No touching porcelain, no coquetry! [campus]

It is definitely not possible to send it home.

The reason is also very simple, because Young Master Pei doesn't know where he should live after his "family decline".

You can't lead Ye Jue to drive for an hour, trek across mountains and rivers to return to the magnificent old house on the mountainside, and then explain to the other party: "I'm sorry, Mr. Ye, I just didn't let you send me to the director's office during the day. Lied to you."

It would be strange if Ye Jue didn't cancel his assistant position immediately and throw him to Lao Niu to receive ideological education.

Lies are like a snowball, and there will only be more and more of them.

Those who know the current affairs are heroes, and it is better to stick out your head and be beaten if you are stubborn. Now admitting a mistake and apologizing may have a turning point.

Pei Yanqiu narrowed his eyes, coughed lightly and said, "I won't trouble you, I still have to go to work."

Xiao Pei, who doesn't need to be a hero and doesn't want to be beaten for the time being, still decides to fool around first.

After all, the matter of his transfer to the department was kept a secret from both the family and the school from the very beginning, if Ye Jue was not as talkative as he expected and directly reported it to the director, then all his troubles for so long would be in vain.

Pei Yanqiu thought so in his heart, and began to compose it out of cooperation.

"Do you still have to work so late?" Ye Jue, who was spoiled by his family, expressed doubts.

"Yes." Pei Yanqiu spoke righteously.

Ye Jue, who was still dubious about the fact that Pei Yanqiu's family was in decline, now believed a little more, and couldn't help but asked with concern: "Subsidize the family?"

"No, earn some pocket money." Guilty Xiao Pei chose to compromise.

However, he did not expect that his flickering eyes, tight mouth, and somewhat nervous expression, in Ye Jue's eyes at this time, turned into the stubbornness that teenagers do not want to admit.

Boys of this age have strong self-esteem, and Ye Jue, who felt that he understood very well, felt a bit of timely affection in his heart, so he stopped asking.

"Okay, then I'll take you there, it's raining too much." Ye Jue chose the next best thing, if you can't send it home, then send it to work. In short, as a moral temporary staff member, there is no rainstorm. Umbrella students casually throw the truth on the street.

And he mainly stopped by to see the environment. Although he can work part-time when he reaches the age of sixteen, he must at least ensure the safety of the child.

Ye Jue took advantage of the time to shake open the folding umbrella to secretly look at Pei Yanqiu, who was drooping and frowning, thinking about something.

From appearance to temperament, the young students are very similar to the protagonists in certain literary works, who will skillfully avoid countless legal industries and choose some places that are not in line with the basic values ​​of social civilization to explore and build their personality.

A Shen Lian is enough to give Ye Jue a headache. If Pei Yanqiu is trapped in a black restaurant, or becomes a handsome male dealer in a black-hearted casino, or goes to fisting for something good or bad, even though he An intern wouldn't be responsible, but Ye Jue's conscience couldn't bear it.

Of course, the seemingly unpredictable and pensive little Pei is not as calm as the surface. The young master has already started to count in his mind whether there are any small businesses nearby that can be used as a cover.

The two of them had their own thoughts and went their separate ways in the street. Fortunately, the windproof umbrella Ye Jue bought with a lot of money was big enough, otherwise the two of them would definitely catch a cold tonight.

The place where the two ate was near Jincheng Middle School.

Sincerely rich and powerful, the school was built on a large area of ​​land in the inner ring of the city, and Ningcheng is located in the north. Although it has long been an international metropolis, the city center still retains some old traces, mainly reflected in the The alleys are criss-crossed and densely packed, let alone Ye Jue, a little foreigner, and even local young people have to rely on navigation to go out.

The low old buildings around are pretty much the same. Seeing Pei Yanqiu turning here and there, seemingly aimlessly leading him through several streets, Ye Jue, who was already starting to feel a little dizzy, took the initiative to ask : "Hey, classmate Pei, where are you going?"

