Chapter 11 Chapter 10: There Are Great Talents and Few Generalists in the World

one Who did Mao Zedong, who was reading English under a big tree in the downtown area at the South Gate, date? It was almost dusk, and a few off-work coolies, apprentices, and peddlers came to Mao Zedong, who was reading English, with poles, hemp ropes and other things. "Hey, are you all here?" Mao Zedong put away the book, "Okay, everyone, gather around, and the class will start right away! The word we learned today has a zi on the top, your own zi, and a big one on the bottom, big and small..." Next to the shelf cart, Liu Sanpai and other seven or eight ordinary people in the market squatted or sat in a circle. Among them, Mao Zedong was holding a branch and writing the word "smelly" on the ground.

"Isn't this the stinky word for the stinky tofu I like to eat?" A peddler recognized the word, and it seemed that he also had the same hobby as Mao Zedong. Mao Zedong nodded, and asked: "Look carefully, is there anything less in this word than that stinky word?" The peddler carefully distinguished, and a coolie on the dock next to him pointed to the word and said, "It seems to be a little bit missing, right?" Mao Zedong added that point, saying: "What kind of smell is disgusting? Smelly, what kind of people are disgusting? Those who are arrogant and think they are great, they are disgusting when they see it. So everyone will remember it in the future. , "Mao Zedong pointed at the various parts of the stinky character with a branch, "Zi, big, a little bit, it is annoying. How about this stinky word, have you memorized it? Okay, then I will say another word."

He first wrote the word "日" on the ground, which was obviously learned by everyone, and several people read it out. "Yes, the day of the sun." Mao Zedong wrote the word "He" on the ground again, "I also taught you this word, remember?" A few more people read: "He, the grass of the seedlings." "Yes, He Miao's He. With a good sun, what will happen to He Miao?" "Grow into a valley." "By the way, everything depends on the sun for its growth. When the sun shines, the seedlings will grow into grains, and when the time comes, they will be cooked into rice. When you smell it, um, how is it?"

"fragrant." "By the way, it's a word for incense!" Mao Zedong wrote out the word "Xiang" first, "When the sun shines on the seedlings, this is a fragrant fragrance. Do you remember?" "So this is Xiangzi... Remember..." Mao Zedong threw away the branch and slapped his hands: "Okay, today's class ends here. School is over." "Thank you, Mr. Mao." "Why are you being polite? Come back tomorrow, and I will teach you five more characters." The crowd dispersed, and when Mao Zedong looked up, Kong Zhaoshou smiled at him and said, "Mr. Mao, the class is very good. You are well-organized." Kong Zhaoshou often commutes between school and home on this road. Seeing that Mao Zedong taught people to read and write here, I thought it was just a coincidence that someone asked for advice, but this time I realized that Mao Zedong was doing it in a planned way.

Mao Zedong and the principal walked to the school side by side, and explained to him as they walked: "I am following Teacher Xu's daily routine." He said that a person should not always think about doing earth-shattering events, but should focus on Only by doing one small thing well every day and accumulating over time can we truly achieve great things. We discussed this principle in our study club, and we all felt that what Teacher Xu said was good. So we made an appointment, and each of us found one practical thing to do every day." Kong Zhaoshou said approvingly: "Your study club is still very impressive."

"Everyone can talk, and we'll get together soon." "Why do you think of teaching people to read?" "Study in a teacher's college. In the future, if you want to teach anyway, you can count it as an internship. The principal also said that education in the Republic of China is to focus on civilians. Who needs education most today, not those ordinary people who don't know a word?" Kong Zhaoshou stopped, and his smile gradually turned into seriousness: "Runzhi, you are right. The responsibility of teachers is to popularize education. Schools should think about things that should be done but have not thought about and done. You should think about it first. Did it, thank you."

