When Yan Huan'er was in school, she caught a cold the next day because of a rain. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Originally, what was waiting for her would be the brutal military training after entering the school. But this time, half a month has passed since the military training. Because the new playground has not yet been completed, the old playground cannot be arranged. They were placed on the list of the second batch of military training in four classes in one department.

Therefore, according to the temporary notice of enrollment registration, Yan Huan'er looked for a classroom in a daze the next day and prepared to attend class.

The classrooms here are used on a rotational basis. It's not that the classroom where this class is held will be the same next time. So, like ducks, everyone will have a class in one building for a while, and then run to another building for the next class.

Yan Huan'er can't figure out why. Anyway, it's right to follow everyone to find a classroom in a mess.

It was in the middle of this that Yan Huan'er and Ma Jianshe met again.

This scene has always been a bit like a slow-motion replay in a movie in Ma Jianjian's mind.

Around the corner, turning a corner, a dizzy girl holding a textbook, with a white face, a sunny sun behind her, and the whole person was covered in a circle of light. It seems that the faint fragrance of triangular plum blossoms wafted over.

It's not easy, Ma Jianjian's children can actually smell the fragrance of triangular plum.

"Classmate, where is the Mandarin Building?"

At this moment, Yan Huan'er and Ma Jianjian were condescending, and the other looked up.

"Hey, it's you!"

"Oh, it's you!"

The tail note is relatively long, and the more exciting is the sound of horse construction.

"I'm here, you, you, you, me, me, I don't know. ”

"Flutter" is Yan Huan'er couldn't help laughing.

"Let's go and ask, yes, yes, that, that. ”

Then, Ma Jianshe clearly heard the sound of himself being struck by lightning. It wasn't a "bang", it was a "thud".

Yan Huan'er followed Ma Jianshe to the new classroom. Ma Jianshe was embarrassed to sit in the same row as her, so he chose the row behind her. It's also a pleasure to look at the back of the elf's head.

Yan Huan'er was suffering from a cold, and the illness was attacking, so the whole person was soft and dizzy. A pair of eyes are even more misty.

It stands to reason that what is so good about a sick person?

It can be said that as soon as Huan'er is sick, there will be changes.

Her eyes will get bigger, and she will have double eyelids. It's still the kind of long double eyelids with phoenix tail corners. This kind of eye is not something that ordinary people have. Not one out of 100,000 people was singled out. It's just that Yan Huan'er is fluctuating, and she will disappear at any time with such good-looking eyes.

But at this moment, Yan Huan'er's little eyes suddenly had connotation. The corners of the slanted phoenix tail eyes are indescribably elegant and elegant. The eyes are black, a little hazy, and a little deep. In short, how does Ma Jianjian look and how do you think it looks good.

He can't be blamed for that. Because his aesthetic from a young age was brought "positive" by his mother and sister. Because the Hokkien people worship again, the incense offering of Guanyin Niangniang is very popular here.

Ma Jianjian's children have to bow to the white jade Buddha statue respectfully by the whole family, and all they hear in their ears are the praises of Guanyin Niangniang.

Therefore, since he was a child, others asked him: "Who is the best looking in the family?"

He would point to Guanyin Niangniang in the Buddhist shrine and say, "She!"

Therefore, children's aesthetic education is very important, and Mama's mother deserves to be the first education expert. Teach the children of Ma Jianshe to be upright and traditional and decent.

Let's talk about Yan Huan'er.

My mind was groggy during class. Ma Jianjian, who was sitting in a row behind her, saw the back of Yan Huan'er's head that kept lowering.

Because on the first day of class, the teacher didn't know that Yan Huan'er was in the rain yesterday, and when she saw her holding her head non-stop, closing her eyes and dozing off, she was very unhappy.

What's the matter with this new student? Still in class, with such a learning attitude. Therefore, the professor stared at Yan Huan'er very seriously. But after a while, when she lowered her head again and closed her eyes, the professor became angry.

