Zhou Xin leaned back, his middle-aged thin face was stunned, and stammered, "You, you, what do you mean?"
Gu Qingrong's expression was faint and bluntly said: "I am sorry to say that you have always apologized to the organizers for me."
"You know, sorry?" Zhou Xin stared at him. The indignation did not disperse. Qu Zhi knocked a few times on the table. "Gu Qingrong, tell you the truth. You are the most willful of all the short track speed skating students I have ever taught!"
Look at this, isn't this the same as what teachers often say to us, "You are the worst class I have ever taught"?
Gu Qingrong frowned and looked at Zhou Xin with apologies in his eyes. As a result, it was irritating to say it-
"Then maybe you have to see that I have been willful."
"..."
Finally, Gu Qingrong was kicked out of the office by the coach.
*
Zhou Xin's office is located in the ice rink. First, it is convenient to train students at any time. Second, his job is to be a coach in charge of short track speed skating.
At present, there are six young athletes studying short track speed skating as a team in the whole A university. There are boys and girls from different majors.
For example, some study architectural design, some study sports, some study medicine, some study hotel management or logistics, and so on.
Zhou Xin adjusted the teaching time and place according to the curriculum arranged by the school and the class situation of each student's respective major.
The time of classes every week is irregular, but the teaching time must be up to standard.
The rest of the time, everyone trains and studies by themselves.
*
When Gu Qingrong came out of Zhou Xin's office, it was already around 5 pm.
It's time for dinner. Gu Qingrong went back to the dormitory to take a bath. After changing into clean clothes, he planned to eat.
Roommate fat man is still lying on the second floor bed, covered with quilt, with a computer on his chest. I don't know what I'm looking at, and I'm sleepy.
Gu Qingrong came out of the bathroom and didn't see the other two roommates. He only saw him wake up and asked, "Am I clamoring for you?"
The fat man shook his head, his eyelids drooped, his eyes were blue and black, his nostrils were stuffed with paper, and his voice was hoarse: "Hongrong Baby, are you going to eat later?"
Gu Qingrong was shocked: "Have you caught a cold? How did the sound look like this?"
"Well, it's not serious. When you come back, help me bring food and buy some cold medicine. I will transfer it to you on WeChat."
"Good."
Gu Qingrong changed his clothes and was about to go out with the key when he was suddenly stopped by the fat man: "How is your architectural design homework going? Come back and copy it for me."
Gu Qingrong's body was stiff. He looked back at the fat man stupefied and asked in a trembling voice, "Is there... homework?"
"Lie trough, you don't know?!" The fat man sat up in surprise.