Alcohol paralyzes the nerves
(Small Theater) Why ~ Lei
Why? In the end, I still didn’t know why. Why didn’t we contact each other after graduation? We met before the exam.
The vacation for junior high school graduation is finally over. Today is the day to report to high school. I don’t know which high school she went to or whether she is still studying in high school in her hometown. If so, we can be classmates again.
Tang Ke: "The class monitor was admitted to the city's high school and asked me to give this to you."
Holding the dolphin necklace in my hand, I felt like it was going to explode in an instant. At that moment, I didn’t know what disappointment or collapse meant. Anyway, I felt completely bad.
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"Now, please welcome this year's Outstanding Teaching Supervisor, Lan Qiyue, to the stage."
A year and a half has flown by. Qiyue was still an excellent teacher at the last annual meeting. Sure enough, the early stages of a company's development are the most challenging. From the initial four campuses, Yunyi now has seven, each with over a hundred students. Even the teaching staff at each campus has a team of twenty, which is quite impressive for a campus of only three or four hundred square meters.
A lot of things happened in the past year and a half. Ever since the Ma brothers persuaded her to quit, and the teaching director of the fourth campus, Qiyue campus, was pregnant and had a child and there was no responsible director for the time being, Qiyue, the reserve teaching director, was of course entrusted with the important task. But sometimes Qiyue was still a little worried, because that incident still made her feel scared, and she was afraid that she would not be able to handle any slightly tricky problems well.
Fortunately, the teaching supervisor, who was Qiyue's training teacher during the main campus training, came to the fourth school to assist in teaching half a month later. Qiyue seemed to have opened up her Ren and Du meridians. The teaching of the three-year-old child, which she was worried about before, is now easy for her.
It turns out that sometimes, when learning something, understanding it happens in a flash. This year, the number of students soared, the courses were fully booked, and I won first place in teacher competitions and performance evaluations. In short, it can be said that this was a year of glory. And just like that, July ushered in a brand new year.
If being the host of this annual meeting was a trial run and a sign of the trust that the Beijing-Huaihe District had in Qiyue, then the next mid-year would be a test for Qiyue. Because of her outstanding performance this time, the mid-year group summit, an academic exchange ceremony for eighteen regions, was held in Jinghuai, and Qiyue was chosen by the chairman as the representative host of the Jinghuai District for this year's mid-year summit. At that moment, Qiyue felt extremely honored.
"I suddenly feel that children's education is really great, and my three-year-old baby and children aged seven or eight are so adorable."
It is so easy for a design student to change careers. He completely forgets all the skills taught by teachers in school. Although he occasionally takes on some small construction drawings, they are just small-scale ones. If this continues, Qi Yue will really have to say goodbye to his old profession.
Of course, Qiyue now likes her current job very much. She likes to see the smiling faces of the students, likes to hear them call Qiyue teacher, likes every moment when they run towards her, likes the inexpressible joys, sorrows, anger and happiness they share with her, and even more likes that she has been fortunate enough to participate in their lives and to accompany them for a short time. During this time, it was they who dispelled Qiyue's panic about her father's illness and the imperceptible anxiety deep in her heart, and made Qiyue feel that everything was getting better, because she saw countless new vitality in front of her eyes, which made her see hope, a lot of hope, and believe in tomorrow again. She felt that everything would be fine and the things she worried about would not happen.
"Yes, I'm just worrying too much. Everything will be fine."
After the annual meeting, the Railway Bureau's annual celebration began, and the Spring Festival travel rush naturally benefited from Qiyue's help. Aside from Spring Festival and National Day, Qiyue rarely went home, video-calling her parents four times a week. Though she saw her father losing weight, that was just how old people were. Knowing their children were away, they only reported good news and not bad news. Qiyue didn't think anything negative, or rather, she didn't dare to.
During her short vacations, she would take extra classes from morning till night. It was a great opportunity to earn money. Her salary gradually grew from a few thousand to over ten thousand yuan. Sometimes, she could double it by studying like crazy. It wasn't much, but it always gave her a sense of security. Logically, while her family wasn't wealthy, they'd never lacked food or clothing, and they'd raised her well. She shouldn't have felt this way about money, but she was terrified. She had an inexplicable fear: the fear of regretting her lack of money when she needed it, the fear of feeling helpless and powerless, and the fear of wasting her time and regretting it for the rest of her life. So, being a little tired wasn't a big deal. As a young person, she had the time and the energy. In short, she had the capital, the capital that came from her youth.
Qi Yue’s favorite scene is the family leisurely watching TV programs after dinner.
"Yueyue, come and show daddy, why can't I swipe through this phone interface? Your mom's phone is better, it has a bigger screen."
Qi Yue began to listen to her father's mumbling.
"Don't just be all over that girl when she bought me a new phone. If you like it, I'll give it to you. I don't care which one you use."
"I don't need it. It's not bought for me. I'm a sensible person."
Looking at the scene in front of him, Qi Yue felt the meaning of making money. Looking at the two people fighting and making noise, he seemed to see the past decades of their lives, as if they had also gone through such quarrels and stumblings!
"Then please continue, don't stop, just keep going!"