Mao Zedong was a little embarrassed: "I didn't think too much about it. I just think that it's useless to just talk about everything. Only by doing it yourself is the truth." Looking at Mao Zedong, Kong Zhaoshou nodded seriously. two The second semester is coming to an end. On the bulletin board of the First Division, a large "Final Preliminary Examination Schedule" has been posted. On it is the examination schedule for each grade and subject.The tense atmosphere before the big exam was overwhelming. The students were passing by the corridor with their meals, and many of them were holding books in their hands while eating.

In the dormitory of Class 8, all the students are concentrating on reviewing.In order not to affect them, Yi Yongqi explained to Mao Zedong in the corridor outside the dormitory: "... mass is the amount of matter contained in an object; weight is the gravitational force exerted by the earth on the object." Mao Zedong was confused when he heard this: "But the two numbers are the same." "The numbers look the same, but they are actually two concepts." "The numbers are the same, but they are two concepts... Oh, I still can't tell the difference."

"It's okay, I'll tell you from the beginning again." "Brother Run," Xiao San ran over and handed two newspapers to Mao Zedong, "I brought back your newspaper for you." "Thank you." After receiving the new newspaper, Mao Zedong's spirit came back, "Yongqi, these physics and chemistry have made me dizzy. Why don't we take a break and I'll read the newspaper first." "Okay, then you can read it first." Yi Yongqi got up and went back to the dormitory. Opening the newspaper, Mao Zedong browsed the headlines, and a report about the defense of Paris in the European War first attracted him.After reading the report, his brows suddenly frowned: "Lin Mujin Appie? What does this mean?" Mao Zedong immediately ran to the library to check, but he couldn't find anything, so he simply took the newspaper again. Looking for Yang Changji, "I just wonder, what is this thing? Why did the French use it to transport the army so far in one night?"

Looking at this line in the newspaper, Yang Changji also frowned: "I have never seen this word before, probably it was transliterated from French?" After pondering for a while, Yang Changji stood up: "How about, go to Ask the other gentlemen." Yang Changji took Mao Zedong and asked each teacher.Yi Peiji, Li Jinxi... all the teachers looked at the newspaper, but couldn't answer.Fang Weixia said: "Lin Mujin Appie? Oh, I really don't know about this. I haven't been to France. As for French... By the way, I remembered that Director Ji came back from studying in France."

Yang Changji brought Mao Zedong to the inspector's office.Ji Mohong read the newspaper and said easily: "Oh, this is a word in French. It is usually used in a very elegant way in the upper class. If it is translated into Chinese, it can be called a taxi." "Taxi?" Mao Zedong didn't understand.Ji Mohong smiled, and he said seriously: "Do you know about cars?" Mao Zedong nodded, "I've heard that it's a kind of transportation machine invented by the Germans. I've seen photos in newspapers." Ji Mohong said kindly: "That's right. Lin Mujin Appie refers to the kind of car that is rented on the street and you can take a ride after paying. After you pay, the driver will take you to the place you want to go. We have rickshaws here, so we call them taxis." "Oh, it's TAXI in English." Yang Changji also understood.Ji Mohong smiled and said: "That's it. This report said that the German army attacked Paris. The French temporarily requisitioned 700 taxis in Paris and transported the troops from the rear to the front line overnight, so the city of Paris was saved. What? So, do you understand?" Mao Zedong clapped his hands and said: "Understood. No wonder the newspapers said that this is the fastest mobilization of troops in human history. Soldiers are precious and fast, that's why." He bowed excitedly to Ji Mohong: "Thank you, Ji Mohong gentlemen." "Thank you? Answering questions is our responsibility as gentlemen." Ji Mohong picked up his teacup and said casually, "Hey, Mr. Yang, when did the First Division add military courses? I haven't seen it in the education syllabus. what." Yang Changji was surprised: "There is no military course, it's just Mao Zedong's personal interest." "Personal interest?" Ji Mohong frowned, raised the teacup to his lips and stopped: "So, Mao, this is not your class?" Mao Zedong shook his head: "No. I am usually interested in current affairs and the military. I don’t understand, so I came to ask Mr. With a "bang", Ji Mohong put the teacup heavily on the table: "Play the piano!" Both Mao Zedong