Classmate Pei, who had his back to Ye Jue, gave a soft "tsk", thinking that this is a really good question, but if I know the answer, I won't take you three times in the rain.

It was completely dark, and the dim lights of the street lamps were reflected by the rain, creating a hazy feeling, and the smell of grass and trees mixed with the smell of old bricks and tiles lingered in the humid air.

From time to time, drops of water broke through the vulnerable protection of the umbrella and hit the skin, even hanging on the tips of Ye Jue's long and curled eyelashes, falling a little heavy.

The visibility ahead was very low, Ye Jue inevitably squinted his myopic eyes, but his eyes still could only focus on the hairpin on the back of Pei Yanqiu's head.

He snapped on the hood that came with his sweatshirt, covering the natural curls that get puffier in the humidity.

Xiaoye, a science student with no flair, didn't feel the slightest bit of romance and poetry. She just felt that her inference about Pei Yanqiu's part-time job was probably correct.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to explain why such a cautious posture of gangster transactions was made.

"Yanqiu, don't do anything illegal, at worst, I'll approve some funds for you." Ye Jue tentatively said.

Pei Yanqiu paused and was about to explain, but when he raised his head, he found that the two of them had almost reached the downstairs of the Pei Group before he knew it. Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration, and quickly took out his mobile phone to find the contact person and typed a line, and then Then he turned around suddenly and took the umbrella from Ye Jue.

"It'll be there soon, I'll hold on, you take a break."

Ye Jue let out an "oh", and held back the finished draft, still a little uncomfortable with Pei Yanqiu's inexplicably cheerful tone, after all, the child's heavy heart just now seemed to be a stained informant who was forced to lead the way.

Not far from the alley is the CBD, where modern and high-tech high-rise buildings are lined up. Before Ye Jue had time to feel puzzled and admiring about this kind of urban planning, he heard someone calling Pei Yanqiu's name from across the road.

Following his gaze, an uncle with beards was waving his hands in the direction of the two of them. Although he was smiling, his vicious demeanor seemed to be carrying a few lives on his back.

Ye Jue: Although the location is not the same as expected, the work content seems to be the same number...

"That's it, June's bakery, I work there." Pei Yanqiu raised his hand to greet the person opposite, and then pointed to a European-style pastoral coffee shop called Ye Jue in the middle of several office buildings.

Trembling, Ye Jue took out his glasses from his bag and put them on. He was shocked by the brown apron with four cartoon cats printed on the uncle who seemed to be the owner of the coffee shop. The visual impact made him completely unaware of Pei Yanqiu's standard English. Pronunciation.

"Very good." Ye Jue patted Pei Yanqiu's shoulder after he had recovered his composure.

Although the boss does not seem to be a very harmonious society, the environment of the store is still good, and it seems to be a good place for checking in on weekends.

The temporary worker Xiaoye who just signed the supervision responsibility transfer agreement in the morning was relieved.

In order to prevent Ye Jue from being too conscientious, Pei Yanqiu said "goodbye, brother" to him and turned around to run, not even hiding his urgency.

But Ye Jue quickly grabbed the opponent's wrist, and with a smile on his face, he put back the handle of the umbrella that the little classmate hastily stuffed back into his hand: "The weather forecast says it will rain until midnight, you take let's go."

"Go home early after work and don't run around. I'll see you at school tomorrow." After Ye Jue instructed, he put the two metal chains on the glasses into the hood, pulled the two ropes around the neckline, and swayed towards Pei Yanqiu He waved his hand and ran to the taxi parked by the side of the road.

Pei Yanqiu, who was stunned in place, held up an umbrella and watched as Ye Jue's car turned a corner at the next intersection and disappeared so that he could never be seen again. He was about to turn around and leave when he suffered a heavy blow to the back.

"Young Master, what are you doing here? I have to invite you in person?" The person who came was the owner of the coffee shop just opposite.