Ring Ring Ring
"Class monitor, do you want to come out and play? I haven't seen you in several years, and you are not in the class group. I miss you so much." Jiang Yiheng was still the noisy and party-loving person.
"What are you doing? When did I ignore you every time you came to me? The last time we had dinner together in Jinghuai, it was you who treated us. Have you forgotten?"
"It's just a get-together for old classmates, right? Oh, come on. I'm going to tell you straight, if you don't come, your phone will be bombarded with messages, so you'll have to figure it out."
"Do you think I can handle anything?"
"Oh, no, that's not it. I just missed you. Tang Ke didn't come back this year, but Fang Zhou is back. Your student council members are back, the student council members you bullied and the labor force you exploited."
Fang Zhou and I were always competing with each other in school. We couldn't give each other a pass in academics, and in terms of overall quality, we were pretty much on par, but Qiyue was always slightly better, never falling outside the top three. It's been ages since we last saw each other. I used to help Qiyue with all the work, practically doing all the hard work, and she'd just be there to do the talking.
"Do you know anything about the class monitor? And Tian Ming, he's back too, your math class representative."
Yes, back then, class representatives were always paired up, one male and one female. It was truly a harmonious union, making the work much easier. If you say that a student life without cheating on exams is incomplete, then, okay, I have to admit that Qiyue also cheated. Surprisingly, right? Even the top three students cheated, right? Could all of them have done so? If that were the case, that's not a problem. Only those who have experienced the pain of studying know.
Qiyue remembers cheating on an exam and being caught by the teacher. When the teacher looked for the slip, they couldn't find it. Tian Ming immediately remarked, "How amazing! He can even perform magic tricks!" This immediately confirmed Qiyue's plagiarism. Later, Qiyue realized it was probably the homeroom teacher who, to protect Qiyue's pride, withheld the slip. From then on, Qiyue preferred to take exams unprepared, never cheating, a deep-seated fear.
I also have a heart that misses people and wants to see them whom I haven’t seen for a long time.
Jiang Yiheng put down the phone and said to the people around him: "Brother, I can only help you so much. I am really worried about you."
After listening to this, the people around him nodded thoughtfully in agreement.
"The Clivia at home is still growing so well." Qi Yue, standing by the window, seemed to be lost in thought.
"Chinese New Year, it's neither good nor bad. There are holidays, but there are just too many parties. Especially for me who has a hard time making choices, it's exhausting no matter how I choose. Yeah, I'm not going. That's it. I'm not going. I'll stay at home with my parents and not go anywhere."
"Yueyue, I haven't been able to get together with my classmates this year. I saw Tian Ming from your class the other day. He even said hello to me. He's thinner and looks more energetic than before."
"Mom, what do you mean? Are you trying to set up a blind date for me? You older people just love to do that." Qi Yue said indignantly.
"Oh, then I'm doing this for your own good. It's harder to find a partner when you're older, and we can rest assured if you get married."
This was also the first time Qiyue realized that even though 23 is old, the standards of measurement are really different.
Qi Yue hugged her mother's arm and said, "Why, do you dislike me? I don't hate getting married, but seeing you trying to persuade me to get married, you're not the only one thinking this way, are you? Tell me, who is the mastermind behind this? Confess and I'll give you leniency, resist and I'll punish you severely."
"Just stay at home, stay home, and don't go out even on holidays. It's been several days. You don't go out without washing your hair. Is it greasy? Ha, you don't look like a young person at all."
"I've practically memorized the unified rhetoric. I know it must have been Dad who told Mom to say it. He's worried he might not see me get married. No one understands their own body better than the patient themselves, and no one is more concerned about the timing."
Today is the second day of the Chinese New Year. Because Mr. Lan is in poor health, we have dinner at Qi Yue’s house this year, and all the aunts and uncles are here.
During the meal, Father Lan drank half a glass of baijiu. Qiyue thought he was happy because he drank. And, was he happy? He needed alcohol to cheer him up. But Father hadn't drunk in a long time, so Qiyue thought he was neglecting his health and drinking greedily. Angrily, she drank the rest of the glass.
The embarrassing thing was that she drank too much baijiu and choked, which also made her father unhappy. It wasn't because Qiyue drank baijiu, because Lan's father had drunk with Qiyue at home before she went to college. He told Qiyue: "A girl shouldn't drink easily outside. Even if she does drink, it should be in a safe place, with safe people, people you can trust. At the same time, you should know your own weight and know your alcohol tolerance."
Qiyue took every word of her father's teachings to heart. When it comes to drinking, Qiyue is quite a drinker, maybe it's genetic.
Well, when I graduated from college, none of the boys in my class who could drink had ever tried Qiyue. Maybe Qiyue is for kidney function, and the faster you drink it, the faster it is excreted.
Thank God for a certain alcohol tolerance.
I still remember one time at a club party, a senior student secretly wanted to confess his feelings to Qiyue, but Qiyue pretended to be drunk and dodged the request. Qiyue is a good drinker and sometimes she can act well.
Seeing that Qi Yue drank the remaining wine because of anger, Lan's father didn't say anything. Later, Lan's mother told Qi Yue.
"Dad was in pain and wanted to use alcohol to numb his nerves and forget the pain."
If the pain is extreme, will the medicine still be effective?
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