Chapter 493 Motivation

In the Tower of Ivory, students can actually be quite relaxed in their studies.

After enrolling, you will have one month to choose your mentor for the next few years - this is a two-way selection process. The mentor will select the student, and the student will also select the mentor's level.

Some popular courses in large classrooms are naturally open to all comers, while some open courses are themselves compulsory. Some classrooms may only accept two or three students every year, or even none for several years.

But choosing a mentor is inevitable.

Depending on the choice of the tutor, the next coursework will be divided into easy and difficult ones. Some teachers are so rigid and strict that students will be so busy that they have cerebral hemorrhages.

And some teachers don't care at all, and the students will just be idle and moldy for the next four to five years.

In addition to other required courses, students will choose two to three elective courses based on their credit needs.

Their main college life is to study under the guidance of their instructors until their skills and abilities meet the instructor's standards, and then they officially graduate.

Although there may be uneven quality, Ivory Tower has strict standards for teachers, and the students they teach are basically guaranteed.

Under such circumstances, the issue of classroom resource allocation naturally arises.

The Ivory Tower is so big, it is actually no problem to prepare a separate classroom for each teacher.

But this is the only place where the school is stuck.

Thanks to the harshness and unkindness of the vice principal, the allocation of classrooms can only be described as stingy.

This is also a spur to teachers themselves in another sense.

Although there are many vacant classrooms, they are basically used by everyone in turn. Just like a regular university class, you finish the lecture and I take over.

As a course lecturer, the prerequisite for obtaining a formal seat in the teaching and research office is whether you can get a classroom of your own.

Otherwise, within the school's internal divisions, those who do not have their own classroom will always be classified as teaching assistants and be inferior to others.

"Now, do you understand the problem you have to face?"

Anton showed a gloating smile: "In addition to the teaching position screening by the vice principal, at the same time, you must fight for a classroom of your own."

"Is it very urgent?"

Huai Shi noticed a different meaning: "What rare opportunity is there?"

"There are only three opportunities a year for classroom changes and adjustments."

Condra, the alchemist who lectured on transmutation, took over and continued: "They are the beginning of the year, the middle of the year and the end of the year.

However, the main tendency at the end of the year is to approve the budget, and at the beginning of the year, last year's results are considered. New teachers who want to get their own seats and classrooms only have this chance at the beginning of each school year.

Out of care for new teachers, the Academic Affairs Office will give certain preference to new teachers during evaluation. If you can't get it this year, you will have to compete with other new teachers next year. "

This is the competition that Ye Su mentioned to Huai Shi.

This is also the reason why the little kid Martin once regarded himself as his biggest enemy.

Huaishi suddenly understood.

At the same time, I also felt tremendous pressure.

"This is fatal to art classrooms like ours." Kelly smiled: "You should understand what I am referring to, right?"

It is true that the importance of each course is different, the extent to which the excellence of teaching can be reflected is limited, and the level of judgment is often ambiguous.

But what’s even more terrible is that there are many art courses that are immeasurable.

"For example," Kelly said, "There is no course time for oil painting. As long as the submitted work is approved by the instructor, you will graduate.

In principle, it is possible to enroll on the first day and graduate on the second day——"

He paused and smiled proudly: ""By the way, that person is me. On the third day, I became a lecturer in the classical oil painting classroom and had my own classroom. "

Andrea interjected from the side: "Since then, until now, in seventeen years, only twenty-three people have graduated from the oil painting classroom."

"Ahaha, I can't help it. I'm asking too much, right? But now the students are indeed too stupid, which is always disappointing."

Commenting his students indifferently, Kelly shrugged and looked at Huai Shi: "If you were the Academic Affairs Office, would you have a way to evaluate my contribution and my level?"

If Huai Shi were in the Academic Affairs Office, he would probably want to gouge his own eyes.

That such a casual teacher can take charge of a classical oil painting classroom can only mean one thing - he is so good at oil painting that even if he does nothing but fish every day, it will be enough for the Ivory Tower to pay for him. .

