Ting Shuang has been watching dog movies online these days.
He's researching which dog is better for him and Boss Bai.
First, be handsome, and second, be smart, just like Boss Bai.
"Boss Bai, what kind of dog do you think you are like?" Ting Shuang asked Bai Changyi.
Bai Changyi, who was reading a book, raised his eyes when he heard the words: "I think you want to be beaten."
"Don't, think about answering me." Ting Shuang threw the mouse and sat on Bai Changyi's lap, "I'm serious."
"I'm also telling the truth." Bai Changyi said.
"Then I think about it myself." Ting Shuang slipped back in front of the computer, "...I wanted to discuss it with you."
The light on the computer screen kept changing, reflecting in his eyes, giving the impression that he was looking forward to something.
Bai Changyi watched Ting Shuang for a while and said, "I leave this matter to you, I don't care."
"Huh? What?" Ting Shuang's eyes were still fixed on the dog on the screen.
"Before raising a dog." Bai Changyi walked over and handed Ting Shuang a credit card, "Decide what breed to raise, what channel to buy or adopt, how to get vaccines and microchips, how to pay taxes for dogs, and how to give dogs Buying insurance... it's your responsibility."
Responsibility makes people grow.
In Bai Changyi's view, self-efficacy should be built through continuous efforts to accomplish one thing after another. If there is any way to get rid of feeling incompetent, it is the experience of success, even if it is just a small success, which will be etched into the bones as an important life experience.
Children should exercise more.
The more successful you are, the more confident you will be and the more secure you will be.
If these are not enough to fill Ting Shuang's lack of security, that's okay, Bai Changyi still has enough love.
"Ah? I have no experience at all... " Ting Shuang looked up at Bai Changyi.
Bai Changyi smoothed Ting Shuang's hair: "After this, you will have it."
After more than a month, Ting Shuang completed all the procedures for raising a dog.
On a sunny Monday afternoon, he brought back a two-month-old Weimaraner.
When Bai Changyi got home in the evening, Ting Shuang was sewing the sofa, looking so bitter as an old mother sewing clothes for her son under an oil lamp. The rug in front of the sofa bulged, and the clump was still crawling in and out of the rug.
"Ting, what happened at home?" Bai Changyi's eyes followed the bumps on the carpet.
"I brought our son back." Ting Shuang turned around, as if unveiling some great artwork, and lifted the carpet very proudly - "Ouch."
The puppy with big ears was lying on the ground, and his bright round blue-gray eyes looked at Bai Changyi.
Bai Changyi stood a few meters away from the carpet, looking down at the puppy.
The man and the dog looked at each other for three seconds.
Ting Shuang introduced Bai Changyi to the dog: "This is Papa."
The puppy wagged its tail and ran over lovingly to rub its head against Bai Changyi's trousers.
Ting Shuang introduced the dog to Bai Changyi: "This is Vico."
Bai Changyi picked up the puppy skillfully and asked Ting Shuang, "I'm his Papa, so what are you?"
Ting Shuang solemnly announced in a broadcast tone: "I am his father."
"This father." Bai Changyi glanced at the appalling furniture in the living room, "Have you enrolled your son in dog school?"
"I was watching school online just now..." Ting Shuang's lively broadcast voice suddenly died down, "when I come out of the study... It's like this at home. And... this is your son too."
"Well." Bai Changyi said with a smile, "I also have a responsibility."
Getting my son into school needs to be on the agenda as soon as possible.
Tingshuang spent another two days to choose a dog school.
When choosing a school, he was just like the parents of school-age children, carefully researched and selected carefully, and finally chose a small class of four dogs. This small class is quite special. It is a couple who are required to raise a dog. The course introduction is very warmly written: Mom and Dad will participate in the education of the dog together and accompany the dog to grow up.
In short, two people and one dog, take classes together, learn together, and make progress together.
Classes are scheduled for every Monday afternoon, starting next week.
On the morning of the first class at the dog school, Ting Shuang finished Bai Changyi's class and stayed until all the students had left before reminding Bai Changyi, "Papa, don't forget to come to class in the afternoon."
He called Bai Changyi like this these few days, and it was smooth.
As long as no one else hears it, it's okay to call it that.
There is another one that is more troublesome. He took Vico to the dog school in the afternoon. No matter how the teachers in the school called Vico's name, Vico didn't respond.
The teacher asked Ting Shuang, "Is his name really Vico?"
Ting Shuang thought about it and called out in Chinese, "Son?"
Vico ran over happily, rubbing his head against Ting Cream's calf.
teacher:"… "
Teacher: "You teach me how to pronounce... goose? Zi?"
Ting Shuang: "Son."
The teacher tried to roll his tongue: "Errrrrrr? Zi?"
Ting Shuang: "Very good."
The other three German couples on the sidelines applauded in unison.
"Okay." The teacher clapped his hands and signaled to start the class, "Today we will first learn the body language and expressions of dogs, understand the difference between their body language, expressions and humans, and then learn some passwords to practice making dogs Act on these orders."
The learning format of the first part is not bad from Ting Shuang's usual class, but the content is much simpler, so there is no problem. When it comes to the practice of the second part, the problem arises. Four couples who had just practiced "sit down" with their dog and stood on the grass on a leash.
