Filling airborne [entertainment]

After the company meeting, the members boarded the car and went back to the dormitory. It was almost eleven o'clock.

Bian Nanyi wanted to sleep for a while, but Zhou Yubai woke him up before he closed his eyelids.

What Zhou Yubai promised will never be perfunctory.

"Do you know what is the most important thing for senior high school students?" Zhou Yubai quickly tapped the phone screen a few times.

Lin Xiangbei was searching for pictures of the aircraft on the Internet for reference, and did not pay much attention to the conversation between the "new teachers and students".

Bian Nanyi was so sleepy that his eyelids twitched, and he forced himself to sit up straight. He didn't expect Brother Yubai to adapt so quickly as a teacher: "Uh, work hard?"

"Effort can also be divided into effective effort and ineffective effort. One of the important differences between the two," Zhou Yubai pointed out briefly: "The first is time management."

Bian Nan's brain twitched: "Brother, this is not a school."

"..." Zhou Yubai exhaled air-conditioning, "Bian, Nan, Yi."

The youngest admitted his mistake quickly: "Brother, I was wrong. I promise to only listen to you and not interrupt."

Zhou Yubai took a deep breath, suppressed his temper, and explained in a calm voice: "Time is like a sponge. Don't always think that this sentence is mentioned too many times. See if you really listen to it. do it."

No one is more convincing than Zhou Yubai when he said this.

He has achieved too many achievements, many of which were completed in parallel.When I was in school, I took care of my studies at the same time, taught myself music theory and tried to write songs, went to dance clubs to practice dance, and had time to learn sketching and go for a ride.

After completing his studies ahead of schedule and debuting as a trainee, he can also improve his business ability.

It's almost like other people have 24 hours a day, but Zhou Yubai has 240 hours.

He can do everything he wants to do, and he can do everything well.

It's a matter of time management.

Bian Nanyi felt that he understood: "I understand brother, I will make a timetable right away! Well, just write that I get up at five o'clock every morning, memorize words from five to six o'clock, and from six to seven o'clock... In short Tomorrow we will strictly follow the schedule!"

"...No." Zhou Yubai pressed his temple, "There is no need to make a specific timetable. I'm sure, you can't follow the schedule every day."

Bian Nanyi tentatively replied, "Because the plan can't keep up with the changes?"

"..." Zhou Yu turned back to stare at him blankly: "Didn't you say nothing? Do this first and listen to me."

Lin Xiangbei raised his head from the phone, looked at Zhou Yubai whose temples were throbbing, cut into WeChat and clicked on the chat box with him.

Zhou Yubai's phone vibrated twice.

He glanced down, and the new message was marked in red in the top chat box.

Zhou Yubai didn't think about why Lin Xiangbei sat next to him and sent him a message.

When he saw Lin Xiangbei sending him a message, the corners of his mouth unconsciously twitched.

[Polar Bear No. 1729: Come on. [Touch the panda's head.gif]]

Lin Xiangbei sent him an emoticon package.

On the emoji, a panda is sulking.The passing white bear raised its paw and patted the panda's head.

"Brother Yubai, are you angry?"

"Brother Yubai? I'm really waiting for you to finish this time... QAQ."

Bian Nanyi's voice came from the back row, and it became weaker and weaker due to guilt and anxiety.

Just when he thought it was over and Brother Yubai was really angry, Zhou Yubai finally looked away from the phone, locked the screen calmly and said, "I'm not angry."

He was indeed not angry, and his tone was brisk and uplifting.

It even sounds more comfortable and relaxed than the state after the concert.

Bian Nanyi felt strangely that not only did Brother Yubai sound like he was not angry, but he was also slightly undisguisedly happy.

Bian Nanyi: Help.I made brother Yubai mad (.

The youngest didn't see the little details of what happened in the front row.

Lin Xiangbei confirmed that Yubai was fine next week, and then he lowered his head and carefully searched for pictures of the aircraft.

He has never learned painting systematically, and it is difficult to learn it quickly, but copying is not difficult for him.

With a reference object, the effect of the drawing should be better.

He plans to practice on paper first, and then draw on the shoes after practice.

With only one emoji package, Zhou Yubai's mentality of being crushed by Bian Nanyi returned to normal in an instant, and his good mood could probably last all night.Next, no matter how much Bian Nanyi understood the deviation, he could tolerate it.

He continued calmly: "The plan cannot keep up with the changes, and it is right. Don't write down what to do every hour. If it is too specific, it will be easily disrupted. You fill up every time period, and after being disrupted , where will the unfinished part be moved?"

Bian Nanyi really didn't think about this question.Hearing what Zhou Yubai said, it really makes sense.

