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Chapter 89 The heritage of the top 985 schools

After sending Song Shiwei and Zhao Yuanyuan back to the dormitory, Chen Zhu himself returned to Dongyuan.
Most of the roommates have taken a shower, and they are all talking about the first day of class with some anticipation.
According to the course schedule of the college, the undergraduate economics class is already fully booked tomorrow morning. The first two classes are "Ideological and Moral Cultivation and Legal Foundation", and the last two classes are "Microeconomics". They will be held from 8 a.m. to
Twelve noon.
However, "Thinking" seems to be a big class. The class is held in the lecture theater of Lingnan MBA Building, with more than 100 people from three classes taking it together.
In the afternoon, there will be two special lectures on "Advanced Mathematics" and one "Global Community" lecture by a professor in the school.
The curriculum was sent out before the military training was about to end. Chen Zhu thought it was a bit exaggerated when he saw it.
There are only eight classes a day in high school, so why do you only miss one class in college?
Liu Qiming and Tang Juncai were complaining about why there is still a subject called "Advanced Mathematics".
In fact, real economics is not a liberal arts major. Just memorize some key points in the textbook and fool around in the exam.
The courses of top business schools must include "Advanced Mathematics", which trains students to master rigorous quantitative analysis methods through strengthening basic mathematical training.
But they just complained about it. The six people in the dormitory all had the lowest math score of 132 in the college entrance examination. Chen Zhu even scored 140. Who would think math is difficult?
Xu Mu and the others even started taking preview notes early, but Chen Zhu was not that busy. He prepared the books for tomorrow's class, and then chatted with Yu Xian while looking at the stocks.
Yu Baobao's military training ends tomorrow, so the two also exchanged class schedules and noted down the other's free time.
Chen Zhu feels that Guangmei’s courses are really easy, and he often spends the entire afternoon “collecting styles or sketching.”
At around 7 o'clock the next morning, everyone in dormitory 520 got up. After washing, everyone walked to the cafeteria.
Just like during military training, I met many college students on the road who were also early in the morning, but they were not wearing camouflage uniforms.
Of course, being sleepy is still the same.
After dinner, I came to the lecture theater and saw several college students sitting sparsely.
Why do we use "piece"? Because in the huge lecture hall, these college students are grouped in dormitories or classes. A group sits here and a group sits there.
Just like moss on a stone, there is a piece of moss growing here, a piece of moss in the middle, and another piece growing there.
However, as more and more students came in, they saw that the feng shui spots in the back row or by the window were all occupied, so they had to push each other to fill the middle seats.
Several people in the dormitory, even Xu Mu and Chu Yuanwei, who loved studying the most, were flipping through books and listening to their roommates discussing which class had the most beautiful girls.
Before, everyone was wearing camouflage uniforms. Except for Song Shiwei, who was very good-looking, the other girls looked basically the same.
Now everyone has changed into casual clothes, and the colorful ones have more youthful colors.
Not long after, Song Shiwei and her roommates also appeared.
There are six classes in Lingyuan, including international trade, economics, finance, logistics, insurance, and finance. Three of them are taking the "Thinking" class together, and there is a high probability that they will meet Song Shiwei.
But since this class is taken together, it means that this year's "Sixiu" can meet the Song school beauty.
The roommates were all very excited. They could see Song Shiwei during class, and they felt even more excited at eight o'clock in the morning.
Chen Zhu understood everyone's mood, but he didn't feel anything at all.
What's so exciting? He and Song Shiwei were cooking together last night.
After Song Shiwei and the others sat down, some of the boys who came after them involuntarily approached their group, and then subconsciously raised their voices a little when speaking, hoping to "unintentionally" reveal their strengths.
Not long after, a middle-aged female teacher walked in.
She is not tall, has a small curly hair, and is wearing a plaid suit and skirt that women of this age like to wear. She looks stable and elegant.
She is Professor Zhang Yu (without associate) who teaches "Ideological and Moral Cultivation and Legal Foundation". A casual search on the Internet shows that Professor Zhang Yu has a series of social titles and positions.
The class bell rang, and Professor Zhang Yu said softly: "Welcome to my class..."
These professors have rich experience and speak eloquently. The combination of theory and practice is very clever. Casual remarks are an example.
"I gave them lessons in Gree a while ago..."
Either:
"When I was a lecturer at the Guangzhou Municipal Party Committee Party School...
Professor Zhang Yu definitely didn't mean to show off, but she just mentioned one thing casually, and it was already in a realm that ordinary people couldn't access.
This is undoubtedly a good opportunity for students to broaden their horizons and knowledge.
Two ordinary politics classes can make everyone feel that time flies so fast. Maybe this is the ability of top professors.
After finishing "Thinking Course", the following are small lessons for each class. Chen Zhu and Song Shiwei are not in the same class.
But when they were going downstairs, the two met at the top of the stairs.
