Chapter 189: Mr. Procrastinator

The gentleman let out a long breath, as if expecting help, and turned his head to me, but his eyes were still fixed on the screen: "Wait until I finish throwing the last ball." Throw in another one, and he said, "Throw ten more and you will move up one level." ”

I asked, "You've been playing every day for the past few days, so you should have leveled up a lot, right?" This thing has no head. Stop playing. ”

The gentleman shook his head: "As long as the computer is turned off in this game, the level will be cleared, and you can only play it from the beginning." "I was surprised and said, what are you still playing? The gentleman said helplessly: "It's not that I want to play, it's that it pops up every day." "I have nothing to say, but when the gentleman is finally promoted to another level, he continues to play. I urged him a few words and said to me, "Pull me up!" ”

"As for it?" I couldn't laugh or cry.

The gentleman's wife stood in the doorway: "If you don't pull him up from his chair, he will sit until midnight." I hurriedly pulled him up, and the gentleman followed me to the living room, and I took out the elephant rune card of Cuban Wenli and handed it to him, but the gentleman didn't understand, let me explain.

I pointed to the Buddha card and said, "This Dharma is an elephant god, and Southeast Asian Theravada Buddhism regards the elephant god as an auspicious god, which is mentioned in the development of the cause." On the back are broken gold leaf and fragments of the melted temple bronze bell. Cuban Wenli is a high monk recognized by the Thai royal family, with strong mana, and there is no yin material, so you can wear it with confidence. ”

When I was explaining, the gentleman's wife stood by and listened, and said disdainfully: "Just this thing, can it be worth more than 5,000 yuan?" It's not gold, it's not jade. The boss of my unit also bought one for his girlfriend, saying that it was blessed by a monk, more than 8,000 yuan. ”

I said that the amulet is a Thai holy relic, there are many special ingredients, it cannot be measured by gold and silver, and more than 8,000 is not the most expensive. She snorted and put on her apron and went to the kitchen to cook. The gentleman asked me to guarantee that it was genuine, and I said that I could write you a letter of guarantee, and the fake one would be returned, and the gentleman paid the balance of three thousand and a half. At this time, his wife poked her head out of the kitchen: "Go and pick up the baby." "I asked to go to school on Sunday too? Mr. Na said it was a cram school. It's in the building across the road, and class ends at five o'clock. When I looked at my watch, it was already 4:40, and it was almost there. Just say, "Let's go out together, you go pick up the children, and I'll go back to the train station." ”

The gentleman's wife brought a plate of food and put it on the table, and the gentleman said, "You can go first, I'm not in a hurry, it only takes five minutes to walk to the cram school, it's still early." ”

His wife glared: "Hurry up and pick it up, start dragging again!" Then he said to me: "Let him pick up the child, you are a guest, stay and leave after eating, how can there be any reason for you to run on an empty stomach." I hurriedly excused myself. I thought she was just polite, but I didn't expect that the lady insisted on letting me stay for dinner, which touched me very much. I thought that Mr. didn't seem to be a successful person, and it was not easy for an ordinary family to spend more than 5,000 yuan just to ask for a Buddhist card.

The gentleman went into the house to change clothes, and I sat on the couch and flipped through the pictorial on the coffee table. After about ten minutes, I thought that the gentleman hadn't come out yet, and when I looked at my watch, it was already five o'clock∵ and I went to the bedroom to see that he was actually playing that shooting game again. I was very surprised: "After a while, you still don't pick up the child?" ”

"Oh, really?" The gentleman reluctantly stood up, and then the lady came out with another plate of dishes, and saw that the gentleman was not even wearing pajamas, so she scolded angrily, and the gentleman changed his clothes and went out. I felt embarrassed and wanted to go with him, but was stopped by the lady and said she wanted to talk to me.

After Mr. Na left, Mrs. and I sat on the coffee table, her beautiful apricot eyes with a suspicious look, and asked, "Are you really selling Buddhist cards in Thailand?" ”

I smiled and said of course, and took out my phone to show her a lot of photos I took when I was in Thailand, including travel photos with Fang Gang and Xiao Yang at the temple gate, and a lot of photos of me with Monk Luang Po and Master Azan. The lady replied with a sigh and said, "The old man is simply hopeless." ”

"I can see that he has a lot of procrastination." I said with a smile.

