Zhang Daxian is not without gains, at least he has gained Shen Jiawei's friendship. It's officially started, students from other departments have started classes, freshmen have started military training, and only Zhang Chi wanders around the campus like a lonely ghost.

Life is really lonely like snow!

The new students of the New World Department of Elite Management are still training in other places and are said to be back in 10 days.

Zhang Chi inquired about the location of their department's classes in the future, far away from the dormitory area, far away from the main teaching area, so far away that he had to ride his bicycle from east to west almost the entire campus.

Idle is also idle, Zhang Chi really did that, came to the remote forest in the northwest corner of Mizuki, and saw the courtyard in the woods, the gate of the yard was locked, the wall was very high, and in the crack of the door, you could see that there was an old building inside, and there were a lot of fallen leaves in the yard, and it seemed that no one had cleaned it for a long time.

This is where the New World Department of Meritocracy is taught, and it's a forgotten corner, a deserted courtyard.

The original hope in Zhang Chi's heart dropped even lower, how could he sweep the world if he didn't sweep a house, and he couldn't even manage the location of the class, so what kind of new world elite did he have to manage?

Isn't this New World Elite Management Department a training institution under the banner of Mizuki?

Zhang Chi circled around this courtyard, and found a paint-colored peeling signboard Mizuki Ancient Literature Printing Factory at the back door, the signboard is a black wood on a white background, most of the patent leather on it has peeled off, and the wood has also rotted because of the erosion of wind and rain for a long time, Zhang Chi estimates that this signboard has been hanging at the back door for at least 30 years.

This is supposed to be a former school-run factory, but it was abandoned for some reason. This back door should have been the gate when the factory opened, and then the whole thing was sealed, but the signboard has not been taken off, and it has been retained until now.

There was a rustling of footsteps behind him, Zhang Chi slowly turned around, and saw an old lady wearing a black skirt and red shoes stepping on the fallen leaves and walking towards him.

The old lady has a cold temperament, she is not very good-looking, her face is sallow, her cheekbones are protruding, the expression on her face is not smiling, and her eyes look at Zhang Chi coldly.

Zhang Chi looked around, there was no one around, took a breath, the air was cold, the old lady should not be hostile, but he couldn't see the double business clearly, Zhang Chi smiled politely at her: "Hello, I'm a student here." ”

The old lady squinted her eyes and looked at him, but she didn't speak, but Zhang Chi had a feeling that she was standing in the cold wind and suddenly being stripped naked, this old lady's eyes were too penetrating, and she always felt that something was wrong.

Isn't this aunt a psychopath? No matter how you look at this dress, there is a strange feeling, he smiled, nodded politely, and pushed the bicycle to leave.

"You're Zhang Chi!"

Zhang Daxian shook his heart from the bottom of his heart, why is this voice so indifferent, but there is also an invisible coercion in the indifference, how does she know her name?

Zhang Chi stopped, still maintaining the humility that a student should have: "It's me!

The old lady nodded: "Relationship student!"

Zhang Chi felt a little discriminated against, how could I be a related student? I scored 748 points in the college entrance examination, and I am still the top liberal arts student in Yannan Province.

If it weren't for Lin Daiyu who used Dan Lu to coerce me, I would have been in the film school with beautiful women now.

The old lady said, "Not convinced?"

Zhang Daxian was stunned in his heart, this old lady is amazing, she seems to be able to see through her own thoughts, you must beware, she has too many secrets, and it will be troublesome if people find out.

Zhang Chi smiled and said, "Teacher, you have confused me. ”

The old lady said, "You don't know me? I'm a professor here." ”

Zhang Chi said: "You haven't retired yet?" This old lady looks to be at least seventy years old, full of gray hair, and should have retired from her post a long time ago.

The old lady said: "You probably don't know that there is a lifetime honor, right? My surname is Han, and I am one of the founders of the New World Elite Management Institute and the honorary dean here. ”

Zhang Chi captured several pieces of information from her words, one is that the old lady is a lifelong honorary professor, the second is that she is one of the founders here, and third, her surname is Han is the honorary dean.

