Shock!My crush wants to give me party lessons

Here, Teacher Jin quickly sent Ji Boyan a ppt, about [-] pages, Ji Boyan's scalp tingled after flipping through it, and even he felt choked up when he looked at it. Chen Yi is going to heaven.

He deleted more than ten pages of purely theoretical stuff, sorted out the word order, thought about it, and secretly recorded a few small videos on the Internet.

That's enough for about an hour.

He sent the deleted ppt to Mr. Jin. Mr. Jin looked at the content and found that the general direction had not changed. He thought it was acceptable and said that he would spare some time this week to give them a lecture on Marxism.

Here, Chen Yi gnawed at Marx's life story, his head was dizzy, and his heart was unavoidably irritable.

Ahhhhh why does this man like to toss so much!Do not worry about work!

Do a good job of your academics, okay?

Chen Yi: Marx was less than 30 years old when he published the "Communist Manifesto"...Fuck!Just a few months away!

Ji Boyan's old god decided: overseas is counted as one year old.

Chen Yi: Hmph!Just to highlight him standing at thirty!

Ji Boyan: A person's experience will have an impact on his knowledge system.

Chen Yi: ... I can see that this scumbag's writings clearly have three stages!

Ji Boyan couldn't bear it: why did he become a scumbag.

Chen Yi dropped the document: Look at his wife, who gave birth to seven gourd babies for him, and only three survived in the end, and all four died of starvation and illness during the move and expulsion. Isn't that scumbag enough!A man doesn't even have the responsibility of being a father!

Ji Boyan rubbed his nose: the woman who silently pays behind the successful man.

Chen Yi picked up the file: Hmph!Engels is a fan of brains, thinking about giving money to Marx!

Ji Boyan patted him on the head: that's too much, that's called revolutionary friendship.

The two complained about Marxism to each other, and the time passed quickly. In a blink of an eye, it was the day when Teacher Jin came to the party and the masses to teach. The first person who was nervous was naturally Chen Yi.

Chen Yi, as a former liberal arts student in this city, naturally loves and hates Teacher Jin. Every time when Teacher Jin comes out of the entrance exam, his comprehensive score in literature must hover around 180, and if he can pass 40 in politics, he will be regarded as an adventurer in his ancestral grave. blue smoke.

But thanks to Mr. Jin's high-pressure policy on the liberal arts students in the city, Chen Yi felt like a piss when he took the examination room, and he wished he could write all his pens and pens. In the end, he got two hundred points, which was worthy of being punished by politics for three years. torment.

Teacher Jin specially brought him a small book, which contained anecdotes about Marx.

Ji Boyan sat next to him with a notebook, and the two began to listen to Mr. Jin explaining Marxism page by page.

From the theory of contradictions to the truth tested by practice, to historical materialism and surplus value, Chen Yi felt that he was sleepy again, so he pinched his thigh so hard that he almost cried out.

This is Mr. Jin who started with 800 yuan in politics!

It's a rare 1-on-1 opportunity. If a senior high school student finds out that he fell asleep in Mr. Jin's class, thousands of small eyes will poke him to death.

Teacher Jin spoke for 2 hours at the end, and Chen Yiquan had the attitude of "hmm, the teacher is right, it's because my consciousness is too low, not because the theory is too difficult, the example you gave, teacher, is great, and I have benefited a lot".

After seeing off Teacher Jin, Chen Yi was paralyzed on his seat, looking at Ji Boyan blankly: Brother Ji, am I still alive?

Ji Boyan took notes lightly: You can talk and live naturally.

Chen Yi: I think politics is a little bit scary, ah, so scary!

Ji Boyan thought for a while: Let's talk about it later.

Chen Yi: Right what?

Ji Boyan showed a harmless smile: about the content of this class.

Chen Yi: Ah, I'm dead.

Ji Boyan: A person's life is about trying.

Chen Yi: I'm already dead, so don't try it!

Ji Boyan: Then let's blow our bones to ashes.

He lifted Chen Yi's collar and dragged him upstairs unhurriedly.Behind the party group is a small pond. The weather is hot and humid. After a while, fish come out of the water and exhale, which looks very funny.

Chen Yi struggled for a while and got up: It's going to rain.

Ji Boyan: Did I tell you that I am bad at geography.

Chen Yi: ... How bad is it?

Ji Boyan: Only about 20 points in the college entrance examination.

Chen Yi: Brother Ji, are you kidding me...?

Ji Boyan tilted his head: Why are you joking, I am indeed bad at geography, it's just that.

He bared his white teeth: That year, I still got more than 210 points in the comprehensive essay, and almost a perfect score in history and politics.

Chen Yi was choked and sniffled: Hello Xueba, goodbye Xueba.

Chen Yi and Ji Boyan talked for the last afternoon. Ji Boyan filled in the general content, and sent a document to Chen Yi, asking him to prepare a speech, and the content was controlled within an hour.

Chen Yi scratched the back of his head in despair.

Speeches are also a type of practical writing!

Ji Boyan looked up: Oh, by the way, you are going to teach this class to the community secretary.

Chen Yi: What? !Are you joking!

Ji Boyan: If I'm joking, is it necessary to find Teacher Jin to teach you this class?

Chen Yi: But these community secretaries have better theoretical knowledge than me, brother Ji!

Ji Boyan: Can't you think about it, are they rubbish than you in any way?

Chen Yi: ... gossip?

Ji Boyan: Hehe, their level of gossip is also higher than yours.

Chen Yi: ... I'd better resign!This day is not for people! ! ! !

After all, Ji Boyan finally compromised.

He asked Chen Yi to give everyone the first class via WeChat. As for the lecturers, they were also old acquaintances, all the colleagues from the party and the masses plus Pei Jiu, Liu Yu'an from the Disciplinary Committee, and Dai Ju from the Publishing Bureau.

Before the class started in the evening, Ji Boyan specially sent out a large amount of red envelopes in the group, thanking everyone for showing their face to the class.

When Chen Yi turned on the mic, his voice was still trembling.

He coughed twice and said the first sentence.

"Hi everyone, I am Chen Yi from the Party-Mass Service Center. Thank you very much for listening to my "Sinicization of Marxism"."