Immortal Zhang is not without gains, at least he has gained Shen Jiawei's friendship. The school year has officially started, students from other departments have begun classes, and freshmen have begun military training. Only Zhang Chi is wandering around the campus like a lonely ghost.
Life is so lonely as snow!
The freshmen of the New World Elite Management Department are still training away from home and are said to be back in ten days.
Zhang Chi inquired about the future class location of their department, which was far away from the dormitory area and the main teaching area. It was so far away that he had to ride a bicycle from east to west through almost the entire campus.
Idleness is idleness, so Zhang Chizhen did just that. He came to the remote woods in the northwest corner of Shuimu and saw the yard in the woods. The gate of the yard was locked. The top of the wall was very high. It could be seen through the crack of the door.
There is an old building inside, and there are a lot of fallen leaves in the yard. It seems that no one has cleaned it for a long time.
This is the teaching place of the New World Elite Management Department? It is simply a forgotten corner, an abandoned yard.
The original hope in Zhang Chi's heart has dropped even lower. How can he sweep the world without sweeping a house? He can't even manage the location of classes, so how can he manage the new world elites? Just one word, bah! He became more and more suspicious that he was being manipulated.
It’s a routine.
Could this New World Elite Management Department be a training institution under the banner of Shuimu?
Zhang Chi walked around the yard and unexpectedly found a sign with peeling paint at the back door - Shuimu Ancient Document Printing Factory. The sign was made of wood with black characters on a white background. Most of the paint on it had peeled off, and the wood was also due to the
It has been corroded by wind and rain for a long time. Zhang Chi estimates that this sign has been hanging at the back door for at least thirty years.
This should have been a school-run factory, but it was abandoned for some reason. This back door should have been the main door when the factory was opened. Later, it was completely sealed, but the signboard was never removed, and it has been preserved to this day.
There were rustling footsteps behind him. Zhang Chi slowly turned around and saw an old lady wearing a black skirt and red shoes walking towards him stepping on fallen leaves. Zhang Chi felt a little frightened because she was so scared in broad daylight.
The old lady has a cold temperament and is not very good-looking. Her face is sallow and her cheekbones are raised. She has a stern expression on her face and a pair of cold eyes looking at Zhang Chi.
Zhang Chi looked around and saw that there was no one around. He took a breath and saw that the air was cold. The old lady should not be hostile, but he could not see her business clearly. Zhang Chi smiled politely at her: "Hello, I
He is a student here."
The old lady squinted her eyes and looked at him without saying anything. Zhang Chi felt like she was suddenly stripped naked while standing in the cold wind. The old lady's eyes were so penetrating that something was wrong.
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Is this aunt a mentally ill person? There was something strange about her outfit. He smiled, nodded politely, and pushed his bicycle to leave.
"You must be relaxed!"
Zhang Daxian was shocked from the bottom of his heart. Why was this voice so cold, but there was an invisible pressure in the coldness. How did she know her name?
Zhang Chi stopped and still maintained the modesty expected of a student: "It's me! Do you know me?"
The old lady nodded: "Relationship student!"
Zhang Chi feels that he has been discriminated against. Why am I a related student? My college entrance examination score is 748, and I am also the liberal arts champion in Yannan Province. Based on my scores, I am not allowed to choose which department in Shuimu you can choose at will?
If Lin Daiyu hadn't used the pill furnace to coerce me, I should be in the film school where there are so many beauties now.
The old lady said: "Not convinced?"
Zhang Daxian was startled in his heart. This old lady is very powerful. She seems to be able to see through her own mind. She must be careful. She has too many secrets. If anyone finds out, she will be in trouble.
Zhang Chi chuckled and said, "Teacher, you have confused me."
The old lady said: "You don't know me? I am a professor here."
Zhang Chi asked: "You haven't retired yet?" This old lady looked to be at least seventy years old, with white hair, and she should have retired from her job long ago.
The old lady said: "You probably don't know about life-long honors, right? My surname is Han. I am one of the founders of New World Elite Management College and the honorary president here."