"You are not a student who is purely preparing for the exam at home. There is still work to be done. There are many accidents at work, and there is no exact time. The end time may be delayed, and the start time may be earlier. It is impossible to predict whether there will be other things tomorrow. How can it be possible to spend the same time period every day for studying?"

"So don't do wasted work, waste time, and feel guilty for not accomplishing your goals."

Bian Nan understood.Normally, brother Yubai would never talk so much in one breath, and his patience was mediocre. He didn't expect that he thought he was going to explode just now, but now he can speak to him calmly and carefully so that he can understand.

Bian Nanyi was truly moved.

Sure enough, Brother Yubai has a knife mouth and a tofu heart.He must not let down Brother Yubai's dedication, he must prepare for the exam!

Only Wan Bai in the back seat thinks this is not the case.Because the interior of the car is pitch black at night, once the screen is turned on, the expression will be clearly reflected.

If he read it correctly, Zhou Yubai seemed to be smiling when he looked at his phone.

Although he didn't know what Zhou Yubai saw to laugh, but he was sure that Bian Nanyi was lucky and caught up with Zhou Yubai in a good mood.

But this is a beautiful misunderstanding, and Wan Bai didn't intend to expose it. Instead, he was following Zhou Yubai's "master class" silently with interest.

Bian Nanyi: "So what should we do bro?"

Zhou Yubai: "Make a plan in stages. Set a smaller goal at the beginning, and don't set a goal that is far beyond your current ability. If you fail to achieve it, you will feel frustrated, but the sense of accomplishment can make you go further. Tasks It can be simple, but it must be done.”

"As long as you don't finish it once, you will be lazy and don't want to do it tomorrow."

"Although I can supervise you, the goal belongs to you. It is always better to have an internal drive than to force it from the outside."

Zhou Yubai's unhurried tone echoed in the car, and even Li Yuan, the assistant in the passenger seat, put down his phone and listened carefully.

Lin Xiangbei wanted to touch the notebook in his bag, but he bent down and remembered that he didn't bring it to the meeting today.He thought for a while, clicked on the memo on the phone, and added something after recording a certain item related to Zhou Yubai.

He liked one of Zhou Yubai's words very much.

'If you can't do it, you will feel frustrated, but the sense of accomplishment can make you go further. '

From the words and deeds of a person, you can judge what kind of person he is.

Zhou Yubai will not set goals that are far beyond his current capabilities.It's all little by little, step by step, like climbing a ladder.When I look back, I realize that the place where he is standing now is already far away and difficult to reach in the eyes of others.

"Just set what you want to accomplish every day. I don't interfere with what goals you set, but you must complete what you arrange yourself. Take spare time and use it, like a sponge, see the needles."

Zhou Yubai still doesn't know the specific basic situation of Bian Nanyi: "Do you have an idea of ​​where you need to focus on making up lessons?"

Bian Nan tried hard to think: "Uh..."

He knew that Zhou Yubai wanted to help him mend the weakest place first, but he couldn't explain why.

Zhou Yubai understood.I can't tell where the specific weaknesses are, but they are all weak.

"Then make up all over again. Start from the first year of high school."

Bian Nanyi scratched his head in embarrassment, but he was full of optimism and energy: "Okay brother!"

Zhou Yubai: "Tomorrow I will set a staged big goal for you. You decide what you want to accomplish every day. Make a plan and show me."

Bian Nanyi: "Okay brother! No problem!"

Wan Bai and Ji Xuxi are keen to lie down during non-working hours, and they are not Zhou Yubai's self-disciplined struggle criticism at all.

Wan Bai feels dizzy when he thinks of tutoring Bian Nanyi, because he has tried.Bian Nan's nervous four-dimensionality is fully reflected in his studies, and he is not suitable for exam-oriented education.

But Zhou Yubai didn't seem to think how difficult it is to coach Bian Nanyi. It's a trivial matter that can be done, but the process is a bit troublesome. It's the same as starting to rehearse immediately after deciding which song to perform on the next stage.

As for Quan Zhe, he and Bian Nanyi are very compatible in various aspects - he dozed off when Zhou Yubai started teaching, and now he has fallen asleep to the point of no one knows.

Quan Zhe is the kind of classic that has been passed down forever, every class, every class, there is always a type of male student who sleeps in the corner of the back row.

Occasionally, he is attacked with chalkheads by an angry and funny teacher.

Then continue to sleep in the next class.

After arriving at the dormitory, the members washed up and went back to their rooms to sleep.

Zhou Yubai came out after blowing his hair, leaned against the head of the bed, and looked down at the pillow he had been sleeping on for a while.

From the corners of the pillow, seeing the texture of the pillowcase, to tapping the knuckles three times, listening to the rustling sound of cassia seeds.

He clicked on the WeChat interface, and the interface was still stuck on the emoticon package that Lin Xiangbei sent him.

