Let You Host The Specialty Class, How Come You Have Become A Scholar?

Originally, Chen Chu asked Yan Mao to talk to himself on Monday, but Yan Mao still had no idea.

So Yan Mao thought about it for a few more days, and now Chen Chu called Yan Mao to the office.

"How is it? After thinking about it for a few days, do you have any ideas about your future?"

Yan Mao still shook his head.

"Don't you have any special ideas about your future?"

Yan Mao smiled bitterly, "Old Chen, I really don't have any ideas. After all, I know what I am like. I can't read and read, and I don't have anything that stands out. What ideas can I have?"

You are quite self-aware!

"Then let me ask you some questions! Are you planning to inherit the family business in the future?"

Yan Mao shook his head decisively, "I don't want to inherit my father's property!"

"why?"

"I don't like it! It's too restrictive!" Yan Mao said quickly, "And it's too much of a headache for one person to manage so many things. With my IQ, I don't think I can do this kind of thing! And these things I've been with my dad for a long time. Make it clear, anyway, don't give me the property in the family in the future!"

"My dad also knows my virtues, so he didn't even think about handing over the property to me. He said that if it was handed over to me, the reputation of the Yan family would be ruined in my hands."

"Anyway, he said that I can do whatever I want in the future, and let me support myself. At most, he will give me a living allowance when I die of starvation. If I break the law, he will send me in himself." Yan Mao shrugged, a little indifferent. "That's what he said!"

"Anyway, I'm just trash in his eyes..."

When he said this, Yan Mao couldn't help but sigh.

"..."

Chen Chu suddenly knew what to say to comfort Yan Mao.

This father-son relationship is...

No wonder at the time of the picnic, most of the parents came to see the children in person, and only Yan Mao's family was the driver.

Sure enough, every family has a scripture that is difficult to read.

Some parents are too spoiled, some just don't take their children seriously at all...

Of course, it's not just the parents' fault.

After all, Yan Mao's previous performance was really... the mud couldn't support the wall.

Anyway, if it was my old Chen family, it is estimated that the legs have been discounted many times.

Chen Chu couldn't help but patted Yan Mao's shoulder and said sternly, "Everything will change. As long as you work hard enough, you can change everyone's opinion of you! In this regard, the teacher will support you absolutely and unconditionally!"

"And, you've found your talent!"

Yan Mao said with tears in his eyes, "Ah? What talent! Chopping vegetables?"

"It's not about chopping vegetables, it's your ability to control your hands!" Chen Chu said with a serious face, "Look at how skilled you are in chopping vegetables and how excellent your knife skills are. The teacher is not joking with you, you are now His knife skills have reached the level of professional chefs, this is talent, and ordinary people can't learn it!"

"Your hands have the ability to control beyond ordinary people, especially for knives. This is your talent!" Chen Chu said quickly, "As long as you grasp this talent, the future will be bright, and you can be the main surgeon. Physicians can also do work related to medical anatomy, sculpting, chefs, and more, and the premise is that you can give full play to your talents!"

Yan Mao was taken aback by Chen Chu's words.

"So on this basis, think about it, if you have this talent, what do you want to do in the future? Is it a famous surgeon, a master sculptor, a famous chef, or..."

"I figured it out!" Yan Mao interrupted Chen Chu's words, and immediately said with joy, "Old Chen, I know what I should do."

"what?"

"I want to be a knife forge! I want to design all kinds of knives and make them with my own hands." A happy smile suddenly appeared on Yan Mao's face, "Just thinking about it makes me very happy!"

"..."

you this……

Purely a path I never imagined!

Why did you run in the direction of the knife maker?

"Well, Yan Mao, this can be a hobby, and of course it can also be a career!" Chen Chu thought about it and then quickly asked, "Do you have any other ideas besides this?" Yan Mao said seriously " No, I just want to be a swordsmith! It doesn't matter if there is no support."

"..."

Chen Chu naturally knew why Yan Mao had this idea.

Because the current talent has not really awakened, there is a transitional state.

And this transitional state is often a bit abnormal, a bit obsessive and not very rational.

Moreover, this transitional state has happened to many people in Class 7, but they have basically transitioned normally.

However, Yan Mao was still in the transition period. At this time, Yan Mao was obviously a little irrational.

However, Chen Chu did not refute, nor did he forcefully correct Yan Mao's direction, but smiled slightly and said, "It's a very interesting idea, then the teacher asks you, if you want to become a swordsmith, what do you need to know? ?"

"Well, material selection? For example, what kind of material is good for forging a knife?" Yan Mao obviously hadn't carefully studied this topic.

"It's not that simple, the teacher will give you an example with a kitchen knife!" Chen Chu thought about it and then said, "Let's not talk about the material problem, to create a kitchen knife that is easy to use, it also takes a lot of design. With some effort, you need to take into account ergonomics, cutting habits, aesthetics, etc., all of which require you to have a lot of knowledge!"

"Just like the short knife that the teacher gave you, it also incorporates countless knowledge and skills. You think it is beautiful, beautiful and easy to use, and that is the final result presented to you, and the process is not as good as what you see. It's simple, you have to go through a series of processes such as material selection, design, forging, molding, etc., every step of this, if there is a slight error, the knife will be destroyed directly."

"If you want to become a swordsmith, the teacher will naturally support you, but the premise is that you have to study hard and master all kinds of relevant knowledge!" Chen Chu said with a serious face, "As long as you study hard. , work hard, and you will get results in the end.”

"And remember, don't give up halfway in doing things, otherwise all previous efforts will be lost!"

After all, Chen Chu asked Yan Mao to go back to the classroom.

For every student anyway, he basically emphasizes this last sentence.

If you want to do it, you must work hard and do it hard, and you must not give up halfway.

Diligence and talent are essential.

Laziness will only make your talent mediocre after all.

After all, those who are truly gifted tend to work harder than ordinary people.

Life doesn't give you a chance to come back.

Yan Mao wanted to become a swordsmith, but Chen Chu didn't have much opinion.

After all, it is also a direction worthy of development. Maybe the kitchen knives designed by Yan Mao in the future will be the light of domestic products.

Chen Chu scratched his head.

"It's a pity that my classmates don't seem to have personnel from related industries..."

"I still have to buy some related books for Yan Mao to have a look."

After the class was over that afternoon, Chen Chu went to the bookstore.

After all, Yan Mao himself definitely didn't know what to start with to become a knife forge, and how to study systematically to master the relevant knowledge and skills quickly.

After shopping around, Chen Chu bought almost a dozen books, basically a complete set of processes from entry to advanced.

Especially when it comes to the aesthetics of the knife body design, it is almost as thick as a Xinhua dictionary, and this is just an introduction.

Enough is enough, then we have to watch the children play by themselves.

I gave it to Yan Mao when I was studying in the evening.

Then Yan Mao looked at the thick stack of books and was dumbfounded.

"Come on, take it! This is the basic introductory course for you to become a swordsmith. The teacher has chosen it for you!"

"..."

Yan Mao's mouth twitched.

"e..."

"If you dare to go back and try now?"

Yan Mao resolutely closed his mouth and moved the book with a smile, "Thank you, teacher...for your love."

After a while, the students in Class 7 saw Yan Mao carrying a stack of books to their seats.

How depressing the expression is, how depressing.

Everyone looked at each other.

When Liu Yuchen and Tian Xiao saw it, they couldn't hold back, slapped the table and laughed.

Hahahahaha!

After all, their books are not half as thick as Yan Mao's when they add up...