midnight.
Zhu Yun sat in a chair with a mobile phone in front of her. She had been staring at it intently for half an hour.
"What are you doing..." Fang Shumiao went to the bathroom while sorting out the materials, and said to Zhu Yun when she came out, "Can you see flowers for it?"
Zhu Yun came back to her senses, rubbed her hands together, picked up her phone and walked out.
Fang Shumiao: "Why are you going?"
"Make a call and be back soon." Zhu Yun replied.
She came to the balcony of the dormitory, closed the door with her backhand, and dialed her mother's phone.
After a few rings, the phone connected.
"Hello?"
"mom."
"Zhu Yun, why are you calling? What are you doing?"
"Have you gotten off work?"
"Down, what's the matter, let's talk."
Zhu Yun was lying on the railing, and the metal railing was frozen cold in the night wind.
"It's nothing... I just miss you, so I'll give you a call." Zhu Yun whispered.
When the mother heard her daughter acting like a baby, she smiled and said, "Mom misses you too."
"Um."
"How are you doing? The exam is coming soon. When is the holiday?"
"Next week is the exam week. After the exam, you should have a holiday soon."
"You should study hard."
"..."
Zhu Yun was silent for a few seconds, and her mother asked, "What's wrong?"
"nothing… "
"Then why are you hesitating?"
"without… "
Zhu Yun hesitated to speak, but her mother said: "Mom has been a teacher for half her life, but she still can't tell if you have any problems? Tell her, what's wrong?"
Zhu Yun: "A teacher in our school is too strict with the students." She scratched her chin with her fingers, where Zhang Xiaobei's hot tea had been splashed, and it was still a little red.
Mother laughed.
"Strict teachers make high-quality students. When your father was in school, he was famous for his strictness. Otherwise, would he be able to bring out such good grades? Teachers are loose, how can students make progress?"
Zhu Yun turned over and leaned her back against the railing.
There is still not a single star in the sky tonight.
After a few seconds of silence, she said:
"Mom, my grades are dropping fast."
Mother paused: "What?"
"I was fourth in the class in the middle of the semester, but I fell to ninth in the last test."
"What's the reason? The course is difficult?"
"no."
"What's the matter?"
Zhu Yun squinted at the sheets hanging outside the dormitory upstairs.
What kind of pattern is that, a cartoon or a pattern
"What's the matter?" Mother asked, "Did you encounter problems in your studies?"
"No. A teacher in the graduate department of our department pulled me over to help with the project. Time is running out, and I don't have time to review other subjects—"
"Nonsense!"
Before Zhu Yun finished speaking, she was interrupted by her mother sharply.
"Graduate students are graduate students, so it's none of your business to pull you to do a project, thanks to your teacher who figured it out!"
Zhu Yun said in a low voice: "She also had good intentions and said that let's exercise our practical ability."
The mother said: "Zhu Yun, you are still too young to understand anything. You don't need to worry about this matter. I will ask your father to deal with it. You should study hard. I will see your final grades then."
"oh."
"Tell me what's the name of that graduate advisor?"
Zhu Yun hesitated and said, "Mom... she is an associate professor in our school."
"That's right, that's really a great skill." Mother sneered twice, "A small associate professor dares to be so arrogant, and the school is really lawless now. Tell mom, what's the name of this graduate tutor?"
Zhu Yun pursed her lips, she finally saw the pattern of the sheets hanging upstairs.
It's a dog.
"Zhang Xiaobei."
At the entrance of the hotel, Zhu Yun called to confirm the room and went upstairs.
This is an upscale hotel in the city center that specializes in Chinese food. The three floors are all decorated in Chinese style, with carved columns and painted buildings, magnificent.
The waiter was well-trained, and after inquiring about Zhu Yun's room, she took her upstairs with a smile on her face.
The cornices and bucket arches on both sides of the stairs are exquisitely laid out, and Zhu Yun is dazzled by seeing them along the way.
The private room is on the third floor, named "Hundred Flowers".
The waiter opened the door for Zhu Yun, said please come in, and bowed to leave.
Seeing her enter the room, greet her alone.
"Zhu Yun, come."
The middle-aged man sitting inside and waving at her was Zhu Yun's father, Zhu Guangyi, the deputy director of the Provincial Department of Education and also the governor of the school.
Zhu Yun went over with her head depressed, sat down beside Zhu Guangyi, and called out in a low voice, "Dad."
Zhu Guangyi motioned to Zhu Yun for the person sitting on the other side of him, and said, "I don't know the principal, how did this student become?"
Zhu Yun hurriedly bowed her head to the principal Qian Wendong.
"Hi principal."
"Hello."
Qian Wendong waved his hand, and said to Zhu Guangyi, "I don't blame the child, I'm so busy that I don't touch the ground every day, and not many students in the school know me."
Zhu Guangyi: "I'm really busy. Recently, the country has deepened educational reforms and made heavy blows to combat fakes and chaos. I haven't left work on time for a long time."
Principal Qian exchanged some pleasantries, and then asked the waiter to start serving the dishes.
The father and the principal have been good friends for many years, and they have a lot of educational plans to talk about when they meet. Zhu Yun secretly looks across the dining table from the corner of her eye.
Zhang Xiaobei sat at the place closest to the door. Today, she was naked, her face was a little pale, she was wearing plain overalls, and her feet... Presumably they should be a pair of flat shoes.
Including her and her father, there were nine people at the dinner table, except for the principal and Zhang Xiaobei, Zhu Yun didn't know anyone else.
