Tao Lisong finished the last mustard chili and said, "I haven't eaten the snacks from my hometown for many years. Thank you for providing me with this bag of delicious food."
Chen Hansheng didn't know that Tao Lisong was also from Chuanyu until now.
"Let's start the class now, although we have been delayed for 20 minutes."
Tao Lisong glanced at Chen Hansheng, "But I think the 20 minutes are worth it, because practical actions are more educational than theoretical books. Today we are going to talk about how to improve the cohesion of a team."
Then Tao Lisong started the class, but this teacher was very interesting. He used what happened just now as an example, for example:
"What are the factors that affect the cohesion of an enterprise? The consistency of members, the status in the group, the behavior pattern of the core leaders …"
"The consistency of members. Just now everyone ate this bag of mustard chili. When you feel the heat in your stomach, do you also feel warm in your heart? But if someone didn't eat it just now, he belongs to the excluded group, because his behavior is not consistent with everyone else's."
"The status in the group. The class monitor and the group secretary are responsible for coordinating and organizing all the class activities. Others trust their leadership ability. Otherwise, there will be a lot of mustard chili left."
"As for the behavior pattern of the core leaders, the way the class monitor solved the problem directly is also the fair system that an efficient team pursues. He can ensure that everyone's basic rights in the organization will not be damaged."
… ….
Chen Hansheng felt a little embarrassed. Although he would make the same arrangement if it was someone else in the class, he still had a preference for Shen Youchu.
After the class, when other students were preparing to go back to the dormitory, Chen Hansheng said to Shen Youchu, "You wait here for a while, I'll go buy something."
Shen Youchu's mood in the morning was like a roller coaster.
Her classmates disliked the side dishes that she made, she felt wronged.
Chen Hansheng "forced" others to taste it, she felt touched.
In the end, Tao Lisong analyzed the problem with theory and practice. She suddenly understood and was also a little confused.
That figure stood more and more firmly in her world.
After a while, Chen Hansheng came back with a bottle of toilet water in his hand.
"Roll up your sleeves," Chen Hansheng said.
Shen Youchu was a little embarrassed. Chen Hansheng frowned and shouted, "Hurry up."
"Oh, oh, oh."
Shen Youchu was frightened by the fierce look on her face. She could only slowly roll up the sleeves of her uniform.
Chen Hansheng felt that her movements were too slow, so he simply took Shen Youchu's hand and pushed it up along her wrist, revealing her tender arm.
However, there were a few abrupt red bumps on it, which greatly affected its beauty. Chen Hansheng also felt a little distressed.
Shen Youchu struggled to pull back, but Chen Hansheng glared at her, so she didn't dare to move. She only resisted weakly with words, "Can, can I apply it myself?"
Chen Hansheng didn't care at all. He poured the toilet water into his palm, lowered his head, and gently pressed it on the red dots.
Shen Youchu looked at the top of Chen Hansheng's head. This boy was applying the medicine for her. He was serious, careful, and overbearing.
"This one is done. Now, the other one."
Chen Hansheng lowered his head and said.
Shen Youchu seemed to be used to it. She silently rolled up the other sleeve and handed it to Chen Hansheng for him to hold.
"So silly."
Chen Hansheng smiled in his heart. He didn't know if he was talking about Shen Youchu's busy work for two days because of his joke, or about her character of being bullied.
After applying the medicine on both arms, Chen Hansheng asked again, "Are there red spots on your calves?"
Shen Youchu nodded.
"Then take off your pants."
Chen Hansheng said expressionlessly.
Shen Youchu heard it and immediately became nervous. She begged, "I want to apply it myself."
Chen Hansheng didn't say anything with a stern face.
"I'm begging you."
Shen Youchu's peach-blossom eyes were moist again.
Chen Hansheng didn't tease her anymore. "Take the floral water back. Don't scratch it with your hands when it itches."
Shen Youchu wiped her tears with the back of her hand and nodded silently.
