Zhi Xue

With that in mind, Han Yang took out his phone and dialed Zhang Dong's number.

"Hello, Professor Zhang. This is Little Han..."

At Yunshan University, in a professor's office, Zhang Dong was discussing several issues with a few members of the advisory group while reviewing the list Han Yang had submitted.

Recently, Zhang Dong had been living quite comfortably. He drew a university professor's salary on one side and earned extra income from Han Yang on the other.

After forming the advisory group, Zhang Dong's efficiency in solving Han Yang's problems had improved considerably. Usually, after class each day, everyone gathered together and pooled their collective wisdom. After discussing things for about an hour, they could come up with all the answers.

That single hour of mental effort brought in an average monthly payment of over ten thousand yuan.

With money in hand, even his treatment at home had changed. His wife smiled more and more, and the atmosphere in the household had become much more harmonious.

When he received Han Yang's call this time, Zhang Dong was extremely warm. "Manager Han, what's the matter?"

"It's like this. Our company's boss, hehe, wants to set up an online learning website. Professor Zhang, you're an expert in computer hardware, and the other members of the advisory group are all university lecturers. On behalf of our boss, I'd like to invite you to be the first group to join the website, hold some livestreamed classes, and create course videos."

Zhang Dong was full of question marks. "Isn't your company developing a game? Why are you making a website now?"

Han Yang put on the air of someone full of complaints. "Our boss is a rich second-generation heir. Whenever he gets interested in something, he just does whatever comes to mind. He has money, so he builds it."

"And the game...?"

"It won't be affected. Development will continue. Just like before, I'll submit questions every day, and you can answer them every day."

Once he learned that his previous income would not be affected, Zhang Dong relaxed. "Joining the website isn't a problem, but what kind of livestreamed courses?"

"Our boss wants to create a systematic learning website where people can start from the basics and gradually gain a complete grasp of the entire knowledge framework. In the initial phase, we plan to offer complete hardware-related courses in circuit theory, digital electronics, signals and systems, system principles, and so on. As for depth, we'll start at roughly the master's level, then later fill in the undergraduate and doctoral levels."

After studying on his own for so long, Han Yang assessed that his current grasp of computer hardware knowledge was already equivalent to the undergraduate level for a computer hardware major.

He had also learned some graduate-level knowledge, but it was rather fragmented and unsystematic. It would be best if he could study everything from the beginning in a complete, systematic manner.

Zhang Dong perked up. "I know this field well. No problem. There are five people in the advisory group now, and any one of us could teach. How about this? Five courses, one for each of us. It's just... does the website have any users?"

Han Yang understood the unspoken meaning behind Zhang Dong's words.

Without users, where would the views come from? Without views, where would the money come from?

You can't expect me to work for nothing, can you?

"Don't worry about that." Han Yang explained enthusiastically. "Our website is still in the preparation stage. It hasn't been promoted yet and only has a few beta testers. But that's fine. At this stage, we won't price things based on views. We'll pay by commission. In other words, we'll commission courses from you and pay you directly."

Zhang Dong was reassured. "That works."

"Computer hardware is also a huge field. There are hundreds of specialized disciplines within it if you count them carefully, and every one of them can be taught. Once the first stage is complete, you can advance further and teach more in depth. It would be best to cover all the knowledge in the entire discipline. Anyway, our boss has money, so there's no need to save it for him."

Zhang Dong chuckled twice.

"There's just one thing I need to make clear in advance."

Han Yang put on a somewhat embarrassed look. "Our boss tends to do things on a whim, so we don't know how long he'll keep this up. So... Professor Zhang, you need to move quickly when it comes to producing these courses."

Zhang Dong's heart skipped a beat.

There was currently a commissioned procurement plan. Once the courses were made, they could be sold for money. But once that rich second-generation boss lost interest, they would no longer be worth anything.

He really did need to move quickly.

"I understand. I'll start preparing when I get home tonight."

After hanging up, Zhang Dong told the other four members of the advisory group about it, and they all became excited.

With this extra income lately, everyone had been living well. Now that there was an opportunity to earn even more, who would not want it?

After finishing that day's discussion, Zhang Dong hurried home and immediately began preparing his lessons. When his wife heard there was another way to make money, she immediately left the study. Even the sounds of her cooking grew much quieter. She silently supported him, clearing away every possible worry so her husband could focus.

The next evening, using the invitation code Han Yang had given him, Zhang Dong registered an account on Zhi Xue Web and began his first livestreamed class.

A small blackboard hung on the wall of the study, and a phone sat on the desk. Zhang Dong cleared his throat and said, "Today, we'll begin the first graduate-level lesson in computer circuit theory..."

When he glanced at the livestream room, he saw that the viewer count had already exceeded one hundred.

That surprised Zhang Dong quite a bit. "There are quite a few users."

Fuxing Base. Han Yang's computing power connected through a relay to Zhi Xue Web's cloud servers, controlling more than a hundred sockpuppet accounts as they listened attentively.

Sometimes, a ding would sound in the livestream room, indicating that a user had chosen to pay to ask a question. Zhang Dong would then pause and ask, "What is your question, student?"

Han Yang would control one of the accounts and say, "Teacher, there's something I didn't understand from what you explained earlier, about this PNP junction..."

Fifty minutes passed, and the class ended successfully. The video of the lesson was also saved for later viewers to watch repeatedly. However, recorded broadcasts did not have a question function.

After Zhang Dong, the other teachers also began livestreaming their courses one after another. Han Yang did not miss a single one, operating more than a hundred accounts for each class to listen attentively. Of course, only one account was personally controlled by Han Yang. All the rest were merely zombie accounts.

After the classes ended, the teachers all sighed. "Online teaching, and the classroom atmosphere is still this good. It's far better than in real life, and it gives us more energy when teaching."

What made the five teachers even happier was that shortly after the first classes ended, Han Yang called them directly to inform them that the course quality was excellent and had passed review. Each class would be purchased at four hundred yuan. If subsequent viewing revenue exceeded the fixed purchase price, they would also receive a share of the profits.

At a pace of one class per day, that came to twelve thousand yuan a month, slightly more than what they earned as consultants before.

That made them even more motivated to teach.

That day, Han Yang studied five classes. At the peak, he was taking four courses at once, yet he remained completely relaxed and felt no pressure at all.

But...

"Too slow, far too slow. I need to find more teachers and offer more courses. Time cannot be wasted."