Fifty-Five, Good Night Is a Little Love Song

Tao Lisong finished eating the last piece of mustard green chili, and said with endless aftertaste: "I haven't eaten the snacks from my hometown for many years. Thank you for the students who provided this bag of food."

Only then did Chen Hansheng know that Tao Lisong was also from Sichuan and Chongqing.

"Class starts now, although it has been delayed by 20 minutes."

Tao Lisong glanced at Chen Hansheng: "But I think the 20 minutes are worth it, because practical behavior is more educational than book theory. Today we are going to talk about how to improve team cohesion."

Next, Tao Lisong will start class, but this teacher is very interesting, he takes what happened just now as an example, for example:

"What are the factors that affect the cohesion of the enterprise, the consistency of the members, the status in the group, the behavior pattern of the core leaders..."

"The consistency of the members, everyone ate this bag of mustard greens and peppers just now. When you feel the heat in your stomach, you also feel warm in your heart. But if someone didn't eat it just now, he is the object of exclusion, because he Behavior is inconsistent with everyone."

"Status within the group, the class leader and the party secretary are responsible for coordinating and organizing all class activities. Others trust their leadership, otherwise there will be a lot of mustard peppers left in this bag."

"As for the behavior pattern of the core leader, the squad leader's way of directly solving problems is also a fair and just system pursued by an efficient team. He can ensure that the basic rights of everyone in the organization are not compromised."

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Chen Hansheng himself was a little embarrassed. Although he would have made such an arrangement with other people in the class, he always had a preference for Shen Youchu.

As if after class, other students were going back to the dormitory, Chen Hansheng said to Shen Youchu: "You wait here, I'll go shopping."

Shen Youchu's mood in the morning was like riding a roller coaster.

It was a grievance for a classmate to dislike the side dishes made by himself;

Chen Hansheng "forced" others to taste it, and it became moved again;

In the end, Tao Lisong analyzed this problem with theory and practice, and she suddenly realized that she was still at a loss.

That figure stood more and more firmly in his own world.

After a while, Chen Hansheng came back with a bottle of toilet water in his hand.

"Wipe your sleeves up," Chen Hansheng said.

Shen Youchu was a little embarrassed, Chen Hansheng frowned, and shouted: "Hurry up."

"Oh oh oh."

Shen Youchu was terrified, so she could only slowly roll up the sleeves of her school uniform.

Chen Hansheng felt that her movements were too slow, so he took Shen Youchu's hand and pushed it up along the wrist, revealing a tender lotus-like arm.

It's just that there are a few abrupt red bumps on it, which affect the appearance very much, and Chen Hansheng also feels a little distressed.

Shen Youchu struggled to shrink back, but after being glared at by Chen Hansheng, she didn't dare to move, it was only a weak verbal resistance: "But, can I paint it myself?"

Chen Hansheng didn't respond at all, he poured toilet water into the palm of his hand, lowered his head and gently massaged it on the red spots.

Shen Youchu looked at the top of Chen Hansheng's head. This boy was applying medicine for himself, serious, careful and domineering.

"This one is fine, the other one."

Chen Hansheng lowered his head and said.

Shen Youchu seemed to be used to it, she silently wiped off the other sleeve, and brought it to Chen Hansheng for him to hold.

"Stupid."

Chen Hansheng smiled inwardly, and he didn't know whether it was Shen Youchu who had been busy for two days in order to make a joke of himself, or whether it was because of her doormat character.

After painting both arms, Chen Hansheng asked again: "Are there any red spots on the calf?"

Shen Youchu nodded.

"Then take off your pants."

Chen Hansheng said expressionlessly.

Shen Youchu immediately became nervous when she heard this,

"I want to wipe it myself," begged.

Chen Hansheng kept his face blank and didn't speak.

"I beg you."

Shen Youchu's peach blossom eyes were moist again.

Chen Hansheng didn't tease her: "Take the toilet water back, and don't scratch it when it's itchy."

Shen Youchu wiped her tears with the back of her hand and nodded silently.

"Where is Secretary Yu's bottle of mustard pepper?"

Chen Hansheng remembered this, so don't accidentally eat up his portion.

Shen Youchu took out a glass jar from his small cloth bag, which contained mustard greens and spicy peppers. Chen Hansheng was about to bring it over, but Shen Youchu unexpectedly took out another bottle.

"For me?"

Chen Hansheng pointed to himself and asked.

Shen Youchu nodded with a blushing face.

The classroom was quiet, only the autumn wind was blowing "hoo, hoo, hoo".

After a while, Chen Hansheng asked, "Do you want to have dinner together at noon?"

"No, no."

Shen Youchu was still very embarrassed, it might be difficult for her to eat together.

Chen Hansheng didn't force it, but when the two parted, Chen Hansheng suddenly asked, "Why do you keep your head down?"

Shen Youchu was shy and didn't want to answer.

"I can't even know?" Chen Hansheng raised his eyebrows and asked.

Shen Youchu looked down at the toes of her gray-white canvas shoes, blushed and said in a low voice, "Grandma said that I am beautiful, so she won't let me raise my head."

Chen Hansheng suddenly realized that this was probably a self-protection method for weak groups.

"It's not safe to be beautiful, and I have a deep understanding."

Chen Hansheng said in agreement.

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After returning to the dormitory, Chen Hansheng found that Jin Yangming had returned to his usual pretentious posture. 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, which affected the feng shui of the dormitory.

Yang Shichao couldn't help it anymore: "Lao Liu, you bastard, you're still so energetic after a broken relationship."

Jin Yangming snorted coldly, and said disdainfully: "God closed a window for me, and 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 the smell: "Have you found a new target?"

"Don't interrupt children when adults talk, and read your book with peace of mind."

Jin Yangming didn't want to talk to Li Zhennan at all, this is a little virgin who only knows how to study.

Chen Hansheng thought about it and decided to close that window as well. He called Jin Yangming to the balcony and handed him a cigarette.

Jin Yangming refused: "Brother Chen, you understand me, a good young man who doesn't smoke, drink or gamble."

"You take it, you'll need it later."

After Chen Hansheng ignited himself, he took two puffs and said, "Lao Liu, do you know Shen Youchu?"

Jin Yangming was stunned for a moment, thinking that his thoughts had been seen through: "Fourth brother, do you know what she really looks like? She has been tricked by her before. In terms of appearance, Shang Yanyan is most likely to be Shen Youchu's maid. There are also girls of this level..."

Jin Yangming chattered endlessly, and wanted to hit Shang Yanyan by the way, Chen Hansheng got tired of hearing it and suddenly interrupted: "She is mine."

"You, yours?"

Jin Yangming stared blankly at Chen Hansheng with his mouth wide open, until the answer was clear, Jin Yangming let out a long sigh: "Brother Chen, excuse me."

You see, I said you can use it.

When I was about to rest at night, the phone of 602 suddenly rang.

Li Zhennan picked up the phone: "Hey, hello, why is no one talking?"

Chen Hansheng's heart moved, he walked over and picked up the microphone: "I am Chen Hansheng."

"Night, good night."

Shen Youchu's cautious voice came from the microphone. She might have something to say, but in the end they only gathered these two words.

Chen Hansheng smiled, "good night" is different from person to person.

Shen Youchu's good night may include the sunshine she saw in the morning, the white clouds she saw at noon, and the breeze she met in the evening, and it also included every word she wanted to say.

"Good night, treasure girl."

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