I Am the President of the University

"Hello principal!"

"Hello!"

After saying hello to several classmates, Chen Hao continued walking forward.

After walking for a while, the steps stopped.

Finally arrived at the destination.

Qingfeng Pavilion.

Located in the center of Qiuzhen Lake at Guanghua University, it is taken from the famous poet Su Shi's "Red Cliff Ode" "The breeze comes slowly, but the water waves are silent".

The pavilion is quite clean and there is no garbage.

Guanghua students may not like to study much, but their basic qualities are still good.

"Boom!"

As soon as Chen Hao sat down, a muffled thunder sounded from the sky above his head.

Looking outside, I saw gloomy dark clouds gathering on the surface of the sparkling lake, and the trees on both sides of Qiuzhen Lake were also swaying from side to side in the sudden strong wind.

"The wind is going to blow." Chen Hao smiled slightly and let his hair be blown up.

"It's raining!"

Someone by the lake shouted.

Several youthful figures were running in the drizzling rain as thin as needles.

I don’t know when the rain and fog started, shrouding the lake. The closer to the center of the lake, the thicker the fog became.

"A hundred years have passed, if only gentlemen could see what we have today."

Sighs sounded in the pavilion.

It is now 2020, because a conversation with Professor Huang Hong in the morning reminded him of 1920, a hundred years ago.

In that special period of internal and external troubles, the two words that hung over all intellectuals were "confusion"!

The mighty China has a history of five thousand years, but it is no match for the cannons and ships of the foreigners.

Warlords separated their regimes, and the mountains and rivers were shattered. \b

Some people feel that this country is hopeless, and they spend all their time drinking to get drunk, hoping that alcohol can make them forget everything. Others feel that there is still hope. Although this country is sick, it can be cured as long as it finds medicine.

Some people with lofty ideals began to embark on the road to find an antidote to save the nation.

"Boom!"

A bolt of lightning fell not far away, illuminating the surrounding scenery instantly.

It was just a light rain, but now it turned into a violent storm.

This majestic rain seemed to be washing something away.

At this time, the cell phone rang.

Chen Hao knew who called, but he didn't answer the call. Instead, he got up and walked a few steps to the bridge outside the pavilion. \b

The rain instantly wet Chen Hao's clothes.

The November rain was still a little cool, but he didn't feel it at all.

"A hundred years ago today, would someone be caught in the same rain as me?"

…

Guanghua Building, principal's office.

"Principal, just wait for me there next time. It won't be good if you get sick!"

"I'm in good health, nothing serious happens, don't worry!"

Seeing Deng Hui nagging like an aunt, Chen Hao replied helplessly.

"Okay, I'll definitely pay attention next time! You go out first, I still have things to deal with here."

"Okay... I'll go out first. If you feel unwell, remember to tell me." Before Deng Hui finished speaking, she hesitated and closed the door gently when she left.

"Why didn't I realize that this girl has such a verbose side before?" Chen Hao shook his head, his head was really going to be blown away.

He was thinking in the rain at Qingfeng Pavilion before, and then went to the hotel on campus to take a shower, and asked Deng Hui to send him the spare clothes he had in the office.

As a result, as soon as Deng Hui came over, she didn't stop talking all the way from Guanghua Hotel to the office.

Finally feeling clean now, Chen Hao spread out the notebook on the table, picked up the pen, and started writing while thinking.

"Guanghua University Education Reform Version 3.0."

Reform is a university subject. How can it be done in one go? Even he himself was crossing the river by feeling his stones, consulting some senior educators while formulating reform measures.

"1. Re-planning of departments. "

Chen Hao thought for a while, and the department structure he and Zheng Qiang had before was not very mature. If he wanted to do general education, he must have talents in any discipline.

There is a difference between cultivating generalists and specialists.

Chen Hao looked out the window with determination and whispered:

"Professor Huang Hong really reminded me that as long as they are our Guanghua students, the school will not give up on any eager student!"

For example, support teachers should treat every student with a serious attitude, rather than just looking for a certain talent.

He was a bit over the top before.

Like MIT and Harvard, although each school has its strengths and weaknesses, each school is very good.

But what Chen Hao is struggling with now, if the weakness does not change, in the future Guanghua College will be the best, and other colleges will be ordinary.

"If the whole school provides general education, then the number of people will have to be controlled..." Chen Hao had a headache thinking about this.

Huaxia University has too many students. As long as it is a school with more than two schools, there are generally about 20,000 people.

The more prestigious the school, the more people there are.

Peking University has 14,465 undergraduate students, 10,031 master’s students, and 5,088 doctoral students.

Tsinghua University has 14,000 undergraduate students, 14,000 master's students, and 7,000 doctoral students.

Harvard University has more than 6,699 undergraduate students and more than 13,120 master's and doctoral students.

MIT has 4,602 undergraduate students and 6,972 graduate students.

Stanford University has 7,083 undergraduate students and 9,437 graduate students.

The problem can be clearly seen from the comparison of famous universities at home and abroad.

According to the student-teacher ratio is 10:1.

For 10,000 students, 1,000 teachers are needed; for 50,000 students, 5,000 teachers are needed.

The more students there are, the more university teachers are needed. However, many domestic universities only expand enrollment but fail to keep up with teachers, which leads to a decline in teaching standards.

A student-teacher ratio of 10 is a healthy ratio. The lower it is, the more beneficial it is to students, and the higher it is, the more harmful it is to students.

Chen Hao pondered for a moment and thought about it.

"The number of students is best controlled at around 20,000, with 10,000 undergraduates and graduate students each being the best."

But the number of graduate students is too low at the moment, with only a few hundred students on campus... At least the focus in the next three years will be on undergraduate students. \b

"2. Debureaucratize and improve efficiency!" Chen Hao wrote seriously.

Sometimes if you want to go through a procedure, you have to go through several departments, and sometimes the administration is overly involved in scientific research, and there are some frivolous practices such as naming the corresponding author and first author of the paper.

"Procedures must be streamlined! Professional things should be done by professional people! Strictly crack down on academic corruption!" Chen Hao muttered and wrote.

Guanghua University is different from other universities. It is a private university. He is the chairman. If he wants to reform, he can reform. If he doesn't, he can get out.

"3. General education for the whole school, and more full-time teachers!"

Chen Hao couldn't help but grit his teeth and sighed: "In terms of salary and benefits, this expenditure will not be a small figure in the future!"

According to the student-teacher ratio of 10:1, Guanghua University has 20000 students and 2000 teachers.

The salary offered by Guanghua is not low, especially the two talent plans of Guanghua Youth and Guanghua Scholar provide higher salary. When accumulated together, the number of expenses for a year alone is calculated in "hundred million".

"Fortunately, there is still a photon screen." Chen Hao shook his head. Without the support of these new technologies, even the industries left to him by his grandfather would not be able to withstand such hardships.

"4......."

After one hour.

After writing six points, the entire reform plan was completed.

"As expected of me, the needle won't poke you!" Looking at the contents in the notebook, Chen Hao nodded with satisfaction.

Thinking of Zheng Qiang who had asked for leave to go back, Chen Hao felt a little lonely, and the only person who discussed it was not there.

"Old Zheng, come back quickly!"

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