God level worker

Qin Yue added He Youchuan as a friend through the work group, and sent a message:
"After dealing with the evening's affairs, Sister Chen's financial audit has passed, and I will transfer your due reward to you."

At this time, He Youchuan was already writing in the office, recording today's work and writing down his experience.

[Time: November 11th.

Tutor: Xie Anqi (English level has a lot of room for improvement)

Work record: explained the junior high school tutorial, two class hours.

Evaluation: 18 years old, mentally mature, find the right method, you can improve quickly]

After writing the work record, He Youchuan glanced at the message from Qin Yue, and replied with a smiley face.

Anyway, it's all my own, I can't run away, it's just a matter of time.

Walking out of the office, I greeted senior sister Qin Yue: "Sister, I'm going back to school first, and I have to study by myself later."

"Well, you don't have any tasks today, just arrange your own time; remember to send me the payment code."

He Youchuan turned his head and left, and hurriedly called his brothers in the dormitory to ask where they were.

Fortunately, they are still in the dormitory, and they usually set off according to the time, and ask their roommates to help carry the books before hanging up the phone.

This is the status quo of contemporary college students, master of card points.

He Youchuan bought a shredded bread, and while eating, he hurried towards the school.

He usually arrives early, he was 1 minute late for an unprecedented time.
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Before his roommate entered the classroom, he got his own book and pen.

We live in the same dormitory, but in different classes.

The self-study last night was in the same teaching building, but it was divided into different classrooms.

He Youchuan returned to his class.

As usual, I found a corner, took out professional textbooks, and read them carefully.

He sat upright, straightened his waist and abdomen, and leaned forward slightly. He didn't need to use the table to reduce the burden, and he didn't stay too far away from the desk.

While the body is sitting upright, the feet are placed flat, and the textbook is tilted upwards, presenting a 45-degree angle with the table.

The distance between the eyes and the textbook is about 35 cm.

In order to protect his eyes and save money on glasses, He Youchuan really worked hard.

There are a total of 45 people in this class. Gradually, it becomes lively, with some playing mobile phones and chatting, but it is difficult to find a few who are serious about reading and doing homework.

It was almost eight o'clock, and the counselor hadn't come yet.

"Ding~ 360 yuan arrived on WeChat."

The mobile phone on the table suddenly rang.

The students nearby were stunned for a moment, and then their eyes were fixed.

He Youchuan smiled awkwardly: "Don't worry about the ringtone of the phone."

The others also nodded, and continued to do their own things with a smile: This student, who is a top student, comes from a poor family, so it is impossible to add more than 1 yuan all of a sudden, but it is enough to pretend to use this voice as a notification sound——haha .

In addition, I didn't hear it very clearly just now.

Everyone didn't doubt it, but just labeled this guy: pretending to be low-key.

He Youchuan adjusted the phone to silent, and turned off the sound of receiving money into the account forever.

The 100 class hours booked are just the beginning, and he believes that he will make more money in the future.

From a rookie handing out leaflets to a middle class with a monthly income of over [-].

This is something unimaginable before.

Originally, according to He Youchuan's established trajectory, he studied hard, completed four years of university, and successfully obtained a graduation certificate. During this period, he had to obtain more certificates to shine in the double selection meeting and choose his favorite company.

It's just that he knows that whether it's a private company or a system, it's not friendly to interns who have nothing to do with them and have no grades.

He Youchuan didn't know whether he should stay after the three-month internship period or go on to another career.

But those enterprises, under the same circumstances, will choose related households.

This is the truth, it is uncomfortable and helpless.

The children of the poor headed home early.

These are all things he has to consider.

However, it is different now. With the help of small assistants, I can master more skills—well, even if the four-year period expires, my architecture professional course can’t shine, and I can use other skills to keep myself from being incapable. starve.

As for supporting the family and giving back to their parents, the social animals expressed their helplessness, so let's talk about blessings first.

At 08:30, the counselor still hadn't arrived.

He Youchuan was a little anxious, he had to go to the base for class tomorrow night!