No one said hello to anyone, the two looked at each other in the air for a moment, and then moved away in tacit understanding, as if they were unfamiliar with each other.
"wipe!"
Chen Zhu thought to himself what was going on and why he felt like having an affair.
Is this also interesting?
The next two classes were "Microeconomics". When we arrived at the small classroom in the teaching building, there was already a middle-aged male teacher standing on the podium.
While debugging the computer courseware, he nodded to everyone.
The course schedule shows that his name is Professor Shao Hong (without an associate). He seems gentle and gentle, but when he starts teaching, he reveals an extreme confidence in his professional knowledge.
"What is economic behavior?"
When the class bell rang, Professor Shao Hong first asked this question.
There were more than 30 people in the classroom who didn't know how to answer. Some students glanced at the textbook and said after reading:
"Economic behavior refers to activities such as production, distribution, exchange and consumption carried out by individuals, families, businesses or other organizations to meet needs..."
"Don't look at these."
Professor Shao frowned: "This kind of textbook is not for you to learn, it is compiled for the students of Guangjin Guangcai."
Chen Zhu didn't even know why Professor Shao wanted to cue those two schools. Later he continued: "When I compiled this textbook, I mainly had to consider an issue for the general public, but you were not included. You just follow me.
Just follow the courseware.”
Chen Zhu looked at the title page of the book.
Good guy, the editor-in-chief is actually Shao Hong.
Sure enough, being able to be hired as a professor at Zhongdaling Institute of Technology really means you have a lot of skills.
When everyone threw the textbook aside, Professor Shao said with satisfaction: "Before explaining the definition of [economic behavior], let's first understand a few names. The first one is called Mental Accounting."
"that is."
Professor Shao rolled up his sleeves and said loudly: "Suppose you and your girlfriend want to go to a movie. The total value of the movie tickets is 100 yuan. On the way to find her, you accidentally lose another 100 yuan in cash. What's the point?
What’s the difference between two 100 yuan bills?”
Everyone says there is no difference, because everyone has read "The Reader" in high school, and there is a chicken soup in it, which means there is no difference between a brand-new 100 yuan and an old one.
Professor Shao shook his head and said with a smile: "If I say it again, when you go to see a movie, you find that the 100-yuan movie ticket is not good. At this time, you don't want to waste the ticket money, so you have to endure it and continue to watch it, or leave first.
Go do other things."
Everyone expressed their opinions, and Professor Shao said this is called sunk costs.
It means that an individual has chosen an investment that has poor returns or even long-term losses, but he doesn’t want to quit hastily because he has spent money...
Chen Zhu was a college student at a 985 institution in his two lifetimes. He found that the lectures given by these professors had one characteristic:
Regardless of being limited to textbooks or even “looking down” on old-fashioned and backward textbooks, they all have their own set of academic viewpoints and theoretical research.
It’s hard to say who is right and who is wrong. In colleges like Qingbei, one college is often divided into several academic factions.
Smart students learn dialectically, while less smart students can easily be "brainwashed". Anyway, being a student in such a top university is also a very brain-consuming thing.
In fact, it is better to go to Guangjin. Just remember the definitions and explanations in the textbook during class and memorize them before the exam.
It's just that after graduation, when the Qing Dynasty and northern China resumed diplomatic relations, these students had a certain understanding of [economics].
Guangjin's eyes suddenly darkened. Those rigid definitions had long been forgotten. He couldn't help but reflect on what exactly I had learned in college?
After listening to two eye-opening sessions of "Microeconomics", the get out of class bell rang at 11:50 noon.
Chen Zhu was planning to go out for dinner with his roommates, but Qi Zheng suddenly called and asked if Chen Zhu was free now and that he needed to print some materials on the computer.
Chen Zhu could only put aside the matter of eating first, and hurried to the complex building, where he also met Director Wang Ji of the Development Planning Department.
Director Wang does look very young. He is wearing reading glasses and has gray hair.
However, Qi Zheng, the head of the budget management section who turned out to be arrogant, seemed very respectful in front of Wang Ji.
Although Wang Ji is just a division director at CUHK, the Development and Planning Division is actually equivalent to the "National Development and Reform Commission". If he were placed in an ordinary undergraduate college, he would at least start as a full-time vice president.
"A new work-study student, Chen Zhu, a freshman in Lingnan."
Qi Zheng first introduced Chen Zhu’s identity.
"Hello, Teacher Wang."
Chen Zhu also said hello politely.
You can't call me "Director Wang" at this time. You are a student now, so you must learn to use this status to reasonably close the relationship.
Wang Ji said "hmm" and didn't ask too much about the reason why Chen Zhu came here.
He handed a handwritten speech to Chen Zhu and said, "I'll be in the office all afternoon. If you encounter words you don't understand, come and ask me."
"good."
Chen Zhu said calmly.
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(I finished a chapter around 8:30 in the evening, and I found that writing 3,000 words would always delay it a little.)
Chapter completed!
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