and Yang Changji were startled. As if realizing that he had lost his composure, Ji Mohong quickly controlled his tone: "Student Mao Zedong, as a student, you don't spend your energy on your own studies. What are you doing with these futile things? The war in Europe has something to do with you No? No! It’s very quick to understand a soldier, which subject score can you improve? No way! — By the way, there are still more than ten days until the final exam, and you will have a basic test for all your subjects tomorrow and the day after tomorrow , why don't you hurry up and study hard, can you score 100 points in all subjects?" Mao Zedong was stunned by his reprimand.Yang Changji shook his head and said, "Mr. Ji, you can't say that. If you encounter problems, ask for advice in time. This is also Runzhi's advantage!" "That has to do with schoolwork too! What is this? It's not doing business properly!" Ji Mohong shook his head, "If I had known it was such a question, I wouldn't have answered you!" He glared at Mao Zedong: "Why are you still standing here? ? Don’t you go back to review your homework?” "Goodbye, Mr. Ji." Mao Zedong was so angry that he turned around and left.Staring at Ji Mohong, Yang Changji seemed to have something to say, but after a pause, he just said, "Excuse me, Mr. Ji, and I'm leaving." As soon as the door was closed, Ji Mohong grabbed the newspaper and threw it into the wastebasket, "What? Mr. Itakura, the students are ignorant, and he also promotes bad habits, so he is so irresponsible for being a teacher!" three Ji Mohong had opinions on Yang Changji's way of educating students, and Yang Changji had a big opinion on Ji Mohong's way of educating students!He was very worried that Ji Mohong's treatment of Mao Zedong would dampen Mao Zedong's thirst for knowledge, so he told his old friend Kong Zhaoshou his worries. "How can Mao Zedong's stubborn temper be so easy to be hit?" Kong Zhaoshou comforted Yang Changji nonchalantly, "Hey, speaking of him, I remembered seeing him teach people how to read the other day. The seedling you are optimistic about is really good. Said It's a common problem for scholars to be full of hype, and it's a common problem for scholars. What I'm most afraid of is that our students will become like this. This Mao Runzhi is really extraordinary. Not only can he think and say, the most rare thing is that what he thinks of , just do what he is willing to turn into action, this is pragmatic." Yang Changji is very happy that Principal Kong can appreciate his beloved student in this way: "Runzhi's advantages are here. In fact, in terms of talent, he may not be particularly amazing, but when others talk about it, he always does it himself, so To grow up is to be faster than the average person..." Before Yang Changji finished speaking, the door of the principal's office was pushed open with a "bang". Huang Shutao rushed in angrily with a stack of examination papers in his arms, which shocked both Kong Zhaoshou and Yang Changji. . "Shu Tao, what's the matter? Who made you like this?" Kong Zhaoshou asked. "Who else? Mao Zedong!" Huang Shutao slapped the examination paper in his hand on the table.It turned out that Huang Shutao invigilated the drawing test.The content of the test is: sketches of daily objects. Please draw a piece of objects that are common in daily life.As a result, less than a minute after the blank paper was handed out, Mao Zedong handed in the paper. "I just drew such a circle!" Huang Shutao tapped an examination paper in Kong Zhaoshou's hand, "Guess what he said? He said it was an egg he drew!" On that piece of paper, there was really an oval circle drawn in one stroke alone.Kong Zhaoshou asked suspiciously, "How could this be?" "Why can't it be like this? Just this Mao Zedong, every time I take my class, he never takes it seriously!——You have the ability and do your homework well. I don't blame you even if you don't take a class, but this Did you study well? Isn’t this nonsense?” Huang Shutao became more and more angry. At this moment, Fang Weixia pushed the door open and came in, and said, "Principal, the math and Chinese transcripts for this final preparatory test have come out." He took a moment to look at Yang Changji, and said, "There is a student with strange grades—— - The first place in Chinese, counting up; Mathematics is also the first, unfortunately it is the last." Kong Zhaoshou was stunned for a moment, and asked: "Who is it?" "Mao Zedong from Class 8 of the undergraduate course." Fang Weixia replied.Kong Zhaoshou and Yang Changji unconsciously looked at each other.Walking to the teaching office, I saw that the teachers were all there, talking about Mao Zedong's strange achievements. Kong