Epigenetic

The stall continued to open in the morning, and the sales of the cake and milk combination increased again, and it was sold out before noon. I went to school in the afternoon and passed the mobile market and found that the city management had come. , in a mess.

A stove was knocked down and coals were scattered.Zhu Weixing saw the stall owner picking up pitifully there, and no one around helped, so he helped the cart that was about to overturn.

More than 50 stall owners saw Zhu Weixing's movement and hurriedly stopped him: "No need, there is dust, it's not good to get your clothes on."

"It's okay." Zhu Weixing returned, and put all the seasoning ingredients that could be rescued back on the car.

The uncle was very grateful and insisted on giving Zhu Weixing two cakes as compensation.

I wish MSI didn't want it.

The uncle thought he was disgusted, and recommended himself: "My cake looks average, but the ingredients are all good. Try it, it won't lie."

In fact, Zhu Weixing had eaten it before. When the stall opened, he wandered around and picked a few stalls to taste, and this new mobile cake stall was also listed.The materials used are acceptable, and it is more honest than many stalls, but the taste is average and the presentation is poor. It is no wonder that the business will flourish.

Unable to wish MSI to accept, the uncle sighed in frustration: "Forget it, forget it, it doesn't matter if you don't do it, in the end you still have a way to survive as a part-time job."

It's not polite to point fingers at others, but the uncle looked helpless, Zhu Weixing hesitated and said: "Maybe, another way of selling will be effective."

"Ah, what method? Everyone does this." The uncle didn't understand.

Zhu Weixing said: "Everyone else does it, so you can't do it anymore."

……

Lunch was settled in the school cafeteria. I gritted my teeth and recharged a hundred. I was not willing to eat meat, so I ordered two vegetables and a small bowl of rice. Zhu Weixing found a seat and sat down.

While eating, there were constant gazes and discussions around him, Zhu Weixing noticed it, but didn't look back.

A short-haired girl walked up angrily, slapped the table, and said to Zhu Weixing, "Tell you, I didn't say that! I'm not a big mouth!"

Zhu Weixing looked up and found that it was Lu Xiaoai.

Faced with Zhu Weixing's doubts, Lu Xiaoai held the pan with one hand and patted his chest with the other, with a serious look: "I was the only one watching the whole process, it doesn't mean that I posted the story of you being kicked out of the classroom by Teacher Chen on the Internet, I can use my personality Guaranteed, please face up to my moral character!"

Zhu Weixing's eyes blinked slowly, as if he was digesting Lu Xiaoai's words, and after a while, he nodded: "I know." At that time, the classroom door was open, the surrounding was so quiet, and Teacher Chen's voice was so loud, it was strange that there was only one person who knew.

Lu Xiaoai had a lot of arguments to say, but when Zhu Weixing beat her back with one sentence, she froze in place and was at a loss.

At this time, Zhu Weixing's cell phone rang, and the counselor, Mr. Xia, sent him a message asking him to go to the department office, and ask him for questions about Mr. Chen Zhou.

Zhu Weixing's broken mobile phone has big characters, and a few short sentences can be seen clearly by Lu Xiaoai who is two meters away.

She became anxious again: "Even the head of the department knows about this? Who stabbed it? Anyway, it wasn't me!"

Zhu Weixing put away the dinner plate and stood up.

"It's me," he said.

The call was made by Zhu Weixing before leaving school yesterday. He called Teacher Xia, the head of the department, and even the deputy dean.

Leave the cafeteria and go to the administration building.It was very lively there. It seemed that there would be a large-scale event in a month. Many students were busy in the building, and there were people coming and going.

There were quite a few people in the dean's office, the dean was there, the counselor was there, Chen Zhou was there, even Xin Manman was there, and there were a few unknown people watching.

When Zhu Weixing entered the door, these people looked at him together, with different eyes.

Zhu Weixing bowed and greeted everyone around without the slightest timidity, even Chen Zhou was not behind, and then walked to the middle-aged man behind the table with a humble and generous posture.

Prior to this, Chen Zhou had already informed everyone of the general situation.In his subjective description, Zhu Weixing is not a good student with both character and learning.Teachers who have never met him face to face will inevitably have preconceived impressions, including the head of the department.But when I saw it right away, I couldn't tell the difference between Mr. Chen and Zhou's description.

The head of the department asked: "Student MSI? The school paid more attention to the situation you reported to the counselor and me yesterday, so I would like to invite you and the relevant teacher Chen Zhou to come and talk together. If there is a misunderstanding, solve the misunderstanding and solve the problem. "

The head of the department's tone was mild, at least on the surface he didn't appear to be partisan.

Zhu Weixing said: "Okay, but what I want to say has already been said on the phone, there is no need to repeat it, it is a waste of teachers' time."

"Is there anything to add?" the head of the department asked.

Zhu MSI shook his head.

The head of the department looked at Teacher Chen Zhou again.

Teacher Chen's complexion was very bad, and he lost the elegant demeanor he had when he first met. He stared at Zhu Weixing for a few seconds, then suddenly got up and snatched his flute box.

Zhu Weixing didn't notice, let go of the instrument and let the instrument into the other party's hands.

