Chapter 22: Remote feeding and second psychological counseling

At noon, the cafeteria.

Zhai Da shoveled banana-stuffed bitter melon with one hand and held his phone with the other.

"Malnutrition" sent him a message again.

"I'm eating lunch."

Probably understanding what this girl meant, Zhai Da replied: "What are you eating?"

After a while.

"Malnutrition": Cold skin noodles.

"Zhai Da Handsome Guy": Cold skin noodles have no nutrition, you ask the boss lady to add two poached eggs.

This time "Malnutrition" replied a bit slowly:

"Added."

"Eat, you have to finish it."

"Finished."

Don't say... you really don't say.

This feeling of sending tasks remotely is really quite a feeling...

The rest of the day passed very peacefully, and the imagined teacher talk didn't happen. Chu Xiang really made it up out of thin air.

Although he didn't hand in homework, he listened very carefully in class, especially in Chinese and English classes. One foundation was too good to learn effortlessly, and the other foundation was too poor, but any bit he learned was a huge progress.

He also finally learned how to spell that correct "beach."

In addition, the "rumor" that Lin Shuyao confessed to Zhai Da was mastered by the kings of the gossip world, that is, the group of girls, because it reached the ears of the heavens, and began to spread rapidly on campus.

From the perspective of reputation, it was a good thing for Zhai Da. He began to get rid of the identity of a bitter man and achieved a class leap, becoming the man chased by the school beauty.

The lick-dog was completely transformed into Pan Hong.

But from the perspective of delaying energy, the strange scrutinizing gazes of classmates during class breaks were god-annoying.

Especially since Lin Shuyao had many lick-dogs, while the public opinion reversed, it was estimated that the hidden hostility would not be less.

So whenever he saw Wu Yue, he would kick his butt.

During the evening self-study, the math teacher came to occupy the class, and the class was wailing. Among all subjects, math was the most tormenting. A big class could make the human brain learn into a human machine.

And Zhai Da had a death-free gold medal, swaggering away alone, to the top floor of the teaching building, and knocked on the office of Teacher Shen Rui.

According to the agreement, Zhai Da came to Teacher Shen Rui for the second time, and it was the last time.

Although he was very disgusted with the so-called "psychological counseling" at the beginning, the last chat was quite pleasant, so today Zhai Da actually brought a little expectation.

After all, he could legitimately skip evening self-study.

Teacher Shen Rui was still in the appearance of working at his desk, his fountain pen writing something constantly. It was unclear why a leisurely "ideological and political" teacher had so many things to deal with every day.

Seeing Zhai Da come in, Shen Rui stood up with a smile: "Student Zhai, see you again."

Zhai Da thought the other party was going to make tea, but didn't expect that after a while, he touched two bottles of Assam milk tea from the cabinet and handed one to Zhai Da.

"Hot water is gone, but you should like this better."

Zhai Da was surprised: "Office stock?"

Shen Rui made a shushing gesture: "Don't tell other students, a little personal hobby."

Zhai Da suddenly thought of a copy that was everywhere in later generations.

Interesting souls are one in ten thousand.

Shen Rui still didn't come up to care about whether Zhai Da's "emotions were normal." This kind of question is observed, not asked. The topic followed the last time and said:

"I asked my third uncle two days ago, Student Zhai's grandfather really knew my mother. Because of the army's needs in the 1960s, the textile factory made precision instruments, and they were coworkers for a period of time."

Zhai Da listened very carefully, but still shook his head regretfully: "Sorry, I can't verify it."

Shen Rui comforted: "It's okay, if you are not interested in this topic, we can talk about something else."

"No, actually I am very interested..."

Shen Rui took a sip of Assam and said: "My uncle heard the name 'Yu Lihua' and was very excited, saying that it was a technical expert transferred from the Northeast. You know that in that era, basic industry was all in the Northeast."

"He was a technical pacesetter that year and even studied hard to get into university. My uncle said the factory even held a celebration and wore a big red flower, but unfortunately, it seemed he didn't go in the end."

Speaking of this, Zhai Da connected with his own memory and added: "Grandfather took the college entrance exam at the age of 30, but soon because of... that, he went to the Northwest and didn't come back for several years.

"By the way, what did your grandfather die of?"

Zhai Da said: "Cancer, several kinds."

Shen Rui was thoughtful, his fingers gently tapping the bottle cap of Assam.

Northwest, 1960s....

Actually, many things about grandfather were also very blurry to Zhai Da. He felt that he was not an exception. Few people could know the experiences of their grandparents' generation like the back of their hand, and it was good to know roughly their work and life trajectory.

The passion and years of the older generation, for young people, are just residues precipitated in life.

Inevitably, Zhai Da thought of that 28-inch bicycle.

Its crossbar was as hard as the spine of the original owner...

Does it mean that he got into university but was sent to the Northwest for seven or eight years?

With Zhai Da's grandfather as the topic, the second "psychological counseling" began.

In fact, Zhai Da could roughly guess Shen Rui's train of thought, which was to use grandfather's experience to remind himself:

Short-term setbacks are not the result from a long-term perspective, but just a process.

I'm afraid of extreme thinking, because of little experience, mistaking the process for the result.

Shen Rui didn't ask what the reason for Zhai Da's fainting was. Neither of the two chats asked, whether it was academic pressure or confession failure, it didn't matter, but raised to a height to talk.

Of course, this person's chat always went off-topic, and even said a lot about his own things when studying in Jingbei.

And bluntly said that for a "child from an ordinary family in a county town or village," the psychological impact brought by big cities is the first level to pass, even if it is a top student.

Also reminded Zhai Da that no matter what the result is after the college entrance exam, if you go to a big city, you must stay calm.

Before leaving, Shen Rui said: "According to the school's requirements, the two psychological counseling sessions are over. I maintain the first view, actually you don't need it at all."

After speaking, he smiled and raised his eyebrows: "But it just so happens that you can skip an evening self-study, and I can also change my brain."

Zhai Da asked curiously: "Are you very busy with work?"

This is a bit annoying.

"My work is not busy, just a little long-term research."

Does ideological and political also need research? Shen Rui should not be referring to researching lesson plans...

Social sciences...

He only knew that university teachers all have scientific research, and even teaching is not the main work. Didn't expect high school teachers to be able to do it too.

Shen Rui said: "Then the psychological counseling is officially over. However, if there are any problems, Student Zhai can still knock on my door."

Zhai Da nodded, he always had a feeling.

He would come again. ===== CHAPTER 23 =====

I will come again.