Best Old Times: Lin Luoxue's Salted Fish Cousin

In a few months, they will be high school seniors.

It can be said that Su Chen and the others have to go through what they have to go through.

So I'm curious about these things.

Su Chen: "Jay Chou's snail is sunny, inspirational, positive, and loveless."

"Ah!~ I thought it was your dream-chasing childlike heart." Gu Xiaoman was a little disappointed. She thought she could still hear Su Chen singing this song, and planned to sneak in to listen to it in the morning.

Take a look now.

No chance.

"If you want to listen to this song, you have a chance!~" Ling Xiangqian laughed beside her and said, "Although our class didn't choose it, many other classes still chose this song."

"Before I came here, the president just washed a copy of the lyrics and asked them to take it for photocopying."

Gu Xiaoman pouted: "It's not that my singing is boring!~"

Huang Chengzi nodded.

Tan Song looked to the side: "Senior Luo, what did your class choose?"

"Invisible wings!~" Lin Luoxue chuckled: "Three Three Zero" "I've been listening to it before, but I didn't expect to agree to it on the weekend."

Xia Linxi: "Our class is, my future is not a dream."

"It sounds very lively!~"

He Jinzhao stroked his chin: "Then when we need to choose a class song, how should we choose it?"

Huang Chengzi raised her hand: "Chasing dreams with a pure heart!"

"Rejected!~"

"Why!!!" Huang Chengzi looked at them unconvinced.

"Everyone who can't sing high notes is polluting other people's ears." Tan Song said this sentence calmly.

The angry Huang Chengzi wanted to hit him.

"I don't think you should think too much." Mi Qiao stood up, walked between the two, and separated them: "I have never heard of Zhenhua and the choice of class songs before."

"Obviously, this is just an experiment."

"If the income of this experiment is very low, it may be PASS next year."

Yellow Orange: "..."

He Jinzhao: "..."

Having said that, I am so envious of this senior year! ~

Seeing that they stopped talking, Zhu Jinxiao asked, "Doesn't it mean that there will be a parent-child activity for self-study tomorrow night."

"Brother Chen, sister Luo, what should you two do?"

"I have already told the teacher that we will have self-study in the classroom." Su Chen said this, thinking in his heart that even if there was no such situation, he would not let Su Wendong and Chen Minhui come.

Lin Luoxue nodded.

Chen Zui asked strangely, "Why did Director Pan make such a big move all of a sudden this time?"

"It seems that this activity only started in your current year. Will it continue next year?"

Mi Qiao raised one eye and looked at Su Chen: "That's it! ~ It depends on how strong your brother Chen's suggestion is."

Su Chen: "..."

"Brother Su Chen." Huang Chengzi looked at him in surprise, "You made this suggestion?"

Su Chen nodded: "Help everyone vent their depression."

"Talk to parents for therapy, for short, talk therapy!~"

Yellow Orange: "..."

other people:"......"

Lin Luoxue looked at him: "Cousin, this school belle is too old~"

Su Chen: "..."

............

"RUN FORWARD!!! To the tears and the laughing!!! LIFE..."

"Where is the world full of flowers~ If it really exists, then I will definitely go there."

"Invisible Wings! ~ All Dreams..."

"I want to!~Climb up step by step!~~"

"Believe in yourself!!~"

"My future is not a dream!~I take every minute seriously~~"

"Broad sea and sky!~~~"

"..."

Eight o'clock the next morning.

All the classrooms were crying and howling.

Director Pan, with his hands behind his back, walked in the messy corridor not only without anger.

Instead, with a smile on his face.

From time to time, I would go to the door of a certain classroom and look in.

It was inexplicably happy to see them roaring there.

"Usually asking you to run and shout slogans is not a good way to shout, and it is not good to say oaths."

"It's just that singing can let you guys vent a bit."

"Just wait for the parents to come at night."

............

Afternoon lunch.

The door of the art student classroom.

Director Pan and all the third-year class teachers stood here talking.

"Director Pan, the talk therapy you mentioned is to put the place here." Zhang Feng looked at the classroom next to him, a little embarrassed.

Isn't it full of watercolors or various musical instruments?

Does this allow students to communicate with their parents?

Director Pan smiled and pushed down his glasses: "Yeah, what's wrong?"

"The art students in our school pass the exam, and the rest are taking cram schools outside. These classrooms are just right for us."

Director Pan pushed the door open behind him.

Go in with a few teachers.

It was a bit dark in here, Wu Wenlu subconsciously turned on the light.

next second.

Dim lights illuminate the entire classroom.

Only then did everyone see the clothes inside.

All the desks, chairs and benches in the classroom were piled up around the classroom.

There are only three sofas and three mirrors in the middle.

They were placed in exactly the same positions as Su Chen had depicted.

It's just that Zhang Feng and the others don't know.

"Director Pan, that's it, can it work?" Zhang Feng's face was full of doubts, can this solve the psychological problems of the students?

Would it be too childish.

Director Pan smiled and waved his hands: "I asked a professional psychologist about this matter, and he said that this method is very good and worth promoting."

Zhang Feng: "..."

Now that the professionals said it was all right, he would definitely not say it again.

But I can't say it.

It is still possible to experience it.

He walked to the sofa and sat on it.

Look in the front mirror.

Its angle is just right to see itself and the two people behind it.

It feels amazing.

But still can't help but ask.

"Director Pan, why don't we talk face-to-face, and put a table in the middle, so they can relax."

"This..." Director Pan scratched his head.

How did the psychiatrist explain it to him?

I can't remember it.

Wu Wenlu also sat on it, looking at the mirror: "Perhaps, some words can only be said with the back to the back, so the child can say it."

"Yes! That's what it means."

Director Pan nodded: "The psychiatrist said that some children are more introverted, and they are embarrassed to say a lot. This way of chatting back to back is easier for them to relax."

"It's like talking to yourself when you talk, and it's easier for children to let go of their hearts."

Director Pan sighed: "I have to say, Su Chen's brain is really good."

"Even the psychiatrist said that trying to find a way by yourself may not be as good as this way..."

Zhang Feng shook his head helplessly.

Just such a smart kid.

Just don't like to go to prestigious schools, how can this be reasonable.

At this time.

The Chinese teacher came in from the outside: "Director Pan, there are already parents waiting at the door."

"Look, should we start now, or what?"

Director Pan glanced at the time.

In 15 more minutes it's time to start.

Looking up at them: "Go to the class to greet the students now, and let those students who are willing to accept the conversation go to the door and wait for their parents."

After arranging them, he turned to look at the door: "Mr. Zhang, please open the doors of the other two classrooms as well."

"I'll be right here waiting for them to come."

Teacher Zhang nodded.

............

Class three classrooms.

Su Chen was spinning his pen in boredom, and turned to look at Li Anran next to him.

"Aren't you going to see it today?"

"I don't need it, my parents are a bit busy." Li Anran said a little embarrassed.

Su Chen nodded.

After all, he is a leader, so it's normal to be busy.