Chapter 49: Change the venue quickly
Based on Wang Weihua’s experience in attending lectures, if it is a popular lecture, people often come to reserve seats an hour before the lecture begins. By the time the lecturers arrive, the venue is already packed.
If the lecture is unpopular, the teacher has to find a way before it starts. He or she can quickly contact a few class leaders and ask them to immediately bring students from the class to fill the space, so that the guests will not see a large empty space.
Of course he didn't dare to stop the class leaders from bringing students over, but Zhang Changqing was here, and he could see clearly even if no one came. He could then talk about putting some eye drops on Gao Jialin, and he would just stand aside.
Wang Weihua looked at the entrance, suddenly stood up straight, and quickly took two steps to greet him, "Jianjun, why are you here?"
"Come and listen to the lecture! You organized this activity? Not bad, not bad. Why didn't I think of this at the time?" Hu Jianjun held a notebook in his hand, looking like he was going to listen carefully.
He was the previous president of the Chinese Department's Student Union and retired at the start of his senior year this year. He also made a lot of efforts to ensure that Wang Weihua could take over smoothly.
Wang Weihua's face was originally full of enthusiasm, but when he heard this, his face immediately drooped. He asked in confusion, "Jianjun, you have good grades and have been the president of the student union. You will definitely be assigned a good job in the future. Why are you here to listen to this?"
"I'm already a senior in college, and I must prepare for future work. I didn't know this before, but I realized after this internship that a company is completely different from a school! If I don't learn more quickly, I may not be able to get along well in a company in the future even with the status of a college student!" Hu Jianjun was full of emotion. It seemed that the summer internship had a huge impact on him.
Wang Weihua wanted to ask more questions when he saw Hu Jianjun quickly walked in. He greeted Zhang Changqing and chatted with him for a few words. He then used his notebook to reserve a seat for himself in the middle of the front row, and then came back to continue talking to Wang Weihua.
"I originally thought that since I could be a cadre in school, I would definitely be able to get along well in the workplace! Who knew that this was not the case at all." Hu Jianjun was full of emotion when he spoke.
"Look, I got good test scores in school, and I could publish articles in newspapers. Whenever a classmate asked me about a writer's style, I could answer them immediately. Leaders, teachers, and classmates all liked me, so I was able to become a student leader!"
He sighed, "When I get to work, all these things are useless! What's the point of knowing Tolstoy? Do you know what the people in your office are like? What's the point of being able to write poetry? Did you write a speech when your boss asked you to?"
"Weihua, you must not make the same mistake I made. You only think about chatting with your classmates about Shelley and Byron and wasting your precious time on these useless things. Now is the time. Hurry up and learn something truly useful!"
"What is something truly useful?" Wang Weihua was confused and still didn't understand what Hu Jianjun meant.
"That's it!" Hu Jianjun pointed at the banner above the podium and said, "As graduates of our Chinese Department, as soon as they arrive at the workplace, leaders will ask if you can write a speech or a summary report. As long as you can write these documents well, you will be a hot commodity in the eyes of leaders! This is much more useful than being able to write poetry, so I came here early in the morning, fearing that I would not be able to grab a seat!"
Today's college students are all gifted children of destiny. When they are studying in school, their lives are happier than those of the gods. They receive subsidies from the state, are loved by teachers, and receive envious looks wherever they go. After a long time, Hu Jianjun felt like he was floating in the sky and was reluctant to come down.
As a result, when I started my internship, I found that things were not as simple as I had thought. Yes, the country had paved the way for them and introduced policies to make cadres younger and more educated, but they also had to work hard on their own.
If your mind is full of unrealistic things, you will not be able to make real contributions to the unit. Even if your leader wants to promote you, your colleagues in the unit will not be convinced and will try to ruin your plan.
After returning from the internship, he quickly contacted several seniors who had started working. They had the same experience: if you don't have any real skills and only have the title of a college student, it will be difficult to get along in the company.
Fortunately, he still has one year to make up for this shortcoming, and this school's official document writing training is the best opportunity.
"Jianjun, how come you suddenly become so vulgar?" Wang Weihua looked at Hu Jianjun with regret in his eyes. Is this still the Hu Jianjun who recited "Believe in the Future" passionately to everyone?
Hu Jianjun opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything for a long time. I kindly advised you not to make the same mistake I made, but you still think I'm vulgar? Well, I'm just being sentimental.
He said nothing, turned around and went back to the classroom to continue chatting with Zhang Changqing.
Since Hu Jianjun came, more and more students have come to listen to his lectures. It can be clearly seen that most of the students have mature faces and are probably either juniors or seniors.
Freshmen and sophomores are still far from working. They are immersed in the good life in the ivory tower and are unaware of this.
By the time they reached their junior and senior years, the urgency of work became increasingly stronger, forcing them to think more. Especially after their internships, they finally woke up from their sweet dreams and began to realize the cruelty of reality.
At such times, they will be like Hu Jianjun, wanting to seize every opportunity to add a few chips to their future work, and document writing, a panacea skill that can be used in any unit, naturally wins their favor.
Writing official documents is not as romantic as writing poems, but can writing poems help you get a job promotion? If it can't, what's the point? Writing official documents can really win the favor of the leaders. If the leaders like it, why worry about having no future? Slowly, more and more people came. All the seats in the large classroom with 200 people were full, and even the aisles were crowded with people. At the same time, more people walked over here.
Zhang Changqing was happy at first, but soon became nervous. He hoped nothing would happen to so many people!
Gao Jialin made a new suggestion at the right time, "Teacher Zhang, can you ask the school to change to a bigger venue?"
"Yes, yes, yes. The school's small auditorium can seat four to five hundred people. It must be empty now. I will go to the leader to apply for it. You go and meet Teacher Cui from the Youth League Committee and explain the matter to him!" Zhang Changqing immediately went to find the leader.
Originally he was supposed to wait at the school gate with the students, but now he couldn't care less. Only he could go to borrow the auditorium.
Gao Jialin hurried to the bus stop outside the school and waited. After a while, Cui Yingbo, the writer of the Youth League Committee, got out of the bus. He hurried to greet him, "Teacher Cui, as soon as we heard that you were coming to teach us, all the students came over. Now the classroom we originally prepared can no longer accommodate everyone. Teacher Zhang is coordinating a larger classroom!"
(End of this chapter)
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