Zhaoshou put down the report card in his hand, and said: "From the report card of this preliminary test, it can be seen that Mao Zedong did have a certain degree of partiality. You are all teachers in the eighth class. What is the reason? I want to hear Listen to your opinions." Fairian was the first to speak and said: "From my music class, Mao Zedong, a student, lacks musical talent. Other students can learn music in just one pass, but he is out of tune five or ten times." He pointed to his head, "I think there is something wrong with him here, he is too slow, really, it's not that this student doesn't work hard, he is very, very slow." When Yuan Jiliu heard this, his face became serious, and he immediately replied: "Mao Zedong is dull? He is dull. Are there any smart students in the First Normal School? The number of students that Yuan has taught is not too small. I dare say that Changsha City The smartest and most hardworking student here is Mao Zedong!" "No way?" Mathematics teacher Wang Li'an became emotional, "Mao Zedong is still working hard? I teach six mathematics classes, and I have never seen such a lazy student. He is always distracted in class and does not complete homework. I It seems that there is nothing wrong with his brain, but he just refuses to work hard!" "Is the Mao you're talking about the Mao I know?" Rao Bosi was obviously confused, "Mao Zedong took my English class very seriously and worked much harder than ordinary students. He had a poor foundation, so his grades He's just average. I think he's an average-talented but hard-working student." Huang Shutao snorted coldly: "In my opinion, he is smart and hardworking, and he doesn't take any of them!" Kong Zhaoshou nodded and said, "Well, smart and hardworking, smart but not hardworking, hardworking but not smart, not smart and not hardworking, this Mao Zedong is probably a grandson, seventy-two changes!" The evaluations were so disparate that everyone didn't know what to say for a while. "Let me say a few words." In the silence, Yang Changji said, "I also read Mao Zedong's report card just now. Generally speaking, he is excellent in all social studies courses, and he is not in social studies. In class, his grades are really not satisfactory. You can say that he is a student who is partial to subjects, or that he is a geek who is good at specialties. But I think that first of all, he embodies a kind of rare thing, that It's personality! "Indeed, students should learn their homework well, and partial subjects also prove that this student is not fully developed. But why does the student partial subjects? Is the reason all on the students?" Yang Changji glanced at everyone, paused and said, " I don’t think so. my country’s education has always had the disadvantage of seeking perfection! Taking our school as an example, the courses stipulated by the ministry’s educational syllabus can be described as comprehensive. A normal student, from Chinese, history, to legal system, economy, and even Agriculture, handicrafts, arts, science, technology, agriculture and commerce are all inclusive. If it is primary or middle school, it is necessary to lay the foundation and comprehensively cultivate the most basic knowledge of students. But are we primary and secondary schools? No, we are higher education A junior college. Is it scientific to have such a complex and indiscriminate homework design? This kind of education model that wants to train every student to be all-rounder and generalist has been criticized by many insightful people in the education field. I have always disagreed with it. "What is even more worrying is that test scores are regarded as the only criterion for evaluating students. No one cares about the quality and ability of students. There are mountains of homework and seas of homework every day, but with the sole purpose of taking exams, students Everyone has become a slave to the exam—you must know that a person's energy is limited, if he is perfect in every aspect, he will not be able to do it in every aspect, and if he is excellent in all subjects, he will not be excellent in all subjects. The personalities of many outstanding students with excellent talents are often buried in this mountain of homework , In the sea of ​​homework, there are tall and sharp corners, and the edges and corners have been ground to nothing!" He couldn't help getting excited, and stood up: "Take Mao Zedong as an example! I have a lot of contact with this student, and I know him well. If you have read his reading notes and listened to his speeches during discussions, you will find that , he is a student who is very willing to think and is also very good at thinking. His focus has