A healing writer? No, it's a depressing writer!

Chapter 1 Red Roses and White Roses

"Actually, chasing girls is very simple. You have to do it step by step and slowly. Don't be impatient."

"Uh, I don't quite understand. Can you elaborate?"

"To chase a girl, all you need is attitude and patience! As long as you are willing to spend time, effort, and money, take them out to eat delicious food, prepare carefully selected gifts for them, ask about their well-being during festivals, and greet them with a smile during summer and winter vacations, you will naturally find it after a long time."

"What, a real clown."

Chenghai Drama Academy.

Multimedia tiered classroom, in the classroom.

Two students were sitting in their seats, whispering.

Fatty Yang Wei looked at Jiang Hai beside him, his words filled with endless grief and indignation:
"I'm heartbroken, so I asked you to comfort me—"

"Who the hell asked you to laugh at me???"

Facing the fat man's accusations, Jiang Hai seemed unconcerned:

"Am I mocking you?"

"I'm obviously trying to enlighten you."

In order to pursue his goddess, Fatty began to provide meticulous care to the white moonlight in his heart day and night since high school.

Three years, 1095 days and nights, without interruption by thunder or rain.

I thought I had met true love, but who would have thought——

This immature campus romance ended with the goddess wearing AJ and the 185 sports student walking into the hotel hand in hand and sending a message:
【You are a good person. 】

And announced the end of secret love.

"Brother Hai." The fat man stared at Jiang Hai beside him with a sad face, with countless sorrows between his eyebrows, "Why is it that from the beginning to the present, every girl I have pursued, either they didn't like me, or I was not liked by them."

"Tell me, what did I do wrong?"

A man should have the world in his mind. A real man will never be bound by love affairs.

Looking at the fat guy crying and complaining about himself.

Jiang Hai couldn't bear to watch:

"For a woman, tell me if you would do that."

If licking dogs is also divided into levels, then there is no doubt that -

Fatty Yang Wei can be regarded as the Wolf Warrior in the world of bootlickers.

This is the 203rd girl he has fallen in love with since entering college.

This is also the 548th girl he has been sincere to since high school.

Yang Wei, who calls himself "the most affectionate man in Jiangbei", has more than once publicly confessed his love for a girl standing downstairs of the girls' dormitory.

But unfortunately, every time, he was ruthlessly rejected by the goddess.

As for the reasons for being rejected, it is quite simple. It can be summed up in two points:
[One: You are a good person.]

[Second: I accept your change of heart, but I really don’t want to fall in love right now.]

"Is appearance really that important? Don't fat people deserve to be potential stocks???" When the fat man thought of the various weird reasons for his rejection, he was in agony. He looked at Jiang Hai beside him with tears in his eyes, and said emotionally, "Brother Hai, you said--"

"Am I really that ugly?"

The fat man is not tall, but not short either. He is 173cm tall, which is the normal passing level.

But his weight is very exaggerated, the weight concealed by his 1.73 meter height -

It weighs a full two hundred and ten kilograms!

This is also the origin of his nickname "Fatty".

Jiang Hai felt a little sorry for Yang Wei, who was crying so hard that the fat on his face was all piled up from crying.

He seemed to be comforting Yang Wei kindly:

"You, in fact, are not ugly."

"It's just that the handsome one isn't that obvious."

Hearing Jiang Hai's words of comfort, Yang Wei cried even louder:

“I’m not going to live anymore.”

Zhang Ailing once said this in her novel "Red Rose and White Rose":

[Every man has two women in his life, at least two. One is the red rose and the other is the white rose. When he marries the red rose, over time, the red rose will become a smear of mosquito blood on the wall, while the white rose will be the bright moonlight in front of the window. When he marries the white rose, over time, the white rose will become a grain of white rice on the collar of the shirt, while the red rose will be a cinnabar mole on the chest.]

In fact, for men,

Whether it is white moonlight or cinnabar mole, they are actually unforgettable.

Anyone who knew that the white moonlight that they were obsessed with in their dreams was stood up and kicked by someone else in reality would probably feel bad.

Therefore, Jiang Hai fully understood the fat man's mood at the moment.

Looking at Yang Wei, who is trapped in love and unable to extricate himself, he is heartbroken and even wants to commit suicide by jumping off the building.

Jiang Hai reached out and patted his shoulder, his words full of earnestness:
"Maybe you are sad now, maybe you are very sad now, maybe you are in so much pain now that you feel you can't live without her."

"But these are all temporary. I want you to understand one thing—"

"One day you will understand that the future is more important than love, and you will also understand that love is more difficult to obtain than the future, but in the end you will understand that the right person will stand in your future. So before you meet the right person, please work hard and study hard, because the right person will definitely be waiting for you in front of you."

The newborn Dongxi——

It refers to the rising sun in the eastern sky, symbolizing the hope and vitality of the beginning of a new day.