Zhang Chi captured several pieces of information from her words. First, the old lady is a lifelong honorary professor. Second, she is one of the founders here. Third, her surname is Han, who is the honorary dean.
But didn’t I go to the New World Elite Management Department? When did it become an academy? Why does it feel more and more informal? What is the relationship between the New World Elite Management Institute and Shuimu? It’s not a grass-roots team that is selling sheep over others, right?
However, looking at this remote environment and these old facilities, it seems that it is a completely different world from Shuimu's teaching area.
Zhang Chi is a little suspicious of the honorary dean named Han. Is the old lady a mentally ill person who deliberately deceived me?
Quietly using his own perception, he once again tried to gain insight into the other party's commerce, but failed again.
So I decided to use up my few charm points, and wanted to evaluate the charm of Honorary Dean Han. A person with such an extraordinary status must have extraordinary charm, so Zhang Chi's poor 16 charm points became 10, which was a loss.
It's really unscientific to have a charm score of 6 points and still not see the real details of the person.
Dean Han said: "Your IQ is less than 140!"
Immortal Zhang only felt a wave of cold air rising from the tail vertebrae, all the way to the medulla oblongata, all the way up, and his head was in a daze.
This old lady is amazing. She can actually see her own IQ. At first, she was able to see her own thoughts. It wasn't surprising. After all, there are many psychology masters in the world. Masters in this field can tell through a person's expression and expression.
The details of the movements can quickly determine a person's psychological activities at that time, and a person who can accurately determine the other person's IQ at a glance is by no means as simple as a psychological master.
Zhang Chi felt a little scared. Could it be that Dean Han also has his own system?
He was calm and calm, and said with a smile: "Genius is composed of one percent inspiration and ninety-nine percent diligence. The reason why I was able to get into Mizuki is not because I am smart enough, but because I work hard enough."
"Work hard enough? Hey, how did you get in here without even counting it?"
Zhang Chi feels that he has been discriminated against. How did I sneak in? I got in with dignity, but when I think about my admission process, I am not so confident.
If it weren't for Qin Luzhu's help behind the scenes, he might not have been able to get Shuimu's admission notice smoothly. There are various signs that it may have been Mr. Qin who came forward to solve his admission problem.
To say that he owed a lot of favors to the Qin family, Mr. Qin first helped him settle Shuimu's admission, and then helped settle the dispute with Xiao Jiujiu.
Mr. Qin's help to him should be for Qin Luzhu's sake. Qin Luzhu kept saying that he was his savior, but Zhang Chi didn't think so. After all, it was Qin Luzhu who rescued him from the evil wolf first, and later he himself
Climbing up the Single Horn Peak to save her was just tit for tat, the two were already even.
She has helped him many times so far, and he owes her a lot.
Zhang Chi doesn't like being owed love. It's the hardest thing to sell beauty's kindness. Why is Qin Luzhu so nice to me? Doesn't she have any thoughts about me? Zhang Daxian immediately denied this possibility. People should just regard him as his younger brother.
Why are thoughts so impure?
Zhang Chi felt that the honorary dean was a bit mean. He made it clear that he did not want to see someone like him. In this case, there was no need to be an eyesore here. He smiled and said: "Dean Han, you are busy, I'm going back."
"Everyone else went to training, why didn't you go?" Dean Han obviously didn't know about Zhang Chi's delay in reporting.
Zhang Chi simply told the story about how he met a scammer and had his admission notice and identity certificate stolen. Unexpectedly, instead of receiving sympathy for his unfortunate experience, he gained a lot of dislike.
"You are so useless that you actually fell for a liar. Haha, it seems that you are the worst among the freshmen of this class."
Zhang Chi is really depressed, why am I the worst? My total score should be first, okay? Did I provoke you? He was sarcastic and sarcastic at me, isn't he just an honorary dean? The department chair is Xiao Changyuan, not you.
When you retire, just enjoy the state subsidies at home. Why do you treat me as a poor student with such a high pension? Maybe you feel disappointed after retiring from your past position, so you have to show off when you seize the opportunity, for fear that others will not
It's as if she is the honorary dean.
