Tao Lisong finished the last mustard chili and said with endless aftertaste: "I haven't eaten snacks from my hometown for many years. Thank you to the classmate who provided this bag of delicious food."
Chen Hansheng then knew that Tao Lisong was also from Sichuan and Chongqing.
"The class starts now, even though it has been delayed for 20 minutes."
Tao Lisong glanced at Chen Hansheng: "But I think these 20 minutes are worth it, because actual behavior is more educational than book theory. Today we are going to talk about how to improve team cohesion."
Tao Lisong started the class, but this teacher was very interesting. He used what had just happened as an example, such as:
"What are the factors that affect corporate cohesion? The consistency of members, the status within the group, the behavior pattern of the core leader..."
"The consistency of members. Everyone just ate this bag of mustard chili. When you feel the burning sensation in your stomach, do you also feel warm in your heart? But if someone didn't eat it just now, he would be excluded because his behavior is inconsistent with everyone else."
"The status within the group. The class monitor and the league secretary are responsible for coordinating and organizing all class activities. Others trust their leadership ability, otherwise there will be a lot of leftovers in this bag of mustard chili."
"As for the behavior pattern of the core leader, the class monitor's direct way of solving problems is also a fair and just system pursued by efficient teams. He can ensure that the basic rights of everyone in the organization are not infringed."
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Chen Hansheng himself was a little embarrassed. Although he would have made such an arrangement if it was anyone else in the class, he always had a preference for Shen Youchu.
Just like after class, when other students were preparing to return to the dormitory, Chen Hansheng said to Shen Youchu: "Wait here for a while, I'll go buy something."
Shen Youchu's mood in the morning was like riding a roller coaster.
Classmates disliked the side dishes she made by herself, which was a grievance at that time;
Chen Hansheng "forced" others to taste it, and it became touching;
Finally, Tao Lisong analyzed the problem with theory and practice. She suddenly realized it but was still a little confused.
That figure stood more and more steadily in his own world.
After a while, Chen Hansheng came back with a bottle of floral water in his hand.
"Wipe 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 fierceness, so she could only slowly roll up her school uniform sleeves.
Chen Hansheng felt that she was too slow, so he simply took Shen Youchu's hand and pushed it up along the wrist, revealing a tender lotus root-like arm.
There were just a few abrupt red spots on it, which greatly affected the appearance, and Chen Hansheng felt a little distressed.
Shen Youchu struggled to shrink back, but after being glared at by Chen Hansheng, she dared not move, and only resisted weakly in words: "But, can I apply it myself?"
Chen Hansheng ignored it at all. He poured the floral water into the palm of his hand, lowered his head and gently pressed it on the red spots.
Shen Youchu looked at the top of Chen Hansheng's head. This boy was helping her apply the medicine, seriously, carefully and domineeringly.
"This one is done, the other one."
Chen Hansheng said with his head down.
Shen Youchu seemed to be used to it. She silently wiped up the other sleeve and brought it to Chen Hansheng for him to hold.
"How silly."
Chen Hansheng smiled in his heart, not knowing whether he was saying that Shen Youchu had been busy for two days for a joke, or that she was a bully.
After both arms were painted, 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 immediately became nervous and begged: "I want to wipe it myself."
Chen Hansheng said with a stern face.
"Please."
Shen Youchu's peach blossom eyes were wet again.
Chen Hansheng stopped teasing her: "Take the floral water back, and don't scratch it 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 remembered this, and he was afraid that he would accidentally eat up his share.
Shen Youchu took out a glass jar from her small cloth bag, which was full of mustard and chili. Chen Hansheng was about to take it, but he didn't expect Shen Youchu to take out another bottle.
"For me?"
Chen Hansheng pointed at himself and asked.
Shen Youchu blushed and said "hmm".
The classroom became quiet, with only the autumn wind blowing "whoosh, whoosh, whoosh".
After a while, Chen Hansheng asked, "Do you want to eat together at noon?"
"No, no."
Shen Youchu was still very embarrassed, and it might be difficult for her to eat together.
Chen Hansheng didn't force it, but when the two of them parted, Chen Hansheng suddenly asked, "Why do you always keep your head down?"
Shen Youchu was embarrassed and didn't want to answer.
"I can't even know?" Chen Hansheng asked with a raised eyebrow.
Shen Youchu lowered her head and looked at the toes of her gray-white canvas shoes, whispering, "My mother-in-law said I was pretty and told me not to look up."
Chen Hansheng suddenly realized that this was probably a self-protection method for the weak group.
"Pretty people are not safe, I also deeply understand."
Chen Hansheng said in agreement.
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After returning to the dormitory, Chen Hansheng found that Jin Yangming had resumed his usual pretentious attitude. He disliked Yang Shichao's smelly feet, accused Guo Shaoqiang of smoking in the dormitory, and complained that Dai Zhenyou hung his underwear on the bed, affecting the dormitory's feng shui.
Yang Shichao couldn't help it: "Old Six, you are such a punk. You are still so energetic even after a breakup."
Jin Yangming snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "When God closes a window for me, he must open a door for me. Now I don't want that window. I want to go in and out through the door."
Li Zhennan heard it: "Have you found a new target again?"
"Children should not interrupt when adults are talking. Just read your book."
Jin Yangming didn't want to pay attention to Li Zhennan at all. He was just a little virgin who only knew how to study.
Chen Hansheng thought about it and decided to close the door as well. He called Jin Yangming to the balcony and handed him a cigarette.
Jin Yangming refused: "Brother Chen, you know me. I am a good young man who doesn't smoke, drink or gamble."
"Take it. You'll need it later."
After Chen Hansheng lit it himself, he took two puffs and said, "Sixth Brother, do you know Shen Youchu?"
Jin Yangming was stunned for a moment. He thought his thoughts were seen through: "Fourth Brother, do you know what she really looks like? She has deceived me before. In terms of appearance, Shang Yanyan is at most a maid for Shen Youchu. I didn't expect that there would be a girl of this level around me..."
Jin Yangming kept talking and attacking Shang Yanyan. Chen Hansheng was annoyed and suddenly interrupted: "She is mine."
"You, yours?"
Jin Yangming stared at Chen Hansheng with his mouth wide open. After he got the answer, Jin Yangming sighed: "Brother Chen, lend me a light."
You see, I told you that you can use it.
When it was almost time to rest in the evening, the phone in 602 suddenly rang.
Li Zhennan picked up the phone: "Hello, hello, why is no one talking?"
Chen Hansheng's heart moved, and he walked over to pick up the microphone: "I am Chen Hansheng."
"Good night, good night."
Shen Youchu's cautious voice came from the microphone. She may have something to say, but in the end it only converged into these two words.
Chen Hansheng smiled. The "good night" between people is different.
Shen Youchu's good night may include the sunshine she saw in the morning, the white clouds she saw at noon, the breeze she met in the evening, and every word she wanted to say.
"Good night, treasure girl."