Zhou Shuo thought for a while and said with a wry smile: "What are you thinking about? You are talking to me. Don't put your mind on this. It's not your turn to worry about the teacher's work. Learn your practice with peace of mind."

In the end, the dignity of the teacher still gave him the idea. He is a teacher, how could he let these simple children come into contact with the complex and darkness of this society so early?

"I'm 17 years old!" He Youyou pouted and protested: "Isn't it just to use the back door to rely on relationships? Isn't this the case in this society? Do you think I don't know anything!"

Zhou Shuo said with a lot of laughter and cry: "It's not what you think, but you also use your relationship to go through the back door! I really don't know where I learned it at a young age. Be careful of my reactions with your parents."

He Youyou wrinkled his nose and said annoyedly: "Hmph, Teacher Zhou, you really bite Lu Dongbin and don't know the good people's hearts."

"Okay, OK, teacher, thank you for your concern, isn't it okay? It's almost time to end the term, you have to focus all your energy on your studies, so don't think about adults' affairs."

After finally persuading He Youyou away, Zhou Shuo sat alone in the computer room. His head was leaning against the window and looking at the playground below, but he was thinking about where he should go.

When Zhou Shuo experienced these things in his previous life, he was just a young man who had not been working for a long time, and was tricked by fate and went with the flow. Although it was something that happened to him, he really didn't know much about the inside story.

Gao Shuai? Strange, did He Youyou tell him this name?

Zhou Shuo sorted out his thoughts, but found that there was little information in his memory. It seemed that this incident did not happen to him at all. He was just a little bit of an impression of the process: there were rumors that he was going to be pushed away early, and then someone from the Municipal Education Bureau came to attend the open class. Finally, the school notified him that he had been transferred without waiting for the final exam.

But the name Gao Shuai was clearly seen in the online classmate record. Later, the classmates criticized Gao Shuai and became a computer teacher, and they simply read the script. During class, they asked everyone to play minesweeping, cards, and nothing was paid to the class...

As for what path Gao Shuai took and what tricks he used behind his back...

He had no interest in inquiring. Zhou Shuo was always too lazy to go to do something or pay attention to it. After all, he was still young at that time and firmly believed that gold could shine anywhere.

Of course, his bad temper has not changed at all in the past twenty years. Anyway, if you don’t keep me here, you will have to stay wherever you are. If you don’t keep me everywhere, I will go to the sea!

Zhou Shuo was thinking rather than thinking about how to stay in the second high school as a teacher, but rather whether to stay in the second high school as a teacher. After all, going into the sea is a fearful choice for others, but it is a smooth road for him. Even if you are just sitting there and waiting to die, buying some stocks, speculating on the land, and eating and drinking for the rest of your life is not a problem.

But if a person does not have to work hard for survival in his life, he must always pursue some pursuits.

Going into business? Zhou Shuo recalled Li Baogui's words in his mind.

"The group's mission has always been only one, that is: 'Make Money'!"

Make money, then be manipulated by money, become a slave to money, and forget the ideals of life?

Sorry, Zhou Shuo is not that kind of person. If his ideal can be bought with money, it will be astronomical money. Who can make 200 billion US dollars per person? And even if he makes money, his ideal cannot be realized without enough talents.

Yes! Zhou Shuo clenched his fists and thought hatefully. Is China in the future short of money? It has long been lacking. But China's chip manufacturing industry still cannot catch up with any of the United States, Japan, and South Korea. Why? Because what is lacking is talent!

He swore in his heart: Then let me start from here, this time I will change my way to realize my ideal!

This spacious computer room is Zhou Shuo's private area. Few people would disturb him when there was no class. After sitting for an afternoon, when it was time to finish school, he thought a lot in his mind, but still couldn't make up his mind how to deal with this handsome challenge.

The next day, on Saturday, Zhou Shuo got up early. 1994 was the first year to implement the weekend system. However, Zhou Shuo organized a computer interest group at the second high school, and the event time was set on Saturday morning. I have to sigh, being a teacher is really not free!

Zhou Shuo rode his sophomore 28 bicycle to the school and headed straight to the computer classroom. When he opened the door, more than a dozen students were already sitting in front of the computer waiting for him.

"Brother Zhou is here!" "Hello Brother Zhou!" "Good Brother Zhou!"

When the students saw Zhou Shuo come in, they greeted him one after another. The form of interest groups is different from formal classes. Zhou Shuo hopes to create a relaxing atmosphere as much as possible. Here, they are just some people with the same interests and like-minded people, no teachers, no students, only friends.

