Chapter 603

The end of Japan's happy education was to cultivate batch after batch of people who don't seek progress and are greedy for pleasure—

Heisei losers!

In the contemporary society of information explosion and knowledge segmentation, students are constantly reducing burdens and pressures even in the most basic and essential general education, and constantly advocating happiness; the final result can only be—

Cultivating a generation of losers!

However, did the matter really end here?

No.

The limited nature of educational resources determines that students who want to go to prestigious universities must compete for those limited enrollment quotas.

In this way, private schools, tutoring classes, study tours, and quality classes emerged as the times required.

The more happy education is advocated, the more elite education is promoted.

Over time, students of elite education work hard to reduce burdens in school and work hard to increase burdens outside of school.

And this group of students of happy education is left far behind by the former, and is in a disadvantageous position in all aspects!

At this very moment, the sinister intentions of the black foreigner in front are self-evident.

What kind of happy education?

It is clearly trying to build China into a second Japan!

Raising China's students into losers!

Cultivating a generation of losers!

Thinking of this, Ye Xuan's eyes deepened, and he asked on the spot.

"May I ask the experts of the exchange delegation, how many people have not attended extracurricular classes?"

The seemingly irrelevant question was thrown out, and everyone was still dumbfounded.

But after all, it was a question asked by Ye Xuan, and although the experts of the United States exchange delegation looked puzzled, they still answered honestly.

"I have attended."

"I have also attended."

……

"Me too."

The successive answers sounded, and looking at it, no one raised their hand.

And the black foreigner who asked the question at the beginning only felt that Ye Xuan in front was clearly changing the subject, and now he laughed at it.

"We are all elite scholars in universities in the United States, from childhood to adulthood in the most elite private elementary schools, private middle schools, private high schools, all the way to Ivy League prestigious schools… who hasn't attended tutoring classes?"

As soon as these words were out, Sofort, the head of the exchange delegation, had already realized Ye Xuan's intention, and his eyes changed.

Just as Sofort was about to interrupt the black foreigner, Ye Xuan's voice had already sounded one after another.

"Yeah, talking about happy education, but you are not the audience of happy education; this is strange…"

Ye Xuan's words had reached this point, and the smile on the black foreigner's mouth suddenly stiffened.

Yeah!

If the entire exchange delegation of experts and scholars participated in extracurricular tutoring classes to increase the burden, wouldn't that be contrary to the happy education itself?!

Is this wave slapping his own face?!

At this moment, the Peking University President and the experts and professors also reacted.

The opposite of happy education is precisely elite education.

And the experts and scholars of the United States in front are all beneficiaries of elite education.

If China really adopted happy education…

That would really destroy countless children!

The sinking and waste of the next generation is just around the corner!

Thinking of this, many people shuddered and broke out in a cold sweat.

The next instant, a voice containing anger surged like a tide.

"This is clearly a conspiracy of the upper class in the United States to exploit the lower class! The deeper you believe, the harder it is to turn over!"

"And you actually want to use it on us?!"

"This is simply wolfish ambition! Too much!"

……

Seeing the blame surging in, the black foreigner was panicked.

He also didn't expect that his small question would be completely seen through by Ye Xuan!

Even making everyone indignant!

In a panic, he could only look at Sofort, the head of this exchange delegation, helplessly.

And Sofort's face was also not good, and now he could only squeeze out a smile.

"Sorry, it's our problem… excuse me."

Seeing that even the head of the delegation, Sofort, apologized publicly, the black foreigner could only bend his waist unwillingly.

"Sorry."

At this moment, Sofort's face was as gloomy as water.

In the first confrontation, they lost completely!