"And the other extreme is the guy next to you."

Anton pointed at Condra.

He lectured on transmutation in alchemy.

"The class period is one session per month, six hours at a time, five hours of which are for students to conduct experiments on their own, and the teacher will be responsible for giving guidance. The teacher is responsible for distributing teaching materials, and the students conduct self-study. After five years of working step by step, I got the stone You can graduate with the qualification certificate from Kebao Institute.”

Andrea sighed: "In other words, this guy actually teaches no more than twelve hours a year, and in five years, the students only spend less than sixty hours in class."

Condra, who was already a little drunk, couldn't help but sneer.

"I would like to teach more, but that requires the principal's consent. To be honest, doing this kind of preschool-like work is simply disgusting if you do it too much."

He glanced at Huai Shi and his expression became strange: "You should be able to understand, right? Young man, as far as I know, you have rich attainments in metal science."

Huai Shi naturally knew what he was referring to.

One of the basic principles of alchemy.

Everything has a price.

And knowledge is the most luxurious.

This is the standard of the Ishikama Society.

Regardless of one's own talent and ability, if one wants to grow alchemy, one needs krypton, and a lot of krypton, like a bottomless pit of krypton.

And no matter how much krypton is spent, there is often no sound or movement at all.

This is the hidden meaning of the name alchemy - unless you are talented enough to make gold out of nothing, it is best not to choose this path of no return.

Unlike scholars, alchemy requires true genius, not a mass of mediocrity.

Only the truly wise can grasp its essence.

People like Huai Shi who rely on their soul abilities to increase their proficiency level have already reached their limit. Further up, if there are no other opportunities, it is basically impossible.

Because of this premise, there are only five or six students who sign up for alchemy every year, and the rest are mostly professionals sent by the Stone Cauldron Society for targeted training, just like the waiters who specialize in providing shredded onions for restaurants.

Except for a few core disciples, the others are not even students at all.

It's just a short crash course.

"In comparison, the teaching achievements of scholars are truly quantifiable. As long as students have excellent academic performance, it will not be difficult for teachers to occupy a place in the teaching and research office."

Andrea shrugged slightly and glanced at Huai Shi pityingly: "This is your biggest problem."

Huai Shi's two positions.

Lecturer on classical music appreciation.

Assistant teacher of Abyssal Botany, and one of them.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn’t look like a place where you can express your talents in a short period of time.

You know, abyssal ecology is a big course, and it is a required course. All students in the school must take it, and it also has one of the largest classrooms in the school.

What Huai Shi, the teaching assistant, has to do is to help the real master of the classroom, the lecturer on abyssal ecology.

If you are lucky, you can participate in the process of preparing lesson plans. If you are unlucky, you can only serve tea and pour water.

If you want to be on stage, that’s just a dream!

If the students have good grades, that is the credit of the lecturer. What does it have to do with you, the one who helped them?

Huaishi is not so arrogant that he thinks he can replace the original lecturer. He succeeded in counterattacking from the bottom to the top. It is too ridiculous - all his abyssal phytobiology is the passive accumulation of mountain ghosts, and his ability can only be said to be above average. How can he compare with others? Professional fight?

And classical music appreciation...

How to evaluate? how to teach?

If you play the tape for an hour each time in class, it can be regarded as appreciation. Do you need everyone to write down their thoughts and submit it in the next class?

Elective students only have two classes per month.

In one year, Huai Shi could not finish his poems, let alone Bach.

This is a problem.

Huai Shi pinched her chin and fell into thinking.

no.

He felt that he had to do the whole job.

Seeing him lost in thought, the expressions of the seniors also became slightly satisfied.

The main purpose of their coming here tonight is not to say how welcoming Huai Shi is, but more to give Andrea face. At the same time, let’s see if the Prince of Paradise who caused a stir a few days ago is really here to mess around.

In a sense, this is an investigation by the teaching and research office of Huai Shi, a newcomer.

If he really intends to do his job well, the seniors won't mind giving Huai Shi, a newbie, a chance to help him.