I couldn't afford to offend him and I could afford to hide. Zhang Chi still showed great respect in front of the honorary dean and said respectfully: "Dean Han, I'm going back."
"You seem to dislike me very much."
Zhang Chixin said that you are somewhat self-aware. You always treat a new student so harshly. Thanks to my thick skin and strong psychological quality, anyone else would have been depressed by you.
Zhang Chi pretended to be a good boy: "It's awe!"
"Show awe on the surface, but hate me very much in your heart." Mrs. Han added after saying: "There are many people who hate me. One more person is not too much, and one person less than you is not too much."
Zhang Chi smiled: "Dean Han, I have nothing else to do, I'm leaving." This is the third time he has resigned.
Dean Han said: "Follow me." The commanding tone left no room for doubt.
Although Zhang Chi was reluctant, he could only follow her.
Old Mrs. Han took him back to the gate. The gate actually opened, and there was a middle-aged man inside who was weeding, apparently preparing for the upcoming start of school.
Seeing Mrs. Han come in, the middle-aged man quickly stopped what he was doing, limped over, and bowed to her respectfully. This shows that this honorary dean still has some authority.
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Mrs. Han said: "His name is Zhou Xingwang. He is mute and has weak legs and feet. He is responsible for the public security and health work here."
Zhang Chi glanced at Zhou Xingwang. Zhou Xingwang had a simple and honest face, with thick lips and a flat nose, and a red face. He grinned and showed a friendly smile to Zhang Chi.
Zhang Chi said: "Hello, Uncle Zhou!"
Zhou Xingwang nodded happily. He could hear it, but he couldn't speak.
Mrs. Han said: "Since you can't go to the military training, you might as well help clean here."
Zhang Chi was furious when he saw the old lady bossing her around. Why? I'm here to go to college, not to be a cleaner.
He didn't have to fight against Old Lady Han. After coming to the capital, he realized more and more that there were too many powerful people here, so he must not mess with the elderly.
Seeing that Zhang Chi didn't agree immediately, Mrs. Han laughed and said, "Don't you want to agree?"
Zhang Chi smiled and said: "Dean Han, it is my honor to be able to contribute to our department. I will go and help now."
Mrs. Han was a little surprised when she saw that he didn't show any displeasure at all. This boy obviously had a lot of negative emotions, but he was able to control it. The duplicitous boy was hypocritical enough. From this point of view,
He does have some expertise in emotional control.
Zhang Chi is not afraid of working. In fact, he was born doing odd jobs when he was in Heaven. If he hadn't been diligent with his hands and feet and had a clever mouth, he wouldn't have been able to get from a boy who kept the stove to the foreman of Tusita Palace step by step. It's hard to look back on the past.
The reason why he agreed so happily this time was because he wanted to know in advance where he would go to school in this way.
And he knows how to leave a good impression on others as quickly as possible. Even if the person has a bad first impression of him, as long as he makes her feel that he is hard-working and hard-working, he will quickly change her opinion.
A truly smart person must know how to hide his edge. No leader likes to be cunning and avoid his subordinates. The most direct way to conquer a leader is to work hard and make the leader feel his authority and your ability to execute.
The New World Elite Management Department used to think that this name was a little off-putting. After seeing the environment here and meeting such a weird honorary dean, it felt even more unreliable.
It has been almost a week since he came to Shuimu. Few people have heard of this newly established department. The teaching location is far away from the main teaching area of Shuimu. It is a dilapidated place. It used to be a school-run factory. How unfamiliar is this?
The school welcomes you.
Not to mention that compared with the senior students, when freshmen enter the same class, their military training has officially begun, and they are all conducted on campus.
Only their department reported in advance as early as mid-August and all went to other places for training. Is there not even a place for them to train in such a large Shuimu campus? Are they so unpopular?
Zhang Chi wanted to find someone to ask about the specific situation, but Mrs. Han left after arranging the task for him. He and Zhou Xingwang were the only two people in Nuo Da's courtyard. Zhou Xingwang was mute and it was difficult to communicate.
