Jung brought back four or five plates from the buffet table, either large chicken drumsticks or roasted whole lamb, extra large cups of ice cream and frosted doughnuts. One person occupies half of the table.
Because there were too many people eating at the same time, a few people had to join Jung's table together. They are all specially-appointed experts from Europe, America and other places in the past two days, and they can be regarded as comrades-in-arms in the same trench.
There was a white-haired old lady at the same table who only ate some vegetable salad and bread. Watching Jung ate and drank so much, she couldn't help but reminded: "Young man, your weight is overweight, you have to control it."
Jung shook his head, "Don't be afraid, I can lose weight now no matter how much I eat. The goal is to lose 50 kilograms in half a year. Don't you realize that your appetite will increase after coming here? Let's get a chicken leg."
Pan-fried chicken drumsticks, golden appearance, burnt skin and tender meat, smelling fragrant, make people drool.
The old lady was startled slightly, and sighed after looking at Jung's posture: "Well, you may be right. My appetite has really improved a lot these days, and my mental state is also good.
I have been dieting for many years because of certain diseases, and I almost forget what meat tastes like. But the'Holy Light' really gave me some changes. Please give me a chicken leg, I decided to make an exception. "
"Very happy." Jung pushed out his plate full of chicken drumsticks, and asked in passing: "What is your professional?"
"Medicine, neurosurgery," the old lady said.
Jung turned his head again and looked at the stranger on the other side of the table, "How about you?"
The stranger was in his fifties, with a rigid expression, and he was forking a piece of pizza on the plate, and he casually responded: "Polymer materials."
Jung asked one more person. The answer was: "Optics, focusing on satellite observation."
The professions of the few people at the table are very different, and they are basically completely out of bounds. It is conceivable how big the planning made by the'Holy Light' is.
Jung sighed a lot of this, and wanted to say something but didn't know how to say it. He is a little worried but does not affect his appetite. After lunch, he felt sleepy and returned to the hotel suite and decided to take a nap.
At the same time, in the student dormitory not far from the hotel, dozens of learning teams crowded into a limited space are facing the learning tasks assigned by their instructors with a sad face.
Zhou Qingfeng appeared at the hotel on time. He knows the situation of the students from all over the country. Some students come from national-level scientific research institutes, and their abilities are still messed up. Many incompetent people get into the system entirely by relationships.
'Holy Light' selected a group of people with a positive attitude towards learning to join itself. Their abilities are indeed poor, and naturally they have to rely on the president to push them.
Every day at two o'clock noon and eight o'clock in the evening, the little fairies will come to help the specially-appointed experts and students. First of all, it is still'suggestion'.
The suggestion is not useful for farts when the level is low, and at most hypnotize the caster for a good night's sleep. But after the high level, there are a lot of things that can be'implied'.
For example, let the specially-appointed experts keep in mind the principles of confidentiality, so as not to accidentally leak the information.
Under the hint, the subject will also ignore some extraordinary phenomena, or become accustomed to the ability to suddenly master.
The specially-appointed experts and trainees who were hinted at returned to their rooms to rest after lunch. Sophia came out to bless them'Fox's Cunning', temporarily boosting their intelligence.
Link network access experts and students' thinking, forming a semi-open "group chat".
The thinking storm started to work.
Jung was in a half-dream and half-awake state, clearly sleeping, but his thinking was extremely clear, as if his soul had been separated from the body. With his eyes closed, he could see that he was standing in a classroom with a dozen students staring at him.
Under the blessing of the "Fox's Cunning", Jung's head and seeds are running at a speed a hundred times faster than usual. The students of his team started with the simplest English words and fired at him like a gun.
If it were normal, Jung would not bother to answer such low-level questions. But at this moment, his thoughts changed, and dozens of hundreds of answers rushed out of his mind without using his mouth, and they were directly instilled into the minds of the students.
Unlike the dead knowledge read by the Arcane'Scholar's Touch', what is transmitted in the'Thinking Storm' is the living knowledge that can be used directly.
In the interactive teaching scenario, there is benign feedback interaction between the instructor and the students. When one student asks a question, the other students learn the same.
Jung found that he couldn't help but feel the joy of being a good teacher. The seemingly dull student is very efficient at absorbing knowledge, and many problems often scratch his itchy place.
More than a dozen students can unite and learn from one another.
In the high-speed information transmission, some basic knowledge and even Jung himself have forgotten or even ignored. The process of teaching is like'rumination of old cows', it is the sorting and adjustment of one's own knowledge system, and it is also very rewarding.
Exciting, exciting, joyful, real learning is always joyful.
In about ten minutes, hundreds of thousands of questions were asked in the team, and the language barrier was easily broken. The communication between teachers and students has become more convenient.
No need to speak, just think about it. Even if one student's thinking is not complete, other students can add it. Individuals become groups, and knowledge is spreading rapidly.
There are dozens of specially-appointed experts from the West in the hotel, corresponding to dozens of learning teams with nearly a thousand students. In the link network, the first ten minutes is the internal study and discussion of the small team.
Ten minutes later, Zhou Qingfeng opened the thinking barriers between the teams, and experts and students from different disciplines communicated with each other.
For example, let medical students understand some concepts of polymer materials, or let an optics instructor teach some popular science knowledge to the students of mechanical transmission, or vice versa.
Interdisciplinary content is disseminated within a large group, and everyone knows some developments outside of their own system. This is of great help in expanding your horizons.
As soon as fifteen minutes came, the spirit of both teachers and students became exhausted, and the link network gradually disconnected. Zhou Qingfeng and the strange maids will take action to pacify everyone involved in the "Thinking Storm" to ensure their physical and mental health.
For Jung, it was like participating in a happily "Athens Party", as he preached his knowledge to the world as a preacher.
Being able to say what I wanted to say happily turned into a supreme enjoyment.
Jung originally planned to take a half-hour nap. But when he really woke up, he found that it was dark, his stomach was empty, his stomach was hungry, he was hungry and uncomfortable, and he had strong eating habits.
When he got up and hurried into the bathroom to deal with the metabolites, Jung realized that he was a little different when he looked in the mirror. But he was so hungry that he rushed to the restaurant after changing his clothes.
Today, I will not eat the western food buffet. Jung decided to go to the restaurant’s newly opened Turkish kebab stall tonight to fill his stomach with fragrant meat.
In front of the barbecue stall, the old medical lady I met at noon was carrying a plate, and when she saw Jung, she said hello: "Young man, you seem to have lost a lot of weight."
Thin
Jung touched the fat all over his body, and found that the belt he usually put in the largest size seemed to shrink a bit. He was happy and surprised, and thought to himself: "The effect of the group's medicine is better than before."
There is a weight scale in the restaurant. Jung wanted to weigh it, but found that his weight of more than two hundred kilograms was still on the table. So he went to the bathroom again to look in the mirror and found himself...
Maybe, maybe, probably, it seems, it seems to be a little thinner.
"Ah..., this is a good thing. I can finally open up and eat, and I'm not afraid of growing meat."