Pei Yanqiu covered his back with an unlucky face, and slapped away the other party's unfeeling hand: "Good evening, Uncle Zhuang."

The person called Uncle Zhuang tried his best to put on a kind expression on that unfriendly face: "What do you mean by asking me to come out to pick you up all of a sudden? Did you cause trouble again?"

"Hey, your little flower umbrella is very pretty, where did you get it?"

Hearing this, Pei Yanqiu spared some extra thought to carefully appreciate the forced umbrella. The black umbrella fits the image of the cool guy, but the pattern of the cartoon Samoyed printed on it is similar to that of the leaves. Jue is inexplicably compatible.

Inexplicably, when Ye Jue tightened his hood vigilantly just now, a few disobedient golden curly hairs came out quietly, Pei Yanqiu couldn't help but bend the corners of his eyes.

"This is a Samoyed, what a little flower umbrella, you are so old-fashioned." Young Master Pei is very skillful in crossing rivers and demolishing bridges.

Before he could restrain his smile, the phone Pei Yanqiu was holding rang twice.

He looked down and saw that the person who sent the message was Ye Jue.

In order to facilitate the communication of some important matters in the future, the two added WeChat to each other during the meal. Jincheng's management in this area is not strict. Many teachers have special work accounts for timely communication with students and parents.

But Ye Jue looks like it should be the number of life.

The profile picture is a group photo of him hugging a big snow-white dog, each of them smiling brightly, their eyes narrowed into thin lines, unable to see the beautiful crystal blue in them.

[Mr. Xiaoye: I checked your class schedule, and the earliest economics class tomorrow is at [-]:[-] pm, so come to the office to find me on time at [-]:[-] tomorrow. ]

Pei Yanqiu was stunned. Didn't he say that it is enough to work only two days a week? Why do you have to go tomorrow?

In the next second, new news poured in like a cannonball.

[Since you agreed at noon, we will try to start make-up classes as early as possible. I may need to take a week off at the end of the month, so come to me when you are resting or have no classes during this period. ]

[If students come to visit, you go to the cubicle in the back room and do your own problems. ]

[Oh yes, then I have to trouble you to clean up the cubicle tomorrow. ]

Pei Yanqiu: What happened during that half minute when I was distracted at noon? ? ?

[Mr. Xiaoye: You bring the exercise set with you tomorrow, and you will memorize the vocabulary first when you come. I will try to see the difficulty. ]

[Although you cannot transfer to the general department this semester, I will definitely find time to help you. ]

[Yanqiu, come on. ]

Pei Yanqiu, who seemed to understand, but didn't fully understand what was going on, tremblingly typed a series of ellipses, and fell silent amid Uncle Zhuang's eccentric voice of "Master, Master".

Question, is it still too late to admit mistakes and withdraw all the casual lies?Very urgent.

Ye Jue, who soon arrived at the rented apartment, saw the surprise and confusion between Pei Yanqiu's words, but he didn't intend to explain too much to the stinky kid who didn't listen well.

Ye Jue originally thought that something happened to the other party's family, and now it must be difficult to have enough financial resources and energy to improve Pei Yanqiu's brilliant score of 250 points. Anyway, he is not very busy with work, and his high school science knowledge helps others for free Supplementary lessons are not a big problem.

He originally wondered why Pei Yanqiu agreed so happily, and after a long time, people didn't hear his empathetic mental journey at all.

No matter what, just treat it as a "blessing" for classmate Xiao Pei who was distracted and responded indiscriminately.

With a smile on his face, Ye Jue typed out the cold text: [Go to bed early, your credits will be deducted if you don't arrive on time], and then locked the screen.

When he returned to the bedroom after taking a hot bath to dispel the chill, there were already a lot of messages on his phone. The little red dot at the bottom was a dry "good night" from Pei Yanqiu. The experimental group and classmates.

Ye Jue clicked on Bai Ming's reply, and looked at it with a serious expression.

