Reinventing the Millennium.

Chapter 49 Debut (recommendation)

Many times, Fang Zhuo is a calm person.

But now, being stared at by three or four hundred pairs of eyes, and being watched by the future pillars of the motherland, he still felt that it was sloppy.

In particular, the camera at the back gave him a flash of exposure apprehension.

The entire multimedia classroom was almost full, and only the first row remained.

The four people who pushed in the door near class time bravely sat in the first row in the eyes of the students and teachers, leaving only their neat backs.

This was Fang Zhuo's casual suggestion. He casually said, "We don't have any company shirts yet, so we should all wear white in class." Now, he somewhat regrets it.

"Xiao Zhou, you didn't tell me that there are so many people in this big class..." Fang Zhuo couldn't help complaining after sitting down, which went against his philosophy of not fighting unprepared battles.

Zhou Xin said innocently, "I don't know either, Brother Fang, I've been following you lately."

Yo, it will be divided.

Fang Zhuo couldn't even look back when he was sitting in the first row, so he only looked at the students in the second and third rows from the corner of his eye.

"Sitting here..." Yu Hong twisted uncomfortably, and whispered, "Sitting here always has the fear of being asked questions by the teacher."

Song Rong, only Song Rong, he didn't say anything, just opened the notebook expressionlessly, looking like a three-good student going up every day.

Seeing this, Fang Zhuo praised: "Xiao Song's psychological quality is still strong, and he is a person who does great things."

Two minutes later, Song Rong suddenly showed a look of pain. Before his teacher Liang Min came in, he said "Eat bad stomach, go to the toilet" and disappeared from Fang Zhuo's vision.

This... well, although I don't know if it's true or not, Quan Dangji's ability to change is not bad.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Mr. Liang Min, who was wearing a suit, stepped onto the podium in high spirits.

"Good afternoon, classmates, we have an open class today, but don't be nervous, just take it as usual."

"The topic of today's computer application major is 'the application practice and development of the Internet'."

Liang Min looked to be in his forties, and standing on it had a very clean feeling.

He squeezed a piece of chalk and said mildly: "This year, several domestic Internet companies have successfully listed in the United States. When we talk about the application practice of the Internet, we have to mention them, and we have to mention the faster and better development in this area. U.S."

"Computers and the Internet originated abroad. If we want to develop, we must learn from, absorb, and innovate. This is not a shameful thing, but a necessary process."

Liang Min paused, and said meaningfully: "There are some comments in the country saying that the Internet will overtake in a corner within a few years. I think that is unrealistic and it is easy to mislead you students of related majors. "

"Of course, what I said in class is only my own opinion, based on my own observation and understanding of domestic and foreign countries. You can use it as a reference. Don't be superstitious about authority."

Liang Min smiled and swept his eyes from the front row: "Moreover, today I have invited many friends who are already working on Internet projects and are interested in doing them to share their experiences."

The teacher talked eloquently above, and the students listened carefully in the audience.

Although today's class is a professional class, it does not talk about too difficult technologies. Instead, Liang Min constantly compares the development of the Internet abroad with that of China.

In-depth explanation in simple language, well-organized.

This time, Fang Zhuo, who was sitting in the first row, felt much more comfortable.

This is understandable!
Moreover, this teacher does have dry goods.

For example, he took the example of Google, which was only established for two years but has grown rapidly. He believes that a similar search engine is also needed in China, and there are already companies in this part of the country to fill the blank market.

He concluded that this kind of learning from foreign mature Internet companies and creating local companies in China to fill the gap is also a good entrepreneurial opportunity.

Fang Zhuo was very impressed.

This kind of thing makes it easy for him to say it, but experiencing it once and groping blindfolded are two completely different things, and the difficulty level is not the same.

"Xiao Zhou, tell me, how much money can I pay to dig your teacher into our company?" Fang Zhuo quietly asked Zhou Xin, who was listening to the lecture.

Zhou Xin was stunned for five seconds, and then he couldn't help laughing: "Brother Fang, didn't you say you want to ask the teacher about the hospital? Then you can ask when the get out of class is over."

Fang Zhuo was a little resentful.

However, if you ask, you won't lose a piece of meat, what if?
The discussion on the stage continued, and many contents were Liang Min's judgment on the future development trend of the domestic Internet.

For about three, four, ten minutes, Liang Min picked up the thermos, took a sip of water, raised his hand and signaled to the first row: "A student from our school has done a project in the field of Internet medical care in the city. I think it is very interesting." , you can listen to their thoughts, this is a very useful reference.”

Yu Hong lowered her head and didn't raise her eyes at all. She studied marketing, and today she was just gathering the number of people.

Zhou Xin didn't move, his eyes were level, as if his future girlfriend was attracted to him under the blackboard.

Fang Zhuo didn't move, because the teacher let the students play.

"Huh? Come and share with the juniors." Liang Min put down the cup, a little strange, his eyes fixed on the first row.

Zhou Xin remained motionless, but his right leg under the table lightly touched the boss.

This Nima is a technical director, a pillar, a top student, just... just wait for her hair to fall!

Fang Zhuo had a series of complaints in his heart, and he stood up half helplessly: "Mr. Liang, I am the initiator of this project, and I have little knowledge, so I can just chat about our team's ideas."

Liang Min was not impressed by the students who spoke, but naturally he would not refuse: "Come on, press the microphone on the stage."

There are microphones in the multimedia classroom, and a miniature microphone is pinned to Liang Min's waist.

When Fang Zhuo came to power, many people saw that the student had something attached to his waist... a mobile phone pocket, tsk, rich.

"Teachers and students, hello everyone, I'm Fang Zhuo."

Fang Zhuo pressed the microphone and stood on the stage, under the eyes of many, his heart seemed to lift and then gently put it down.

In just one breath, he quickly discovered something.

Nothing to fear, nothing to panic.

There are so many people, but there are no police officers, no generous donations, Mr. Chen, who is endorsed by a human figure, and Sun Yuan, who cooperates and wins each other... Then why panic?

He took a deep breath and added the unfinished introduction: "I'm the founder and CEO of the registration network. I'm very happy to come here and talk to you about Internet entrepreneurial projects."

There was a small burst of encouraging applause in the multimedia classroom.

Hu Wenyu, who was sitting in the third-to-last row, also applauded, but after a while, she suddenly felt that the name of the boy on the stage was a little familiar. She looked forward and tried to make eye contact with Wei Zhen, the roommate who was sitting in the middle.

This seems to be the person the sisters have been talking about recently, right?

Hey, it's really a bit of a willow pose.

(End of this chapter)