Chapter 22: Remote Feeding and Second Psychological Counseling
At noon, in the cafeteria.
Zhai Da was eating banana stuffed bitter melon in one hand and holding his cell phone in the other.
"Malnutrition" sent him another message.
"I'm having lunch."
Perhaps understanding what the girl meant, Zhai Da replied, "What are you eating?"
After a while.
"Malnutrition": Liangpi.
"Handsome Zhai Da": Cold noodles are not nutritious, you can ask the boss lady to add two poached eggs.
This time, the reply of "malnutrition" was a little slow:
"It's added."
"Eat it, and finish it."
"I'm done eating."
Don’t say that... Don’t say that.
This feeling of sending tasks remotely is really quite interesting...
Most of the day after that was very peaceful, and the imagined conversation with the teacher did not happen. It turned out that Chu Xiang had made it up out of thin air.
Although he didn't hand in his homework, he was very serious in class, especially in Chinese and English. One of them had a very good foundation and it was easy to learn without any effort, while the other had a very poor foundation and any bit he learned was a huge improvement.
He also finally learned to spell "beach" correctly.
In addition, the "rumor" that Lin Shuyao's confession to Zhai Da was rejected officially reached the ears of the emperor and was known by the kings of the cricket world, that is, the group of girls, and began to spread rapidly on campus.
From the perspective of reputation alone, it is a good thing for Zhai Da. He began to get rid of his identity as a miserable man, achieved class transition, and became the man pursued by the school beauty.
The bootlicker has been transformed into Pan Hong.
But from the perspective of wasting energy, the strange looks from classmates during breaks are really annoying.
Especially since Lin Shuyao has many followers, and while public opinion is reversing, there is probably a lot of hidden hostility.
So whenever he saw Wu Yue, he would kick him in the butt.
During evening study, the math teacher came to take over the class, and the class was filled with groans. Among all the subjects, math is the most tiring. After a long class, the human brain can become like a machine.
Zhai Da, on the other hand, had a golden ticket to immunity from death, so he swaggered away alone, went to the top floor of the teaching building, and knocked on the door of Teacher Shen Rui's office.
According to the agreement, Zhai Da came to see Teacher Shen Rui for the second time, and also the last time.
Although he was very disgusted with the so-called "psychological counseling" at the beginning, the last chat was quite pleasant, so Zhai Da was a little looking forward to it today.
After all, I can skip evening self-study with a clear conscience.
Teacher Shen Rui was still working at his desk, his pen constantly writing something. It was unclear why, as a free "ideological and political" teacher, he had so many things to deal with every day.
Seeing Zhai Da come in, Shen Rui stood up with a smile: "Classmate Zhai, we meet again."
Zhai Da thought the other party wanted to make tea, but after a while, he took out two bottles of Assam milk tea from the cabinet and handed one to Zhai Da.
"There's no hot water, but you might like this better."
Zhai Da was surprised: "Is it always available in the office?"
Shen Rui made a shushing gesture: "Don't tell other students, it's just a personal hobby."
Zhai Da suddenly thought of a copywriting that was very popular in his previous life.
Interesting souls are one in a million.
Chen Rui still didn't immediately ask if Zhai Da was "emotionally normal." This kind of question is based on observation, not questions. He continued the previous topic and said:
"I asked my third uncle a few days ago, and Zhai's grandfather did know my mother. In the 1960s, the woolen mill was used by the army to produce precision instruments, and they worked together for a while."
Zhai Da listened carefully, but still shook his head regretfully: "Sorry, I can't verify it."
Shen Rui comforted him: "It's okay, if you are not interested in this topic, we can talk about something else."
“No, actually I’m interested…”
Shen Rui took a sip of Assam and said, "My uncle was very excited when he heard the name 'Yu Lihua'. He said that he was a skilled technician transferred from the three northeastern provinces. You know, in that era, most of the industry was in the three northeastern provinces."
"I was a technical model back then and even managed to get into university through self-study. My uncle said the factory even held a celebration and I got to wear a big red flower. But it seems I never got to go."
At this point, Zhai Da reconnected with his own memories and added, "My grandfather took the college entrance examination at the age of 30, but soon after, due to... something, he went to the northwest and didn't come back for several years.
"By the way, what caused your grandfather to die?"
Zhai Da said, "Cancer, several types."
Shen Rui seemed to be lost in thought, his finger gently tapping the cap of the Assam bottle.
Northwest, 1960s....
In fact, Zhai Da was also vague about many things about his grandfather. He felt that he was not an exception. Few people could know the experiences of their grandparents' generation like the back of their hands, and could know the general work, life, and life of the grandparents.
The trajectory is pretty good.
The passion and years of the older generation are just the residue of life for the young.
Yu Xiaoli may have talked about some of these things, but they were all hidden in fragments of words and daily life. For a soul in her thirties, those were things that happened too long ago.
Zhai Da couldn't help but think of the 28-inch truck.
Its crossbeam is as strong as the backbone of its first owner...
Are you referring to the situation where you were admitted to university but were sent to the Northwest for seven or eight years?
Taking Zhai Da’s grandfather as the topic, the second “psychological counseling” began.
In fact, Zhai Da could roughly guess Shen Rui's idea. He wanted to use his grandfather's experience to remind himself:
In the long run, short-term setbacks are not the result, but just a process.
I am afraid that people will become extreme in their thinking because of their lack of experience and mistake the process for the result.
Chen Rui did not ask why Zhai Da fainted at that time, nor did he ask during the two conversations. It didn't matter whether it was academic pressure or failed confession. Instead, he raised the topic to a higher level.
Of course, this person's conversation always went off topic, and it didn't take long for the topic to get off track. He even talked a lot about his schooling in Beijing North.
He also said frankly that for an "ordinary child from a county town or a village", the psychological impact brought by the big city is the first hurdle to overcome, even for top students.
It also reminded Zhai Da that no matter what the results of the college entrance examination were, he should remain calm if he went to a big city.
Before leaving, Shen Rui said, "According to the school's requirements, the two sessions of psychological counseling are over. I maintain my opinion from the first session. In fact, you don't need it at all."
After saying that, he smiled and raised an eyebrow: "But it just so happens that you can skip an evening study session, and I can change my mind."
Zhai Da asked curiously, "Are you very busy at work?"
This statement deserves a beating.
"My work isn't busy, it's just some long-term research."
Does ideological and political education also need research? Shen Rui probably wasn't referring to studying teaching plans...
Social sciences...
He only knew that university teachers were involved in scientific research, and even teaching was not their main job. He didn't expect that high school teachers could also do it.
Shen Rui said: "Then the psychological counseling is officially over, but if you have any questions, Mr. Zhai can still come and knock on my door."
Zhai Da nodded, he always had a feeling.
I will come again.
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