But Huaishi really came here to dawdle and paddle.

Haha, goodbye.

I wish you success in your career in the Astronomical Society, and don't try to get involved in the Ivory Tower matter.

Even if I can barely stay, I can only be a transparent person.

Just stay there for four years and then leave.

Now, at least in terms of attitude, Huaishi has given a perfect answer. So they had already mentioned what should be mentioned, and after finishing the meal and chatting for a while, they left one after another.

The last to leave were Anton and Andrea.

The old man was a little drunk and it took him a long time to recover, but Andrea wanted to drive him back.

After Andrea went out to drive, he put on his coat and looked back at the young man who had sent him to the door.

Then, his expression became solemn and serious.

"Mr. Huaishi, there is something I think I should say to you. Even if this is not what a guest should say, it is not within the scope of politeness."

He put on his glasses and said solemnly: "I have no prejudice against you, I also believe in your talent, and sincerely hope that you can make a difference in the ivory tower - even if this may be just a short time in your life." Just a short trip.

But there is one thing I hope you can understand: for many students, these five or six years in the Ivory Tower may be their most important opportunity to turn their lives around. "

"As teachers, we have to make a difference," he said.

Naturally, Huai Shi would not refute the teachings of the elders.

It can be said that Professor Anton's words have given high hopes to Huai Shi, a junior. How could he not appreciate it?

Besides, Huai Shi felt guilty in her heart after all.

He believed that he had no talent as a teacher. Half of the time he came to the Ivory Tower was chasing ducks, and the other half had nowhere to go.

The reason for working so hard is for Shao Siming's destiny.

He accepted Professor Anton's words from the bottom of his heart.

He didn't give any loud and clear assurance, he just nodded seriously.

"I remember."

Professor Anton laughed.

"So, I have a lot to say today." He put on his hat and nodded goodbye: "I sincerely hope that we can get together again someday. By then, it will surely be a celebration for your official entry into the teaching and research office."

"Goodbye, Teacher Huaishi."

"Goodbye, Professor Anton."

Huaishi watched the old professor get into the car and gradually go away.

For a long time, I couldn't help but sigh softly.

Looking up at the night sky of the Ivory Tower, I felt the pressure again.

Become a qualified teacher?

It doesn't sound easy.

Huai Shi thought about it and couldn't help laughing: "In short, let's work hard first."

He turned around and walked into the house.

For the first time, I felt sincerely motivated to work on the Tower of Ivory.

And in the car that was gradually going away, Andrea glanced at the old professor in the passenger seat in surprise: "You are so gentle, Anton. I originally thought you would make everyone unable to get off the stage."

"Why?" Anton asked.

"Huh? Don't you hate political interference in academics the most, and don't like those people who come with impure intentions?" Andrea said, "I remember when we were at the meeting, you were the first to vote against it, right?"

"What does an eighteen-year-old boy know about politics? What impure purpose does he have here?"

Anton shook his head and couldn't help but sigh:

"What I was originally worried about was not that his intentions were not pure, nor that he would do nothing. What I least wanted to see was someone bringing the rough style and habits of the Astronomical Society's inspectors into the ivory tower."

He was silent for a long time and said softly: "We are a school, Andrea. Even if it is an Ascended Organization, we are still a school. This is a place for teaching and educating people, not a place for swords."

Andrea laughed: "I remember you were a soldier before, right?"

"Ah, before I retired, I was a lieutenant colonel in the Russian Federation. Logically speaking, I should be superstitious about violence and swords."

Anton looked out the window at the quiet campus and the bright lights in the study room in the distance, and his expression softened: "But even if knives and swords are the real power, here, they must give way to the truth. . Otherwise, would the existence of the Ivory Tower be meaningless?”

"I can't say enough about you."

Andrea shook her head and sighed, "So, what's your impression of our Prince of Paradise?"

"He's better than me."

Recalling the boy's eyes that had never been contaminated by violence and blood, Anton smiled sincerely: "He will definitely become a good teacher, for sure."

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