Chapter 89: The Foundation of Top 985 Universities After sending Song Shiwei and Zhao Yuanyuan back to the dormitory, Chen Zhao himself returned to Dongyuan. Most of my roommates had already showered, and they were all talking about the first day of class with some anticipation. According to the college's course schedule, the undergraduate economics class is already fully booked tomorrow morning. The first two classes are "Ideology and Moral Cultivation and Legal Basis", and the last two classes are "Microeconomics", which will run from 8 . to 12 noon. However, "Ideology and Politics" seems to be a large class, and the class is held in the tiered classroom of the Lingyuan MBA building. There are more than 100 people from three classes attending together. In the afternoon, there will be two lectures on "Advanced Mathematics" and one lecture on "Global Community" given by professors in the school. The course schedule was distributed just before the end of the military training. When Chen saw it, he thought it was a bit exaggerated. There are only eight classes a day in high school, how come there is only one less class in college? Liu Qiming and Tang Juncai were complaining about why there was a subject called "Advanced Mathematics". In fact, real economics is not a liberal arts major where you can just memorize some key points from the textbook and fool around in the exam. Advanced Mathematics is a must-have course in the curriculum of top business schools, which strengthen students’ basic mathematical training and help them master rigorous quantitative analysis methods.
But they were just complaining. The lowest score of the six people in the dormitory in the college entrance examination in mathematics was 6, and Chen Zhe even scored 132. Who would think mathematics is difficult? Xu Mu and his friends even started taking notes early in the morning, but Chen Zhe was not so eager. He prepared the books for tomorrow's class, and then looked at the stock market while chatting with Yu Xian. Yu Baibai’s military training will not end until tomorrow, so the two of them exchanged class schedules and noted down each other’s free times. Chen Zhuo felt that the courses at Guangzhou Academy of Fine Arts were really simple, and often a whole afternoon was spent on "field research or sketching." The next morning at around 7 o'clock, everyone in dormitory 520 got up, washed up, and walked towards the cafeteria. Just like during military training, I met many college students on the road who also got up early, but they were not wearing camouflage uniforms. Of course, I still feel just as sleepy. After dinner, I went to the lecture hall, where several college students were sitting sparsely. Why do we use the word "片"? Because in the huge tiered classroom, these socially anxious college students are grouped in dormitories or classes, with one group sitting here and another group sitting there. It's like moss on a stone, growing here, leaving a blank space in the middle, and then growing there. However, as more and more students came in, they saw that the best seats in the back row or by the window were occupied, so they could only push and jostle 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 while listening to their roommates discussing which class had the most beautiful girls. Everyone was wearing camouflage uniforms before, and except for girls like Song Shiwei who had outstanding looks, the other girls looked basically the same. Now everyone has changed into casual clothes, and the colorful ones add a touch of youthfulness. Not long after, Song Shiwei and her roommates also showed up. Lingnan College has six classes in International Trade, Economics, Finance, Logistics, Insurance, and Finance. Three of them are taking the "Ideology and Politics" course together, and there is a great chance that you will run into Song Shiwei. But since we take this class together, it means that I will be able to meet the school beauty Song in the "Ideology and Political Theory" class this year. My 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 feelings, but he didn't feel anything. What's there to be excited about? He was cooking with Song Shiwei last night.
After Song Shiwei and her friends sat down, some of the boys who came later involuntarily moved closer to them, and subconsciously raised their voices when speaking, hoping to "inadvertently" show off their talents. Not long after, a middle-aged female teacher walked in. She is not tall, has curly hair, and wears the plaid blazer and skirt suit that women of her age like to wear. She looks steady and elegant. She is Professor Zhang Yu (without the title of associate professor) who teaches "Ideology, Moral Cultivation and Legal Basis". A quick search on the Internet will show that Professor Zhang Yu has a series of social titles and positions. When the class bell rang, Professor Zhang Yu said in a gentle voice: "Welcome everyone to my class..." These professors have rich experiences and they speak eloquently, combining theory with practice very skillfully, any of which can be given as an example. "I was teaching them at Gree a while ago..." Either: “When I was a lecturer at the Guangzhou Municipal Party School… Professor Zhang Yu certainly had no intention of showing off, but she just casually mentioned something that was already a level that ordinary people could not reach. This is undoubtedly a good opportunity for students to broaden their horizons and knowledge. Two ordinary politics classes can make everyone feel that time has passed so quickly. Maybe this is the ability of top professors. After the "Ideology and Politics Class", it was time for each class to have their own small lessons. Chen Zhuo and Song Shiwei were not in the same class. However, when going downstairs, the two met at the stairs. No one greeted the other. The two of them looked at each other lightly in the air, and then looked away tacitly, as if they were unfamiliar with each other. "Damn!" Chen Zhu wondered what was going on and why he felt a sense of satisfaction as if he was having an affair. Is this also interesting? The next two classes were "Microeconomics". When we arrived at the small classroom in the teaching building, a middle-aged male teacher was already standing on the podium. While debugging the computer courseware, he nodded and greeted everyone. The course schedule shows that his name is Professor Shao Hong (without the title of associate professor). He looks gentle and refined, but when he lectures, he reveals an extreme confidence in his professional knowledge. “What is economic behavior?” When the class bell rang, Professor Shao Hong asked this question first. More than 30 people in the classroom didn't know how to answer. Some students glanced at the textbook and read: “Economic activity refers to the production, distribution, exchange, and consumption activities carried out by individuals, households, businesses, or other organizations to meet needs…” "Don't look at these." Professor Shao frowned and said, "This kind of textbook is not for you to learn. It is for the students of Guangjin Guangcai to read." Chen Zhuo didn't know why Professor Shao wanted to mention those two schools. Later he continued, "When I compiled this textbook, I mainly considered the issue of facing the general public, but it didn't include you. You just need to follow my courseware." Chen Zhuo flipped through the title page of the book.
