Crazy Psychologist

Hu Peng coughed, and the coffee machine also made a beeping sound.

"So, it might be better for me not to receive this National Outstanding Young Teacher Award at all."

Hu Peng grinned, as if laughing at himself.

"If you feel uncomfortable, take a break, otherwise many problems will come back."

Muchun said earnestly.

"So you weren't happy when I told you about this?"

Hu Peng suddenly asked.

"No, I'm quite happy, because I deliberately asked you to say happy things to make me unhappy, but you actually felt uncomfortable. In that case, you used 'things that must have been considered happy' to retaliate against me. This It is a kind of bravado——————fragility.

Just like me, I think I can still be an astronomer, and I say something with great enthusiasm - if the earth doesn't want me, I will go to Mars. It's not easy to live at this age, let alone do you really give up on the things you originally wanted to do because of things that will always be washed away by time? "

Muchun opened the refrigerator and took out two chocolate wafer biscuits, threw one to Hu Peng, and tore the other apart and put it into his mouth.

It seemed that Muchun's situation was similar to his own, and Hu Peng had a feeling of sharing weal and woe.

Frankly said: "I originally thought that this matter would be over after I received this honor, because in those one or two days, everyone was the same as before or even friendlier.

I relaxed almost immediately and felt that everything was better. I didn't even check the home camera anymore. I really had a great time in those two days and didn't need sleeping pills or extra after work. With aerobic exercise, you can fall asleep as soon as you sleep, and you don't feel groggy when you wake up in the morning. It's completely relaxing and comfortable.

But three days later, everything became the same as before. It was the same as when I knew that I had made a false police report, that I was always suspicious of not locking the door at home, and that I had three cameras in the house.

Do they think I am a particularly unreliable colleague or teacher? "

"They may feel that there is danger, or there is no need to get too close to you; or they may not think anything of it, just that this person is like this, and that person is like this, and no one wants to be too special."

Muchun gestured back and forth with his left and right hands.

"It's really uncomfortable. Yesterday, the principal told me that I don't need to be the class teacher next semester. Do you know? This incident was almost the last straw for me."

"The class teacher is changing in the third grade of elementary school? Isn't it usually from the first grade to the fifth grade? How come the class teacher is suddenly changed? Parents are worried that your [forced inspection] ideas will affect the students?"

"How do you know it's a parent?"

Hu Peng suddenly looked at Muchun suspiciously.

"I'm just guessing. In fact, it's easy to guess. The people surrounding ordinary teachers are leaders and colleagues, parents, students, and society as a whole. The last one has to be faced by everyone. Students naturally won't check the door because of you. Is there any pressure on teachers from things like locking? You have already mentioned the pressure from leaders and colleagues just now. You actually talked about it a little bit when you came here before.

Therefore, the only ones left out are parents. The pressure from parents reaches the leader, and the leader's decision affects colleagues, and finally you, and then even the students. Is this chain right? "

Hu Peng nodded, "Yes, that's right, it's the parents. Parents seem to avoid me consciously. If I used to think this is good and much easier, because parents always have some things that they think are reasonable, but the school doesn't It may seem like a request that is difficult to handle. For example, my child must be allowed to sleep for ten minutes after lunch every day.

For example, our children cannot attend the fourth period class every Thursday morning.

This type of request may seem normal to a parent, but to a class of forty students, it is something special. Special presence is always a matter of balancing for the head teacher. "

"Well, "On the Art of Daily Work of Primary School Teachers"."

Muchun said seriously.

Hu Peng's eyes lit up, "Do you have this book? What kind of book is it? Which publisher published it? Or is it an internal learning material in the education system?"

"Are you still interested in knowing?"

Muchun glanced at Hu Peng sideways.

"Of course." Hu Peng lowered his head, "I still want to understand. I don't have the dream of being an astronomer. To be honest, I liked being a teacher when I was a child. Isn't it funny?"

"It's not funny! It's not funny at all! I've wanted to be a doctor since I was a kid."

After Mu Chun finished speaking, Hu Peng looked up and saw that Mu Chun was holding a cake fork in his left hand and a steak knife in his right hand.

"Well, you mean what you liked to be when you were a kid was a surgeon?"

Hu Peng's cheeks bulged up, just like the pufferfish in the fish tank that bulges its entire body into a round ball when it encounters danger.

"Poke!" Muchun raised his fork and knife at the same time and gestured at Hu Peng.

Hu Peng couldn't help laughing!

puff! puff! puff!

"I really don't understand. Will the Department of Psychosomatics have the opportunity to use scalpels and surgical forks?" Hu Peng said, holding back a smile.

"No, almost none." Muchun threw the fork and knife into the drawer in frustration, then clapped his hands and said, "No, just no. Hahaha."

"Your smile is so fake. Also, I always suspected that what you told me about your hair last time was also fake."

Hu Peng was sweating quite a bit, so he put on his coat.

Muchun thought he was leaving and said quickly: "What's fake? I told you something fake last time."

"The story you said about your ex-girlfriend looking for a boyfriend at home is false."

Hu Peng pretended to question.

"Really, I am so green and green. I heard an author patient say that in the world of online novels, once the protagonist becomes green, there will be no readers for the book, and the readers will be poisoned to death. You think I am this The protagonist of the psychosomatic department, if I had nothing to do and said I was green, wouldn't I have poisoned all the patients? How could I make up something like that for no reason!"

"That's true!" Hu Peng felt that he had uncovered Muchun's scar again, and looked at Muchun unbearably. "Oh, I'm really, really sorry. I didn't mean to say that, I just said that."

“I get a good living from other people’s unhappy things————————”

"What?"

Hu Peng felt that he did not hear the last two words of Mu Chun's sentence clearly, and felt that Mu Chun, who was sitting with his back to the window, did not say the last two words at all.

"nothing."

"What on earth is that? Don't be so pretentious. You're just like those who are pointing fingers behind your back."

"Illusion."