Before he could sit down and get hot, a boy raised his hand and shouted: "Brother Zhou, come here, I have a question here. Look at the Hannover Tower game I wrote, how should these variables be defined..."

"Brother Zhou, I have a problem here, how should this subroutine call function be set?"

"Let me tell me first, Teacher Zhou! This recursive algorithm made me dizzy!"

Zhou Shuo wiped the sweat that did not exist on his forehead, raised his hand and surrendered, "Take it slow, I am not Sun Wuzi, I can't cut it into eight petals!"

Zhou Shuo explained computer knowledge to his classmates one by one. He did not forcefully ask these students to learn what they had to learn, but let them choose the content they were interested in, so the problems they faced were also varied. After he walked around the computer room, he couldn't help but sigh at the talent of these students.

Perhaps their program writing is not formal, their knowledge is not solid, and their skills are not skilled. But this cannot conceal the trace of spirituality that occasionally flashes in their programs. If they have unrestrained ideas, they already have infinite possibilities.

Seeing them, Zhou Shuo was as if he had seen the dawn of his ideal realization.

Zhou Shuo sat back on the seat of the teacher computer. Only his teacher computer was a brand new 486-configured computer in the entire computer room, which was much better than the old antique 386. However, there were no switches in the computer room, and these 386 computers were not equipped with network cards. His so-called teacher computers were not able to control every student's computer like the teacher computers used in future teaching.

After walking around, he saw more than a dozen computer systems. Because the students were not familiar with the operation, they all had problems of one kind or another. However, because the problems were different, there was no quick way to debug, and it could quickly restore an effective system. This made Zhou Shuo start to miss the one-click restoration functions of future computers. In fact, such functions are not complicated. As long as data compression and restoration coverage can be performed, there are no special requirements for the performance of the computer.

He had just had some ideas, and before he could write down a few letters, the door of the computer room was suddenly opened. Zhou Shuo raised his head and saw a bald middle-aged man walking in. He quickly stood up and said, "Director, why are you here?"

The person who came was named Gao Wendi, who was the academic director of the second high school. After hearing Zhou Shuo's words, he couldn't help but frown and snorted: "Why, can't I come?"

Zhou Shuo touched his head and smiled and said, "I don't mean that. Today is not Saturday. It's rare to see you from school."

Gao Wendi's face turned darker when she heard this, and she asked back: "Then are you saying that I'm not enthusiastic enough about work?"

After hearing this, Zhou Shuo smiled in annoyance and said to himself: "Look at my stupid mouth, Director, please don't be as knowledgeable as me."

Gao Wendi looked at Zhou Shuo with deep meaning and said quietly: "Then you have to pay attention. You can't be a good teacher if you are stupid."

Before Zhou Shuo could read the profound meaning of Gao Wendi's words, Gao Wendi turned his head, looked at the students sitting in the computer room, and asked, "What's going on? Why are there so many students in the computer room?"

Zhou Shuo quickly replied: "This is our computer interest group activity."

Gao Wendi inspected the computer room and looked at Zhou Shuo and said, "Teacher Zhou, it's not that I said you, when is it now? You are still holding an interest group activity? What is important for students now is to review cultural courses so that they can meet the upcoming final exams. How can you increase their learning burden?"

Zhou Shuo was stunned when he heard this and said, "But the students are very enthusiastic about studying. I can't stop them from studying."

Zhou Shuo couldn't help but wonder. Although the final exam was indeed coming, his interest group was full of high school students, and his learning tasks were not as terrifying as the senior year of high school. The academic director's hand was a bit long.

"Don't you have any idea of ​​the overall situation?" Gao Wendi looked at Zhou Shuo hatefully and said, "A course like you should make way for cultural courses at critical moments and take the initiative to reduce the use of students' learning time. You don't have this awareness?"

Zhou Shuo frowned and retorted: "Director, I think learning computer knowledge is also very important. The future society will be an information society. If you don't know how to use computers, there is no difference between illiteracy..."

"Okay! Stop talking!" Gao Wendi interrupted Zhou Shuo's words rudely and snorted coldly: "Are you taking the computer in the college entrance examination? You are just an extra-staff teacher. No matter how important computers are in society, they must be ranked behind cultural courses in schools. Computer courses are just quality education content like music and art. Only courses that can be taken into college are important, not messy courses. You have to understand this!"

Gao Wendi's words made Zhou Shuo stunned. He was not against focusing on cultural courses. However, these students were only in the first year of high school and had plenty of time to learn something they were interested in, rather than burying them too early in the days of writing and asking questions. But he was facing the academic director who formulated the teaching plan. How should he refute him?
Chapter completed!