Let’s just talk about cleaning. It’s also very puzzling. Other departments have cleaning duties, but there are only two of them in the New World Elite Management Department. If they hadn’t accidentally been hit by a gun, such a large area would
Zhou Xingwang is the only one responsible for cleaning, and the workload is really too heavy.
The mute Zhou Xingwang worked hard and did not complain. He was responsible for weeding, while Zhang Chi was responsible for cleaning the site, loading the removed weeds and garbage onto the cart, and then transporting the weeds to the designated garbage area.
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The yard has a new look.
The air was filled with the smell of fresh grass. Looking at the results in front of me, a sense of accomplishment arose spontaneously. I raised my wrist and looked at the time, which was already 12 noon.
Zhang Chi felt a little hungry and was about to remind Zhou Xingwang that he should go to the cafeteria to eat and take a break before working again.
At this time, I saw Dean Han pushing a bicycle in and saw the courtyard where weeds had been removed. The old lady expressed satisfaction with the progress of their work. Her unsmiling face actually showed a rare gentle look and said hello.
He said: "Take a rest. I've brought you food. Let's eat first."
Zhang Chi followed the mute to wash his hands. Dean Han placed the lunch on the cast aluminum outdoor table. At first glance, it was not a lunch box from the cafeteria or a takeaway, but it was made by the old lady herself, braised pork ribs with winter melon and braised lion head.
, stir-fried kale, spicy stir-fried lotus root strips. A combination of meat and vegetables, pay attention to nutrition.
Although the food at Shuimu Canteen is good, the big pot dishes lack the taste of home cooking.
Zhang Chi took a bowl of rice from Dean Han's hand, poured some pork rib soup, and ate it in big mouthfuls. I wonder if it was because he was hungry. This meal was particularly suitable for Zhang Chi's taste. The more home-cooked the food, the more skillful it is.
, he ate three bowls of rice in a row.
The mute Zhou Xingwang had a big appetite, and the two of them worked together to finish the food brought by Dean Han.
Dean Han asked: "Does the food I cook taste good?"
Zhang Chi was a little flattered and nodded repeatedly: "It's delicious, it's really delicious. Dean Han, I was a little aggrieved after working hard all morning, but after eating the lunch you sent me, I really feel it's worth it.
I have never had such a delicious meal in my life.”
Although she has always been flattering, Dean Han clearly knows that he is flattering, but she still sounds comfortable. By the way, her cooking skills are not bad to begin with. Although this kid's IQ is a bit low, he has a sweet mouth.
His emotional intelligence seems to be very good, and he knows how to appreciate it.
Dean Han's ability to control his emotions is particularly outstanding. Even though he was a little happy to be photographed by this guy, his face was still expressionless. This made Zhang Daxian feel like he was flattering and patted the horse's legs, and the pat was empty. He was so disappointed.
Dean Han said coldly: "It's really an exaggeration. It tastes better than your mother's?"
The smile on Zhang Chi's face suddenly faded, and the sky turned cloudy. It became so dim that everyone could clearly feel his sadness, and Zhang Chi turned away.
Dean Han didn't know what was going on. The harder he could see his expression, the more curious he became. What's going on? Did I say the wrong thing?
Immortal Zhang grasped the sadness and said sadly: "It has been three years since my mother passed away..."
I don’t want to gain sympathy, but you, this weird old lady, insist on giving me a chance. The opportunity is presented to me, how can I not want it?
Dean Han felt a little guilty. Although the old lady had a weird temperament, she was soft-hearted and unintentional. I didn't read the child's information. I only knew that he was a relationship student. I didn't expect it to be so miserable.
Zhang Chi slowly turned his head, and at this moment, he actually burst into tears. This guy should go learn acting, Shuimu is so talented.
Zhang Chi said: "Dean Han, I'm sorry. My mother used to make winter melon braised pork ribs for me. It tastes exactly the same as yours. I can't help but think of her."