In the morning class,
Mr. Wang, who teaches the course "Rhetoric and Writing",

He was standing on the podium, pointing at the PPT with a pointer and giving an endless speech to the students below.

His tone of voice -

Sometimes it is low and gentle.

Sometimes passionate.

Anyone who has received higher education should know that

The 8am class is the quietest class in the entire morning, especially for college students who play games until 2am and have to force themselves to get up early the next day to attend the 8am class.

The 8:30 class in the morning is no less than a satisfying torture.

Therefore,

Even though Teacher Wang spoke eloquently on the podium, the audience below the podium——

The college students all looked listless and droopy-faced.

Some were in a daze.

Some are sleeping.

Some students are sitting in class but their minds have already wandered to some Internet cafe.

However, although everyone's enthusiasm for class is not very high, Mr. Wang, who has 20 years of teaching experience,

Obviously he has long been accustomed to this kind of scene.

It's like this in college.

You sleep and I teach my class.

The main point is non-interference.

"Let's appreciate this paragraph." Just as Teacher Wang was completing his teaching work with great emotion and full devotion.

He raised his head and suddenly saw two students sitting in their seats, talking privately.

One, constant admonition.

One, crying non-stop.

The more the thinner student tried to persuade the fatter student, the more he cried.

The more the fatter student cried, the more the thinner student tried to persuade him.

It seemed as if this had become a vicious circle.

With twenty years of teaching experience, what kind of students has Teacher Wang not seen?

You said that whenever you were off the stage——

Speak more quietly.

Be more restrained.

Treat your teacher as a human being.

No matter if you are playing with your phone or masturbating in the audience, the teacher on the stage won’t bother to care about you at all.

But.
You treat the classroom like a vegetable market. I'm talking excitedly at the top and you're talking excitedly at the bottom.

Not only are you speaking enthusiastically, you even want to get your classmates together to have fun?

Isn’t this a bit too much?

Isn't this a bit like treating teachers as not being human?

"Respect is mutual." Teacher Wang slowly put down the stick in his hand, then turned around and faced the students in the audience, "If you don't respect me, then I--"

"There's no need to be polite to you."

"I really like what Mr. Lu Xun once said——"

“As the saying goes, there is no construction without destruction”

Jiang Hai was having a great time trying to persuade Fatty.

suddenly,
Suddenly, a voice came from the podium:
"Jiang Hai, classmate Jiang, please stand up and answer this question!"

Jiang Hai was so frightened that he shuddered.
He subconsciously stood up and wanted to say "here".
But just as I was about to say it, I realized that this wasn't military training.
Looking at him standing up from his seat in a hurry,
And Jiang Hai looked confused,

Teacher Wang didn't give him any time to think and started asking him questions directly:
"Please appreciate the 'blue curtains' in this reading comprehension. The author deliberately left the 'blue curtains' blank at the end of the article——"

“What is the deep meaning of this?”

Jiang Hai was stunned at first. He squinted his eyes and began to look at the multimedia screen on the blackboard.

While watching, he kept muttering to himself:

"Blue curtains?"

"Blue curtains, this."

The scene fell into silence.

one second
Two seconds.
Three seconds.
I didn't expect Jiang Hai to be able to answer this question at all.
Don't give him too much time to think.
Teacher Wang turned his head to look at a girl sitting in the front row by the window:
"Class monitor, classmate Shen Yue."

"Please answer this question on behalf of Jiang Hai."

The words fell,

A girl with long flowing hair, pretty features, and heroic eyes and brows stood up from her seat.

She looked at the question on the blackboard screen, without any pause, and answered without hesitation:
"Blue represents melancholy. The curtains blocking the sunlight imply that people live in darkness under the rule of the feudal government. The author expresses his dissatisfaction with the society at that time in this way. It also reflects the author's strong patriotism and broad mind. However, the author is not appreciated for his talent and his ambitions are difficult to achieve. His passion can only float in loneliness like the blue that symbolizes melancholy."

As the monitor of the sophomore Chinese Language and Literature class, Shen Yue's literary accomplishments are...

That's really extraordinary strength.

As one of the top ten contestants shortlisted for the National College Students' New Concept Literature Competition for three consecutive years.

Whether it is modern Chinese or ancient Chinese, Shen Yue has her own unique understanding.

I just glanced at the questions on the blackboard.
Shen Yue was able to give this answer, which was almost the standard answer, at the fastest speed.

Teacher Wang also clapped his hands in appreciation of Shen Yue's answer:
"Okay, that's a pretty standard answer."

"As expected of Shen Yue, who won the gold medal in the literature competition, her ideas are very clear."

In every school, there must be a student who is almost a gifted child.

This classmate is not only very intelligent, but also has all his talent and skill points maxed out.

Not only do they outperform their peers in academic performance.