never been limited to personal self-cultivation, but to put his own studies, his own future, the future, and the development of the society and the relationship between the country. Rise and fall, the future of the nation are closely linked. How can you frame a student like this with a penniless penniless mind and aspirations for a great future, with rigid and rigid exam-oriented education? How can you require him to be comprehensive, Excellent in every field? "Our education should promote the all-round development of students, but if there are certain cases, it is really unnecessary. Therefore, we teachers and educators, why bother to insist on the grades of certain subjects? To kill the nature of a student with such a distinctive personality?" "Mr. Yang's words are too irresponsible, aren't they?" At this time, Ji Mohong walked in, "In terms of knowledge, Ji is a little less, not as good as Mr. Yang." Ji Mohong picked his nails, and said slowly and intentionally distorting the facts: "So I don't understand what I think, He doesn’t concentrate in class, doesn’t study hard, the school rules and regulations are like a joke, and the test results are a mess. How can he become a great talent? If this is a great talent, ha, then it’s easy to handle, and all students don’t need to go to class. Cancel everything, run horses and herd sheep all over the mountain, and by then, everyone in the First Normal School will become a great talent. Principal Kong, shall we start doing this tomorrow?" Yang Changji explained: "Mr. Ji, don't misunderstand me. Changji didn't say that there should be no rules. What I said was just the special case of Mao Zedong. It's not that he didn't pay attention in class or didn't study hard." "Special exceptions? No exceptions are allowed in school rules and disciplines, let alone in ministry-issued outlines!" Ji Mohong answered without hesitation. Yang Changji continued: "Mao Zedong's grades are not in a mess. At least two-thirds of his subjects are outstanding. Although three or four subjects need to be strengthened, why insist on perfection?" Ji Mohong knocked on the table: "The three-legged table is not stable! Students enter the school to learn how to survive. Mr. Yang is so laissez-faire, if this Mao Zedong walks out of the school in the future, if he loses his job because of these few homework, I'm afraid you won't be grateful to Mr. Yang?" Yang Changji shook his head and said, "Mr. Ji doesn't understand Mao Zedong. He has never studied for the sake of having a meal in his life." "I don't even want my job, what else does he want? Want to go to heaven? Well, even if he can give up his job, he will be his great talent, what about the other students? To set such a precedent, set such an example, how can it be Don't you want other students to learn how he does as he pleases, when the time comes, will there still be students willing to work hard?" Li Jinxi said coldly: "I don't think that's the case, is it? The whole school is famous for Mao Zedong's hard work. I am the head of affairs, and I know that every night the whole school goes to bed the latest and wakes up the earliest. Mao Zedong, after turning off the lights every day, he would go to the tea stove room to read books for several hours by the light of the school clerk on duty. Many students are now studying at night, and they are still influenced by him.” "It's another one, listen, it's another one!" Ji Mohong knocked on the desk louder, "Turn off the lights and go to bed, this is also the school's rule! Turn off the lights and don't go to sleep, and you have to bring other students to follow him to violate the school rules. Black sheep! How can we correct school discipline without severe punishment?" Li Jinxi couldn't help but be tongue-tied.Yang Changji said with a smile: "This is really Mr. Ji, but it is also Mr. Ji." Ji Mohong sneered and said: "I don't have anything to say, I only have one thing: the school is not a vegetable market, in a word, there must be rules!" Yang Changji said solemnly: "I only have one thing, I can't kill talents for the sake of rules!" In the teaching office, there was silence, and for a moment, the atmosphere seemed to be able to ignite a fire.Wang Li'an, who was sitting in the corner, coughed, but found that his cough was particularly ear-piercing in the tense silence, so he quickly suppressed his voice.In the oppressive silence, even the school clerk who was refilling the tea for the teachers carefully relaxed his movements. "Gentlemen, I think that Mao Zedong's partiality is neither due to his lack of ability nor his learning attitude; broadly speaking, should our education be based on students' test scores as the only criterion, or should