The lady looked at me seriously: "Pretty good?" If you knew how good he was, you probably wouldn't be able to laugh! "Listening to the lady next, it really gave me a long insight.

Mr. Na is a descendant of the Manchu Nala clan, and after the Republic of China, he basically changed his surname to Na, and Mr. Na's father is a cadre of the district government. He has been really smart since he was a child, and he knows everything about it. But procrastination seems to be in the womb, and in a total of more than ten years from elementary school to college, I have hardly completed a complete assignment. The teacher asked the parents to ask, and the gentleman said that he could finish writing a few minutes before going to bed, but he didn't remember to write his homework until he fell asleep.

He was thirsty but too lazy to pour water, and he barely drank until his throat was smoking. If you want to go to the toilet, you don't like to move, until you can't hold it anymore, and it's even more obvious in winter. In the university dormitory, he was woken up by urine in the middle of the night, but he didn't want to climb out of the warm bed, he always wanted to sleep a little longer, and go back next time he woke up. As a result, one morning, his roommate found him unconscious in bed, and he was sent to the hospital for acute uremia and almost took his life.

After graduating from university, Mr. Na's father assigned him to work in the Agricultural Machinery Bureau and set up a career. It stands to reason that it is good, but Mr. Na has a serious procrastination disorder, and as long as he opens the web page in front of the computer in his unit, he can watch it for hours whether it is a game that pops up or a news website. He had a QQ number before, but as long as he opened it, he could chat all day, and it took two hours to prepare for Q to say goodbye to netizens, and it turned out that he was the last to get off work every day.

At first, the leaders of the bureau thought that he worked overtime every day, and often praised him at meetings, but later he was secretly reported by his colleagues, saying that he was playing all day, and the leaders still didn't believe him. Later, the unit installed software monitoring, only to find that Mr. was playing games and reading web pages every day, and rarely worked, and never trusted him again. If it weren't for the face of that gentleman's father, I'm afraid I wouldn't even be able to keep the establishment.

Later, the gentleman got married and had children, but the procrastination became more and more serious. Whatever needs to be done at some point, he can never do. From sleeping on time, picking up children, and making appointments, to catching trains and planes, and going on business trips, there are no exceptions. The kid's school was just across the road, but he would always pick up late. I made an appointment with my friends and classmates to meet at a few o'clock, and when the time came, he had not yet left the house, so many people no longer interacted with him. Whoever asks him to do something, he will never move if he doesn't call it six or seven times, even though he doesn't have anything to do. The things arranged by the leader are always delayed until the last few minutes, and the result is not good enough every time.

Even with so many problems, Mr. Na still feels good about himself, because a colleague has been dragged down by Mr. Na and hates him very much, but he always praises him in front of people, saying that Lao Na is really awesome and so smart. If someone wants to do something in a few hours, he can do it in a few minutes, even if he only completes half of it, he is much better than ordinary people. Over time, Mr. Na thought the same thing, and he firmly believed it. He thinks he's a very smart guy who just needs to start doing anything at the last minute.

Later, when the gentleman had finally made up his mind to turn off the computer and get up to sleep, a voice in his heart told him, "You have procrastination, so you definitely can't go to sleep." So the gentleman stopped moving, and subconsciously told himself that I had procrastination, and of course I couldn't get up.

The lady said: "I have been tormented by this problem of the old man, and last year I proposed to divorce him unless he went to the hospital for treatment. Not only did he disagree, but even his parents and sister said that how could this be considered a disease, who didn't have a little problem. As a result, I had a lot of troubles, and if it weren't for the fear that the child would not have relied on, I would have left a long time ago! ”

After listening to her story, a chill rose in my heart, I didn't expect that there were people in the world with such serious procrastination. I asked, "Did you find someone to help him figure it out?" "Atammud.

"Of course," said the lady, "the husband of an old classmate of mine is a psychological counselor, and I asked him to come and talk to him, and finally he made up his mind to stop chatting on QQ, not watching TV, not reading books, not contacting classmates and friends, and rarely even calling his mobile phone." But it's useless, because he has to use a computer to go to work, as long as he turns on the computer, he wants to surf the Internet, and when he opens the web page, other pages pop up, no matter what the content, it can cost him hours. ”