Himemoto's interpretation

After spewing toad urine a few times and scolding Assistant Professor Yang bloody in her heart, Xingqi gradually realized the current situation.

Taoyuan Family is nominally an "employment training" and "spiritual reconstruction platform", but it is actually a "brainwashing base". The detective knows better than her how high the risk is of sneaking into this ghostly place as an undercover agent, so she is sorry.

But didn't the detective also come, why do you feel sorry?

Worried that she will be brainwashed again if she is not firm?

……

Smelling the lingering sandalwood and citrus fragrance, as well as the trance-like magnolia fragrance, Xingqi was distracted.

Which bottle of orange fragrance is in the cupboard?It seems to be a red bottle?

Really fragrant.Xingqi couldn't help sniffling.

Zhang Yuqing thought she was suffering from a stuffy nose, and secretly passed a small note: "I will take you to the infirmary after class, and listen to the class carefully. There will be an after-school exam for evening self-study."

After a while, when she didn't reply, Zhang Yuqing handed over again: "Reply received."

Xingqi had no choice but to reply her.

"...The second of Franklin's thirteen self-discipline principles is 'silence'-avoid empty talk, and words must be beneficial to others and yourself. The so-called good words warm the winter, and the bad words hurt the June cold. Because the speaker has no intention of listening Intentionally, no one can be sure what effect they will achieve by saying a word."

Xingqi flipped through the white paper, and it was not difficult to recall that the three sentences were on the first page, second page and third page respectively. She thought that Teacher Xia’s lectures were not beyond the outline. .1 Boy, "Jiang Fenglin."

The boy who was called hurriedly stood up, raised his chest, and responded loudly: "Here!"

"Don't be nervous in my class." Teacher Xia smiled, pressed his right hand down, motioned him to sit down, and then said, "I have a friend in the entertainment industry, who told me a real story not long ago."

Xingqi pricked up her ears, a friend from the entertainment industry—Mrs. Lin?

"A few years ago, there was a singer-songwriter who quickly became popular. His personal information had nothing to do with the story, so he kept it hidden. Before he became famous, he entertained himself in a fan circle on the Internet for several years. It is limited to this and is not known to the public. The audience who like him created a personal website for him, and hundreds of loyal listeners check in regularly to express their love. They also regret that he has the talent and aura that are not lost on the rankings. But I'm afraid the alley is deep.

"One of the listeners is particularly obsessed with him. He grew up with him, graduated and entered the entertainment industry, and spent many years planning how to make the singer famous and let her receive the attention she deserves. The case was handed over to the singer and said, I tailor-made this for you. The singer accepted the plan."

Jiang Fenglin leaned his upper body forward and listened intently.

"It can be said that the time, place and people are harmonious. The singer transformed smoothly, rushed out of the circle, and entered the public eye. Needless to say, the fame and fortune that followed. The singer finally became a well-known singer, and the audience was even more happy for him. but--"

Teacher Xia paused for a few seconds, and continued, "The good times don't last long, the singer suffers from severe depression. He is not suitable for the turbulent entertainment industry. The announcements and endorsements have made him famous and brought him countless money, but he has no more money." Time to calm down and continue to create. His initial audience thought he had changed, and the regrets and melancholy he had turned into disappointment and suggestions. Of course, these words are very inconspicuous in the comments of countless new fans, but it is these words that have become the pressure The straw that broke him. The end result, the media called it a starfall."

The classroom was suddenly in a state of mourning.When Xingqi heard someone name several singers in succession, even Assistant Teacher Yang lost his mind for a moment, unable to flip through his notebook, wondering what he was thinking.

Xingqi glanced at her from the corner of her eye, only to see Assistant Teacher Yang drawing several X's with his pen and brush.

Assistant Professor Yang is small and cruel.

"Later, some of his private diaries were leaked, expressing his sadness at seeing those messages very bluntly. So his new fans attacked old listeners, from online to offline, for many years.

"Looking at it now, it's hard to determine where the singer's ending is due to omissions. We only know that for people who are emotionally rich and sharp, and then flow into creation, external evaluation is not only a source of support for creation, but also a source of devouring. His monstrous waves. But..."

At this point, Teacher Xia held the ear-mounted microphone with his right hand, turned his head and coughed twice, and took a sip of water.

This movement is about not affecting the emotions of the students, but it is particularly attractive in the silent classroom.