we abandon the concept of taking exams? , respect the individuality of the students, and teach students in accordance with their aptitude. In my opinion, sitting here and discussing it will not produce any results. We still need to find the real reason from the students themselves." Kong Zhaoshou stood up and said, "I suggest that the discussion should come here first. .Several gentlemen who have opinions on Mao Zedong’s bias, let’s talk to Mao Zedong tonight, and then make a conclusion, okay?” Four While the teachers were arguing endlessly in the teaching office, Zisheng and Cai Hesen were also besieging Mao Zedong in the Junzi Pavilion for partial subjects. "Runzhi, we are friends, and only friends will tell you the truth. We have opinions on your partiality. You can't just study based on interest. You and I are both students. What about the homework prescribed by the school? You can learn whatever you want, and don’t learn what you don’t want to learn?” Xiao Zisheng persuaded Mao Zedong earnestly. "Do you think I am willing? I also want to learn everything well, but I really can't learn some homework." Mao Zedong defended himself. "You just like to make excuses. You are good at Chinese, history, self-cultivation, ethics, and education. Why can't you learn mathematics, physics, chemistry, music, and art? It's just that you don't have your heart." "I used it." "Have you used it? Why can't you learn it if you use it?" Seeing that Mao Zedong didn't listen to Zisheng's words, Cai Hesen also said, "Runzhi, I believe you're telling the truth, but it's not a good thing to be biased, and you can't keep going like this, can you?" "I'm annoyed too. I don't want to get A in every subject? But, for some homework, I want to doze off as soon as I pick up the book, and I can't even read it when I force myself--sometimes I think about it, but I can't figure it out. What's the use of learning such a rotten thing?" Mao Zedong said with a sigh. Zisheng asked: "How can you say it is useless? Mathematics is useless or art is useless? After you graduate, what will you do if you are asked to teach mathematics?" Mao Zedong made nonsense: "I don't necessarily have to teach mathematics? I can teach other things. According to you, I have to teach and learn everything. Then reading can't be a cramming? I can give you whatever I give you. What are you stuffing, take out one by one in the future, and they will all become tiger brand panacea, which can cure any disease, and can't cure any disease, so you will be happy?" Zisheng stared at Mao Zedong and said, "What makes me happy? There are rules in the school, and regulations issued by the ministry. These rules and regulations are made for people to obey." "Sometimes, when the rules are established, they are also broken." "Okay, okay, you break it, you break it, anyway, I will never be able to explain the truth to you." "You two, stop arguing." Listening to the two people's verbal swords, Cai Hesen seemed to think about something clearly, and said thoughtfully: "Zisheng, actually think about it carefully, what Runzhi said is not completely unreasonable. The purpose of learning should not be just for the sake of learning." Exam scores, bad math, he doesn’t need to teach math in the future, he will teach other subjects. The so-called ruler is short, but the inch is long.” The two agreed that they were here to persuade Mao Zedong. Seeing what Cai Hesen said at this time, they became angry: "You, you are a bitch!" "I haven't finished yet. Then again, Runzhi, the education of the Republic of China has just started, and the homework design of the school is indeed not reasonable, but it takes a process to change the reality. Rules and regulations also exist objectively. He and his interests just want to go beyond this process, disregarding all the rules and doing their own way, which is unrealistic. I know that your personality is not the kind of person who can be framed by rules, but let's take a step back and think about it. Still determine the standards for further studies and graduation, and take your report card home and show it to your uncles and aunts. Runzhi, don’t you have the heart to go home with a report card that failed several subjects and tell your mother , it’s not that you didn’t study well, it’s that the school’s rules were wrong, so you just failed to pass. At that time, what would your mother think? Even if she didn’t blame you, in her heart, she was concerned about your studies and your future. How much worry will it cause? Do you have the heart to make her worry about you? " Mao Zedong fell silent for a moment.The three of them sat in the pavilion, thinking about each other. After dinner, Mao Zedong was