Criminal Minds Profile

"Oh!" Diao Shuzhen seemed to be waking up from a big dream, only to realize that she was still riding on Song Yucheng's body, remembering the performance of throwing herself into her arms just now, a strong sense of despair permeated her heart—if it was changed to The other young ladies might just take this opportunity to bring the relationship between the two to a higher level. The problem is that this is Song Dafeng, who cannot be offended by the Commission for Discipline Inspection.

So she obediently rolled to the edge of the table, hugged her knees, and tried to reduce her sense of existence, just like a little fox cub who is usually too skinny, afraid of making her master angry when she makes a mistake, and deliberately behaves well.

Song Yucheng got up from the ground calmly, as if he was trying on clothes in some high-end clothing store, straightened his clothes, smoothed out the wrinkles on them, and recovered from the state of embarrassment in the blink of an eye. Strict and rigid look.

Song Yucheng pursed his lips, and Diao Shuzhen carefully stretched his neck to glance at her face. Seeing that the situation was not good, he quickly retracted, and sat on the ground with his knees hugged extremely obediently, shrinking into a small ball.

"Don't you have anything to explain?" Song Yucheng casually picked up the data cable on the table, tapped it rhythmically on the table.

Diao Shuzhen was stunned, his amber eyes rolled away, and he returned to his original sly look, and hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, I really didn't expect it to be you, I'm really sorry, I won't dare to do it again next time .”

Song Yucheng frowned almost imperceptibly, and said coolly, "Who did you think it was?"

Diao Shuzhen was taken aback for a moment, and mumbled: "My roommates, who else can there be? Others won't enter the door of this dormitory—"

Her voice became weaker and weaker, she lacked confidence, and she seemed more and more guilty.After all, the scene just now was too embarrassing, and she didn't know how to explain it to Song Yucheng, an outsider.

"Forget it." Song Yucheng said coldly, she stopped staring at Diao Shuzhen and turned to leave.The bedroom door slammed shut with a deafening sound.

So the disciplinary committee, which is pure and clean, is unhappy because it feels tarnished?Diao Shuzhen climbed up in a daze, caught a glimpse of her blushing face in the mirror, looked down at her palm, and recalled the warm and soft touch, as if a little rabbit was beating in her palm, her mind was like summer The ice cream in it is about to melt at high temperatures.

The emptiness brought about by skin hunger has long been completely expelled by the heat of contact. She sat blankly, looking at her slightly silly and wretched smile on the opposite window.There was just one thought running through my mind over and over again:

Even if twenty points were deducted for harassing the disciplinary committee, it was worth it.

To die under the peony flower is to be a ghost.

I don't know how much time has passed, the new message sounded, and it turned out to be a message from Feng Xueba:

I'm in the spoken English class now, do you want to come?

Diao Shuzhen stared at the screen blankly for a long time, and it took him a long time to realize what the message was talking about.It seems that the terrible feeling of loneliness and emptiness will not sweep over tonight, but to be on the safe side, it's better to stay in a place with people.And tonight, it doesn't seem to be suitable for spending time, it is more appropriate to study.

Diao Shuzhen: Okay, where are you?I'll take a taxi.

Feng Xueba: No need, it’s probably too late for you to take a taxi, we’ll come pick you up.

Diao Shuzhen: How embarrassing that is.

Feng Xueba: It's okay, come on.

So according to the agreement, Diao Shuzhen walked to the school gate, and the cool night wind blew on her face, but it didn't reduce the hot temperature on her face at all.

After a while, I saw a gray van painted with "Guanxin English" slowly approaching.Feng Liandi was sitting in the back seat. In addition to the thick and thick driver Xu Ge with the blue dragon tattoo on his arm, there was also a 24-year-old woman in the passenger seat. She had yellow skin, a shriveled figure, high cheekbones, and a somewhat sharp-mouthed monkey cheek. It looked like a stunted monkey.