Chen Zhou opened the flute box, pointed to the things inside and said, "If you have any reservations about what I just said, then look at these things, and you will know the student's attitude towards learning."

"It's not me who discriminates. For those who study music, poor conditions are not the most terrible thing, but not paying attention. A professional student who is already a sophomore in college, and he still uses musical instruments of this level. Does he have no money? No money for half a year, No money for one year, no money for two years? Being poor is no excuse. One less meal, more part-time jobs, two fewer clothes, if you can’t make up the money, what’s the use of the work-study loan in the school? Yes? As long as you want to, a set of [-] to [-] basic musical instruments should be scraped together after so long. Even if you still can’t afford it, good maintenance is the minimum requirement. But do you see if his pipe is a musical instrument? It’s rubbish This is his major, the guy he eats, but he treats him like this, this is his learning attitude! Facing such a student, do you think I need to waste time? Persuading him to transfer is already my biggest professor to him Already!"

Indeed, when the teachers who had just held back after seeing Zhu Weixing in person saw the flute in such a poor condition, their impressions were slightly reversed and they immediately played back.Even the head of the department was shaking his head frequently. The owner of this instrument didn't care, let alone care about it.

Although he knew that Chen Zhou's words contained a lot of personal emotions, he didn't like himself, and he didn't want to give him a chance to do it again, but so what, this is Zhu Weixing's negligence, Zhu Weixing's responsibility, Zhu Weixing has no way to refute .

So when he received the reprimanding eyes from the teachers, he just stood there and accepted it sincerely.

At this moment, Teacher Xia spoke up.

"To be reasonable, I remember that the school regulations do not say that students who are seriously ill or have major accidents that affect their studies should be transferred or dismissed. To be honest, if all students are excellent, everyone is right, and there are school regulations such as punishment and expulsion. Is it necessary to exist? If every student is aware that everyone loves learning, is there a need for the existence of an education system? Similarly, it is necessary for a teacher to exist in addition to giving knowledge and teaching him to grow and teach him to be a man. He should teach more and teach less. To teach. If a good student can accept it, it is considered our dedication, and if a bad student cannot accept it, it is considered our responsibility. There is no reason why students want to accept and learn, but we don’t give it. Is it still a teacher? I don’t think we should deprive one The idea of ​​a student wanting to study takes time to grow, and it has not reached the point where society does not tolerate it. We should not be too late when he wants to turn back."

Teacher Xia's voice was calm and there was no ups and downs in his tone, but every word he uttered sounded like a soul torture, which made Teacher Chen's face turn dark again after he had recovered a bit.

"Everyone will say that the teaching resources of the acting department are just that. You want me to spend more time on him, and the resources of good students will be consumed. Is this fair to those talented and serious children?"

"That's right, the precise calculations and stinginess of the teachers' teaching resources in the school have indeed given many students a deep understanding."

Teacher Xia's words were too straightforward, and if he went deeper, he would involve the chaos of the industry. The head of the department hurriedly interrupted with a soft cough.

"The original intentions of the teachers are all good, but they have their own considerations. Why don't you ask the students for their opinions, okay?" Turning to Zhu Weixing, "You still insist on studying in the orchestra department? If you have a poor foundation, it will be much more difficult than other students. You have to think it over carefully. Of course, if you have other choices, we can make accommodations due to your physical condition.” After all, music performance is the trump card of U arts, and transferring to other majors is considered a downgrade, so there is nothing that cannot be accommodated. .

Zhu MSI did not hesitate: "I want to continue."

Chen Zhou snorted silently.

"And..." Zhu Weixing suddenly took out his mobile phone, "I talked to the deputy director, and he also expressed his willingness to respect my ideas."

The words were very abrupt and inexplicable, which made several teachers present stunned for a moment, especially Teacher Chen, who was then angry after being stunned.

"Did you even call the deputy dean and report me? You are such a great student!"

The dean of the department was calmer than him, but he also had a subtle expression: "The deputy dean also knows about this? He promised you to stay?" The deputy dean of the acting school has other important positions, and generally doesn't have so much time to ask about a student's situation.

Zhu Weixing ignored Chen Zhou's fierce words, and replied to the head of the department: "The vice president said that the school will deal with it, so let me trust him and all the teachers."

"That's right. Don't worry, Mr. Chen. Let's have a sip of tea first. Aren't we solving the problem?" The head of the department didn't know what to do, and while smoothing things over, he called the vice president.

The other end quickly picked it up, and the dean of the department asked about Zhu Weixing after a few words of greeting. The deputy dean said something, and the dean of the department frowned.After hanging up the phone, he looked over with more serious eyes.

After staring at Zhu Weixing for a moment, he turned to several teachers watching, and asked one of them: "Team Leader Li, do you have any other flute teachers here who can arrange teaching?"

After asking such a question, not only Teacher Xia and Team Leader Li were puzzled, but Chen Zhou's expression changed slightly.

Has the director's attitude changed?

What's going on with the vice president?Do you really support Zhu MSI?

but why?

This poor student has no background.

The author has something to say:

Wish MSI: I want both career and study.