The Imperial College chief priest asked again: "Will the class start tomorrow?"
Song Jinxiu smiled and said, "Don't worry, this is my first time at the Imperial College. I'll just take a look around and sit in on the classes today, okay?"
She knew how the teachers here taught and was curious. After all, she was going to be a teacher, so it was necessary for her to learn from the experience of the ancients.
"Okay, then I'll start making arrangements from tomorrow. Zhang Feng, you can accompany Dr. Song for a while."
The chief academician of the Imperial College handed the person over to Zhang Feng and left.
Zhang Feng took her to visit the Dianpo Hall, the Shengyan Hall, and the Zhangjiao Hall in the Imperial College.
That is, the modern library, teaching office and school cafeteria.
Song Jinxiu was interested in these things and asked: "I want to go to the classroom and take a look. Can you tell me how the students here work in class?" ”
The Imperial College is the Tsinghua University and Peking University in Cangwu, and the students are generally between 14 and 25 years old.
Zhang Feng said: "We have three grades in the Imperial College plus an advanced class.
There are 1 class for first-year students and the semester lasts for one and a half years.
After one and a half years, students who pass the exam will enter the second year, and the semester is also one and a half years.
The first grade lasts for one and a half years.
Then, students who pass the examination and are proficient in both classics and history and good at both arts and sciences can enter the Ratesing Hall to study. This advanced class usually lasts for one year. ”
The students of the Imperial Academy also followed the school system.
Students at Setsung Hall accumulate knowledge by passing exams. You can graduate after reaching eight levels.
Song Jinxiu asked: "What grade is the nearest one from here?"
Zhang Feng said: "The second-year monastic hall."
"Okay, let's go to the monastery and have a look."
What a coincidence, at this moment the monastery hall was giving a mathematics lecture.
It talks about the calculation problem of a square field.
The doctor of mathematics held an abacus in one hand and kept praising and praising others, which made Song Jinxiu feel tired for him.
The students below also stopped calculating. No matter whether he really understands or not, the abacus beads have to make a sound, otherwise the doctor will say he is lazy.
Song Jinxiu stood by the window and quickly attracted the students' attention.
"Hey, look, there's a woman outside the window."
"Who? Your sister?"
"Shh, keep quiet, don't let the doctor find out."
In order not to affect the students in class, Song Jinxiu moved away.
She said to Zhang Feng, "Go and get that student's textbook for me to see."
Soon, Zhang Feng came over with a book.
Song Jinxiu opened it and took a look.
"There are fields with a width of 56 steps each. I ask how many steps the fields are. The answer is: 10 mu plus 16 steps."
This is the problem that the PhD in mathematics just asked his students to brag about.
The unit of length here is 놆step. One acre of land is divided into twenty-four square steps.
A very simple length times width area conversion problem.
At this time, Song Jinxiu could still hear the sound of abacus in the classroom. Does it take so long to solve one problem?
After roughly flipping through the mathematics book and looking at two classrooms, Song Jinxiu had an idea in mind.
The class was over at noon, and the teaching doctors, teaching assistants, etc. returned one after another.
Song Jinxiu returned to the Doctoral Hall.
"Master, I need a big blackboard. I am short, and I also need to build a podium."
Song Jinxiu put forward her request, which immediately caused a lot of rolling eyes and whispers.
After seeing Song Jinxiu's arrogance in the morning, she was relatively quiet at this moment. The doctoral student, the teaching assistant and others who had just started the class and met her for the first time were very dissatisfied.
Who is this?
What? Did she finally get a doctorate? Are you kidding?
What does a kid this young know? Does this mislead young people?
Their granddaughters are older than her, so why let her be on equal footing with them?
놊, even if they are flat, the other person is obviously a head taller.
"Dr. Song, right?
You can become a doctor of mathematics if you only know the Nine Causes of the Great Dao. How many of these mathematical collections have you read, including "The Art of War", "Wucao", "Jigu", and "Haidao"? ”
Song Jinxiu: Do you believe what I said? Did China's 5,000 years of mathematical heritage evolve from these basic mathematics?
"I say, Miss Song, teach students in accordance with their aptitude, impart knowledge and resolve doubts. All of these require a foundation in mathematics.
You don't know anything. Why don't you just write down the Nine Causes of the Great Dao and give it to us, and we will teach you, okay? ”
Written for you?
Song Jinxiu looked at the person who was speaking with a smile. Do you think the only thing I know is the multiplication table?
What is the multiplication table? It's drizzling, okay?
"That's right. I'm over fifty years old. I've been studying mathematics for forty years. This is the first time in my life that I've seen a girl become a doctor of mathematics."
Song Jinxiu glanced at him and thought, "Oh, you have been studying for forty years, but you spend half a day to solve a square acre problem?" Then have you lived these forty years in vain?
"This is the Imperial College, not your boudoir. If you want to move the foundation, you need to ask the Ministry of Revenue for permission. There is no one here to play house with you, what about the podium and blackboard?"
Zhang Feng looked at Song Jinxiu's half-smile and the uneasy feeling in his heart came back.
These great scholars from the Imperial College were so popular that once Dr. Song started talking, she would just pat her butt and leave, and the teaching assistant would be in trouble.
He waited for Song Jinxiu to speak, and then said quickly, "Don't ask the Ministry of Revenue for permission. I'll take care of it. Do you have any other instructions, Dr. Song?"
Song Jinxiu glanced at him. What is this man afraid of?
She looked at the Imperial College's chief priest and said, "Sir, I want to give lectures in the largest classroom in the Imperial College. This is the classroom I drew. Please have someone decorate it like this.
In addition, when I talk about new content, everyone comes to listen, regardless of grade or age. ”
In the past, she was still hesitant about how to teach this math class, and she was thinking of just following the math textbook from her previous life.
If she decides, she will have to prepare the lessons again based on the textbook content here and the ancient times.
"Master Jijiu, I am sorry to trouble you with this matter."
With that she stood up and left.
Zhang Feng quickly asked, "Doctor Song, are you going to the cafeteria? Zhang Feng invites you to eat, okay?"
According to custom, Song Jinxiu would treat her staff to a meal on her first day at work so that she could integrate into the ranks of the Imperial College teachers more quickly.
But judging from the child's appearance, he has no such plans.
You're still young!
Zhang Feng thought that since he was Dr. 께's teaching assistant, he might as well do something for her.
How could Song Jinxiu know all this? No matter where she went before, she would always be treated to meals by others.
She shook her head and said, "I suddenly remembered something I need to discuss with His Majesty. I'll go to the palace first and then eat."
Watching Song Jinxiu walk away with big strides.
Everyone looked at each other in silence.
"Hahaha"
Suddenly, a doctor slammed a book on the table and said in a sarcastic tone: "I really admire this girl. Who the hell is this girl? She even said, 'I have something to discuss with His Majesty. I have to go to the palace.' Who does she think she is?"
"Master Jijiu, it is a disgrace to let such a person be a doctor."
"Your Majesty, are you just going to learn the Nine Causes of the Great Dao? Just let this little girl present it to you?"
If you want to reward her, just give her an unimportant position and keep her there. Why give her a doctorate in mathematics? Still a total doctor? ”
Someone else said, "I think we should jointly write a memorial to the emperor to remove her from the position of chief doctor of mathematics. As for the Nine Causes of the Great Dao, at most she can be given an assistant teaching position.
Chief Doctor, she deserves the position! ”
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