"Where is Secretary Yu's bottle of mustard and chili?"
Chen Hansheng thought of this. He didn't want to accidentally eat up his share.
Shen Youchu took out a glass jar from her small cloth bag. It was full of mustard and chili. Chen Hansheng was about to take it, but Shen Youchu took out another bottle.
"For me?"
Chen Hansheng pointed at himself and asked.
Shen Youchu blushed and said, "Yes."
The classroom quieted down. Only the sound of the autumn wind blowing could be heard.
After a while, Chen Hansheng asked, "Do you want to have lunch together?"
"No, no."
Shen Youchu was still very embarrassed. It was probably a little difficult for her to have lunch together.
Chen Hansheng also didn't force her. But when the two separated, Chen Hansheng suddenly asked, "Why do you always lower your head?"
Shen Youchu was shy and didn't want to answer.
"Even I can't know?" Chen Hansheng raised his eyebrows and asked.
Shen Youchu lowered her head and looked at the tip of her grey canvas shoes and said softly, "Grandma said that I am beautiful and doesn't allow me to raise my head."
Chen Hansheng suddenly realized that this was probably a method of self-protection for the weak.
"Beautiful people are not safe, I also have a deep understanding of this."
Chen Hansheng said in agreement.
… …
After returning to the dormitory, Chen Hansheng discovered that Kim Yang-myung had returned to his usual pretentious attitude. One moment, he complained that Yang Shichao's feet were too smelly, the next moment, he criticized Guo Shaoqiang for smoking in the dormitory, and even complained that Dai Zhenyou hung his underwear on the bed and affected the Feng Shui of the dormitory.
Yang Shichao couldn't help but say, "Old Six, you bastard, you are still so energetic even after being heartbroken."
Kim Yang-myung snorted coldly and said in disdain, "When God closes a window for me, he will definitely open a door for me. Now, I don't want that window anymore, I want to enter and exit from the door."
Li Zhannan understood the meaning behind his words, "You found a new target?"
"Children shouldn't interrupt when adults are talking, just focus on your book."
Kim Yang-myung didn't want to bother with Li Zhannan at all. This is a little virgin who only knows how to study.
Chen Hansheng thought for a while and decided to close the door. He called Kim Yang-myung to the balcony and passed a cigarette to him.
Kim Yang-myung refused, "Brother Chen, you know me, a good young man who doesn't smoke, drink, or gamble."
"Take it, you will need it later."
After Chen Hansheng lit the cigarette, he took two puffs and said, "Old Six, do you know Shen Youchu?"
Kim Yang-myung was stunned for a while. He thought that his thoughts had been seen through, "Brother Four, you also know her real appearance? In the past, you were all fooled by her. In terms of appearance, Shang Yeonyeon is Shen Youchu's maid at most. I didn't expect that there would be a girl of such a high status by his side …"
Kim Yang-myung chattered on and on, and wanted to attack Shang Yeonyeon at the same time. Chen Hansheng was annoyed listening to him and suddenly interrupted, "She is mine."
"You, you are?"
Kim Yang-myung opened his mouth wide and looked at Chen Hansheng blankly. After confirming the answer, Kim Yang-myung let out a long sigh, "Brother Chen, can you lend me a lighter?"
See, I told you that you would need it.
When it was almost time to go to bed at night, 602's phone suddenly rang.
Li Zhennan picked up the phone, "Hello, hello, why is no one talking?"
Chen Hansheng's heart skipped a beat, and he walked over to pick up the phone, "I am Chen Hansheng."
"G-good night."
Shen Youchu's careful voice came from the phone. She might have something to say, but in the end, she only said these two words.
Chen Hansheng smiled. The "good night" between different people was different.
Shen Youchu's "good night" might include the sunshine she saw in the morning, the clouds she saw in the afternoon, the breeze she encountered in the evening, and also every word she wanted to say.
"Good night, Treasure girl."
… ….
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