"Now we have to practice, let the dog run from that side to this side." The teacher made a gesture, "Come, now, Dad is standing here, and Mom is leading the dog to fifty meters away, there There is a mark."
Three women lead the dog to the mark fifty meters away.
Ting Shuang and Bai Changyi stood there.
The teacher saw that Ting Shuang and Bai Changyi did not move, and suddenly realized the question of the name. When she was in class before, all the couples she met were heterosexual couples, so she was used to using her parents to distinguish the two of them.
"...you go." Ting Shuang said to Bai Changyi, "I want to be in the father's group."
Boss Bai, who is anyone, doesn't care about this superficial title, and immediately leads the dog to the mothers.
"Please wait." The teacher stopped Bai Changyi, "I'm sorry, I haven't encountered this situation before. I think we should choose another grouping method. According to our current situation, it is very difficult to group by gender. Sorry."
The teacher thought about it for a while, and came up with a method that satisfied everyone (except Bai Changyi): "In this way, mothers come back first. Now, the younger one of my partners is standing with me, and the older one is standing with me. Take the dog to fifty meters away. This side is the young group, there is the older group."
Bai Changyi: "..."
"You go." Bai Changyi said to Ting Shuang, "I want to be in the young group."
Ting Shuang looked at Bai Changyi's eyes, and the corners of her mouth curled up.
Bai Changyi said, "What are you laughing at?"
Ting Shuang kissed Bai Changyi's lips: "You are so cute."
Then he led the dog to the senior group.
Back home in the evening, Ting Shuang and Bai Changyi were in good spirits, and the dog was exhausted.
Originally, Weimaraners were more active. They didn’t stop every night without tossing around. Today, Vico was having too much fun with his companions on the grass, so he stopped not long after he got home.
Usually in families with children, if the couple wants to do something adult at night, they will let the children go to bed earlier.
This is the situation at home now.
The right time and place are harmonious with people and dogs.
Ting Shuang, who had just squatted and listened to the dog's purring for two minutes, ran to the study and said in the old father's tone, "Our son is asleep."
Bai Changyi is routinely replying to the email: "Wait a minute."
Ting Shuang saw that Bai Changyi was still working, so she opened a notebook and checked her mailbox.
This investigation, he found that from this Monday to next Friday, these two weeks are course evaluation time. Although there are still a few weeks before the real end of the semester, he can already rate all the courses he has taken this semester. It doesn't matter if you take the final exam or not.
I have taken several courses, which professor should I evaluate first...
cough.
To be fair, let's go alphabetically.
The first of thirty letters in German is apparently...B.
The first of the twenty-six letters in English is apparently also... B.
That's right.
Coincidentally, the first professor whose surname starts with B is Prof. Bai.
Ting Shuang clicked on the Robotik evaluation page.
When he was doing the course evaluation last semester, he felt that the questionnaire was stinky and long, and it was annoying to fill out a page. Now he can't wait for the questionnaire to be designed a little longer. It's better to have more subjective questions so that he can write an essay. A small essay on Bai Changyi.
Evaluation Part I: Course Content. Does the professor integrate the course content well with practicality
of course.
Is the content of the course taught by the professor outdated
of course not.
Does the professor's course content coordinate with the content of other courses
of course.
Does the professor put too much demands on students
of course.
and many more.
How should this be evaluated...
Ting Shuang was tangled.
"What are you looking at?" Bai Changyi's voice came from behind Ting Shuang.
Ting Shuang was about to close the notebook, but Bai Changyi had already read the words on the screen: "Does the professor have high requirements for students? Ting, you filled in 'yes'."
"Well... no..." Ting Shuang didn't dare to turn her head, "I'm still thinking about..."
Bai Changyi: "What to consider."
Ting Shuang: "...Consider which is more important, love or justice."
Bai Changyi kissed Ting Shuang's hair: "Think about it."
"...Love, of course it's love." Ting Shuang immediately changed "yes" to "no".
To the last question of the course content section: How difficult is this course
There are five levels of options: too easy, relatively easy, moderate, relatively difficult, and too difficult.
Ting Shuang slowly moved the cursor to "Too Difficult".
He turned his head to look at Bai Changyi, and Bai Changyi's eyes were kind.
Ting Shuang slowly moved the cursor from "too difficult" to "more difficult".
He turned his head to look at Bai Changyi again, and Bai Changyi still looked kind.
Ting Shuang slowly moved the cursor from "difficult" to "moderate".
Click to confirm.
Ting Shuang had a hunch that the two most unconscionable questions in his life had already been answered today.
The rest of life is nothing but magnanimity.
The following parts of the questionnaire are well evaluated, teaching structure, teaching theory and method, professor's professional level, teaching attitude, personality charm... Love and justice are completely consistent.
Just fill in as perfect as you want.
Ting Shuang continued to flip through the questionnaire.
Eh
How come there are not only questions about professors, but also questions about students
Could it be that the questionnaire for this semester has been revised...
Question 1: Do you usually preview this course
Options: Never, Occasionally, Often, Always.
Ting Shuang felt a chill in her heart.
"Why don't you choose?" Bai Changyi said in Ting Shuang's ear, "I want to know too."