deepening of knowledge in the future, I'm afraid this method will be very difficult." Zhou Shengbei Qian said.

Yunhua nodded, and she understood that Zhou Shengbei Qian was telling the truth.

Junior high school knowledge is also step by step, but in the end it is a little bit superficial, but in high school, students have no way to replace teachers.

Therefore, if we do not solve the problem of teachers, their "learning slag counter attack plan" is probably too limited!

"If only there were video teaching." Yun Hua sighed.

If, like later generations, any mobile phone can video, it will be much simpler, and teachers can teach through video.

"It's not difficult to record videos of excellent teachers' lectures, but interaction and Q & A are difficult." Zhou Shengbei Qian said.

"Yes." Cloud painting also has no good way, "now only hope to find a suitable teacher."

Cloud painting moved her hand. The pink wound in the palm seemed to be better, but she knew that it was still painful when she moved it. In fact, it was not good at all.

"May I ask you another question? How did you think of writing a novel? Or such a theme I have read your novels. They are very novel, both in style and in perspective. " Zhou Shengbei Qian asked.

Cloud painting gently coughed, a little embarrassed, "it's just fantasy."

"I think the rationality of your story is good. If there are medical professionals crossing through, according to what you write, the feasibility is still very high. I have noticed that even though the woman you wrote about is more and more sought after, her heart has always been out of tune with that world. Why? " Zhou Shengbei Qian asked.

Yun Hua pursed her lips, "because for her, the world is not real enough. Kangxi has a lot of great achievements, can be called a very wise monarch, but she is still looking at Kangxi dialectically. No matter how great Kangxi is, it can not cover up the fact that he is a feudal monarch, dictatorship. In feudal society, no one had human rights, even the sons of Kangxi. Every modern person can't accept the fact that the monarch must die. Although she has passed through, there are still things around her to remind her that this is a feudal society without human rights... "

www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!