Yunyun

The phoenix flower blooms in two seasons, one season the old ones go away, the other season new ones come.

Under the sunlight, a small fiery red flower was reflected on the window glass of the bookcase, swaying comfortably.

He Youning stopped wiping the window, looked at the smiling faces under the academic hats inside, and felt in a daze that it was another year.

"Teacher He? I'll put the itinerary for the education forum on the weekend on the table for you~"

The appearance of a colleague forced He Youning to look away from the window, "Yeah, that's what I was thinking~"

"The students haven't come yet?" The colleague glanced around, and He Youning was the only one in the empty laboratory, "The current students, don't worry, they all have a Ph. D., and their requirements are too low! Far away, you say yes."

He Youning shook his head and smiled, "Hey, isn't this just the beginning of school? Besides, the times are different. There are too many ideas, so I can't compare them."

"Hey~ I see that among the first group of students you brought in, there were a few really good ones. Didn't one of them develop well abroad? If you have the opportunity, you should really come back and exchange ideas with our students..."

He Youning tapped the cap of the signature pen with his fingertips, and listened to the guest professor's methodological analysis on how to stimulate students' interest in learning.

"One is the clarity of research ideas, which our teachers should induce benignly, and the other is psychologically..."

A somewhat irritable breathing sound appeared beside He Youning, interrupting her train of thought, she turned her head to look, a face that was incompatible with many mature and serious faces in this classroom, sat down hastily, and cast a glance at He Youning He nodded his head and apologized.

The lecture was clichéd, and He Youning had little interest. He looked at the person next to him but took out his notebook and concentrated on recording. Sometimes he frowned, and sometimes he pouted. Compared with the closed-eyed and nodding gestures of the old scholars at the side, he looked very cute.

The girl turned her head suddenly, and was facing He Youning, who looked at her with a somewhat reluctant expression, and the two of them felt a little embarrassed for a moment.He Youning blinked and then turned her eyes to the stage. The girl lowered her head unnaturally, as if she had put her whole face into her notebook, and concentrated on listening to the lecture again.

After half a minute.

"Uh... sorry."

He Youning listened to the inexplicable sound of apology next to her, and before she had time to confirm whether she was the one being apologized, the girl went on to say, "I can't understand what was said on stage, I always feel that it's a little different from what I thought... "

"Well, the method. It's normal for each person to have one idea. It's easy to find a common point and then understand. For example, what method do you usually use to induce students' interest in learning?"

"Well... just, singing and dancing..."

He Youning raised his eyebrows. It is rare for him to be discussing with others and not knowing how to answer the conversation. On the surface, he was calm and thinking with a smile, but in fact, he had already been brainstorming 360 degrees in his head, and suddenly the small light above his head turned on.

Why didn't I think of it earlier, no wonder she looks so young, it turns out that she is a tutor engaged in art performances!He Youning nodded, and praised her immediate reaction. From the girl's point of view, she was agreeing with her method, and she was concentrating on listening to her opinion.

"Actually, it's not easy to take care of children now, it's not like before." He Youning said, and remembered what her colleagues whispered in her ear that morning. It is a different state of mind to speak out and listen to others.

The girl nodded and said yes. After thinking about the children she brought up, some of them were really spoiled. "It's such an age, you can't make sense."

Some sympathies arose in He Youning's heart, it is indeed true, who doesn't understand the truth, the graduate students under him are all in their twenties, reasoning is something that primary and secondary school teachers should do.

"However..." The girl took a deep breath and let it out again, "It's fine as long as you don't cry or make trouble."

He Youning looked surprised, even crying?Immediately, he felt that his situation was not considered difficult. He looked at the girl with sad eyes, and thought about it, those performers are indeed not easy. They really have to work hard. Two, being a tutor really has to worry about it.

"Well, you can't talk about crying, you have to coax, or you will be accused of parents."

He Youning's eyes instantly became more sympathetic, "My students are okay, but they are less autonomous."

The girl tilted her head and saw that she was looking at her with kind and kind eyes. She was a little shy, and then she turned her head to stare at her notebook, "Maybe it's still young, I need to cultivate it slowly."

"As the saying goes, one is old at the age of three, which is no small feat."

The two were chatting, and the professor on the stage had already changed the subject, and was talking about how to guide students to establish a correct outlook on life and future direction.

The girl was a little confused, she shook her head, and met He Youning's eyes, "You know, they have a lot of ideas, all kinds of ideas, although sometimes they are a little unrealistic, but this is their world."

He Youning didn't speak. From her words, she somewhat thought of the entertainment industry, a vicious circle full of gossip and gossip.She had a headache, thinking of a friend of hers, whom she had known since she was a child, he was the one who knew her best among the few friends, and her personality was calm, so that He Youning often gave He Youning the illusion that she was This person should be put in ancient times, living in seclusion to cultivate her mind and nature, and writing poems and paintings is suitable for her artistic conception.But recently, such a person has often complained to her about work. This is not like her. The reason is that their calligraphy studio has now learned the tricks of entertainment marketing. It cannot be said that they are very disgusted, but they are quite at a loss and helpless .

