The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

Hey, Jason, you're finally here! Sitting on the seat, the little slippery man beckoned to Jason, then pointed to the seat next to him, and said, Come on! I've reserved a good seat for you, here But the front row is very close to the teacher, and the drawings can be seen clearly!

Oh, okay, I'm here. Jason was a little dazed, he put down the burrito in his hand, and the little slippery head took it, and when he touched the burrito, he said, Uh, why is it a bit cold? But It's okay, you know, I don't like to eat too hot, but why did you take so long for your breakfast? Almost an hour?

Well, I... Jason said stutteringly, When I was having breakfast, I met a professor, that Professor Schiller.

The little slippery man showed a surprised expression, and said, He made things difficult for you? He won't freeze you into ice, will he?

Jason shook his head and said, That's not true. I had a pleasant chat with him, um, but before he left, he suggested that I change my major.

Little Slick opened his eyes wide and said, Don't you want to learn how to repair cars? We agreed to invent cars together...

Of course. Jason sat down, put his arm around the little slippery shoulder, and said to him, I'm very loyal.

The little slippery head pulled his hand away and said, Come on, Jason, don't I know you yet? Actually, you don't like repairing cars at all, do you? I saw you secretly falling asleep during class yesterday. gone.

Not really. Jason said with some embarrassment: However, he said that psychology can answer some of my questions, those weird questions I told you before...

Oh, what are you talking about, the poor and the rich, and where does the money come from? The little slippery head scratched his head and said, I haven't studied psychology, so I don't know what it's about, but, That professor shouldn't lie to you, right?

I think so too. Before, he told us that the courses here will make you more interested, and it turned out to be true, and he didn't need to lie to me specifically.

Then are you going to go? Little Slick asked, and he said, I don't want to stop you, but I think that subject may be difficult, do you really understand it?

Then, the little slippery head looked left and right, and said in a low voice: I heard that Bruce Wayne will be repaired in his hands, and you will definitely be scolded miserably!

Jason shivered, and said with some hesitation: That's true. If Bruce Wayne is really Batman, then he must be very powerful. If he can't even graduate, can I really do it?

Besides, there is another question. The little slick said very seriously: Now, there is no such major in the technical school. Where do you want to transfer? Do you want to go to this college? But there are many foreign students in this college. Students, you don't know them at all, maybe they will embarrass you...

Jason's expression became even more hesitant. At this moment, the whole class heard two coughs from the back of their seats. Everyone was sitting upright, not daring to whisper anymore.

Schiller sat down and picked up his notebook for lectures. Before the teacher started speaking, he stood up, nodded to the two seats in the front row, and said: You two sit separately, don't think I didn't see it, you just now chatting.

The little slippery and Jason who were pointed out both gritted their teeth, and quickly sat down at the two ends of the row. The little slippery winked at him, which meant, Look, I said he's not easy to deal with. .”

Jason shrugged and grimaced, and they both laughed.

Soon, the morning class was over, and the little slippery man felt that he had gained a lot. Combining today's knowledge, he finally understood yesterday's difficulty. Jason also learned a lot, he slept soundly, and in his dream Had a great meal.

When it was time for lunch, before going out, Jason saw Schiller, who was standing in the back row, beckoning to him, Jason waved to the little slippery head and said, You go and eat first, I'll wait It will pass.

He stepped forward and asked, Professor Schiller, what's the matter? What's the matter?

It's nothing, what are you going to eat at noon? Schiller walked out while packing his things, Jason followed behind him and scratched his head, and said, It's the things in the student cafeteria, I want to eat a big hamburger, come again A bean soup...

It's not healthy to eat those things all the time. Let's go. I'll take you to the teacher's restaurant. You'll like the lamb ribs there. Schiller walked quickly to the door. Jason hesitated and said, The teacher's restaurant Isn't it for the teacher to eat? It's not good for me to go in...

It doesn't matter, there will be teachers and students there. Schiller looked back at him and said, Did you know that there is a dish that is famous in Gotham, and it is more famous than the most famous Italian restaurant in the North District? Everything is delicious, it's traditional Italian steak with grilled vegetables...

The steak is just right, and the juice will flow out when you cut it. The best thing is the roasted vegetables. There is no broccoli in it, which I don't like. The other dishes are delicious. Do you like broccoli?

Jason's features were all wrinkled together, and he said, No, that's horrible, that's the worst vegetable in the world.

It seems that in this regard, we have a common language.

While chatting, the two came to the classroom restaurant. In fact, this place is closer than the student cafeteria.

The teacher's restaurant and the cafeteria are completely two styles. The teacher's restaurant is closer to the outside restaurant. The decoration is very luxurious and quite tasteful. The dark brown floor is calm and stylish, and the wine red velvet curtains and the divine red round wooden tables and chairs complement each other , the light of the metal tableware and the lights reflect each other from a distance.

More importantly, the teaching staff who ate here had an aura that Jason had never seen before, and it was rare to see this kind of aura in Gotham people, but he had to admit that he liked it here, here There is a reassuring vibe.

Schiller brought Jason to the front desk, and he said, I have an appointment. This is one of my students. I'll bring him over for a meal. Please register for us. By the way, I'll ask the waiter to order later. , I still have guests.