Pointing at Yan Huan'er, he said, "That classmate, if you didn't sleep well last night, you can go back now, just tell me your name." ”

Yan Huan'er was feeling a little feverish at that time, and she couldn't feel energetic, and she listened to what the teacher said, and felt that those words were getting farther and farther away from her, so she couldn't help but close her eyes and wanted to sleep for a while.

At this time, I was pushed by the classmates around me, and I was startled, and I came to my senses.

I saw the professor glaring at her. One hand was still pointing to her side.

She stood up and said, "Administration has a history of more than half a century of development abroad. As early as 1924, the Maxwell School of Civic and Public Affairs at Syrachu University in the United States established a public service training school. The first advanced training programme in the field of public administration and management was established. ”

Harvard University's Kennedy School of Government and Princeton University's Wood Wilson School of International Affairs have established master's programs in public administration. To date, 225 universities in the U.S. have master's programs in public administration, public policy, or policy science. In 1945, France established the National School of Administration to train senior administrators. ”

Taking a breath, Yan Huan'er continued:

"After the reform and opening up, China has restored the discipline of administrative management. In 1998, the Ministry of Education formulated a new discipline catalogue, which promoted public management from political science to a first-level discipline under the category of management disciplines, marking that the discipline of public administration and administrative management has entered a new period of development. ”

She memorized it in one go, and vaguely remembered that the professor was talking about the purpose, origin and development of this administrative management discipline just now.

Yan Huan'er spoke quickly, and while she was backing, her fingers were still crooked, and she didn't know what she was calculating. But just like this, it amused everyone.

The professor couldn't help but laugh too.

Pointing at her, he said, "You have a good brain, and you are familiar with it." However, what are you memorizing, my class is obviously "Introduction to the Basic Principles of Marxism". ”

Everyone laughed again.

Yan Huan'er's face suddenly turned white and red. Later, Ma Jianshe said loudly: "Teacher, she was in the rain yesterday and is now in a cold state." ”

Everyone laughed again.

The atmosphere suddenly became lively.

"Hey, she was in the rain yesterday, how do you kid know?"

"It turns out that she was the one who was soaked all over yesterday. ”

"Tut-tut, the little couple was actually assigned to a class. It's so blissful. ”

"A flower, what a cow......"

As soon as the professor saw that it was messed up, he coughed violently a few times, and said with a straight face: "Young people, you should also take care of your body." ”

Everyone actually laughed again.

In the end, the professor had to slap the table and laugh and scold: "One by one, what are you thinking?" The Marxist materialist dialectic is not for you to use here. ”

Therefore, Yan Huan'er's first day of school and the first day of class left a deep impression on everyone.

Ma Jianshe also expressed his concern during recess, and asked her if she wanted to take some medicine, and he could go to the infirmary for her to get some back.

Yan Huan'er glanced at him lightly and shook her head. In the next class, Ma Jianshe didn't see Yan Huan'er, and only saw her two days later.

It turned out that Yan Huan'er went back to the dormitory by herself, and wanted to cover the quilt to sleep, just sweat.

As a result, she slept alone in the dormitory. No one noticed her.

At that time, the other roommates, although not in the same department, did not stay in the dormitory on the first day of class.

Yan Huan'er slept from noon to afternoon, afternoon to dusk, and then late at night.

In the middle of the night, a high fever came.

At that time, Yan Huan'er began to have nightmares. Screaming and jumping up in the middle of the night, startling all the roommates, thinking that something had happened.

In this way, Yan Huan'er was sent to the infirmary in the middle of the night, and it was Xiao Wu who carried her over.

Because Yan Huan'er was hungry for a day, she was soft. In the middle of the night, there is no place to eat. When Xiao Wu helped her back, he gave her half a piece of chocolate in his pocket.

Later, Xiao Wu took her to the dormitory manager aunt and explained her situation, and the dormitory manager aunt scooped up a handful of rice and cooked a pot of white porridge for Yan Huan'er.

Yan Huan'er and Xiao Wu waited quietly, sitting under the small corridor, listening to the nagging voice of the dormitory manager, while smelling the aroma of rice porridge getting stronger and stronger, and gradually, their hearts were smooth. This disease, unconsciously, has been cured by more than half.