The lecture was over, the people in the classroom dispersed, and they all crowded to the elevator door. He Youning went to the stairwell early, and the girl hurriedly followed He Youning in the crowd. The problem of her own road idiot is really unsolvable through the ages big problem.

"Ah, wait for me. When I came here, I took the stairs. There are many twists and turns here. It took me a long time to find the classroom."

When He Youning heard the voice behind her, thinking of her panting appearance when she first arrived, she knew in her heart, "Then follow me, I know the way."

The girl went down to the second floor and was about to push the door out, but was dragged back by He Youning, "You are really a road idiot, you are still on the first floor."

"Huh? Didn't we come down from the fourth floor?"

"No, it's the fifth floor."

The girl's eyes were dull, she stopped in the stairwell and glanced at F2 on the wall, reached into her canvas bag and took out the schedule of the lecture, looked at it for ten seconds and her face flushed, "Could it be, I've been In the venue on the fifth floor, I listened for three hours, ah, this is called, the promotion of methodology and the establishment of future directions in higher education???"

He Youning made a rough guess, brought the itinerary over, and glanced at the contents of the venue on the fourth floor.

In fact, sometimes when people can’t tell the difference between dreams and reality, they will really pinch themselves, just like now, the two people in the stairwell each pinched themselves, and the girl couldn’t believe that she entered the wrong venue because she walked to the wrong floor He also bit the bullet and listened to completely irrelevant and incomprehensible content for three hours, while He Youning, um, watched the "Guidelines for Preschool Supervision Work for Early Childhood Education" and recalled the conversation between the two just now, wishing that he was now I'm living a dream.

It must be a dream, right?

"Hiss..." The two made the same painful sound, obviously, they weren't.

You have to say something, He Youning looked at the girl with a blushing face and didn't dare to look directly at him, so he pointed to tomorrow's schedule on the itinerary, "Look, there is a child health care tomorrow, you can come and listen, Don't waste your weekends..."

"Ah, good..." The girl took the itinerary and followed behind He Youning awkwardly, not daring to vent her anger.

After going out of the gate, He Youning went to the parking lot not far away and pushed the bicycle out. This made the girl refresh her view on the profession of professor.

"The gate is just ahead, can you find it? I'm leaving~"

"Ah wait...wait a minute, can you tell me which way the bus station goes? Actually, I'm not very familiar with this area..."

He Youning couldn't help laughing, "Huh? Is this area?"

Seeing that the girl's face turned red again, He Youning felt that she was a bit bad, and didn't intend to tease her anymore, "Let's go, I'll take you there."

The girl happily followed and sat sideways on the back seat of He Youning's bicycle without saying a word.

"Uh..." He Youning felt that the girl might have misunderstood what she meant by "bring".

"what happened?"

"fine."

The girl is shaking her legs happily, the sun shines through the shade of the tree mottled on her face, the autumn wind is refreshing, the raised hair is casually attached to the corner of the mouth, the girl gently pushes her fingers away and puts it behind her ears, her eyes are also Instead of looking at the person pushing the cart in front of him, he just asked questions about this and that.

"Why do you ride a bicycle? I thought you all drove in this capacity."

"Low carbon and environmental protection, exercise, no traffic jams."

"Oh~ so what is your major?"

"Biomedical Science."

"Wow, that sounds amazing... Will you come to the lecture tomorrow?"

"Well... I'm not coming."

For some reason, the girl felt a trace of disappointment in her heart. She turned her head and glanced at the person in front of her, "Oh? Why have you been pushing the cart instead of riding it?"

I will not bring people.

He Youning answered in his heart, but on the surface he was very stubborn to find an objective reason.

"arrive."

The girl jumped out of the back seat, just in time for the waiting car to arrive, said goodbye hastily and got into the car.

It was quiet in the kindergarten on Friday afternoon, without the usual noisy sounds, the girl was not used to it, and when she was walking to the office, she met a colleague from the logistics department coming out of the staff dormitory, "Oh boy, you went to the bank again ?"

"Yes, Mr. Wen, didn't you go to the lecture, why didn't you go home directly?"

Hearing the word lecture, the girl smiled uncomfortably to cover up, "Well, I'll get some materials, and I'll go to another lecture tomorrow."

"The children are really blessed to have such a responsible and good teacher as Teacher Wen~"

"Oh, boy, don't praise me... I'm sorry, this is not the beginning of this job, I have to learn more knowledge. Speaking of it, the boy is better, and I send money every month to take care of my family. I'm just worried, I don't remember what money I spent every day, and I live in a daze all day, and today I still..."

"What else?"

"Ah, it's all right... Are your parents in good health in their hometown?"

"Well, it's not bad. I have my older brother and younger brother to take care of me. Let's not talk about it. I'll go to the bank first. It's going to close when I get there late."

After saying goodbye to the little boy, the girl patted her chest and exhaled, almost telling the story of today's oolong, that would be embarrassing.

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