Chapter 199： first lesson

"Following time" was originally a feature and privilege of the nobility, because only the nobility has the tools and methods to accurately calculate time. No matter whether the magic timer or the mechanical clock from the dwarf kingdom is not owned by the civilian population, the nobles will also “Following time” is regarded as a part of the upper class, and it is regarded as etiquette and rules. The civilians simply rely on the sun and the stars to roughly judge the time and arrange their own production activities. This is outside the Cecil collar. Any aristocratic leader is the norm.

However, in Cecil's collar, everyone's life will strictly follow the "time", a few moments of work, a few moments of work, a few moments in the cafeteria to open a meal, a few moments of night school start, everything has a precise time scale, on This is true when it comes to the officials of the territories and to the civilian population.

This is the change brought by Gao Wen, which is to change the chaotic, original and inefficient production mode. Only the precise timetable can guarantee the smooth operation of the factory, and only the precise timetable can make people Realize the importance of efficiency. At first, many civilians were quite puzzled by this requirement. It was only because of the great prestige of the lords themselves that they followed the newly established rules unknowingly, but now, the word "punctuality" has become a lesser place on the territory. Unfamiliar vocabulary, even children can understand the necessity of punctuality.

Because they have to go to school on time earlier than adults, learn longer, and demand more rigorous.

Gao Wen has not yet implemented a full-time school, so the children of Cecil currently have half of the day to help their parents to work at home every day. After lunch, they must come to Cecil in the south of the territory. General College" report.

This is a brand new school built of brick and cement. The main building is the most magnificent and largest building on the territory except for the various factories, and the Cecil territory is still flying in the square of the school. The flag, the wall is printed with the huge and majestic Cecil emblem and the Ansu emblem. Gao Wen firmly believes that the sense of honor and belonging must be cultivated from an early age. Compared with adults who have solidified in the world view, let the children produce this aspect early. Cognition is more important, and the distinctive and dignified school logo also helps to increase the enthusiasm of the people for “entrance”: receiving education from the lord in such a grand facility will become a glorious place in many people’s minds. Things.

Even if they don't feel glorious, Gao Wen should instill in them a very glorious idea.

The evening classes for adults started after the evening, and the children came to the school from the afternoon. They learned the sun going down here and then followed the teachers for a free dinner (this dinner is also a lot One of the motivations for adults to send their children to school), continue to study after dinner, until the end of the adult night school, and go home with the parents.

Adults' thinking has solidified and it has become quite difficult to accept new knowledge. Therefore, Gao Wen’s requirement for most adult workers on the territory is to be able to recognize the number of words. At least in the factory, you can understand the operation on the machine. Explain, but children are precious "white papers". They are too late to be numb by life, and they can accept flexible new ideas and new knowledge. Therefore, Gao Wen always attaches great importance to the education of children.

At the beginning of the establishment of the territory, there were almost no children in this town, because the old people who escaped from the old Cecil were basically strong adults. Although women and children were preferentially evacuated, in the erosion of the magic tide, More than half of the weaker children have not survived until several times of population expansion. Cecil’s leader finally has a minor generation again, with slaves who have been sold along with their parents (if not the liberation system of Gaowen, These children and their descendants have been slaves for generations. There are also homeless people who have been rescued by Joan and Tom. Even if they still live with their parents in the camp, they will be arranged to attend classes every day. .

Today, they want to add a special new course.

In the faculty's office, Santisi Said carefully arranged his clothes. The office was simple, but there was a mirror high. The mirror also had a rumor that the lord gave the college teachers: .

Santis sorted out some old robes and awkwardly slid the wrinkles on the robes. He saw the rumor above the mirror: the lord's words had wisdom, but he still couldn't understand this sentence. Why do you want to appear here, but he is more worried about whether he can handle it smoothly in this first lesson than understanding this sentence.

He is going to teach a group of poor children to learn the knowledge that even wealthy businessmen and knights do not necessarily learn. Can this really be done?

He used to be a tutor of some merchants or small aristocrats. The children of those rich people are also considered to be "supervised future superiors", but teaching them to study is still a chore, and now he has to face A group of serfs, slaves, contract slaves, and children of free people, the young second-level arcane master could not imagine how to give them the first lesson.

But the bell of the class was about to ring. Through the window, he saw that the old hunchback who was responsible for ringing the bell had already slammed the hammer into the bronze bell hanging in the yard. It is meaningless to hesitate at the moment.

For the last time, Santis Said reorganized his neckline and then picked up the prepared drafts and lesson plans with a decisive expression, pushed the office door open, and strode to the children's classroom.

