"If you encounter any difficulties, remember to send me a message and tell me. Don't be afraid that I will find it troublesome. I am your counselor."

"Each class has a counselor, not only to help you solve your learning problems, but also to care about your life. College and high school are different. We care more about adults than grades."

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In the office, Li Na posted whatever came to her mind. For this student, Mo Jingchun, Li Na's biggest expectation was not what achievements Mo Jingchun could achieve during her four years in college or how much glory he would win for the school. Her only expectation was to see

Four years later, Mo Jingchun was able to successfully graduate with his four-year-old Candy. It was that simple.

However, this is not a challenge for Li Na, who has only two years of experience as a counselor.

Currently, Mo Jingchun's sister Guangdang is less than one year old. She can't walk or run. As long as someone holds her and keeps her company, she is very well-behaved.

In a year or two, when the little one grows up and can run and jump, that will be the most troublesome time. After all, it is the nature of children to love to move.

By then, would the lively and active little guy really be willing to sit quietly in the classroom with his brother Mo Jingchun all day long?

Most likely not.

Li Na, who was originally in a happy mood, became worried again when she thought about the problems she would face next year.

Ding dong~

"I know, Sister Na. If I really encounter difficulties, I will definitely be the first to come to you. Haha????"

Seeing Mo Jingchun's reply to the WeChat message, Li Na put a smile on her face. Having problems is actually not scary, but she is afraid that the students obviously have problems but don't seek her as a counselor. In the end, the problems will not be solved until they are exposed.

By the time something goes wrong, it's too late.

Especially every year when junior students are about to take the postgraduate entrance examination and when the postgraduate entrance examination is over, that is the busiest time for all college counselors in the country and the time when they are most prone to insomnia.

Even if this is Peking University, the same is true. You know, although the students of Peking University are certainly better than most college students, when facing the postgraduate entrance examination, who would be willing to go down?

Would a Beijing University student be willing to go to an ordinary first-tier university for graduate school?

It is undeniable that it is possible, but 99% of Peking University students would rather find employment right after graduation than choose such a path.

Psychological problems have become a very serious problem in this fast-paced society that is developing rapidly.

It's good to be able to discover it in time, but I'm afraid that by the time you find it, it's already too late.

After class that afternoon, Mo Jingchun took out his mobile phone that was set to silent mode and saw that there were several missed calls and several WeChat messages.

Feeling a little uneasy, Mo Jingchun didn't have time to pack up his textbooks and hurriedly checked who had opened the phone.

When he saw that all the missed calls were opened by the same person, Mo Jingchun breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time there was a little smile on his face.

For no other reason than because all the missed calls displayed in red were from the grandfather who was noted as "Old Naughty Boy" by Mo Jingchun.

I opened the WeChat message and saw, as expected, that it was from my uncle. Judging from the message records, every few minutes, he asked why he didn't answer the phone.

Mo Jingchun's grandfather is old and doesn't know how to use a smart phone. He still uses a mobile phone for the elderly with very big buttons and loud speakers. Not only that, the mobile phone for the elderly was given when recharging the phone bill.

, Mo Jingchun’s grandfather has been using it for two or three years.

Mo Jingchun pressed the voice button and said into the phone microphone:

"Uncle, I was in class just now. get out of class just ended. My phone was muted before class started."

"I'll make a video call when I get back to the dormitory later."

After sending the two voice messages, Mo Jingchun held his sister on his lap with one hand and packed the items on the table with the other.

Mo Jingchun is like this. When chatting with different people on WeChat, he will choose different ways of replying. When communicating on WeChat with people of the older generation, Mo Jingchun usually responds by voice. When chatting with the younger generation,

It's basically text.

Mo Jingchun, who was walking on the campus path with his sister in his arms, recently found a new use for his schoolbag strap, that is, it can be used to lend strength when holding his sister's candy.

Back in the bedroom, Mo Jingchun put down his backpack and canvas bag, carried his sister to the living room, sat on the sofa, and then made a WeChat video call to his uncle Zhou Xing.

Speaking of which, since grandma passed away, grandpa has been living in his uncle's house and has never lived in his brother-in-law's house. As for why this is the case, Mo Jingchun really doesn't know. When her mother was alive, she never talked about it in front of Mo Jingchun.

passed this matter.

Mo Jingchun didn't understand. Logically speaking, the uncle's family and the brother-in-law's family should take turns taking care of grandpa, but this was not the case at all.

Of course, what Mo Jingchun found most incomprehensible was that her aunt had never complained in front of others.

You know, it was not without reason that Mo Jingchun marked his grandfather's phone number as an old naughty boy.

The old man, his age has come. When he was young, he was overworked and fell ill. In addition, as he got older, he suffered from all kinds of serious and minor ailments. The old man's health was not in good shape for a long time. Last time I went there

When he was walking, Mo Jingchun saw that his grandfather was gasping for air after just walking a short distance, feeling like he couldn't catch his breath.

But I still like to take a puff of tobacco, which is the kind of tobacco grown by myself in the last century, and the cigarette holder is also made by myself from bamboo roots.

Knowing that he is not in good health, you let him rest at home or go out to play, but he insists on running to work, and then he becomes hospitalized for injections. This repeats, no matter what, it is useless.

The sound of the video being connected brought Mo Jingchun back from his free thoughts. On the screen of his mobile phone, a big face of his uncle Zhou Xing appeared very close.

"get out of class has ended?"

"Well, I just got back to the dormitory."

Mo Jingchun leaned his cell phone on the coffee table and took a photo of his sister Candy in his arms.

"Candy, do you miss your uncle?"

"Oh, where are you looking, little guy? I'm over here."

Seeing the candy, Mo Jingchun's uncle Zhou Xing's originally plain face now burst into laughter.

"Did your brother take good care of you? If he didn't take good care of you, your uncle would whip him for you when he comes back during the Chinese New Year."

While Zhou Xing was chatting to himself about Candy who could shout "Guo Guo", Mo Jingchun's mouth twitched.

Why do you have to whip him when the palms and backs of your hands are full of flesh?

After playing with Candy for a while, Zhou Xingcai looked at Mo Jingchun and said to Mo Jingchun: "Your grandpa was idle again and made a pepper tree molar stick for Candy. Now that it's done, he has to send it to you by express delivery.

, he will call you about this in the afternoon."
Chapter completed!