The waiter at the front desk nodded, showed a smile, and said, Okay, Professor, can I order your food in ten minutes?

Schiller nodded, and led Jason to sit down. As he walked through the tables and chairs, Jason's head kept turning, curious about everything here.

When the waiter brought the water glass and napkin, Jason twisted awkwardly on the chair and said, Professor Schiller, is it okay for me to sit here? I think everyone else...

You don't need to look at other people. They are here to eat, not to see you. If you really feel uncomfortable, you can try to say hello to them.

Jason shook his head vigorously, but he still looked at the guests at the table next to him curiously, and when an old lady on the opposite side met his eyes, she smiled at him and nodded.

Jason quickly turned his head around, and then covered his mouth with his hands. Schiller smiled and said, Don't be nervous, that's Mrs. Pince. The person opposite him is Professor Andre from our school, a professor of materials science.

Jason took a deep breath, then turned his head and said, Hello.

Professor Andre has a big beard. He stroked his beard, turned to Schiller and said with a smile: He is not afraid of you, but he is afraid of us. It seems that your prestige needs to be improved.

Shut up. Mrs. Pince also said with a smile, If his prestige increases, no one will dare to come to school!

The three laughed together, but Jason didn't know what they were laughing at. He lowered his head and fiddled with the corner of his clothes, and then said to Schiller: I don't know why, but I always feel that the language used by people here It doesn't seem to be English...

Can't you understand the words we speak? Schiller asked.

No, I just feel that the way you speak is different from what I usually hear, and I don't know what you should say, but I always feel a little awkward. Jason rubbed his hands and said.

Maybe you are hungry. Schiller tapped the bell beside the table lightly with his finger, and the bell made a crisp sound. The waiter closest to here turned around and said, Professor, please wait a moment.

After a while, he came up with the menu, and at this time, Victor came over, sat opposite to Schiller, and said, Sorry, I'm a bit late, there are two graduate students, I want to If I ask for leave for an internship, I have to confirm their opening report first, otherwise I won’t be able to finish the thesis by then.”

It's okay, we are ordering. Schiller took the menu and ordered a few dishes. He handed the menu to Victor again. After Victor finished ordering, he handed the menu to Jason. He looked at Schiller and asked, Why did you bring him here? Does he have no class in the afternoon?

The practical class in the afternoon is not too important. Anyway, he didn't listen to it at all in the morning.

Uh, I listened! Jason said immediately, Schiller looked at him and said, Oh? Really? So what did the teacher say this morning?

Hmm... Jason tried his best to recall, and said, Tell me... probably... um... the transmission system of the wheels?

That was yesterday's class. Schiller shook his head and said, But it doesn't matter. Not everyone has to learn how to repair a car. For example, I don't know how to do it.

Victor shook his head and laughed twice, and said, You didn't have that attitude yesterday, who said in the office yesterday that if every kid in Gotham can learn how to fix a car, then this is the next Detroit?

Really? I don't remember, maybe it's because I didn't sleep last night, okay...Okay, Jason, look at the menu, if there is anything you like, give it to me after ordering. Schiller Talk about him from left to right.

Oh, I can't understand these words a little bit, and I don't have anything special to eat, as long as there is meat.

Jason returned the menu to Schiller Schiller, and handed the menu back to the waiter. After a while, steaming dishes filled the table, including grilled lamb ribs, Italian grilled steak, Spanish risotto, creamed spinach, split pea soup and more.

Jason didn't feel hungry at first, but after these dishes he had never seen before were served, he immediately felt hungry.

However, he was not in a hurry to eat, but observed the movements of Schiller and Victor.

Seeing them bring napkins and pick up knives and forks, Jason followed suit. Although it was his first time visiting such a restaurant, he couldn't tell at all that he was a child from the slums, but he seemed to be accepted at a missionary school. The appearance of having passed that set of etiquette education.

Victor flirted with Schiller, and Schiller nodded slightly. Then, Victor asked, How is Bruce's thesis going? I think you have had a headache in the past few days.

Schiller sighed, split a piece of lamb ribs with a fork, and said: Punctuation and formatting are fine, but there are new problems. I hope he doesn't expand too much. But he just likes to write it that way.

I finished correcting one article, but the second article is still the same. I really don't know whether it should be said that his thinking is too active, or he is not concentrating at all.

How many times has he revised the paper he handed in last week? I remember, it must have been five times? Victor stuck a piece of mushroom into his mouth and said, Those students who are going to practice, I have just written the opening report, and I really doubt whether they will be able to hand in the thesis on time before graduation?

Schiller put down his fork, made a sign of the cross on his chest, and said: God bless, there will be no more than ten delays this year. If this continues, the classroom will almost have no room. ·

Jason listened to the conversation between the two while eating. He found it very novel. This was a topic he had never heard in Gotham.

He thought, would such vocabulary as studying, reading, writing a thesis, and graduating really appear in his life?

Can he really sit in the classroom one day and concentrate on reading without worrying about the next meal?

This is crazy, Jason thinks, he used to think Gotham had too many lunatics and it wouldn't be half as good without them.

But today, he felt that he was also a little crazy.