Under everyone's gaze, she said: "One thing is for sure, the old listeners who leave messages are out of good intentions, and all the suggestions they leave are well-meaning, 'for your own good', 'for your better future' ..."

Xingqi rubbed her ears, Teacher Xia told such a false story in order to draw out the following two sentences.

From Coach Sun picking up the car to Zhang Yuqing yesterday, I can't wait to write "for your own good" in every sentence.

As everyone knows, some "for your own good" can kill people.

"There are a lot of news about a sentence that caused disputes and even murders, but we are not the parties involved, so we can't go deep into the internal causes. What we can do is to speak cautiously. If we really want to say... Let's borrow another sentence from Lao Fu-'I won't say anything. Bad people, I'll only say good about anyone I know, and it turns out, everyone falls in my admiration'."

Assistant Professor Yang applauded, and in an instant, the response was thunderous.

The applause subsided, and Teacher Xia told the story again: "Speaking of compliments, at the beginning of last year, I was entrusted by a friend to go to a foreign university to participate in an internal job fair. Halfway through the job fair, I noticed that there was a famous student in the next area who had been waiting in line for a long time. The Chinese girl only submitted a resume, and then she found a corner and took a notebook to draw comics. I was very surprised, because that time, major research institutions selected interns, and the students with a certain research background were targeted at the interviewers. Field evidence, professional field and painting design are completely irreconcilable."

She suddenly turned her gaze to the middle of the fourth row, "Zhang Yuhan."

"Just listen carefully." Zhang Yuhan stood up halfway, but Teacher Xia raised her hand to stop her, "Girls wait until the job fair is almost over, the interviewees are gone one after another, and the recruiters are packing their resumes and boxing before they muster up the courage to go back. , dedicated the painting to the technical expert in the next area, saying that she admires him very much and has always been very concerned about his research. The expert also likes her comics, so I chatted with her a few more times and asked her if she was right Wanting to join his team, the girl first answered "I really want to", and then said that among the students who submitted their resumes, there were two very outstanding students who were better than her in some aspects, so she thought that the chance of working together this time was not great. But she will keep trying."

"The next day, the recruitment results came out, and this girl was selected."

Zhang Yuhan asked quickly, "Because she drew cartoons for Daniel?"

"There are three premises here, have you noticed?"

Zhang Yuhan was dumbfounded.

"How about everyone?"

Teacher Xia inspected the classroom and saw that most of the people had expressions similar to Zhang Yuhan's, so she smiled slightly, "First of all, this is an internal job fair, and admission qualifications are required. In other words, the overall quality of the candidates should be at least excellent; , the girl does not show timidity and pride on the spot, she can respond freely to the professional communication between Daniel and her, and she can objectively and specifically evaluate the strengths and weaknesses of herself and competitors; again, the timing of the girl's choice is very suitable, and the job fair is coming to an end , the recruiter's time is relatively loose. But there is no doubt that the comics do give her a lot of points.

"Afterwards, I heard the girl sigh with emotion. When she was a child, her parents scolded her for drawing comics for not being enterprising. I didn't expect it to be a stepping stone for her to get a job. There is nothing wrong with having your own hobbies and sticking to them. Open another window."

Assistant Professor Yang's sharp eyes fixed on Mr. Xia, as if he was examining something.

Teacher Xia ignored it, and said again: "Words are the expression of thoughts, and one of the ways to express one's ability. Words have power, but without the support of actions, this power is just a castle in the air."

Assistant Professor Yang looked at Mr. Xia with intriguing eyes for a moment, then slowly and reluctantly clapped his hands.

The atmosphere of the two classes in the afternoon was significantly more lively than in the morning. Teacher Xia’s lectures were simple and in-depth. He gave examples of not only popular gossip in the entertainment industry, but also the application of daily speaking skills.

Moreover, the self-introduction she asked everyone to do was like feeling the pulse for everyone, and she often talked about extraordinary things in conjunction with specific students, making people call it mysterious and mysterious.

Xingqi thought to herself, Mr. Xia’s examples were somewhat mixed with personal tendencies. She was verbally telling stories in combination with the white paper, but in fact she was secretly reminding the students. Listening to the discussion between classes, she also heard a lot of exclamations similar to enlightenment.

It looked like a normal college classroom.

So why did Teacher Xia give her such a distressed look at that time?