But didn't you go to the New World Elite Management Department? When did it become an academy? Why do you feel more and more informal, what is the relationship between the New World Elite Management Institute and Mizuki? Isn't it a grass platform team that sells dog meat on a sheep's head?

Looking at this remote environment and the old facilities, it seems that it is completely different from Mizuki's teaching area.

Zhang Chi was a little suspicious of this honorary dean surnamed Han, shouldn't the old lady be a psychopath who deliberately fooled me?

Quietly used his own perception to once again want to gain insight into the other party's double business, and failed again.

So he decided to lose his already small charm value, and wanted to evaluate the charm of Han Honorary Dean, a person with such an extraordinary status must have extraordinary charm, so Zhang Chi's pitiful 16 charm value became 10, and he lost 6 charm points and still didn't see the details of others, which is really unscientific.

Dean Han said: "Your IQ is less than one hundred and four!"

Zhang Daxian only felt a stream of cold air rising from the tail vertebrae, all the way to the medulla oblongata, all the way up, this head was confused.

This old lady is amazing, she can see her own IQ clearly, at first she can see her own thoughts, it is not surprising, after all, there are many psychology masters in the mortal world, and the masters in this area can quickly judge a person's mental activity at that time through a person's expression and action details, but a person who can accurately judge the other party's IQ at a glance is by no means as simple as a psychological master.

Zhang Chi felt a little furious in his heart, could it be that this Dean Han is also a person with his own system?

Zhang Chi was not surprised, and said with a smile: "Genius is composed of one percent inspiration and ninety-nine percent diligence, and the reason why I was able to be admitted to Mizuki is not because I am smart enough, but because I work hard enough." ”

"Enough hard enough? Ho, I don't know how you got in. ”

Zhang Chi felt that he was discriminated against, how did I get in? I was admitted in a dignified manner, but when I think of my admission process, I am not so confident.

If it weren't for Qin Luzhu's help behind the scenes, he might not have been able to get Shuimu's admission letter smoothly, and all indications indicate that Qin Lao may have stepped forward to solve his admission problem.

To say that he owes the Qin family a lot of favors, Qin Lao first helped him solve the admission of Shuimu, and then helped settle the dispute with Xiao Jiujiu.

Qin Lao's help should be on Qin Luzhu's face, Qin Luzhu kept saying that he was his savior, but Zhang Chi didn't think so, after all, it was Qin Luzhu who rescued himself from the mouth of the evil wolf first, and then climbed to the Unicorn Peak to save her, it can only be regarded as a report and a report, and the two have been evened.

She had helped herself many times by now, and she owed her so much.

Zhang Chi doesn't like to owe affection, it's the hardest thing to sell beauties, why is Qin Luzhu so good to me? Shouldn't she have any thoughts about me? Zhang Daxian immediately denied this possibility, people should just treat him as a younger brother, why is his mind so impure?

Zhang Chi felt that this honorary dean was a little mean, and made it clear that he didn't want to see his relation, since there was no need to be an eyesore here, he smiled and said: "Dean Han, you are busy, I'll go back." ”

"Everyone else has gone to the training camp, why didn't you go?" Dean Han obviously didn't know about Zhang Chi's delay in reporting.

Zhang Chi simply told him that he had encountered a liar halfway and had his admission notice and identity certificate stolen, but he didn't think that his misfortune was not only sympathetic, but full of disgust.

"You're really useless, you actually fell for the liar, hehe, it seems that you are the worst one among the freshmen of this class. ”

Zhang Chi is really depressed, how can I be the worst? Did I recruit you to provoke you? Opened his mouth and sneered at me, isn't he just an honorary dean? The head of the department is Xiao Changyuan, not you.

If you retire, you can enjoy the state allowance at home, and with such a high pension, what are you doing with me as a poor student? It may be that she has retired from her past position and is feeling lost, so she has to put on a show when she seizes the opportunity, for fear that others will not know that she is the honorary dean.

