Insomnia

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William James said that our civilization was built on huge slaughterhouses.

Tao Ling remembered this sentence inopportunely in autumn.

It was too noisy in the office, the phone was ringing back and forth, hung up, hung up and came back, and all kinds of students and teachers kept coming in to ask questions.

Today is the day of the re-examination of the Provincial University Insurance Research Institute. The written test will be held at ten o'clock. Before the written test, the examination fee of 300 yuan has to be paid. However, there is a problem with the campus network. There are about ten students. The information is not available.

Considering the failure of online payment, I informed those who could not pay in advance to bring their cards, and the students were rushing to the office right now.

Go to your mom's top university, go to your mom's job, go to your mom's fall.

Tao Ling pushed on his glasses, sat in front of the computer and asked, "Test number, name, undergraduate institution, newspaper."

After checking the list of unpaid bills, the backstage finally spit out the swallowed information, and the finance teacher called again, saying that it is better to choose online payment. Tao Ling had to give up his computer and let the students log in and pay the fees one by one.

After half an hour of hustle and bustle, it was finally quiet. I thought I would be free, but when I turned around, I saw a little girl with short hair still standing there.

"Why?" Tao Ling asked.

The inexplicable anxiety was circling in his heart, but Tao Ling didn't notice his emotions at all. When he spoke, his tone seemed to be not very good.

"Teacher, my information is still missing," she whispered.

Tao Ling's heart softened when he saw this, but he was a little embarrassed to instantly let go of his indifference, and his tone was half-hard: "Come on again."

He got up and moved away from the student, pushed the chair to signal her to sit, but the little girl didn't dare to move, so she just bent down to log in again, and the information interface was still blank.

Tao Ling was looking at the interface when the academic teacher from the college next to him came over: "Teacher Tao, look, there is one left."

The girl raised her hand cautiously: "Teacher, I'm still left, I can't find the information interface..."

Tao Ling took the list from the teaching affairs teacher, glanced at the girl, and finally said with a sigh, "It doesn't matter, there is still half an hour before the written test, you go to the big classroom first, this is the problem of the system and not yours, The cost is not important, don't affect your exam."

The girl nodded hurriedly. She was calm just now, but now it looks like she is about to cry.

Tao Ling waved at her: "Go, come on."

The office finally quieted down completely. Tao Ling called the Information Office, then sank into the chair and lost his words for a while.

Another teacher looked at him in a daze, and said with a smile, "Student work is difficult. You have just started, and it will be smooth in the future. But you have to be busy for two months every year."

"Thank you, Teacher Zhang." Tao Ling responded, rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, and opened the form he was doing just now.

After graduation, it is not easy to stay in the school. According to the provincial rule, the students of this school must first go to the administrative post to stay in the school. Who would have thought that a Ph.D. in the Institute of Religion would end up spending time in a student working group.

go to work.

The morning ended with a stumbling, and in the afternoon, the Information Office finally gave feedback. Tao Ling took the credit card machine and went to the door of the teaching and research room of Literature and Art to find someone.

Passing through the long corridor, all the students waiting for the exam looked at him, Tao Ling felt like a beggar, but despite this, he was still walking with wind.

What bystanders saw was the real wind, but Tao Ling knew best that in fact, his wind was almost the same as running away.

However, his face remained expressionless, and he changed his attitude from being at a loss to being cold and rigid.

Finally found the girl with missing information in the morning. Watching her finish swiping her card, Tao Ling ticked off the list. After entering it on the computer, today's work can be completely over.

Going around to the end of the corridor behind the religious center, there was no one around, Tao Ling let out a sigh of relief.

The administrative building of the Faculty of Arts was next to the west gate, and the window beside Tao Ling was facing a large road. He looked up and saw a new flower shop opened on the corner of the road.

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