[Ming: I have also heard a little about the spiritual MLM course you mentioned for the elite class. I asked some friends and sorted out some information, which has been sent to your mailbox. ]

[Did you encounter any problems during the internship?If the situation is more serious, you can ask the other party to try to call the police. ]

Ye Jue called up the document in the mailbox, read it roughly, and suddenly felt a little relieved. What Shen Lian was forced to accept should be some extreme deformation of the traditional LP course.

The whole process of LP is the Leadership Program, which is a kind of course that became popular among urban white-collar workers and management in the early years.

The purpose is to gain spiritual understanding and improvement through the courses, so as to improve one's own quality and ability, and influence people around you to obtain a happier and meaningful life through what you have learned.

Over the years, such spiritual MLM courses have been widely disseminated around the world. Although the names and forms have changed, most of the basic frameworks and methods have changed.

Most of them are introduced by acquaintances and spread in small circles, allowing participants to repeatedly emphasize the central idea of ​​the course in a state of being out of touch with real life, with some inexplicable stories and interactive games among students, and even violent means to achieve the effect of brainwashing .

Although most courses are only used to make money, and the impact on participants is controllable and can be corrected through external intervention, there are many more extreme and deformed variants.

Countless people suffer from mental illness and affect their normal life every year because of this kind of course. Many adults with relatively mature minds may be trapped in it and find it difficult to get out, let alone Shen Lian, who is forced to participate by parents like Shen Lian.

Ye Jue frowned and tapped on the keyboard:

[Thanks for your hard work, brother. ]

[emmm, the situation of my visit is quite special. He tried to call the police, but the parents were seriously affected, and because this course belongs to the high-end service class, it is a bit difficult to obtain evidence. ]

Bai Ming was probably using his mobile phone, and the reply to the message was quite fast this time.

[You are not allowed to mess around. ]

Seeing this, Ye Jue couldn't help curling his lips. After so many years, he still couldn't hide his small thoughts from the other party.

Ye Jue, who had already registered through Shen Lian and even paid the money, said perfunctorily: [I just want to get a general idea of ​​the situation. After all, you are the most reliable brother in terms of professionalism~]

[Ming: Complimenting me is useless. According to your description, the course you participated in this visit is dangerous. If you can’t handle it, just refuse it. Pushing away one or two difficult cases will not affect you. ]

[We are just consultants, not saviors. Collecting money, treating people and doing work within our capabilities, and punishing evil and promoting good is not your business. ]

Seeing this passage, Ye Jue frowned. Although he understood that there was nothing wrong with Bai Ming's words, he still felt uncomfortable.

He always believes that people engaged in psychology-related professions can be rational, firm, and even stubborn, but they can't be cold.

After disappearing for more than a year and changing majors, Bai Ming has been like this. It seems that only in front of their family can he regain the slightest trace of humanity. Ye Jue doesn't understand and doesn't adapt.

At first, he thought it was because he was too emotional, but Ye Jue finally figured it out after he was assigned to the Department of Psychology by mistake due to a mistake in the school system and received four years of education.

There was nothing wrong with him, it was Bai Ming who went astray.

He sent a dejected expression pack of a dog:

[I know, this student still needs psychological intervention in the future. I have discussed it with the supervisor and will transfer him to a suitable therapist in the near future. I have to get up early for work tomorrow, so I will go to bed first. ]

After saying good night, Ye Jue didn't feel sleepy at all. He opened the document that Bai Ming sent him again, and after a simple comparison with some procedures and precautions that Shen Lian asked this afternoon, he opened a conversation with a newly added friend. frame.

[JoshuaY: Hello, I'm Shen Lian's friend, he recommended me to participate in this elite training, when will the first-level course start?I'm about to take the midterm exam, and I'm a little anxious. ]

Less than half a minute after sending it out, there was a response from the other side.

Seeing "The other party is typing..." on the top of the screen, Ye Jue slightly raised the corner of his mouth.

The moonlight outside the window was bright, the dark clouds cleared, and the rain stopped.