Chapter 292 First Day of Class
Although today was a preview class, and students could choose not to come, Zuo Shan silently counted the heads in the classroom; there were a total of 25 cubs.
It seems that all the first-year students in the beginner class are present, with no one missing.
She couldn't help but exclaim: "Are first-year students already doing practice tests?"
Having studied for over a decade in her previous life, she didn't actually want her son to repeat the same path.
But when she thought about the tuition of 5 million per academic year, she felt that it was acceptable to cut back a little.
The college's classrooms are designed with high technology, with desks and chairs arranged in a circle, in two rows.
The first circle is for the cubs, and the second circle is for the children's tutors. It's one-on-one, so no one will sit randomly.
The podium was round, and the teacher sat in a comfortable chair. A transparent rectangular sheet was placed on a shelf in front of her, somewhat like the sheet music placed in front of a musician.
When the teacher was lecturing, he didn't need to say a lot; he just poked and prodded at the thin piece of paper that looked like a quantum computer.
Then, holographic letters and images popped up, accompanied by clear and pleasant children's voices.
Forgive her for being such a country bumpkin; she'd never seen the high-tech computers of this wasteland world. The only electronic device she'd ever used was the wristwatch on her wrist.
The teacher first taught the pronunciation of the pinyin letters in a 30-minute class, teaching 6 simple vowels and 8 consonants, averaging one every two minutes. This speed is quite fast for a real preschool child.
However, the teaching methods here are indeed very vivid. For example, when the teacher points to the vowel 'a', a three-dimensional image of 'a' appears in front of everyone's eyes.
It also features a cute little doll with its mouth wide open, making a loud "ah ah" sound, combining audio, visuals, and text.
This makes it much easier to leave a lasting impression than when she was learning pinyin by simply reading it from the textbook.
After the 15-minute break, the second lesson began. After a brief five-minute review of what was learned in the first lesson, the remaining 15 consonants were taught.
Four lessons were held in total that morning, and all the pinyin was taught. Of course, the little ones couldn't possibly remember it all.
No problem, the teacher will send the teaching videos to the wristwatches of each tutor so that they can review them repeatedly for the students after class.
After half a day of learning, Zuo Shan finally understood why this college could still produce students who were good at scientific research even though its academic classes were only held for half a day every four days.
At the end of the school day, the teacher announced the content of the next lesson—learning all the strokes, and also told everyone that through two lessons, the children would learn to recognize characters.
Having a basic understanding of characters makes it easier to learn other subjects.
Their first year of junior class requires them to learn 800 commonly used Chinese characters, addition and subtraction within 100, the names and characteristics of 20 first-level mutated beasts, and 20 common edible mutated plants.
Zuo Shan glanced at the course arrangement and thought it was indeed simple and straightforward. As expected of a school in the wasteland world, the things taught were very practical, and the pace of teaching was also very fast.
Furthermore, judging from the 1:7 time ratio between academic classes and combat classes, the academy places more emphasis on cultivating students' combat abilities.
That makes sense when you think about it. After all, the people here are always at risk of being attacked by beast tides. No matter how much academic learning they do, it's not as good as strong fighting skills to save their lives.
Since it was the first day of class, the little ones were a bit impatient, but none of them dared to show it, and they all sat obediently in their seats and listened to the lesson.
Except for a few people who couldn't resist dozing off and were nodding their heads like chickens pecking at rice, they would be woken up by their tutor sitting behind them by patting, shaking, or pinching them, and then continue to listen to the lesson while trying to stay awake.
When the teacher announced the end of today's class, the 25 little ones couldn't help but jump for joy. It seems that children everywhere don't like academic classes, even if the class seems interesting, they will get bored after listening to it for a while.
As Zuo Shan walked out of the classroom, she sensed a malicious gaze. Turning her head, she saw Tsuzaki Yuko, whom she had met in the cafeteria at breakfast, staring at her fiercely.
She was leading a slender little girl by the hand. The girl's skin was slightly pale, and her lips were also somewhat pale, but her eyes were bright and she looked very intelligent.
But when he looks at people, there is sometimes a hint of gloom in his eyes, which is not like what a five-year-old should look like.
When the little girl saw her turn around, she gave her a shy smile, showing no sign of her potential to be a wicked woman.
Yuko Tsuzaki noticed the interaction between the little girl and Zuo Shan, so she lowered her head and said something to the little girl. Her gaze towards Zuo Shan then turned cold.
Zuo Shan was very perceptive of goodwill and malice. She sensed the coldness in the little girl's eyes, but she didn't pay much attention to it.
Aside from the fact that Ah Chen was her classmate, she and her son had absolutely no interaction with this mother and daughter with poison-type superpowers. So what if they were cold or warm?
I only ordered a small amount of food this morning, and 10,000 yuan was deducted from my meal card. Fortunately, the meat pie tasted pretty good, even though it only had oil and salt as seasonings.
According to Evan, the food in the college cafeteria is much cheaper and has a wider variety of options than what you'd find in restaurants outside.
However, Zuo Shan has plenty of fresh ingredients in her own space, so when she's not busy, she prefers to cook for herself.
Over the past few years, under Panda's direction, Xiaobao has almost amassed a complete set of kitchen appliances. Since there happens to be a kitchen in the dormitory, let's make one.
For lunch, Zuo Shan prepared rice and stir-fried dishes. Chinese people are used to eating stir-fried dishes from a young age, and she wanted to make as many stir-fried dishes as possible before she got too busy.
There were two dishes for lunch today: meatball stew with vermicelli and cucumber salad.
Cucumbers were among the seeds brought from the underground seed bank. After Zuo Shan successfully cultivated them, she naturally planted many in her plantation.
Cucumbers are one of her favorite vegetables. The best part is that they're easy to cook. Just smash them, add some scallions and garlic, drizzle with oil, and add a little salt, and you're good to eat.
After the meal was prepared, the mother and son were about to enjoy it when they heard a knock on the door.
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