Feng Liandi called her "Sister Huang". Sister Huang was very enthusiastic when she saw Diao Shu, and asked her questions about her care and warmth.

The journey was not long. After about 15 minutes, the van stopped in front of an old-fashioned residential building. On the window on the third floor was a dimly lit billboard with the words "Guanxin English" written on it.

Diao Shuzhen followed them upstairs, and the big iron door slammed shut behind him. Brother Xu was last and locked the door.This is an urban village not far from the central area of ​​the provincial capital. The houses are old but the location is good, so the landlord converted one house into countless small single rooms for rent to tenants who have to go to work nearby.

The period of personnel turnover here is short, the turnover is extremely fast, and good and bad people are mixed.Because of the design, the corridor was very dark, and it was full of garbage and various sundries. Diao Shu really had to carefully walk around those roadblocks. Even so, she almost tripped over the height of the three-story building. several times.Sister Huang and Feng Liandi were able to circumvent those roadblocks skillfully without turning on the flashlights. Obviously, they often haunt here and are very familiar with the surrounding environment.

The four of them walked through the dark corridor in silence. Only then did Diao Shuzhen regain his senses. The alarm bells in his heart were ringing loudly, and he couldn't help but be suspicious:

How could a formal English training institution be opened in such a place?

Why didn't they tell themselves the address and insisted on coming to pick them up, making it so mysterious?

It's already past ten o'clock in the evening, no matter how crazy the oral English training camp is, it's time to end and rest, right?

Thinking back to the rusty iron door that was closed when he just came in, Diao Shu's heart shuddered. Could it be——her footsteps paused, Feng Liandi saw her stop, and stood at the corner of the stairs with his hands folded in front of his chest. Waiting for her everywhere, her eyes looked strange and unpredictable under the reflection of the neon lights outside the window.

Diao Shuzhen had a layer of cold sweat on his forehead. She pretended to be relaxed and asked: "Brother Lian, I see that you are so active in clocking in the dormitory. How can such a high-end training institution be opened in such a dilapidated place?"

Feng Liandi let out a "hey" sound, seemingly unrelenting, and retorted: "The place here is a bit old, but teachers are hard to come by. I have learned a lot. If you are the kind of person who only looks at the facade Superficial guy, go back now."

Sister Huang hurriedly smoothed things over and said: "Oh, Brother Lian, don't scare the newcomers. If she comes here for the first time, if she has any ideas, it's because we didn't entertain her well, and she didn't appreciate our benefits. As a senior student, Just have to be patient."

She turned to Diao Shuzhen again and said: "With our teacher's qualifications, we should have rented a high-end office building as a training base. However, the founder of Guanxin English did not want knowledge to be monopolized by a few rich people. Ordinary students are free of charge, but the teacher’s salary cannot be reduced, so it can only save the expenses of the venue. After all, it’s all for our students.”

Feng Liandi nodded again and again, clenched his right hand and put it on his chest, his eyes glowed with excitement, with an impassioned look of wanting to dedicate himself to a great cause.

Diao Shu was really rude, so he frowned and asked, "What is a senior student?"

Sister Huang came over and hugged her shoulders, and said affectionately: "Oh, don't worry, just listen to our courses, and you will naturally understand in the future."

Diao Shuzhen turned sideways, skillfully freed Sister Huang's hand, casually brushed the dust off his shoulders, and put on that half-smile look on his face again.

She put her hands in her trouser pockets, pretended to be very interested, and laughed and said, "Sister Huang, I am so moved by what you said. You don't know, I really want to practice my oral English. Okay, but I have spent money and signed up for training classes, but I haven’t practiced well, and I still stumble when I open my mouth, alas, why is it so difficult?”

Feng Liandi's eyes glowed with enthusiasm, and he hurriedly said: "I used to be as speechless as you, but so many brothers and sisters here practice with you, and now I can speak fluently."