I can't afford to provoke it, I can afford to hide, Zhang Chi still behaved quite respectfully in front of the honorary dean, and said respectfully: "Dean Han, I'm going back." ”

"You don't seem to like me. ”

Zhang Chixin said that you are still a little self-aware, you are always so mean to a freshman, thanks to my thick skin and super strong psychological quality, if you replace others, you will be depressed.

Zhang Chi pretended to be a good child: "It's awe!"

"On the surface, I hate me very much. After speaking, Mrs. Han added: "There are many people who hate me, there are not many more of you, and there is no less of you." ”

Zhang Chi smiled: "Dean Han, there's nothing else, I'm leaving." This is the third time he has resigned.

Dean Han said, "You come with me." The tone of the command was unmistakable.

Although Zhang Chi was reluctant, he could only follow her.

Mrs. Han took him back to the gate, and the gate actually opened, and there was a middle-aged man weeding inside, obviously preparing for the upcoming start of school.

Seeing Mrs. Han come in, the middle-aged man quickly stopped what he was doing, limped over, and bowed respectfully to her, which shows that the honorary dean still has some prestige.

Mrs. Han said: "His name is Zhou Xingwang, he is a mute, and his legs and feet are not good, and he is responsible for the security and health work here. ”

Zhang Chi glanced at Zhou Xingwang, Zhou Xingwang had a simple face, thick lips and a red face, and he grinned and showed a friendly smile to Zhang Chi.

Zhang Chi said: "Uncle Zhou is good!"

Zhou Xingwang nodded happily, he could hear it, but he couldn't speak.

Mrs. Han said: "Since you can't go to military training, why don't you just help clean up here." ”

Zhang Chi looked at the old lady's commanding appearance and was angry, why? I am here to go to college, not to do cleaning.

He can't afford to have a hard top with Mrs. Han, after coming to the capital, he has become more and more aware of the Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon here, there are too many powerful characters, and you must not mess with the elderly.

Seeing that Zhang Chi didn't agree immediately, Mrs. Han laughed and said, "Don't you want to agree?"

Zhang Chi smiled: "Dean Han, it's my honor to be able to contribute to our department, I'll help now." ”

Mrs. Han saw that he didn't show the slightest bit of unhappiness, and it was a little unexpected, this kid obviously had a lot of negative emotions, but he was able to control it, the two-faced kid was hypocritical enough, from this point of view, he had some specialties in emotional control.

Zhang Chi is not afraid of work, in fact, when he was in the heavenly court, he was born to do chores, if it weren't for the diligent hands and feet, and the well-behaved mouth, it would be impossible to mix step by step from a boy who burned a stove to the foreman of the Tushi Palace, and the past was unbearable.

The reason why he agreed so happily this time was because he wanted to know in advance where he would go to school in advance.

And he knows how to make a good impression as soon as possible, even if this person has a bad first impression of him, as long as she feels that she is hard-working and hard-working, she will soon change her opinion.

A really smart person must know how to hide the edge, no leader likes to slip his head and hide his lazy subordinates, the most direct way to conquer the leader is to work hard, but also to let the leader feel his authority, feel your ability to execute.

The New World Elite Management Department used to think that this name was a bit of a secondary two, but after seeing the environment here and meeting such a strange honorary dean, it felt a little unreliable more and more.

It's been almost a week since he arrived in Mizuki, and few people have heard of this newly established department, which is far away from Mizuki's main teaching area, a dilapidated place, and a school-run factory in the past, which is how unpopular the school is.

And compared with the senior grades, the same first-year freshmen have officially started their military training, all of which are carried out on campus.

Only their department reported for duty as early as mid-August, and all of them went to other places for training, so is there not even a place to provide them with military training on such a large Shuimu campus?

Zhang Chi really wanted to find someone to ask about the specific situation, but Mrs. Han left after arranging the task for him, there were only two people in the courtyard of Nuoda, he and Zhou Xingwang, Zhou Xingwang was a mute, and it was difficult to communicate.