still thinking about Cai Hesen's last words. He took out the half broken thimble from under the pillow and put it in the palm of his hand.Staring at his mother's thimble, Mao Zedong's eyes showed a trace of guilt, thought, concern, and responsibility.Unknowingly, he tightened his fist, and the thimble was tightly held in his palm.Looking around at the classmates who were relaxing after the exam, he took a few books and walked out quietly.Because of something on his mind, when he missed Wang Zipeng in the corridor of the classroom, he didn't even hear Zipeng greet him. Zipeng stared at Mao Zedong's back until Mao Zedong entered the classroom, knowing that he was going to study, he secretly admired him.Back in the dormitory, Zipeng saw Zhou Shizhao and his four or five classmates playing chess around the table. Those who participated in the battle were playing chess vigorously. He couldn't help but think of Mao Zedong again, so he sat down by the bed and took out a book. Look.After a while, Principal Kong came in with Wang Lian, Fairian, Huang Shutao, and Jaubers.The students playing chess immediately dispersed, stood up straight, and said hello to the teachers, and Zipeng also quickly jumped off the bed.Seeing Principal Kong's gaze on the chessboard, Zhou Shizhao explained embarrassedly: "I just finished the exam today, everyone wants to relax." Kong Zhaoshou nodded, smiled and said, "Hey, where is Mao Zedong? Isn't he in the dormitory?" The other students looked at me and looked at you. Only then did they realize that Mao Zedong did not have fun with everyone today.Wang Zipeng has never spoken much, but seeing that no one said anything at this time, he had to tell the principal that he saw Mao Zedong go to the classroom just now. Kong Zhaoshou nodded, and while telling the students to continue "fighting", he led the teachers to the eighth classroom.Through the window, under the candlelight, Mao Zedong was sitting at the desk, drawing something with compasses and rulers.He obviously encountered difficulties, counting left and right, racking his brains and thinking hard. At the half-open classroom door, Kong Zhaoshou exchanged glances with the teachers—he made a silent gesture, and gently and silently pushed the door open a little. Mao Zedong was so absorbed that he didn't notice it at all, and he was still engrossed in calculations.In front of him were the math textbooks spread out, and the messy draft paper filled with calculations and geometric figures. With one hand, he gently picked up a piece of draft paper on the side of the table.When Mao Zedong raised his head, he couldn't help being taken aback, and quickly got up: "Principal, teachers, do you have anything to do with me?" None of the teachers said anything, they just exchanged glances with each other.Mathematics teacher Wang Lian suddenly pulled a stool over and sat down next to him, "I asked you to tutor in mathematics. What don't you understand? Tell me." Mao Zedong didn't react for a while.Kong Zhaoshou patted him on the shoulder: "The teacher is already sitting next to you, why are you still standing there stupidly? Tutoring first." After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked out the door, as if he suddenly remembered something, Kong Zhaoshou turned back and said, "By the way, Runzhi, class is over tomorrow, remember to come to my office." Fives After class the next day, Mao Zedong went to the principal's office and anxiously looked at the stack of report cards handed over by the principal. "Why are you so nervous?" Kong Zhaoshou laughed suddenly, "Did I say I would blame you? Ten fingers are not the same length, and people are not perfect. I also know this truth." Kong Zhaoshou put away his smile: "But the words must be Speaking of which, Runzhi, a student, treats homework too freely, which is never a good thing. Similarly, in a school, it is important to teach students in accordance with their aptitude, but it is by no means laissez-faire." Mao Zedong looked at the principal gratefully and listened carefully. "Your strengths and weaknesses, I believe you already know something. I don't need to force you to excel in all subjects, such as music and art, which require specific talents. It is unrealistic to ask you to improve by leaps and bounds immediately. But some homework , especially basic subjects such as mathematics and physics and chemistry, which a student must master well. Even if you lack interest in these homework, you can't give up lightly. Do you understand?" "I understand, principal." "Then, would you like to make an agreement with your principal? The official final exam is two weeks away. I don't know how many points you can get in the exam, and I don't