I have special communication skills

Chapter 19 Registration
Chang Yan took a closer look, it wasn't Jing Chu, sitting beside him was a woman with exquisite makeup, talking to him, smiling slightly, full of charm.

"This is the captain's girlfriend, tsk, a beautiful woman!"

Chang Yan had to admit that, just from appearance alone, she was a good match for a man and a woman... She sighed softly in her heart, after all, it was too late.

Maybe when she was in college, she should have spoken out, so maybe she doesn't have to wait until today.

At that time they were both still on campus, he didn't have a girlfriend yet, and she was his school girl who had known him for many years.

I still remember when we first met, she was still a nerd who only knew how to read books, white shirt and jeans, plain face, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, the greatest pleasure every day was reading in the library.

She wanted to borrow a book on criminal psychology that day, but it was placed too high, and she had to tiptoe to reach it. At that time, he turned around and helped her take down the book.

"Case Analysis of Criminal Psychology", she still remembers the name of the book to this day. Later, she did not return the book, told the library that it was lost, lost money, and kept it until today.

They were not familiar with each other, they were just nodding acquaintances. She always thought that he didn't know her name, and she never said all her thoughts.

She felt inferior, so she could only study harder, and then went abroad with a scholarship. Life abroad sharpened her, and she became confident and generous.

But seeing him again, I still feel that I have no idea in my heart, and I have been hesitating whether to take the initiative to avoid regret, but now it is meaningless.

After years of separation, a miss is a miss after all.

Chang Yan didn't feel uncomfortable in her heart. It was strange that she didn't feel that kind of heartache, but felt lost.

"Sister Yan?" Liu Yu called her, she came back to her senses and smiled: "It's really beautiful."

They thought that there must be affectionate and lingering love there, but is this really the case?

The two only whispered this before the opening, and when the opera started, all Luo Peipei's attention seemed to be attracted.

Jing Chu didn't have to worry about neglecting her any more, and he was secretly relieved. He also looked at the characters performing on the stage, but in fact his thoughts had already flown thousands of miles away.

He was thinking about the case, not letting go of every detail, scrutinizing carefully to see if he could find a clue that had been overlooked.

Thinking about it this way, two hours passed in a blink of an eye, and he suddenly realized it when the show was over.

Luo Peipei asked him: "This soprano can sing well, she is a famous opera singer in Italy."

"That's right." He nodded, but felt a little guilty because he didn't even read the plot carefully.

Luo Peipei turned around, looked at him with a half smile but didn't speak, Jing Chu and her looked at each other for a while, then sighed softly: "I'm sorry."

"Jing Chu, I think it's time for us to think about it. It's not that I'm not busy at work, but when I'm with you, I never think about work. Work is work and life is life. Do you think so?" ?” Luo Peipei stared into his eyes, her tone was unhurried, she didn't cry and lose her temper like ordinary girls.

They are not young couples, and there is no point in crying. She chose to communicate with him the problems they encountered in their relationship in a rational and mature way.

"Come here today, I'll drive back by myself, you don't have to see me off."

She stepped on her high heels and swayed away. Jing Chu looked at her back and couldn't help sighing again.

Work is work, private life is private life?No, no, as long as there is a case, where does the private life come from.

Just when Jing Chu's love life was having problems due to the corpse dismemberment case, Yang Mianmian's life was not easy.

After she taught Si Xiaowen that day, many people stopped talking to her for fear of offending their small group, avoided asking questions, and asked others to borrow notes. She didn't feel lonely, and it was nice to be so clean. OK

But soon, every October, November, and osmanthus fragrance season, the school will hold a cheating sports meeting, and everyone will participate!

The good thing is that there are no classes in the sports meeting, but the depressing thing is that it is Saturday and Sunday.

But no matter what, the registration has already started in full swing in all classes. The first class is a science class, with more boys and fewer girls, so the boys have already signed up. What makes class leader Zheng Jiamin a headache is that there are too few girls. At least two people can sign up for full.

So he began to beg his grandpa to sue his grandma.

"Zhang Qiao, which one do you bid? 50 meters, and what else? Let's report another 800 meters!"

By the way, the 800-meter race is the one that gets sidelined among all the races, because no one wants to report... I'm too tired, so I want to die after running, okay?
"Lu Jiali?" Zheng Jiamin took the registration form and knocked on Lu Jiali's desk, "Which program are you applying for?"

Lu Jiali is a bit plump, she likes to eat snacks but not to exercise, so she tried her best to reduce her sense of existence from the beginning, but unfortunately she didn't succeed, so she can only bargain with Zheng Jiamin: "Squad leader, I'm not good at sports, can I not participate? "

Zheng Jiamin smiled at her: "The most important thing is to participate, just apply for one." Then he whispered, "Now you can apply for an easier one."

When Lu Jiali heard this, her words made sense, she must have reported anyway, and if it was too late, there would only be 800 meters left!She hurriedly said, "Then I'll apply for the long jump."

