As soon as Yan Ruyu appeared, the enthusiastic students seemed to be thrown with cold water on their heads, instantly reverting to the zombie-like appearance in the classroom.

   "It turns out that all the students have such a desire to study." Yan Ruyu scanned their faces one by one, and finally looked at Wei Ze and said, "Friends, what makes them so eager?"

   "This..." Wei Ze scratched his head, "I just took classes on the ground..."

   "Really?" Yan Ruyu looked at the trembling students, "It's also in class, why do you only ask Dao Fellow Wei Ze and not the old man?"

   I have added a drama to myself...Wei Ze thought about it, and smiled with high EQ: "As a literary sage, you are naturally above me. Students understand and transparently, naturally no one doubts."

   "Oh?" Yan Ruyu stroked his drooping beard, "In this case, seeing the hard work of Daoist Weize, the old man will also take the responsibility of asking and learning. In the future, if you have any doubts, the old man can answer some questions."

  Also, this Yan Ruyu is in charge of the Houde Book Pavilion, and it is easy to read the books in it, and some basic problems can indeed be solved for himself.

   "Then I will let the fellow Taoists go." Wei Ze bowed a little in the crowd, completely unaware of the desperate eyes of the students next to him.

   Fortunately, Yan Ruyu couldn't stay away for a long time, so he immediately returned to Shuge. As soon as the front foot walked away, the students on the back foot surrounded him, more anxious than when they asked the question.

   "Please, Teacher Wei, let's talk about it!"

   "We just want to hear you!"

   "Ms. Wei, we promise to ask one by one in the future, don't you change!"

   Wei Ze was full of question marks by their reaction: "Why, did your literature class not do well?"

   This is Wen Sheng...

"We are here to cultivate immortals, but we are not here to recite ancient Chinese!" the stout boy named Song Xudong blurted out, "This literary and Taoist course can't help with cultivation, nor can we learn skills. If you have that skill, it is better to listen more. Teacher Wei, you teach two spells, it’s no better than learning these useless things..."

   He didn't say the following words. Because Wei Ze's face suddenly became very subtle, the invisible aura directly made him choke in his throat.

   As a Chinese teacher, he was often asked the following questions in the past: What is the use of learning this stuff? I can't find a job, and I can't do experiments, so I might as well learn some skills.

   This is similar to Wen Dao.

"Perhaps this is the case." Wei Zefeng said lightly, "But for Xiu Xian,'useless' things are often of great use. Wen Dao may not allow you to fly into immortals, but it will allow you to become immortal in the future. At some point, a moment of inspiration, this is enough."

   said that, but thinking about Yan Ruyu's stubbornness, he couldn't keep standing and talking because his back hurts, so he stopped there and continued.

   "However, I already know about these conditions. As your guide, I will give feedback on this matter."

  ……

   After self-study in the evening, Wei Ze settled down the students, and then came to the empty bookstore manager's inner room.

   Yan Ruyu, who has recovered the appearance of a high-cold male god, sits facing him with a puzzled expression in front of the desk.

   "You mean, the old man's teaching method is wrong?" Wen Sheng seems to have received this kind of evaluation for the first time.

"No, no, what you are talking about is okay, but the method is not right." Wei Zedao, "now we don't advocate one-way indoctrination. The teaching emphasizes the teacher's leading style and the student's subjectivity, and requires knowledge and development. The abilities are unified..."

   He said the basics of pedagogy he had learned before, and he couldn't help sighing inwardly when he looked at Yan Ruyu's dazed expression.

   Yes, the teachers in ancient times didn’t need to take the teacher’s qualification certificate in class...

   "In short, if you want to have a good class effect, you can't just talk, you have to start with the needs of the students. This is the teaching foundation Maslow needs level theory mentioned..."

   He had no choice but to start the class on the spot, and gave the literary sage a good lecture on the basic theories of modern pedagogy, from structuralism to Dodson's law, which made him exhausted.

   Talking to a student for a day of class and answering a day of questioning has made him almost dehydrated, but in the end he will be a teacher...Does this Wensheng have to teach himself?

   He obviously recruited a teacher to come in because he wanted to share the burden for himself, so why do you have to do it yourself?

   And this literary sage is not as simple as a beginner student. Although he was indeed listening to him, his brows wrinkled as he listened.

"You said that as a teacher, you should be student-centered? The old man teaches these younger generations, but he still has to follow their wishes? What kind of style is this!" Yan Ruyu shook his head, "Writing and cultivating one's mind must bear loneliness. No, how can there be a reason for having fun?"

"That's how it is said, but since we have this condition now, there is no need for students to endure hardship to endure hardship." Wei Ze said, "You have seen it just now, as long as the things they teach are what the students really want to learn, they are seeking knowledge. Desire will be shown doubled, and we still have to consider it from their standpoint~www.readwn.com~ Dao friend Wei Ze, the old man has also been a teacher for many years. The skill of the teacher is very good to be commented on." Yan Ruyu raised his eyebrows," In ancient times, when the poor students were studying, they had to borrow from the book pavilion, record with their own hands, and travel hundreds of miles away to apprehend their teachers. Now in this university, if the teacher is staying in person, what is the reason for not being able to learn? To please the students?"

   "No, you and I are not talking about the same thing..." Wei Zefu said, "Aren't you teaching the class to invigorate the culture and continue Kunlun? That being the case, teaching them is the most important thing."

   "The old man asked the students to ask questions after class, and no one questioned it. Isn't this just the state of learning?"

   "..." Wei Ze was speechless, so he could only sigh, "Forget it, success or failure, the result is heroic. A mid-term exam will be arranged in a few days, and the decision will be made at that time."

   Although this is a little irresponsible to the students, but now it’s only this big cow who can teach culture and Taoism. Regardless of whether the person feels good about themselves or something, you have to let the results speak.

"Examination?" Yan Ruyu regained his energy when he heard these words. "Friends of Taoism, don't think that an old man who cultivates immortality is not in the mortal world. My Tang Dynasty was prosperous, and imperial examinations were popular. Every year, officials from the Ministry of Etiquette came to find the old man to be the examiner. In this course, the old man himself will give the questions!"

  Since the first half of the semester is a theory class, there are no tricks in the exams, so I still rely on pen to answer like the normal mode.

   It seems that he hasn't realized the seriousness of the problem, so at this time, it's useless to say more...

   Wei Ze silently took out a stack of test papers and divided them among Yan Ruyu. He left another stack and began to write the test questions for the spell class and the elixir class that he was responsible for.

  While the lecturers were busy with the topic, there was something else happening in the student dormitory.

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