The dishes are served.
Principal Qian gave the opening speech with a smile.
"I am an old classmate and old friend with Zhu Duxue, and we haven't seen each other for a long time. The so-called 'old friends gather together with tears, looking back on the past, there is no end to talk', we don't have to make it so miserable, we have to have a good time together. While everyone If you have time, let's communicate with each other and deal with some misunderstandings by the way."
Everyone nodded, and Principal Qian said, "Everyone, don't just look at me, you haven't eaten yet, eat first, and talk while eating."
As soon as everyone took the chopsticks, Zhang Xiaobei stood up across the floor with a swipe of the chopsticks. She went straight to Zhu Guangyi and Qian Wendong, lowered her head and said, "Principal Qian, Supervisor Zhu, I have a few words to say. If I don't say it... I can't eat this meal."
At the end, he wiped his eyes quickly with his hand.
Cried
Zhu Yun couldn't see clearly from this angle.
Zhu Guangyi didn't say a word, but Principal Qian said, "If you have anything to say, please tell me."
"First of all, I have to admit my mistakes." Zhang Xiaobei said, "I was too young, too impatient, and too eager to make achievements, so I made such a mistake."
Her voice today was as weak as a terminally ill girl.
"But I really didn't have bad intentions. Please believe that my original intention is good! Zhu Yun participated in the project of Languan Company before, and her level was unanimously recognized by everyone. That's why I want her Participate in other projects."
"But I was too anxious and had a bad temper. There was a communication problem with her..."
As Zhang Xiaobei spoke, she turned to Zhu Yun.
"I sincerely apologize to you. I was the one who went too far."
Zhang Xiaobei was the only one standing in the whole room, with her head bowed deeply, trembling slightly, revealing a sense of helplessness.
Zhu Yun believed her helplessness was real.
Because in this "Hundred Flowers Room", only Zhu Yun has a lower status than her.
…or…
Zhu Yun saw her father sitting upright from the corner of her eye. Her status seemed to be higher than Zhang Xiaobei's now.
She was thinking wildly.
After Zhang Xiaobei finished speaking, Zhu Guangyi said calmly, "Teachers and students are under a lot of pressure now, and we must be considerate and understand each other."
Zhang Xiaobei nodded slightly.
Zhu Guangyi: "Teachers' pressure mainly comes from school job evaluation, which is also the most important crux of many problems at present."
Zhang Xiaobei felt deeply. She finally raised her head and wanted to say something, but Zhu Guangyi turned to Principal Qian and said, "But because of this, we need to intensify supervision. Resolutely put an end to those professional title evaluations that add corruption, complaints, and chaos!" "
His words were suddenly harsh, making Zhang Xiaobei's shoulders tremble.
Zhu Guangyi said in a deep voice: "Nowadays, there are many teachers whose morality has fallen, and they will do everything for their own benefit! Fake degrees, fake papers, fake awards! The teaching level is low, but they rely on their prostitution to gain power and lose their moral conscience. Bullying students and breeding malpractice, is this the original intention of 'job evaluation'?"
Principal Qian also had a serious face, frowning, and agreed: "That's right, although the crackdown is intensifying now, there are still people who take chances and take advantage of loopholes. Such things must be eliminated."
Zhang Xiaobei's face was pale, her body swayed, and she barely stopped.
For this meal, the two of them couldn't taste it.
One is Zhang Xiaobei and the other is Zhu Yun.
There was a single serving of mushroom soup in front of him, and Zhu Yun felt sick when he saw the oil stars floating on the soup.
She was sick of soup, Zhang Xiaobei, and herself.
After dinner, Zhu Guangyi and Qian Wendong had something else to discuss, and Zhu Yun took a taxi back to school first.
It was already very late, she came to the laboratory building, and the windows of the base were emitting a faint light.
There is only one person left, and only one light is turned on.
He was still in the same posture, nestled in the chair, with his long legs folded on the table, with a computer on his lap, and an ashtray in his hand.
Li Xun was typing the code, and he was extremely focused until a head protruded from his face.
Li Xun shuddered, and the cigarette ash dropped into his hand, so hot that he shook off the cigarette and stood up straight away.
Zhu Yun was enjoying himself.
Li Xun stared at her: "Are you a human or a ghost?"
"you guess."
Li Xun glanced at her, patted his clothes, and sat down again.
Zhu Yun floated to her place, Li Xun said, "What are you here for?"
"have a look."
Li Xun squinted at her.
Zhu Yun: "What's wrong?"
Li Xun shook his head and continued to work. Zhu Yun asked him: "Where is the progress?"
Li Xun hooked his fingers, and Zhu Yun leaned over.
He showed her the function now completed.
The room was very quiet, Li Xun didn't speak too loudly, Zhu Yun listened attentively, and gradually forgot the content.
really.
Sure enough.
Just like what she thought before, come here to take a look and listen for a while, and the nausea will disappear. She developed Li Xun's other functions besides swearing and writing codes - invigorating the stomach and eliminating food, soothing the liver and relieving depression.
"Hello."
Zhu Yun came back to her senses and found that Li Xun was looking at her quietly.
He has been tired all day and has no energy to tease, so he asked bluntly: "Is there really no need for help?"
Zhu Yun: "It's all right."
"real?"
"Um."
Li Xun nodded, looked at the screen, but didn't do anything. After a few seconds, he whispered, "I'll tell you in advance."
"Um."
He frowned: "Don't torment yourself."
"… Um."
Li Xun cursed a few more words before returning to work.