Rebirth as an official

Cheng Zhimo originally wanted to be subtle in speaking out of concern for Tang Bochuan's face, but he couldn't control it as soon as he talked about it. The more he talked, the more excited he became, and Li An was demoted to nothing.

But this cannot be blamed on Cheng Zhimo. Before he came to the party school, Tang Bochuan had a high opinion of An Li. Especially in the past few days, he was full of praise for him. There was a vague feeling that Cheng Zhimo was not as good as Li An.

As a talented person who graduated from a prestigious school, how can he endure this feeling? Now Li An's answer sheet is not very outstanding, which makes him feel like "nothing more than that".

"It seems that you did observe carefully, not bad. Let's take a look at the surveillance first."

Tang Bochuan walked into the bedroom. On the display screen of a computer in the room, four pictures showed the scene in the living room from different angles.

Tang Bochuan called up the video of the camera facing the sofa and started watching it, especially the time when Ang Lee finally answered the question as Cheng Zhimo said, he watched it several times.

After watching the video, Tang Bochuan already had the answer in his mind. He played the video back to the time when Ang Lee was about to write the second short answer question, and pressed the pause button at the moment when Ang Lee's pen tip rested on the paper. .

"Xiao Cheng, have you found any problems?" Tang Bochuan decided to suppress the spirit of this arrogant and self-respecting master who studied abroad.

After hearing his boss's question, Cheng Zhimo approached the monitor and looked at it carefully. He didn't feel anything unusual. He shook his head and said, "There is nothing unusual here. After Li An paused here for half a moment, he stopped doing the questions." , and then started reading the test paper.”

Cheng Zhimo has an excellent memory and remembers all the videos he just watched very clearly.

"Then look at what's left on this question?" Tang Bochuan pointed to the paper he still held in his hand.

"What's there?" Cheng Zhimo picked it up and turned to the last two pages, "It's just an ink dot."

"Are those ink dots? That was his answer." Tang Bochuan said with a smile.

"Answer? What answer is this?" Cheng Zhimo was confused.

Tang Bochuan rewinds a small part of the video and points to Ang Lee's writing movements and says, "Look carefully when he answers the first question, his expressions and movements from reviewing the question to answering the question."

Then the video playback stopped at the scene where Li An wrote the second simple question.

He pointed at the slightly raised corner of Li An's mouth and said, "Do you think his expression means he doesn't know the answer?" ''

Tang Bochuan pressed the play button, and the screen continued to play, then paused, and pointed at Li An's writing action and said: "Don't you think his writing action is exactly the same as the posture he used when writing the first question just now?"

Cheng Zhimo, who has a master's degree in psychology, saw the problem without Tang Bochuan's reminder. After repeatedly comparing Li An's actions before and after, he confirmed one thing, that is, Li An knew the correct answer to this question.

"Then why didn't he write it?" Cheng Zhimo asked, expressing his confusion. In his mind, wasn't the exam just about filling in the correct answers and trying to get high scores?

"This is a sign of Ang Lee's high emotional intelligence. Look at the short moment when his pen tip rests on the paper. That's when he is thinking about whether he should write the answer. So when he stops writing and looks at the test questions at the end, it is also for himself. Looking for basis for ideas." Tang Bochuan continued to analyze Li An's psychology at that time. At this moment, he was more like a psychology expert than Cheng Zhimo.

"What basis?" Cheng Zhimo now transformed into the role of an apprentice and humbly asked his master for advice.

"Didn't you notice that he didn't write any of the questions I asked you to add? What are these questions for?" Tang Bochuan asked.

After being reminded by Tang Bochuan, Cheng Zhimo finally remembered that these were questions used by the FBI to test criminals, "Secretary Tang, you are saying that Li An knows the use of these questions."

"Yes, I can conclude that he knows, otherwise why would he leave these topics alone and not write them down? This is the cleverness of Ang Lee."

A smile appeared on Tang Bochuan's face. Seeing that Cheng Zhimo still looked puzzled, he continued to explain: "He must be thinking about one thing, what will be the consequences if he answers all these questions correctly."

"Are you saying that you will be regarded as a psychopath? Then you can write the wrong answer." Cheng Zhimo thought for a moment and said.

"Haha, Ang Lee would not resort to the low-EQ approach of writing wrong answers. It would be most appropriate not to write them."

Tang Bochuan couldn't help but sigh, this kind of handling method is too old-fashioned, how could it appear on a young man who has no experience in the world.

"Secretary Tang, maybe you think highly of him. I think he didn't know what to do, so he left it empty." Cheng Zhimo felt that Tang Bochuan still overestimated Li An.

"Then let me ask you, if your score on this test paper can determine your future, but if you answer this simple question, you may be regarded as a psychopath, but if you are considered a psychopath, you will not be promoted, but your The goal is to get promoted, what should you do?" Tang Bochuan asked the question.

"Then I can choose to answer half of the questions correctly, so the score will be enough." Cheng Zhimo said.

"If the conditions were changed, as long as you answer one question correctly, you would be considered a pervert, what would you do?" Tang Bochuan continued to increase the difficulty.

"This...this..." Cheng Zhimo thought for a long time but couldn't think of a suitable answer. It seemed to be an endless loop.

"But, is it okay to just leave it blank and not write it?" Cheng Zhimo said still a little unconvinced.

"Although it may not succeed, there is a chance. Just like now, we have analyzed that Li An knows the answer, but we have analyzed that he is not a pervert." Tang Bochuan gave an explanation.

"The exam actually tests not the score, but a person's ability. This is just like reality. Sometimes what matters about a thing is not the result, but the process. Sometimes, the process is not valued, but the result. This is You can see what the purpose of the question is. Only by understanding the purpose of the question can you get high scores." Tang Bochuan just took this opportunity to teach his beloved disciple some social experience.

"Whether it was the last test or this test, Ang Lee has obviously guessed what I was thinking. Just because of his emotional intelligence, I'm going to judge him." Tang Bochuan tapped Ang Lee on the monitor screen.

"Ah!"

Li An rubbed his nose and muttered: "Who is missing me again? Is it Beibei?"

Li An thought that his sweetheart was suddenly shocked. He seemed to have not called for four days, so he quickly took out his mobile phone and dialed the number.

After the phone rang a few times, it was connected, and Li An quickly asked cautiously.

"Beibei, are you asleep?"

"Humph, Mayor Li is so busy, he finally has time to think of me." His sweetheart was obviously angry.

"Beibei, don't be angry. Am I not attending a party school? It's not convenient for me to be beaten when I live in a dormitory."

"What? You don't want others to know that you have a girlfriend? Why did you fall in love with that female classmate?"

Zhai Bei emphasized the word "female classmate" very seriously.

"Beibei, listen to my explanation..." Li An was a little anxious.

"I don't listen, I don't listen!"

Li An felt sad. He had just experienced various tests from Tang Bochuan, and now he would continue to be tortured by his sweetheart.

ah!What is the meaning of my life!