Crazy Psychologist

Chapter 462 Let Children Learn Quantum Speed ​​Reading
Hu Peng did not come to see a doctor today, on the contrary, he came to tell Mu Chun that everything was fine, and Mu Chun was very happy to hear what he said.

"It happens that Teacher Hu Peng is here. I want to ask the teacher one thing. You have been taking care of the first-grade children before." Mu Chun asked.

"Well, I have been in charge from the first grade to the fifth grade, and then I went back to the first grade to the second grade. I have always been the head teacher. If it weren't for that incident, I wouldn't be the deputy head teacher now." Hu Peng touched his forehead in embarrassment and responded with a smile.

It seemed that he had completely let go of this matter, Mu Chun grinned in relief.

"Don't laugh, don't you look down on a man as an elementary school teacher? I still like my job very much, no matter what others think."

Hu Peng was wearing a dark gray down jacket, and he didn't know whether it was because of the clothes or because he was fat. He always said that Hu Peng gave Mu Chun the feeling that he had gained a lot of weight.

Mu Chun drank two sips of coffee, feeling better from motion sickness, and looked at the time again, wondering if he should call Zhang Wenwen back, but some patients were embarrassed to say "let me call Zhang Wenwen" even though they were familiar patients. A phone call first."

Mu Chun had no choice but to put the phone in the drawer, picked up the white coat next to the bookshelf, took off the coat and hung it up, put on the white coat and sat down quietly to listen to Hu Peng.

"I really feel good in all aspects, much better than before. You see, the final exam just ended today, and a difficult semester has passed." Hu Peng said cheerfully, "I just wanted to see it when I was free. Look at Teacher Mu Chun."

"Okay, come and sit down when you have time, and tell me something interesting." Mu Chun leaned on the chair amiably, and did not look at Hu Peng, but took out a copy of Eliot's from the drawer. collection of poems.

"But I don't have any bad things to say today to make others happy." Halfway through the speech, Hu Peng asked curiously when he saw Mu Chun holding up a small book with a hardcover red cover and hot gold letters. Said: "Teacher Mu Chun also likes poetry?" Hu Peng asked.

"Yeah, I read some poems occasionally, I like it quite a bit." Mu Chun replied.

"I didn't expect a doctor to be a lover of literature. It seems that I came to you today to find the right person." Hu Peng said as he took off his down jacket and took out an A5-sized loose-leaf book from his inside pocket.

"I'm not writing a book "On the Art of the Daily Work of Primary School Class Teachers". Then I thought about many aspects, such as students' learning, daily behavior habits, interesting teaching stories, and I was wondering if I should add more The thoughts of some parents, as well as the trivial daily work, including morning exercise, wearing red and green scarves, activity class design, how to balance the progress of various subjects, individual differences of students, common difficulties in teaching, etc. I think there are about a dozen aspects.

I can't find anyone to watch, so." Hu Peng said hesitantly.

"Huh? Writing a book?" Mu Chun poked his head out from behind the poetry collection.

"Yeah, writing a book, don't you know it? It was decided with you last time. I have been thinking about this matter every day since I got home. I thought it would be easy, but I didn't expect—no one said anything. Having been a Chinese teacher is good at writing books, right?" Hu Peng said mockingly.

"Well, I heard that programmers are better at writing books." Mu Chun responded.

"I also heard that doctors are especially good at writing." Hu Peng also started talking.

"There is also a piano teacher who is very good at dancing and is good at writing books." Mu Chun said as he put down the collection of Eliot's poems in his hand, and stretched his hands flat on the table, almost as if he was lying on the table.

"Ah? Teacher Mu Chun, does your back hurt?" Hu Peng asked.

"Give it to me." Mu Chun said.

Only then did Hu Peng realize that Mu Chun wanted him to show him the notebook, and suddenly became happy, "It's a bit messy, don't mind, I'm afraid you won't understand my words."

"Give it to me." Mu Chun said again.

Hu Peng’s A5 loose-leaf book has more than 30 pages. He uses black and blue ink pens to draw and write. The writing is very neat. After all, he is a Chinese teacher, and Hu Peng is a more careful man Otherwise, I wouldn't stay up in the middle of the night looking for hair in the dust at home.

Mu Chun read it twice before and after, and said: "Very detailed thinking, flesh and blood, close to reality."

"You finished reading it so soon?" Hu Peng looked at Mu Chun with wide eyes.

"It's over." Mu Chun nodded seriously.

"Is this someone who learned speed reading?" Hu Peng asked.

"What is speed reading?" Now it was Mu Chun's turn to be surprised.

Hu Peng twitched his mouth upwards, "Hey, you don't know, there are many teaching institutions that are very good, such as children's virtue education, thinking development training, and quantum speed reading. This quantum speed reading has been very popular recently. Many The students in the third grade all want to sign up, and it is said that the winter camp is already full of people.”

puff!
Mu Chun was drinking coffee. Hearing what Hu Peng said, he sprayed a mouthful of coffee on the ground, and a few drops dripped embarrassingly on his white coat, turning into drops of light brown flowers.

It doesn't seem ugly, Mu Chun thought, it's a bit like the color of iodophor.

"Quantum speed reading?" Mu Chun repeated his question.

Hu Peng nodded, "A winter camp takes a total of one week. The cost is 800 yuan for half a day and 1600 yuan for a day. After a week, the total is."

"11200 a week." Mu Chun said.

"Mathematics is really good!" Hu Peng gave a thumbs up, "This must be someone who has studied quantum computing."

Mu Chun looked at Hu Peng in bewilderment, "What quantum computing? You are making Einstein and Bohr unable to stay in the coffin."

"Ah? I didn't invent this. I just borrowed the name of other teaching institutions. It doesn't have any special meaning. Don't be nervous, Mr. Mu Chun." Hu Peng smiled and shook his hand, "But you really didn't learn Have you ever taken a speed-reading course like this?"

Hu Peng still asked incredulously, he thought his speed reading was relatively fast, how could this Mu Chun's speed reading be so fast.

And he said he had read them all.

In the next 10 minutes, Hu Peng was even more puzzled. How good is this person's reading ability and memory?
When I was in college, I heard that medical students read an amazing amount of reading. The same freshmen and sophomores, and other majors can still dawdle. The final exam is no easier than the college entrance examination.

Is it because of being a medical student?

(End of this chapter)