Can he really do it?

Can he really do it well?

Chen Yu asked himself, even though he had experienced such a magical rebirth, he was still just an ordinary person in essence.

There are bad habits that were used to be, but now there are also.

Skills that you didn’t have before, but now you still have to learn them from scratch.

It is wrong to be too ambitious, and of course you should not underestimate yourself.

Chen Yu thought about it for a while, but did not reply to Dean Chen Xun on the spot, but instead made an excuse that he had to go to the next semester in his senior year.

There is enough time, so I have left myself some time to consider.

President Chen Xun had no objection, and the two exchanged contact information.

Chen Yu, a high-tech blind man, specially confirmed his communication settings permission this time, and would not block Dean Chen Xun outside.

Dean Chen Xun did not receive the answer on the spot and was not annoyed. Instead, he felt that Chen Yu was a meticulous and serious person.

He had to meet several students who had already entered Xiaoyaoyuan after each class. After that, he found that they did not match his expectations and dropped out of school.

He has no prejudice against these students, and is even happy that they find the path they really want to take.

Instead of staying in a place you don't want to stay and just live.

But I think if they thought about it from the beginning and didn’t quit halfway, the result would definitely be better, at least it would not cause trouble to both parties when exiting.

Originally, Dean Chen Xun had a good temper and was a kind person.

So he immediately said that if Chen Yu had any questions during the learning and writing process, he could ask him.

Chen Yu: "That's so sorry, I have a lot of problems."

Dean Chen Xun: "What's so embarrassing about this? Teachers like students to ask him questions."

Chen Yu: "But my problem may sometimes seem very naive."

Dean Chen Xun: "How dare you ask us why don't we answer?"

Chen Yu, holding the notebook, lit up his eyes.

Dean Chen Xun smiled. Regardless of whether Chen Yu's current cultural level could ask him or whether the number of questions would be more annoying to him.

Anyway, he is not busy alone, so there are many white-headed men behind him as military advisors.

He was not worried that the questions raised would only cause him a headache. After all, no matter whether those white-headed men were willing or not, as long as he ran to them and explained them, they would naturally fall into thinking.

He didn't even talk about the problem directly, but just said that one of his problems came from Chen Yu.

I guess even those white-headed men who don’t like Chen Yu on the surface will turn around and rush to ask him what the problem is.

Of course, some not-so-good modifiers will be added.

For example, when you hear this question, you will know that it was asked by an uneducated person, or this question is particularly unnutrition...

But who doesn't know they are arrogant.

The matter here just came to an end, and Chen Yu, who had finally set up communication permissions, gradually began to receive calls from other places.

None of the pure black fans came to scold him.

First of all, the permissions are set very well.

Secondly, as more and more people speak out in rational voices, some of the black fans gradually woke up, and the number decreased sharply.

After just experiencing such a big event, Chen Yu expressed that he would think more about it.

So Chen Yu naturally said that he should think more about the negotiations handed over to another place.

Of course these are all chores.

The most important thing is your main business.

Chen Yu calmed down and after delivering today's fruit, he sat in Aunt Wang's ward and opened his notebook, opened his brain and started reading the book review of "Female Dust".

Those who praise him, and those who scold him also read.

If it makes sense, he will also look at how to make words and sentences so that he can achieve this effect of inverting black and white.

When Chen Yu entered the door, Aunt Wang was ready to speak all over her stomach.

Today, it’s not just her own topic to talk about, but it’s also worth talking about Chen Yu’s story that he was on the Qingyun List.

However, Aunt Wang quickly took the fruit platter, adjusted the height of her pillow, and prepared to chat with this good-tempered young man, but her eyes that were eager to chat slowly settled down and became calm and gentle.

Chen Yu is studying.

The young man, who was seventeen or eighteen years old, wore very simple clothes, and had nowhere to put his long legs, and he was nestled under the small table in the hospital in a grievance.

It was obviously a very uncomfortable position, but the back at the desk was so comfortable, as if learning was something that he enjoyed.

This kind of scene is simply the dream scene of every mother's heart.

Which mother can withstand it...

Aunt Wang's heart turned into water - this kind of picture is really worth talking to multiple people!

So Chen Yu sorted out all the messages under the Qingyun Club official website, and was about to stretch his waist and pound his stiff neck. After that, he went to sort out the next battlefield, but suddenly he felt something was wrong with the atmosphere around him.

By the way!

Why didn’t Aunt Wang say anything today?!

Chen Yu twisted his neck and looked back, and his neck was not moving for too long.

Because of his sudden movement, there was a crackling sound.

Chen Yu turned around and fled on the table in seconds, but naturally he still couldn't see the picture behind him clearly.

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So while Chen Yu was still sighing that his neck hurt, a cup of warm milk and a plate of fruit platter suddenly appeared in front of him.

There were two people behind him, who seemed to be fighting for the ownership of his neck.

"I often give massages to two old people at home. I am very experienced! This kind of small job is nothing to do with me, so I won't bother you anymore. Let me do it."

"What do you know when you are clumsy? Children have tender bones, so don't let you break them. This kind of meticulous work is still something that women do."

A pair of warm hands suddenly touched the back of Chen Yu's neck, and the owner of the hand obviously knew how to deal with this situation.

The technique is gentle and meticulous, press it for a while.

Chen Yu felt that the group of elephants dancing crazy on his cervical spine had been forcibly caught.

The male and female voices who were arguing before had a standstill for a while, and then they started to go back and forth again.

"What's the use of gentle techniques? After all, you have to have experience and know how to deal with it to do it well. You see, Dr. Yan is so skillful."

"It's not possible to have experience. The technique is a little rough. Just like you rough guys, you can use a wooden hammer to hammer yourself. You can't stand it. They are just kids!"

"Thanks."

After Chen Yu felt much better, he felt embarrassed to ask others to continue to press him. After thanking him politely, he turned around and looked back.

Then I saw the familiar Aunt Wang and Brother Li fighting each other.

Dr. Yan, who was not so familiar but also not very good at face-to-face, naturally withdrew his hand and his expression was as cold as ever.
Chapter completed!