Especially in the field where he is good at, he is far ahead of others.

As the student with the greatest hope of representing his alma mater, he participated in the National College Students' New Concept Literature Competition and won a place.

Obviously, whether it is Teacher Wang or the school——

They all have high hopes for Shen Yue, a student with excellent academic performance, and are very satisfied with her.

"Thank you." Shen Yue nodded to Teacher Wang, sat back in her seat, and then continued to stare out the window in a daze.

Her eyes were very dull, and deep in them there seemed to be a sense of weariness for this dull life.

One is a celebrity in the school and a favored girl who is highly regarded by teachers and classmates.

One is a marginal figure in the class, sneaky, sly, and disruptive.

When these two completely different students,
Put it in the same dimension for comparison——

The superiority and inferiority can be immediately determined.

In the last second, Teacher Wang looked kind-hearted as he watched Shen Yue answer questions.

The next second, the look he cast towards the poor student Jiang Hai was filled with disdain:

"You don't understand, you don't listen to the class, and you disturb other students in class?"

"It's really useless."

Teacher Wang picked up the blackboard brush on the table and hit the students on the podium twice. The sound of the blackboard brush hitting the table woke up many sleepy students.

“Don’t think you can slack off just because you’re in college. College is the most critical time in your life. You should learn from Shen Yue, set goals for yourself with high standards and strict requirements, and be strict with yourself! Don’t be like some troublemakers who only know how to mess around in college and disrupt the order of the classroom.”

In fact, using the term "shit stirrer" to describe the rivers and seas is quite appropriate.

After all, looking back over the past year or so since he entered school, he is——

I missed out on any good thing.

Nothing bad happened.

Failing a course and skipping classes are basic operations, and smoking and drinking are even more commonplace.

As a poor student, Jiang Hai's main ranking on the school's disciplinary rankings is -

There are twelve volumes of military books, and my name is in every volume!
If Jiang Hai was scolded by the teacher as a troublemaker, he would have no way to refute it. After all, he knew what kind of person he was usually.

But today, the situation is obviously different.
He pondered for a long time, as if considering something.

Finally, Jiang Hai mustered up his courage and looked up at Lao Wang who was speaking eloquently on the podium:

"Teacher Wang, I think she is wrong."

"I personally think that the 'blue curtains' mentioned at the end of this reading comprehension passage are not the same thing as what you are appreciating."

"I'm not just talking about Shen Yue, I'm also talking about you"

The thing that is most in short supply in this world is ordinary men.

You have failed nine subjects and are a worst-performing student who is about to be expelled from school.

Where on earth did he get the courage to question the top student in his grade, a gifted girl who had already made a name for herself in the domestic literary field at such a young age?

I was originally trying to educate the rest of the students not to learn from "some troublemakers who disrupt the class", but before I could finish this -

Jiang Hai jumped up again and began to question his teacher's authority?
This made Lao Wang inexplicably unhappy.

"Tell me, what do you think." Teacher Wang looked at Jiang Hai in front of him with a serious face, "But, have you ever thought about a question——"

"Do you think it's useful?"

Teacher Wang slammed the lesson plan on the desk and said sharply:
"Shen Yue's answer is a textbook answer! She made different analyses from multiple dimensions, including the background of the article, the background of the times, and the author's emotions!"

"This is not just the answer from Shen Yue alone, but the result of three days of discussion among hundreds of teachers, experts, and professors across the country!"

"So many teachers and professors have come up with an answer together, and you want to deny it based on your one-sided statement?"

"Don't you think this is a little too ridiculous?"

When it comes to authority, Jiang Hai certainly does not have the authority of an expert.

Speaking of expertise, Jiang Hai certainly doesn't have the expertise of a Chinese teacher who has been working in the front line of education for decades.

This article "Blue Curtains" is an excerpt from the college entrance examination reading comprehension test in 20 years. It contains the answer analysis for the "blue curtains" at the end of the article:

It is the result of discussions among hundreds of frontline teachers and dozens of professors and scholars from various universities across the country.

Every scoring point has a provenance.

Every place where there is a rating is well-founded.

Now, looking at a poor student who doesn't even know how to listen to the class, he not only openly questioned his authority as a teacher in the classroom, but even made a lot of nonsense -

This negates the achievements of so many educators across the country.

How could Teacher Wang, who has devoted most of his life to the education industry, not be angry?
Jiang Hai expressed his understanding for Teacher Wang’s emotional excitement.

However, Jiang Hai did not compromise on his views on this article.

He straightened up, raised his head, and looked straight at Teacher Wang standing on the podium, his eyes fixed on hers:
"Teacher Wang, maybe in terms of professionalism, I don't have the authority of your teachers, but I think I personally have a certain say on this issue."

"As for the reason, there is no other reason, it's purely because——"

"The article "Blue Curtain" that you are appreciating was written by me."

(End of this chapter)