Wow, the editor-in-chief is Shao Hong. As expected, to be hired as a professor at Zhongda Lingyin College, one must be quite capable. When everyone had thrown 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, "If you and your girlfriend want to go to the movies, and the movie tickets are worth 100 yuan in total, but on the way to see her, you accidentally lost another 100 yuan in cash, what is the difference between the two 100 yuan?" Everyone says there is no difference, because everyone has read "Reader" in high school, and there is a piece of chicken soup in it that says there is no difference between a brand new 100 yuan and a worn 100 yuan. Professor Shao shook his head and smiled, saying, "If I say it again, when you go to the movies and find that the movie you paid 100 yuan for is not good, you don't want to waste the money and endure to finish the movie, or leave and do other things." Everyone expressed their opinions, and Professor Shao said that this is called sunk costs. It means that a person chooses an investment with poor returns or even long-term losses, but does not want to exit hastily because he has spent money... Chen Zhuo was a college student at a 985 university in both his past and present lives. He found that these professors all had one characteristic when giving lectures: They are not bound by textbooks and even "look down on" old-fashioned and backward textbooks. They have their own set of academic viewpoints and theoretical research. It is difficult to say who is right or wrong. In universities like Peking University and Tsinghua University, one department is often divided into several academic factions. Smart students will learn dialectically, while not-so-smart ones will be easily "brainwashed". Anyway, being a student in such a top university is a very brain-intensive thing. In fact, it is better to go to Guangdong University of Finance and Economics. Just remember the definitions and explanations in the textbooks during class and memorize them before the exam. It was only after graduation that students from Tsinghua, Peking University, Fudan University and Jiaotong University gained a certain understanding of economics. Guangjin suddenly felt completely in the dark. He had long forgotten those rigid definitions. He couldn't help but reflect on what he had learned in college. After listening to two eye-opening classes of "Microeconomics", the bell rang at 11:50 am. Chen Zhuo was planning to go out for dinner with his roommate, but unexpectedly Qi Zheng called and asked if Chen Zhuo was free now, as he had some documents that needed to be printed on the computer. Chen Zhuo had to put his meal aside for the time being and hurried to the comprehensive building, where he met Director Wang Ji of the Development Planning Department. Director Wang did look quite old, wearing reading glasses and with gray hair. However, Qi Zheng, the head of the Budget Management Section who used to ignore everyone, appeared very respectful in front of Wang Ji. Although Wang Ji is only a director of a department at CUHK, the Development Planning Department is roughly equivalent to the "National Development and Reform Commission". If he were placed in an ordinary undergraduate college, he would at least start as a vice president on a full-time basis. "A new work-study student, a freshman at Lingyuan named Chen Zhe." Qi Zheng first introduced Chen Zhuo's identity. "Hello, Mr. Wang." Chen Zhuo also greeted politely. You can’t call him “Director Wang” at this time. You are a student now, so you must learn to use this identity to reasonably build a closer relationship with him. Wang Ji said "hmm" and didn't ask Chen Zhe in detail why he came here. He handed a handwritten speech to Chen Zhuo and said, "I'll be in the office all afternoon. If you come across a word you don't understand, come and ask me." "it is good."
Chen said calmly. ······ (I finish one chapter around 8:3000 ., and I find that writing words always takes a little while.) (End of this chapter)