ask you to take the exam." How many points. I only ask for one thing: try your best——for the homework you lack, you really did your best, and that's enough. Can you promise me?" "I promise you, principal." "Then I promise you too, as long as you do your best, you will get an unexpected reward." Kong Zhaoshou stood up and stretched out his hand: "We've made a deal." After hesitating for a while, Mao Zedong stretched out his hand.The principal held hands with the students tightly. At the teacher-student meeting of the school the next day, Kong Zhaoshou solemnly published his "Regulations on the Amendment of the First Teacher's Evaluation": "Gentlemen, after soliciting the opinions of teachers in various subjects and reporting to the Provincial Department of Education for approval, the school council It is decided that the First Normal University will change the past practice of simply evaluating students’ pros and cons by examinations. From now on, students’ grades in each subject will be evaluated comprehensively by the following three parts: First, daily classroom questions and answers, extracurricular assignments and practical ability account for 40% ;Secondly, 20% of the notes taken in and out of each subject; thirdly, 40% of the test scores, 100% in total. This amendment is to change the rigid system in which one test determines the merits and one test determines the future , Get rid of the exam-oriented education that only talks about the form, integrate the assessment of students into the whole learning process, and understand and evaluate our students comprehensively and scientifically!" That night, Kong Zhaoshou wrote in the "Diary of the Principal of the First Normal University": "What is real teaching according to aptitude? What kind of education is scientific, advanced, and more conducive to cultivating real talents? Is it an exam to determine the result, or What else? This is indeed a question worthy of deep consideration. The new education in the Republic of China has just started, and it is rigid and conservative. How about creating a brand-new outlook on talents and making the First Normal University truly the cradle of future talents and the palace of science education?" All the students were busy in the next two weeks.It's finally the end of the final exam.When the transcripts were collected in the principal's office that day, Kong Zhaoshou's mood was no less than that of Mao Zedong sitting in front of him.He picked up the report card, glanced at Mao Zedong, and said solemnly: "Your physical and chemical scores are—" Mao Zedong stared at him with wide eyes, and Kong Zhaoshou smiled, "Score of 67, a pass." Mao Zedong breathed a sigh of relief.At this time, Kong Zhaoshou's smile suddenly disappeared again, "It's just mathematics, it's not as good as physics and chemistry." Mao Zedong suddenly became nervous again. "That's all," Kong Zhaoshou stared at Mao Zedong, with a sudden smile on his face, "61, you passed!" With a sudden swing of his fist, Mao Zedong leaned back in his chair, and he let out a long sigh of relief. "Okay, now, it's time for me to fulfill my promise." Kong Zhaoshou put down the report card, "I heard from Mr. Changji that you are very interested in the theories of the Chuanshan School, aren't you?" "Yes, principal." Kong Zhaoshou said with a smile: "There is news for you: Hunan academic circles have decided to reopen the Chuanshan Academy in Xiaowumen, specializing in the study of Mr. Wang Chuanshan's academic thoughts and Huxiang School's theory of managing the world. The day after tomorrow, the academy will hold lectures , in the future, it will become the center of Huxiang academic exchanges. I think the current courses of the First Division seem to be unable to meet your needs in this regard, do you want me to help you get an admission pass for attending lectures?" Mao Zedong was overjoyed, "Yes, of course! Principal, can you make a few more? Zisheng and Cai Hesen are also very interested in this aspect." Kong Zhaoshou smiled and said, "I'll give it a try, there shouldn't be any problems—how, does this count as an unexpected surprise for you?" "Forget it! Forget it! I'll tell them now!" Mao Zedong was so happy that he got up and was about to leave.Kong Zhaoshou called him, "Wait a minute." He took out a key from the drawer and put it on the table. "This is?" Mao Zedong looked at him suspiciously. "The key to the door of the reading room. I have notified the administrator Xiong Guangchu. From now on, he will fill up the lamp when he gets off work every day. And you, don't light candles in the dormitory or go to the tea stove room to borrow light."了，那里光线不好，坏眼睛。” 孔昭绶说道。 望着面前的钥匙和孔昭绶和蔼的笑容，毛泽东一时真是无以言表，只说：“谢谢您了，校长。”