Lin Yi couldn't help laughing.
"So what you mean is that your educational philosophy is correct?" Lin Yi said with a hint of sarcasm.
"Of course. I specifically consulted many educators and combined my own views to come up with this educational philosophy." The man said, noting that Lin Yi didn't seem to believe it.
So he decisively took out a business card.
"Zhao Gang, general manager of a certain company in Donghai City."
"General Manager Zhao, so it's you." Although Lin Yi wanted to laugh, he still liked to see others pretending to be cool in front of him.
"I'm just a small manager. I'm just stating my position and social status, and telling you that what I said is conditional."
"It's also to tell you that there is a reason why I'm so successful. Today I'm happy and want to talk to you more. If it were someone else, if it was another day, I wouldn't tell you even if you begged me." The man talked incessantly.
Lin Yi grinned, knowing that this kind of person was just idle and would be too bored to be alone, so he would pick on someone and talk to him loudly.
"Okay, I'll listen to your brilliant ideas." Lin Yi yawned and forced himself to cheer up.
"Smart, you think the outcome of this kind of game is unimportant, but I don't think so."
"I think children's desire to win and competitive spirit must be cultivated from an early age and must be grasped tightly. Whenever there is a competition, if our children don't come in first, they won't be able to eat when they go home."
"My son, Zhao Gang, can only be number one!"
Hearing this, Lin Yi fell into deep thought, then smiled and said, "Then your child must be under a lot of pressure. How old is he? I think he is only ten years old."
"Isn't this a bad idea?"
Zhao Gang stretched out his index finger and shook it fiercely, saying, "Wrong, wrong, wrong. Pressure is motivation. I faced so much pressure when I was a child, but I still have the success I have today."
"Besides, my son has proved through his actions that my educational philosophy is very correct."
"Oh? How do you prove that?"
"Of course the grades prove it. My son is a celebrity in school. Everyone knows that. From the first grade to the fifth grade, he has been a three-good student and an outstanding league cadre every year. He is trusted by teachers and loved by students." When he said this, Zhao Gang looked proud and proud.
But Zhao Gang found that Lin Yi had a blank expression on his face and did not react as he expected, which made him feel unhappy.
"Ahem, in addition to these honors in school, in amateur competitions, my son has won first prize in the elementary and middle school piano competition, first prize in the singing competition, first prize in the small concert competition, first prize in the taekwondo competition, and several second prizes. I won't go into details. I'm embarrassed to ask."
Zhao Gang talked incessantly, knowing everything about his children's achievements.
However, Lin Yi just nodded without much reaction.
"Ahem, brother, what's with that expression on your face? Isn't my son excellent?"
Lin Yi thought about it, nodded affirmatively and said: "Excellent, of course, but the degree of excellence is very average. I think you are a bit too aggressive, which is not good for the child's growth. I think it's better to let the child do what he should do."
"My humble opinion! My humble opinion!" Zhao Gang looked at Lin Yi with disdain and shook his head, showing some disdain to argue with him.
"Whatever. Everyone has different educational philosophies. There is no right or wrong." Lin Yi smiled faintly, not wanting to argue with him about this.