Crazy Psychologist

Hu Peng wanted to reply to this curse-free complaint, but he was really wronged, so he could only endure it.

It’s fine if the aunt doesn’t say it. The aunt’s words awakened a neuron in Hu Peng’s brain. Now, Hu Peng’s mind is filled with the sounds of getting off, getting off, getting off the car.

Go back and have a look, if there is really no lock, the notebook is worthless, but it is such an easy-to-handle thing on the table, the thief will not ignore it.

Just put it in your bag or hold it in your hand and take it away.

Although there are surveillance cameras in the corridors and in the community, will the police really go to great lengths to catch the thief for this little money?

In the end, it has nothing to do with money, but mainly the work materials and photos inside. If these things are gone, the accumulation of teaching over the years will not be recovered.

I blame myself for not having the habit of backing up the hard disk, or uploading to the cloud disk is also a good habit.

At least not so nervous now.

The more nervous he was, the thief easily opened the door and walked into the living room and bedroom, sitting on the sofa at home and looking at every place in his room, just like looking at a person without clothes.

This feeling made Hu Peng's face flushed, but his back was sweating profusely.

When the cold wind from the air conditioner in the subway blows, the shirts are all stuck to the back, and it is cold for a while.

He shivered, and when he arrived at the station, he was muttered by the aunt behind him again.

"Get out of the car? What's the matter with you?"

Auntie blocked Hu Peng with her hand, and got off the subway with an LV bag and a canvas bag that were hard to tell.

Someone next to him glanced at Hu Peng again, then lowered his head and swiped his phone.

The person sitting on the chair does not know the hard work of the standing person.

This is the case with the subway in the morning rush hour.

There are still three stops before arriving at school, but Hu Peng’s mood is getting more and more nervous. If there is still time to get off at the next stop, he may be late for five minutes, just five minutes. Nothing serious will happen in the class. He doesn't join classes at school, so the kids are fine.

If you get off at the next stop, you can take the subway in the opposite direction on the opposite side, without going up and down the stairs to detour to the other side.

This is the most time-saving.

Hu Peng got off the train at this station a week ago because of the same worries. Just as the subways on both sides entered the station at the same time, he got into the opposite subway like a mouse. Although the door was locked well after returning home, he He didn't regret it at all, because if he didn't do this, he wouldn't be comfortable all day, and he wouldn't be able to concentrate.

This time, he struggled for a long time. At the moment when he finally arrived at the station, Hu Peng hugged his work bag tightly, rushed out of the subway, and squeezed in before the siren sounded to close the door on the opposite side.

He was looked at again, it is very uncivilized, unsafe and disrespectful to rush into a subway car when the siren is sounding.

But Hu Peng couldn't care so much anymore. After stepping into the subway in the opposite direction, Hu Peng finally took a breath.

After arriving at the school, it was indeed only 6 minutes late, but during these six minutes, because Liu Yitong vomited, the small cadres in the class called the health teacher and the deputy head teacher very seriously, responsibly and sensiblely, and shouted at the door of the office, "Mr. Li, Liu Yitong vomited. No, Teacher Hu is not in the classroom, come and take a look."

The head of the grade also heard the shout. When Li Yun walked into the classroom, the boys were running around in a small train, and the girls surrounded Liu Yitong and pretended to be doctors and nurses. In the end, no one heard the bell for morning exercises. During morning exercises at eight o'clock, no one from Class 3 of the second grade came to the playground. The second grade area was like a piece of cake being eaten by a mouse. It was impossible for no one to notice.

Now Quan Xiao knew that Class 3 of the second grade did not participate in the morning exercises. Song Han from the personnel department was notoriously strict.

[Learn to be a teacher, be a model], do you remember this school motto?

of course I remember.

Teacher Hu's attendance has not been very good recently. He has been late several times. If he can't take early self-study, he should communicate with the deputy head teacher in advance. Otherwise, besides deducting his full attendance bonus, it will also affect the grade assessment.

We are a collective.

[Collective honor] is not just for educating students, teachers should lead by example. It is true that elementary school teachers go to work early, but they also leave work early, right?

Mr. Hu is a young and middle-aged backbone teacher, and he is going to be sent to the city to participate in the selection of outstanding young teachers. Each school only has two nominations. If it is normal, it will be fine. It is a bit embarrassing for such a thing to happen at this time. .

Right, right, right.

Ah, how could anyone dare to marry such a woman.

After being in school for a long time, I really feel that no matter how cute a girl is, she is no match for being stared at by such a non-teaching person every day. Sooner or later, she will not be as naive and idealistic as she was when she first came to school.

What kind of outstanding young teachers and the like, even if they are selected, it is an honor. It can neither increase the bonus nor reduce the workload. If it is not done well, it will increase the workload.

It's not that Hu Peng doesn't love his current job~www.wuxiahere.com~ but he is indeed not as enthusiastic as he was at the beginning.

Let's talk about burnout, I have to admit, somewhat.

"Headache?"

The doctor pushed back his glasses and looked at the computer screen.

Hu Peng shook his head, "Sometimes, but the main symptom is not a headache."

"So sleep is not good? What are the symptoms?"

The doctor is a little impatient.

"I can't say it well. I just think about one thing, or just keep thinking about it and can't stop."

"What was that like?"

The doctor looked at Hu Peng up and down. Hu Peng is sick. Although the color of his skin is not fair, there are no bumps or acne. Hu Peng usually doesn't like to grow a beard. It looks neat and smooth, but it has been a little dry since autumn, and a small ulcer developed on the corner of the mouth because of eating spicy hot pot last week.

Since the new school started, the teaching and research work has been a little busy, and the dark circles under the eyes are still a little obvious.

The hairline has not changed significantly, in short, he looks like a healthy 37-year-old man.

The doctor was a few years older than Hu Peng, and after a while, seeing that Hu Peng couldn't explain his symptoms clearly, his brows gradually tightened.

There were more than 20 patients lined up behind, and Hu Peng felt a little uneasy sitting on the chair.

"How should I say it?" Hu Peng asked himself.

"Well, it's okay, let's talk slowly, do you have any endocrine problems, are you married?"

marry? Of course not, there is no time to fall in love and hang out with that group of brats all day long. Although there are young college graduates who come to be teachers every year in the school, most of them already have boyfriends. Have a lot of love objects.