After pushing the door open, he saw two apprentices who were cleaning up looking at himself with a blank look at him.

"I'm sorry..." The young arcane master did not have the pride and momentum of the professional caster. He apologized nervously, and his face was flushed. Before the two apprentices reacted, he had already escaped. Go back to the corridor.

The bell of the class had already sounded, and Santis had pushed the wrong door twice in the hallway to find the classroom where he should go to class. He almost opened the door in a panic and saw a room sitting inside. The messy, patched clothes and dirty children of different ages finally got a sigh of relief.

The children who came to the class were noisy. Although it was not the first time to enter the school, the word "rules" still did not enter their minds. These children from different places and different ages used the classroom as a place for gatherings. They are a messy mess, their parents may be serfs, free people, slaves and even exiles, but they themselves have no concept of this, all the children are mixed together, completely become a pot of porridge.

Normally, the teachers in the general education class can use the big trick to keep these children. However, Santis Saide does not have such a big trick (and the courage corresponding to the big trick). He just let the door when he entered the house. The classroom was quiet for a moment, but it was only the children who stopped the noise because of curiosity, and soon the noise rang again. This time the focus of the children’s discussion changed from dinner and mud to the piece of Santis. Old magic robe.

"Look! New teacher!"

"The new teacher is wearing a robe, it must be a robe!"

"The new teacher is a master of the Master! He will be able to make a one-stop come..."

"Hey, he is angry and you are dead!"

"That robe is so old..."

The older children will also look at Sant's robe and the short wand at the waist, but the younger children will be completely fearless. They have not learned to see them like their parents. When the Master of the Master was humbled, the same was true. Santis did not grasp the "Muscle" of the ordinary mage when he saw the rude public and burst out a fireball to blow the other party into a crippled.

He can only release a few Arcane missiles a day.

He could only open his mouth in vain, and the first row of voices was hard to hear: "Quiet... everyone is quiet, class is going..."

No one listens to him, as expected: the sons of civilians are more difficult to deal with.

Santis felt sweat on his face. He felt that his first lesson might have failed. But a handkerchief suddenly came from the side and he accidentally looked over and saw a girl with a big eye. Watching yourself with a handkerchief.

The girl was a little thin, but she was wearing a clean and tidy cotton dress and a small hairpin on her head. This shows that her family condition should be good. She handed her handkerchief forward and opened her mouth. Ah, the voice.

"Thank you...thank you..." Santis didn't expect a child to be so sensible. He immediately thanked him for taking over his handkerchief and smiled while wiping his sweat. "You didn't shout like everyone else, really sensible..."

His voice just fell, and a boy suddenly called out: "Because the peas are dumb!"

The girl with a big eye immediately glanced at the boy, who quickly shrank his neck: "I'm sorry, pea sister..."

This girl is called pea, is it a dumb?

Santiz stunned. He remembered the strange name of "peas" that he had seen in the student roster before, but he did not expect that there would be a dumb in his students.

In the two seconds of this blasphemy, the lingering light in the eyes of Santis suddenly saw a small hand coming under the podium. This hand was holding a slate for writing, which was written on the slate. A few words that are twisted and twisted: put a magic, sir.

Then the slate quickly took it back, and Santis didn't even see who handed it over.

He stunned and finally reacted, then slightly raised his right hand and only had a few precious casting opportunities every day. He used it in his first class.

A small arcane energy ball flew out of the hand and flew to the classroom halfway, then burst into bursts, and the scattered magic sparks seemed to detonate a fireworks in the room.

All children are quiet for a moment.

They looked at their new teacher in awe, and it seems that until now they finally realized that it was finally a true mage.

Like Ms. Herti, she is a magician.

The children met face to face, and Santis finally knew what to do.

"Children," the young second-level arcane teacher showed a smile. He left behind the experience of being a tutor to a small aristocrat and a businessman, throwing away those meaningless gorgeous opening remarks and throwing away those "first time." "Contacting etiquette" and rules, said what he wants to say at the moment, "I will tell you how to identify runes and the basic principles of their effectiveness."

These children may not be able to release a spell with their own hands for the rest of their lives.

Santisi turned and wrote the first lesson on the blackboard with a plaster pen.

No one in history has ever considered passing the mystery of magic to everyone without reservation.

The basic runes of the water and fire are transferred from the tip of the pen to the blackboard, followed by derivative runes in various fields such as frost and lightning.

However, these children can use the mind to remember this knowledge and use paper and pencil to calculate this knowledge. Miss Jenny has proved the value of this "calculus", and the lord also believes in the value of these.

Santiz turned and saw dozens of curious and focused eyes that they could focus on.

"Let's come to the first lesson."