After this night's argument, although no one convinced anyone, Ye Shaofeng was indeed touched by Bai Jie. Even so, it was impossible for him to look back. There was no way to look back. This was a road without return. Once you embark on the route of the route, don't think about going down again.
After a night's rest, Ye Shaofeng and Bai Jie went to have breakfast together the next day. They were still talking and laughing. The argument last night seemed to have been forgotten. That's how they are sometimes. Because of their opinions. If they disagree or work matters are not discussed together, they will lose face and quarrel. However, after the quarrel, nothing will happen. It will be as if it never happened. This is what we call true brothers.
The class is on the second floor. It's a class. It's like having a big class in a lecture theater in college. There are hundreds of students in a big classroom. Of course, there are not that many people here, but there are also quite a lot of people. .As a result, Ye Shaofeng and Bai Jie, who came a little later, didn't find anything to do together, so they had to sit separately.
The lecturer was also a senior official in a certain part of the province. The first class had no focus and no assessment content. The instructor just gave a welcome speech and then planned the future study route. It was all in the square. After listening to it over and over again, Ye Shaofeng could almost memorize it.
Sitting there, this kid had nothing to do. He felt like he was back in elementary school. A group of students were sitting in the auditorium holding a meeting. They heard the principal shouting incessantly. The people on the rostrum were talking loudly and loudly. The following is Each of the students seemed serious, but in fact they were thinking about various things in their minds.
Ye Shaofeng had nothing to do. He took out his hand and sent a text message to Chang Miaoke. The content of the text message was also very simple. He just told Chang Miaoke that he was in class now and how boring the teacher was.
After the text message was sent, Ye Shaofeng suddenly felt like chasing a girl. It was like a boy who has always been in love with a girl. However, he was always embarrassed to confess his love. He only sent the girl a text message when he had something to do. He was afraid that the girl would grow up. I forgot about him and became emotionally distant.
After the boy's text message is sent, he will be excited to wait for the girl's text message. Maybe the girl will only reply with a few short words or a few onomatopoeia. The boy will be elated and excited about it.
At this moment, Ye Shaofeng put his cell phone under the table and stared at the screen, waiting for Chang Miaoke to reply to his message. Unfortunately, he waited until the end of the first class and did not receive a text message from the other party.
Ye Shaofeng was somewhat disappointed. He turned on his cell phone and leaned on the chair. He looked around. They were all a bunch of guys in their forties or fifties, in suits and ties. They all looked like him, damn shiny. I guess. They are not simple figures. In this large classroom, there must be at least fifty or sixty students. Among them, one-third must have finished studying in the party school and will be promoted when they return.
Although many people will be promoted after returning, after all, they come here to study. When they finally leave, they must hand in a satisfactory answer sheet. If you are judged to be the lowest in the class in the final assessment, then it will not matter if you go back. Face to face. So, from the first day of class today, in this calm classroom, a storm of competition has begun silently...
[It’s the end of the month. Brothers, please give me your PK tickets.]