Zhou Yu watched it for a long time.

The emoji keeps looping, and the white bear passes by, stops when he sees the panda, and then touches his head.

Zhou Yubai raised his fingertips with a serious expression, and stroked his hair.

A little hard, but not very hard.I don't know how to feel.

He hasn't touched other people's heads, so it's hard to judge.

Zhou Yu thought blankly, Bian Nanyi's hair looked quite soft, and Lin Xiangbei would rub his hair down occasionally when expressing comfort.

Zhou Yubai knocked on the pillow and thought, he also has it today, although it's just an emoji package.

He added this set of emoticons to the template, and then added this emoticon package separately to his personal collection.

...still itching.

Zhou Yubai felt that the pillow should be given to him by Lin Xiangbei and Li Yuan.

But he still wanted the pillow to have an official certification.

Zhou Yubai carefully picked up the pillow and stopped in front of him, looking at it carefully.He looked at the pillow calmly and shook it with his hands: "You also want to know, don't you?"

The pillow was unresponsive.

Zhou Yubai didn't mind: "Since you think so, I'll help you ask."

He pondered for a moment, and took a picture of the pillow.

Originally, I wanted to send the message first, and then the photos, but I was too quick, so I sent the photos naked first.

Zhou Yubai is not very calm at the moment: "..."

In the moment of life and death, Zhou Yubai was thinking whether to urgently organize language to explain the situation, or hurry up and withdraw within the time limit.

He rarely seemed to be in a daze, staring aimlessly at the wall in front of him.

Now there is only this wall between Lin Xiangbei and him.

Lin Xiangbei probably didn't see it so soon, he might have fallen asleep.

But withdrawing will always give people a bad impression. There is nothing wrong with it. When you see "the other party has withdrawn a message", you may think of other places.

In the chat history, it is Zhou Yubai who abruptly sent a picture of a pillow, but is still editing how to speak.

It seems difficult to be particularly natural.

Just before Zhou Yubai sighed and wanted to withdraw, a new message suddenly appeared on the chat interface.

The other side replied.

[Polar Bear No. 1729: The pillow was actually given by me. ]

Zhou Yubai looked at this news, as if he was going to burn a hole in a certain area of ​​the screen.

He knew he wanted confirmation.

The timing of this reply is simply a direct admission.

Zhou Yubai picked up the pillow, watched the pillow shake, and whispered in a low voice, "How can you..."

The pillow still doesn't speak.

A message jumped out.

[Polar Bear No. 1729: You already know that, right? ]

Across the wall, Lin Xiangbei was sitting at the table with a lot of papers spread out in front of him. After typing, he put his phone on the table and continued to copy the selected pictures.

Hey.

Lin Xiangbei stopped writing and looked down at the news.

[Mr. Panda: Hmm]

[Mr. Panda: I knew it from the beginning]

Lin Xiangbei relaxed first. He wanted to reply to an emoji, but suddenly his fingertips paused, thinking that the next morning when the pillow arrived, Zhou Yubai clearly told him to thank Li Yuan.

He remembered the word 'positive' in the notebook and realized something.

For everything you do, if you give your heart, why do you deliberately keep the other party from knowing?

Lin Xiangbei put down his brush and picked up his phone to reply.

Next room.

Zhou Yubai has been waiting with his mobile phone in his hand, and he will read the new news as soon as it comes in.

[White Bear No. 1729: No gift given to you in the future will be in someone else's name]

Zhou Yubai's eyes fell on the word "later".

He picked up the pillow and looked at it carefully again.

He looked at the pillow with satisfaction, no matter how he looked at it, it was different from before.

Zhou Yubai put the pillow back to its original place and patted it twice, trying to reply while leaning on the pillow.

As a result, I lay down too quickly, miscalculated the distance, and hit the head of the bed.

...Maybe this is the extreme joy begets sorrow, not to mention how painful it is.

Zhou Yubai felt that his reaction speed was really fast, and he didn't make a sound when he took a breath, so he just held back.

Otherwise, if he was so happy that he bumped his head, Zhou Yubai would be so ashamed that he would no longer have to live.

He lay down expressionlessly covering his head, the phone was still in his hand, and suddenly it vibrated twice.

Zhou Yubai looked down.

[Polar Bear No. 1729: Did you fall down?all right?so loud]

Zhou Yubai: "..."

He raised his head calmly and slowly, staring at the solid wood bed above his head.

Then he slowly shifted his gaze and landed on the wall separating the two rooms.

Not soundproof at all.

Zhou Yubai turned his gaze back and stared at the head of the bed for a moment, then lay down flat, folded his hands in front of him, calmly faced the ceiling, and slowly closed his eyes.

Looking forward to the afterlife.