It rained again on Tuesday morning.

It started at about four o'clock in the morning and continued until more than seven o'clock in the morning, and it didn't stop.

The spring rain in the south of the Yangtze River is not big, and there is still a hint of cold, as if it is in the fog, the world in front of you is shrouded in white smoke and rain, and when you look at the distant mountains, there is only a vague outline.

The alarm rang at seven o'clock, Yuan Jia touched his phone in a daze, turned off the annoying alarm clock, and lay on the bed for a while.

Last night, he continued to train some psychology-related courses, and he even slept to study, which was not hard.

The most annoying thing on a rainy day is going out, this level of rain is not heavy, but it is not possible to do without an umbrella.

After breakfast, the siblings were ready to go out.

Yuan Hui was still wearing a small transparent raincoat, Yuan Jia was carrying her small schoolbag, holding an umbrella in one hand and holding her sister in the other, and walked slowly towards the school.

"Brother, there are so many frogs. ”

"Where? ”

"It's croaking, or let's go find the frogs." ”

"Look for your size, I'll be late for a little longer. ”

Yuan Jia grabbed the restless little Lori, avoided the small puddle on the side of the road, and sent her to school.

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When he came to the consultation room, Yuan Jia went to the bathroom to get a hair dryer to blow the moisture on his body, and made a pot of hot tea to start today's work.

At ten o'clock in the morning, a guest was invited to visit, and looking at the current weather, it is likely that the pigeons will be released.

Yuan Jia didn't care, there were too many things like this.

He turned on his phone and chatted with Gardenia for a while.

Because of the rain, Xu Nanyu didn't go to the balcony to paint today, and sat by the window as usual and watched the rain outside.

Two little swallows landed on her windowsill and looked curiously at the girl in the room through the glass.

Gardenia carefully took a picture of them with her phone and sent it to Yuanjia to see.

Yuan Jia: "Did you have any dreams last night?"

Gardenia: "I slept well last night, and then I had a beautiful dream, but unfortunately it didn't continue with the dream of the night before......"

Yuan Jia: "You still want to do a serial." ”

Gardenia: "[nodding vigorously]"

Yuanjia: "So what are you going to do today?"

Gardenia: "Draw, then read, and wait for the rain to stop and go out and look at the watermelon patch." ”

Yuanjia: "Then you don't need to water it today." ”

Gardenia: "Uh-huh!"

After the chat, Yuan Jia began to sort out the paper materials, which lasted for three hours, until twelve o'clock at noon, and the visitors who made appointments did not come.

Looks like it's time for self-study today.

After lunch and a short lunch break, Yuan Jia began to prepare tomorrow's lecture materials.

When he was playing badminton last week, Director Wang asked him to come to school at 1 noon on Wednesday to give a counseling class on student psychology to the senior high school teachers, which lasted about 90 minutes.

Yuanjia still attaches great importance to this, and the courseware is also very serious.

From the introduction to the beginning to the end, it involves the psychology of learning, adjustment problems, school boredom problems, adolescence problems, and finally teaches teachers how to help students build positive anchors.

Yuan Jia has also been a high school student and has had his own adolescence, and he has made records of the psychological changes in his adolescence, and it is a good habit to insist on a daily diary.

It may seem useless in the short term, but when you look through your diary for a while, you can look at yourself more objectively.

For example, there is a very classic question in philosophy, if a ship is changed with a nail today and a plank tomorrow, after ten years, will that ship still be the same ship?

It's the same with people, the body is changing cells all the time, experiencing a small thing today, a big thing tomorrow, and after ten years, your subjective mind thinks 'you are still you', but in fact you are no longer you.

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Wednesday arrived as scheduled, and the weather was sunny today.

At eleven o'clock in the morning, Director Wang called Yuan Jia and invited him to have lunch together, but Yuan Jia declined.

He didn't really like social lunches or dinners, so he had a simple meal at noon, went back to the office, put his laptop in his backpack, took the prepared materials, and Yuan Jia set off for No. 2 Middle School.

Yuanjia's high school was in No. 1 Middle School, and he was no stranger to No. 2 Middle School.

Compared with the first middle school, the teaching strength of the second middle school is slightly inferior, but it is also an old school, with about 4,000 teachers and students in the school.

Zhao Shiyin knew that Yuan Jia was going to come over for psychological training today, so she also rubbed a place to attend the class together, and Yuan Jia just got off the bus at the school gate, and saw Zhao Shiyin waiting for him at the school gate from a distance.

"Yuan Jia, have you eaten?" Zhao Shiyin asked.

"Eat, have you been waiting here for a long time?" said Yuan Jia with a smile as he straightened the schoolbag on his shoulder.

"When I first came, you said on WeChat that you got in the car, and I estimated the time to come out. ”

Zhao Shiyin is wearing slacks and a shirt today, and her hair is pulled back at the back of her head, and she is dressed like this most of the time during class.

Because she is relatively beautiful, she is not used to wearing too good-looking clothes to class, otherwise the students in the class will always have to coax, and there are even many students in other classes, I heard that there is a female teacher in the second year of high school who is very beautiful, so she deliberately passes by the door of the office all day long, and then looks at her inside.

The students in this period are full of adolescent hormones, and for Zhao Shiyin, it is quite helpless to discipline.

Even many naughty male classmates in the class think that the beautiful female teacher is easy to bully, and sometimes she is so angry that she is about to cry.

"It's not half past twelve, do you want to go to the conference room now?" asked Zhao Shiyin.

"Then let's take a walk, I haven't been to No. 2 Middle School for many years, let's take a look. Yuan Jia laughed.

Zhao Shiyin was happy to be a tour guide, so she walked casually around the school with Yuan Jia.

"Have you ever been to No. 2 Middle School before, and where did you go to high school before?"

"Next door to the first middle school, you should be studying in the second middle school, right?"

"Mmmm, I didn't expect to come back to be a teacher......"

Zhao Shiyin smiled, people can't always accurately predict their future.

"How does it feel to be back in the classroom of No. 2 Middle School compared to being a student before?"

"Haha, at first I felt quite novel and excited, I thought about what the teacher didn't do well back then, I want to do it well, and then gradually this momentum disappeared, and sometimes I feel that being a teacher is boring, the key is too many trivial things......"

Zhao Shiyin treats Yuan Jia as a friend and doesn't mind telling him these things.

It was noon and most of the students had already gone home or gone to the cafeteria to eat, or were on their way.

The students hadn't seen Yuan Jia, especially some female classmates who were in adolescence, and they couldn't help but secretly look at him with their spare eyes, and then sighed that this teacher was so handsome, it would be nice if it were in our class.

Yuan Jia also looked at these youthful faces, students of this age are not as good at disguising their expressions as adults, and from their expressions, Yuan Jia can read a lot of rich things.

In terms of observation alone, Yuan Jia can already be meticulous.

Listening to Zhao Shiyin's words, Yuan Jia also smiled and replied.

"The key is happiness. ”

"Happiness?"

"Well, a lot of work is like that, it starts with longing and ends with boredom and fatigue. ”

"Only if you have grown and gained in the process, and it is continuous, then you can feel a steady stream of happiness and fulfillment. ”

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