The best mysterious doctor

Chapter 364
Ning University, School of Journalism.

"In "The Scholars", Yan Jiansheng stretched out two fingers before he died and refused to die. The room was full of knots and he didn't know what he was referring to. Finally, Yan Jiansheng passed away safely after Zhao picked out a wick.

The president of a certain country comes to the stage to give a speech in small steps, and a certain boss from a neighboring country flies a plane, drives a submarine, and stretches his muscles. These are all non-verbal communication in interpersonal communication. "

In the 0506 comprehensive classroom of Xingzhi Building, an old teacher stood in front of the stage with a microphone in his hand, eloquently explaining a chapter in interpersonal communication.

I sat quietly in the last row of the comprehensive classroom, quietly listening to the wonderful analysis of the old teacher, but my eyes fell on the petite figure in the first two rows of seats.

Apart from the wonderful analysis of the old teacher in the huge comprehensive classroom, there are only a few dozens of people's notes, the sound of pressing the buttons of the mobile phone, and the whispering of couples in twos and threes.

I couldn't help but sigh slightly, such a professional teacher, such a knowledgeable open class, are these students here to be disgusting, or are they here to pick up girls?
Fortunately, there were still a few students who seemed to listen very carefully and recorded some key points from time to time.

It is no wonder that the whole society is developed in a pyramid mode, because there are only a few top ones.

The 10-[-]-minute public class soon came to an end. The old teacher on the stage spoke dryly, looked helplessly at the students who were busy with their affairs, and said loudly: "It's almost time to end. , I would like to ask, what is the importance of the theoretical knowledge we usually accumulate?
The answer to this question will be the final summary of this lesson, and I will invite a student to answer it. "

It's strange to say that in an open class, no one cares about the part that was eloquent before, and at the end of this time, as the old teacher's voice fell, the students below began to chatter, some shook their heads and didn't know Yes, some raised their heads and looked at the content on the projection screen in confusion, and some hurriedly took notes from others and studied them carefully.

In the final analysis, everyone is still a little afraid. They are afraid that they will be shamed after being named. Virtue is not necessary, but face is always important. No one wants to be the laughing stock in the fifty steps of laughter.

The old teacher looked around for a week, surrendered his eyes from the front row to the back row, and finally fixed on me. This classmate, please stand up and sit down for a while to answer!
The old teacher stretched out his hand to me from a distance, and confirmed again: "The student sitting on the chair in the last row."

'Swish'

Countless eyes all shifted to me, and I became the focus of everyone's attention for a while.

I saw two strange eyes looking at me in the crowd, but I didn't have the heart to tell who those two eyes belonged to.

I glanced left and right, smiled wryly, I'm still a bad guy, I don't want to sit in so many seats in the comprehensive classroom, but I sat in the last row, and there was no one in this row except me.

"Yes, it's you, can you answer my question just now?"

I don't know if the old teacher deliberately made things difficult, and he didn't even bother to repeat the content of the question.

I had no choice but to get up, stand there respectfully, think for a while, and said: "I think the importance of theoretical knowledge lies in reading more books. As a journalism student, the first thing you should do is to read more books on communication studies. Read many other literature and social science books.

As a student of the journalism department, if the coverage is not extensive enough, in-depth reporting and current affairs commentary are not good enough.

I have heard some people say that there is no learning in journalism before. I think most people understand it wrongly. It is not that there is no learning in journalism, but that there is everything to learn. Journalism is a miscellaneous discipline that focuses on the accumulation of knowledge.

My answer is over. "

The old teacher was stunned for a moment after listening to my answer, and then murmured: "There is nothing to learn from news, but everything to learn. Okay, you are very good. I applaud you!"

'Clap clap clap'

The old teacher's applause sounded, and then more and more applause bursts from the audience.

The clapping applause made me a little excited, the feeling of being looked at with envious eyes is really good.

"Thank you for this classmate's wonderful conclusion, get out of class is over!"

The old teacher picked up the lesson plan, gave me another look, walked off the podium very satisfied, and walked out of the classroom through the side door.

At this time, I saw a beautiful girl in the front row walking into the side door following the steps of the old teacher.

Tong Nan?She's here too?Do senior students still need to attend lectures?

Why!what am i thinkingI'm here to find Jiang Shishi!What a wild idea.

I stood at the back of the classroom and watched the students who were staring at me leave one by one. Among them, many girls gave me admiring glances, but I stood there expressionless, waiting for that familiar figure.

Soon, the students in the comprehensive classroom left in a hurry. I slowly got up, watched the trembling figure turn around, rushed towards me, and fell into my arms all at once.

All the thousands of words were turned into tears in this flutter, as if there was nothing to say.

The few remaining students in the classroom looked at us inexplicably in astonishment, and it seemed that Jiang Shishi's classmate was whispering beside him.

I held Jiang Shishi's body in both hands, wiped away the tears on her face, and said with a light smile, "Go to eat?"

"Ok!"

Jiang Shishi nodded.

I took her hand and walked out.

At this time, I heard a soft shout from the side door of the classroom: "Ou Ning?"

Um?I turned my head to look, and saw Tong Nan walking towards me quickly from the side door, walked up to me and said, "Just now I sent something to Professor Xu, that..."

She looked at Jiang Shishi, with an indescribable expression on her face, and hesitated for a moment: "Your girlfriend?"

Jiang Shishi's expression was a little flustered, she seemed to be a little different from her before, but I couldn't tell what was different.

I nodded, and Tong Nan looked at the two of us intriguingly, then smiled and said: "It's very beautiful, well, how about I invite you to have dinner with the little beauty at noon?"

I hesitated for a moment: "Not good."

Tong Nan immediately said, "I have something to tell you."

something?What I subconsciously thought of was the incident at the Fushou store last time. It was a trivial matter, and I didn't take it to heart at all.

I glanced at Jiang Shishi, Jiang Shishi didn't know what she was thinking, she seemed to be distracted.

Tong Nan smiled and said, "Is it inconvenient? Then I'll call you some time later."

I quickly said: "No, I feel too embarrassed to ask you to treat me, so let me treat you!"

Jiang Shishi seemed to have just realized this, and said, "Sister Tong Nan? It's okay, we, um, we're fine."

I frowned, Jiang Shishi seemed to have something to say, but stopped talking.

(End of this chapter)