He walked out of the classroom, blowing the night breeze in the corridor, and called the counselor: "Mr. Song, where are you?"

"What's the matter, Xiao He?" The counselor Song Xing finished his postgraduate studies taught by the professors of the school because of his excellent professional grades, and finally stayed in the school smoothly. The counselors are in charge of life, and professional teachers teach studies.

He Youchuan and his class are the first students under Song Xing's leadership.

"I have something that I need to discuss with you face to face," He Youchuan maintained due respect.

The counselor is only 26 and seven years old, and they are barely the same age as them. They are usually smiling, but when it comes to certain things, everyone will tacitly maintain the teacher-student relationship.

"Well, I'm in the office, come and find me," Song Xing said with a smile.

After hanging up the phone, He Youchuan went straight to Song Xing's office.

The main teaching building is divided into four floors. Each floor has twenty classrooms of all sizes, including public toilets at both ends. The building area is quite large.

The stairs are in the middle of the teaching building.

When he came to the second floor and knocked on the door to enter the office, He Youchuan immediately saw Mr. Song wearing glasses.

With a dark appearance and a slim fit, he looked very energetic. He was holding a signature pen in one hand, and he didn't know what he was writing. With the other hand, he was beckoning at He Youchuan.

During this period of time, the professional teachers in the office have already left, and some are just the counselors of each class. Well, there are still about six or seven people.

From the perspective of He Youchuan.

The professional beauty teacher in this department is also sitting in front of the computer, drawing pictures with AUTOCAD, her slender fingers are fluttering and dancing, skillfully controlling the mouse and keyboard.

As the pictures on the computer screen are zoomed in and out, they are constantly adding content and becoming more substantial.

Moving his feet, He Youchuan came to Song Xing and said "Hello, Teacher Song".

"What's the matter, just tell me directly," Song Xing put down his pen, turned the direction of the seat, and faced the student directly.

"Here's the thing—"

He Youchuan said that he was from a poor family and wanted to use the evening self-study time to take more part-time jobs outside.

"Bullshit!"

Song Xing frowned, and reprimanded in a sharp voice: "The first priority of a student is to study. Your parents spent so much tuition to send you here to study, just to let you work part-time?"

[Ding~ From the task of the small assistant, persuade the counselor to agree to the worker's request for leave. After the task is completed, a random reward will be obtained. 】

He Youchuan's eyes brightened, as if containing stars.

Song Xing continued to exhort: "Your grades are good, you are also active in class, and you have received unanimous praise from the subject teachers."

"Just, do you think that's enough?"

"No, far from enough."

"I admit that you have to work harder and harder than other students because you know what you want to be."

"However, as your counselor, I have the responsibility to tell you not to be blinded by the petty profits in front of you, but to broaden your horizons and make your vision long-term."

"Now you go out to do part-time jobs at night. It's nothing more than working in restaurants and bars. It costs tens of dollars a night at most. After a month, it can indeed change your material life."

"It's just that you have to be clear that the purpose of your study is not for the current material life, but for the future life, and it will not become difficult because of these tens of dollars."

Song Xing was very good at talking, with an appearance of "I have seen through you", stared at He Youchuan, and continued:

"Seek learning within eight hours, seek development outside of eight hours, and make reasonable use of time outside of regular classes."

"Your goal should be a graduate student, or pass the public examination and enter the system."

"Xiao He, you are still young, and it is the time when you are most aggressive. Don't let your good years go."

He Youchuan was stunned on the spot.

In the past, he did consider these two paths. After becoming a graduate student, he would indeed have more prospects, and his annual salary would be higher than that of ordinary college students.

This benefit is beyond doubt.

Just going to graduate school with my own family background is tantamount to turning myself into a blood-sucking worm, eating away at my parents' hard work.

As for the public examination, becoming an insider of the system can indeed lead a leisurely life.

But what about the parents?
What to support?

He had considered these two paths before, but quickly gave up.

"No, Teacher Song, you are wrong!"

He Youchuan spoke with a slightly heavy tone.
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PS: There are fewer and fewer readers, and more and more people I know, and I am just one of them.