Let's talk about cleaning, it's also very puzzling, other faculties have special cleaning responsibilities, and there are only two of them in the New World Elite Management Department, if it weren't for the fact that he accidentally bumped into the muzzle, only Zhou Xingwang was responsible for cleaning such a large area, and the workload was too great.

Mute Zhou Xingwang is responsible for weeding, while Zhang Chi is responsible for cleaning up the site, transporting the removed weeds and garbage onto the cart, and then transporting the weeds to the designated garbage area.

Zhou Xingwang was tireless, and he didn't mean to rest until noon, Zhang Chi was also a person who had served Pei Yuandan, his physical fitness was beyond ordinary people, and he transported weeds and garbage back and forth dozens of times, and through a morning's efforts, the whole yard was completely new.

The smell of fresh grass filled the air, and looking at the results in front of me, I felt a sense of accomplishment. Raising his wrist and looking at the time, it was already twelve o'clock in the afternoon.

Zhang Chi felt a little hungry and was ready to remind Zhou Xingwang that he should go to the cafeteria to eat, and wait for a while to rest before working.

At this time, seeing Dean Han pushing a bicycle and walking in, and seeing the courtyard where weeds had been removed, the old lady expressed satisfaction with their work process, and her unsmiling face actually showed a rare gentle color, and beckoned: "Take a break, I'll bring you food, eat first." ”

Zhang Chi followed the dumb man to wash his hands, and Dean Han put the lunch on the cast aluminum outdoor table, at first glance, it was not a canteen lunch box, nor was it a takeaway, but it was made by the old lady herself, stewed pork ribs with winter melon, braised lion's head, stir-fried kale, and spicy fried lotus root. Meat and vegetarian matching, pay attention to nutrition.

Although the food in Mizuki Canteen is good, the big pot dishes lack home-cooked taste after all.

Zhang Chi took a bowl of rice from Dean Han's hand, poured some pork rib soup, and ate it in a big gulp, I don't know if it was because he was hungry, this meal was particularly in line with Zhang Chi's taste, the more home-cooked the more effort, he ate three bowls of rice in a row.

The mute Zhou Xingwang also had a lot of food, and the two of them worked together to eat the food brought by Dean Han.

Dean Han said, "Is the food I made to the taste?"

Zhang Chi was a little flattered, and nodded again and again: "It's delicious, it's really delicious, Dean Han, I was a little aggrieved after working hard all morning, but when I ate the lunch you sent, I really think it's worth it, I have never eaten such a delicious meal in my life." ”

Thousands of clothes don't wear sycophants, Dean Han obviously knows that he is patting sycophants, but it sounds comfortable, in other words, her cooking skills are not bad, although this kid's IQ is a little low, but his mouth is sweet, and his EQ seems to be very good, and he knows how to appreciate it.

Dean Han's emotional control ability is particularly outstanding, even if he is a little dark and cool by this guy, he is still expressionless, which makes Zhang Daxian feel like he is patting the horse's fart in the middle of the horse's leg and shooting it empty, so lost.

Dean Han said coldly: "It's really an exaggeration, it's even better than your mother's cooking?"

The smile on Zhang Chi's face suddenly converged, sunny and cloudy, so dim that everyone could clearly feel his sadness, Zhang Chi turned his face away.

Dean Han didn't know what was going on, and the more he couldn't see his expression clearly, the more curious he became, what was going on? Could it be that I said the wrong thing?

Zhang Daxian pinched out his sadness and said gloomily: "It's been three years since my mother died......

I didn't want to win sympathy, but you weird old lady has to give me a chance, and the opportunity is sent to me, how can I not want it?

Dean Han felt a little guilty, although the old lady had a strange temperament, she was soft and unintentional, and I hadn't read the child's information, I only knew that he was a relational student, but I didn't expect it to be so miserable.

Zhang Chi slowly turned his head, and at this moment, two tears actually brewed, this thing should go to learn to perform, Mizuki Qucai.

Zhang Chi said: "Dean Han, I'm sorry, in the past, my mother often made me stewed pork ribs with winter melon, and the taste is exactly the same as what you make, I can't help but think of her." ”