Ning University, School of Journalism.

In "The Biography of Confucianism", Yan Jiansheng stretched out two fingers before his death and refused to breathe, and the house knot did not know what it meant, and finally Zhao picked off a wick before Yan Jiansheng passed away peacefully.

The president of a certain country gives a speech on the stage in small steps, and a certain big man in a neighboring country flies a plane, drives a submarine, and flexes his muscles, these are all non-verbal communication in interpersonal communication. ”

In the 0506 comprehensive classroom of Xingzhi Building, an old teacher stood in front of the stage with a microphone in his hand, and explained a chapter in interpersonal communication.

I sat quietly in the last row of the comprehensive classroom, quietly listening to the old teacher's wonderful analysis, but my eyes fell on the petite and lovely figure in the first two rows of seats.

In addition to the wonderful analysis of this old teacher, all that remained in the huge comprehensive classroom was the sound of dozens of people's notes, the sound of pressing the buttons of mobile phones, and the whispering of couples.

I couldn't help but sigh slightly, such a professional teacher, such a knowledgeable open class, are these students here to disgust, or are they taking the opportunity to pick up girls?

Fortunately, there were a few students who seemed to listen very carefully, taking notes from time to time.

It is no wonder that the whole society is the development of a pyramid model, because there are only a few top-notch.

The 50-minute open class soon came to an end, and the old teacher on the stage spoke dryly, looking at the students who were busy with various things in the audience helplessly, and said loudly: "The time is almost over, I want to ask, what is the importance of the theoretical knowledge we have accumulated in our daily life?"

The answer to this question will be the final summary of this lesson, and I will ask one of my students to answer it. ”

It's strange to say, a public class, the previous part of the endless talk no one cared about, at this time to the end, as the old teacher's voice fell, the students below began to talk about the noise, some shook their heads and didn't know, some raised their heads and looked at the content on the projection screen in confusion, and some hurriedly took notes from others to study carefully.

In the final analysis, everyone is still a little afraid, afraid of being embarrassed after being named, you can do without discipline, you always want face, and no one wants to be the laughing stock in 50 steps and 100 steps.

The old teacher looked around, surrendered his gaze from the near in the front row to the back row, and finally fixed on me, this classmate, please get up and sit down and answer!

The old teacher stretched out his hand to me from afar, and once again confirmed: "The student sitting in the last row of chairs." ”

'Huh'

Countless eyes shifted to me, and I became the center of attention for a while.

I saw two strange eyes in the crowd looking at me, but I didn't have the heart to tell who they belonged to.

I glanced left and right and smiled wryly, I was still a decrepit, I didn't sit in so many seats in the entire comprehensive classroom, but I sat in the last row, and in this row, no one sat except me.

"Yes, that's you, can you answer my question?"

I don't know if the old teacher deliberately made it difficult, and he didn't even bother to repeat the content of the question.

I had no choice but to get up, stand there respectfully, think for a while, and say: "I think the importance of theoretical knowledge lies in reading more books, and as a journalism student, the first thing you should do is to read more communication books and dabble in other liberal arts and social science books.

As a journalism student, if you don't cover a wide range of topics and report in depth, you can't do well in commenting on current affairs.

I have heard someone say that journalism is not learned, I think the vast majority of people understand that it is wrong, journalism is not unlearned, but omniscient, journalism is a miscellaneous science, focusing on the accumulation of knowledge.

That's my answer. ”

After listening to my answer, the old teacher was stunned for a moment, and then muttered: "News is not learned, everything is learned, well, it is very good, I applaud you!" ”

'Bang Bang Bang'

The applause of the old teacher rang out, and then more and more applause rang out from the audience.

The applause made my heart a little excited, and the feeling of being watched with envy was indeed good.

"Thank you for this wonderful conclusion, class is over!"

The old teacher picked up the lesson plan, looked at me again, and walked off the podium with great satisfaction, and walked out of the classroom through the side door.

At this time, I saw a beautiful girl in the front row, following the steps of the old teacher, and also walked into the side door.

Tong Nan? She's here too? Do seniors still need to attend classes?

Ay! What was I thinking? I'm here to find Jiang Shishi! It's really cranky.

I stood at the back of the room, watching the students leave one by one, many of them looking at me with admiration, but I stood there with a blank face, waiting for the familiar figure.

Soon, the students in the comprehensive classroom were gone, and I slowly got up, looked at the trembling back and turned around, rushed towards me, and threw myself into my arms.

All the thousand words turned into tears in this flutter, and it seemed that there was no need to say anything.

The remaining students in the classroom looked at us in surprise, as if Jiang Shishi's classmates were whispering.

I held Jiang Shishi's body with both hands, wiped away the tears on her face with my hands, and chuckled, "Go to dinner?" ”

"Hmm!"

Jiang Shishi nodded.

I took her hand and walked out.

At this time, I heard a soft shout from the side door of the classroom: "Ou Ning? ”

Well? I turned my head to look, and saw Tong Nan walking briskly towards me from the side door, walked up to me and said, "I sent something to Professor Xu just now, that ......"

She looked at Jiang Shishi, with an indescribable expression on her face, and hesitated: "Your girlfriend?" ”

Jiang Shishi's expression was a little flustered, it seemed to be a little different from her before, but I can't tell what was different.

I nodded, Tong Nan looked at the two of us intriguingly, and then smiled: "It's beautiful, that, how about I invite you to eat with the little beauty at noon?" ”

I hesitated, "Not good. ”

Tong Nan immediately said, "I have something to tell you." ”

Something? I subconsciously thought of the incident at the Fushou store last time, it was a small thing, and I didn't pay attention to it at all.

I glanced at Jiang Shishi, Jiang Shishi didn't know what she was thinking, and seemed to be distracted.

Tong Nan smiled: "Isn't it convenient? Then I'll take the time to call you. ”

I hurriedly said, "No, I think it's too embarrassing for you to have a treat, so I'll invite you!" ”

Jiang Shishi seemed to react at this time, and said, "Sister Tong Nan, is it?" It's okay, we're, well, we're fine. ”

I frowned, Jiang Shishi seemed to have something, and she wanted to say something. R1148