"It's too little, let's add another shot put." Zheng Jiamin persuasively said, "I'm not tired anyway."

Lu Jiali compromised: "Okay."

Zheng Jiamin's next target is Yang Mianmian, who is sleepy during class. A math book is covering her face, and her long hair is spread on the desk. When the sun shines on her, she looks soft and dark, very beautiful.

"Yang Mianmian?" Zheng Jiamin called her.

Yang Mianmian didn't respond.

After all, you can never wake up a person who is pretending to be asleep.

"What event do you want to participate in in the sports meeting?" Zheng Jiamin said to himself, "There is no one to apply for the 200-meter. Write one for you? Or do you want to apply for the long jump?"

He thought that Yang Mianmian would be as easy to deceive as Lu Jiali, but Yang Mianmian didn't respond at all, her breathing was steady, as if she was too deep in sleep.

Just when the bell rang for class, Zheng Jiamin could only return to his seat full of regret.

Only then did Yang Mianmian raise her head and let out a long sigh.

She doesn't want to participate in any sports meeting at all, okay?Boring and time-consuming, she usually takes advantage of this god-given opportunity to sneak home and sleep.

Anyway, climbing the wall won't bother her.

During math class, Teacher Zhang asked Zheng Jiamin to bring the registration form. Seeing that the girls were not active in signing up, she said, "Girls can also apply for two events. The important thing is to participate, the result is not important. The process is what matters, besides, you don't want to be compared to other classes, do you?"

Speaking of it, the last sentence is the most effective, because the students in class one are always ridiculed by other classes for "will die at studying", so this time when Teacher Zhang said that, everyone wanted to fight for their breath.

So, ginger is still old and spicy, and the children are still too naive.

Yang Mianmian, who is one foot tall and one foot tall, is completely deaf to it, let alone hear it, no matter how intimidating Zheng Jiamin is, she just pretends to be stupid and refuses to do so.

Under her bad example, many girls refused, and one of them became furious under the "persuasion" of Si Xiaowen and Zhang Qiao: "Why do you know to bother me? Write about Yang Mianmian, didn't she report any of them?"

Si Xiaowen and Yang Mianmian are old enemies, and immediately sneered when they heard this: "Write it, why don't you write it? Teacher Zhang said that everyone wants to participate. Does it mean that you have nothing to say when I write about her?"

The girl was also stubborn, and said with a straight neck: "Yes, if you write about her, I will participate!"

Then Si Xiaowen really wrote the names of the two of them. Feeling relieved, she sat back at her seat and said to her deskmate: "It's not like she's the only one who signed up, shouldn't I also sign up?"

Her deskmate is the backbone of her small circle, and she immediately said: "I can't help it, it's just that there are people who don't have a sense of collective honor, and they don't look like they belong to the same class at all!"

When she said this, Yang Mianmian had just come back from the toilet, and happened to see her eyes, and now she rolled her eyes.

Zheng Jiamin felt that it would not be good to write his name on without people's consent, so he went to say it, and Yang Mianmian sneered: "Sign up for me, oops, I really don't know who has the right, whoever wants to write or not? I won’t admit whoever is going to participate.”

Si Xiaowen was in a hurry, and immediately forgot what happened before: "Do you have a sense of collective honor? The teacher said that you should actively participate. You just want to keep our class from doing well, right?"

This trick was pretty good, at least most of the people in the class felt dissatisfied, Yang Mianmian responded unhurriedly: "Look at what you said, I worked very hard to raise the average score in the class." what."

Hey, it makes sense!Everyone couldn't help but think that Yang Mianmian's score against the heavens always firmly occupied No.1 every time, and he never fell into other classes, and it raised the average score, so the average score of the first class was very impressive every time.

Yang Mianmian didn't get in, there was really no way, there were only a dozen girls in the science class, and there were more competitions than people, because in addition to the general running shot put long jump relay, there were also obstacle running, two-person three-legged , Tug-of-war, long rope skipping, radio exercises and other cheating projects.

So after Teacher Zhang mobilized all the girls in the class, she stood next to Yang Mianmian with a smile and saw her solving a problem. Bite the pen holder and write it out.

"Mianmian, come take the exam with me next month." Teacher Zhang, as the head teacher, has always been one-sided in the class. Now she has made a final decision on this matter, and she is not allowed to refute, "I'll find you some papers to do."

Yang Mianmian opened her mouth and said, "I have to work at night, so I can't leave."

She's not going to give up money to attend these training courses.

Teacher Zhang was still smiling: "The first prize is 3000 yuan, and the school will give you [-] yuan as a reward."

Yang Mianmian's position is not firm: "But since the teacher said it, then I will definitely participate."

4000 yuan, that's 4000 yuan, and you can get the money after taking two exams!Her eyes lit up with excitement, completely ignoring how many top students would participate in the competition, and already regarded the prize money as something in her pocket.

(End of this chapter)