While speaking, he had already reached the third floor.Sister Huang took out the key from her pocket, and with a soft creak, the dilapidated wooden door burst open.After entering the door, I turned a few corners before arriving at the classroom.Sister Huang made a silent gesture and gently opened the door.

Seeing the scene in the room, Diao Shuzhen's pupils shrank, and a look of shock appeared on his face.

In a small room of less than ten square meters, more than 20 people were densely packed.

Everyone sat upright on a small plastic bench, with a notebook neatly placed on their knees and a pen in their hand, staring feverishly at the lecturer in front of the blackboard.This kind of serious attitude is like the first class in life that elementary school students listen to, solemnly swear when they join a holy organization, and pray before God in the church.

Sister Huang and Feng Liandi sat on the ground in the corner, and Diao Shuzhen sat down next to them.The corner of the room is narrow and cramped, the facilities are simple, there is not even an electric fan, and it is airtight.With so many people crowded together, Diao Shuzhen struggled to breathe the filthy air, feeling like a dying fish accidentally landed on the table, dizzy and dizzy.

Sister Huang and Feng Liandi didn't seem to notice it. After sitting down, they had the same focused and fanatical expressions as the people here, and their eyes were fixed on the lecturer in front of the blackboard.It was a middle-aged man, overweight, not tall, fair-skinned, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his face, he looked like a gentle intellectual.But what Diao Shuzhen had in his mind was: How on earth could he wear this suit with long sleeves and trousers in such a hot weather?

"Why can't Chinese people practice oral English well?" He talked eloquently there, "Is it because our vocabulary is not enough? Or is it because our reading comprehension is not enough?"

"Wrong, that's not the case at all! The vocabulary used by ordinary foreign people in their daily life will certainly not exceed a thousand! Such a vocabulary, the average junior high school student has mastered it!" He seemed to be deliberately trying to attract others With the same attention, he looked at Diao Shuzhen and raised his voice, "The fundamental reason is that we don't have an environment to practice spoken English. For example, foreigners, basic necessities of life, going to school and work, travel and entertainment, dating and making friends, other people's English It’s all for use! Instead of studying for hours in class every day like us, and then falling asleep after returning home, what’s the use of that?”

"After the founder of Guanxin English returned from studying abroad, he didn't want to see everyone, especially the young people who were not very well-off, spent a lot of money and took a lot of detours, but still failed to learn English well. He went to a good university, but couldn't get into his favorite major, and couldn't find a high-paying job because he didn't learn English well. He was heartbroken, so he founded Guanxin English. "

"He has worked hard and finally developed a brand-new education and training model, which can continuously cultivate new talents for us, and at the same time, allow lecturers to get the compensation they deserve."

"This system is called—" He paused, indicating if there were any students to continue.

The author has something to say: Song Yucheng: Angry because Diao Shuzhen harassed me (×)

Song Yucheng: Because Xiao Diao didn't want to harass me and get angry (√)

Speaking of it, it’s really stupid to encounter such things as MLM organizations in the last oral English class, but it’s still drizzle for the author.

My mother said that when I was three years old, a dead body washed up by the river near our house, probably swollen (it should look scary but I don’t have much impression). I stared straight at it, I My mother quickly came up and covered my eyes, touched my back to comfort me, maybe because she was afraid that the child would be scared out of her soul or something——

I pointed at the man's neck and said:

there is a rope...

In fact, there was no rope around the man's neck at the time, but it was later confirmed that someone upstream had hanged himself from a tree because he couldn't think about it. After he died, the rope broke for some reason and fell into the river.So I should have been referring to the rope marks on the man's neck.

Anyway, I have encountered a lot of lucky things, such as traffickers in our area, and then I accidentally got lost but miraculously went home by myself, missed the train and the train derailed.

Still grateful for the fact that I'm still alive.

感谢在2020-07-2121:54:18~2020-07-2420:12:49期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: It’s just a lonely photo;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmines: 2 for Gu Yingzhao; 1 for Wilk Soymilk;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Warma6 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!