Shock!My crush wants to give me party lessons

This class was not as bad as imagined.

Everyone gave him a lot of encouragement and suggestions, Chen Yi took a pen to write down one by one, and revised his speech.

It was rare for Ji Boyan not to hit him, so he opened an instant call and proofread each sentence with him.

After sorting it out, Chen Yi looked at his manuscript. The one-hour lecture manuscript was originally only more than 3000 words. In fact, many problems that appeared during class were latent. After all, the target groups are different, and the narrative to be expressed must also be improvise.

Ji Boyan tapped on the keyboard: Haven't you taught classes in your major?

Chen Yi: emmm...Although I major in Chinese language and literature, my major is secretarial.

Ji Boyan clicked his tongue: The secretary's application draft is so bad?

Chen Yi: ... I am actually more inclined towards literature.

Ji Boyan was silent for a while: Then you are lucky to have graduated.

Chen Yi didn't answer the question, and was revising seriously. Ji Boyan suddenly asked a political term, and Chen Yi couldn't answer it for a while, and was a little impatient.

Ji Boyan: I remember I told you this last time.

Chen Yi: Yes...but I may still not be able to digest it.

Ji Boyan: Then delete it, and see if other nouns can be sorted out now.

Chen Yi: emmm

He began to tell Ji Boyan one by one nouns, and he could guess the expression on Ji Boyan's stinky face even through the network cable.

Ji Boyan shook his head: You can barely explain the surplus value and historical materialism.

Chen Yi: ...it seems so.

Ji Boyan: Are the others really difficult to grasp?

Chen Yi: Maybe I...are not interested in this aspect.

Ji Boyan: Then delete them all.

Chen Yi: Huh?Will it last an hour like this?

Ji Boyan: You've been rambling on in the group for an hour and a half, and it's okay to delete the theory. One hour is enough no matter how you look at it.

Chen Yi: ...why do I feel so nervous.

Ji Boyan: Party class, unless you speak very interestingly, the gap is almost the same, as long as you tell them what you know, and then let them listen to it. Of course, the premise is that you know it, and there can be no mistakes.

Chen Yi: ...I think Marx is very boring.

Ji Boyan: That's for sure. If a great man is interesting, he is not a great man.

Chen Yi: Ah...Young people really hate this kind of thing. They are high-spirited. Obviously, whether it is their life or education, they are no different from ordinary people.

Ji Boyan: Human nature?I do think he's quite interesting.

Chen Yi: Huh?Why.

Ji Boyan: A lunatic perseveres in fulfilling his dream. Although there are detours in between, but fortunately someone brought him back, isn't it interesting?

Chen Yi: ...Maybe the two of us didn't mean to get together.

Ji Boyan: Do you want to buy yourself a stick of incense and say goodbye, maybe you will be like Marx in the future.

Chen Yi curled his lips: Is it a workplace killer... Wherever you go, the unit will collapse.

Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration and howled twice: Brother Ji, brother Ji!

Ji Boyan: What are you doing?

Chen Yi: Has anyone written a resume for Marx?

Ji Boyan: What resume?Write a resume for Max?

Chen Yi slapped the table: Wow, if you don't even know, then probably no one will write it!

Ji Boyan: ...I'm not Bai Xiaosheng, tell me, what came to mind.

Chen Yi: From a resume in the 19th century, the author, Marx.

Ji Boyan smiled: Then get it out and have a look.

Chen Yiyi started humming a little tune at night to find resume templates. When he first wrote his resume, he was annoyed that his life was too mediocre, and he couldn’t even fit two pages into his resume. Now, let’s write a resume for Marx. At least you can write a blockbuster.

Early the next morning, Chen Yi handed over Marx's resume and was very disturbed.

Ji Boyan glanced at it, then made a decision: put it in, and change the content of the speech.

Chen Yi: emmm how to change.

Ji Boyan: Just say that great people are not perfect, their educational experience and life background have a great influence on their creation.Similarly, these educational experiences, life background, and achievements are placed on us young people, which is a specific resume. Through the resume, we can get a glimpse of this person's initial appearance, so this time, we are Marx, this person. The spiritual leader of the proletariat, also wrote a resume from the nineteenth century.

Chen Yi: Then just let me talk nonsense?

Ji Boyan: Just don't make mistakes, just talk about it as you like, next week, I will make an appointment for you to try your hands in the community.

At this time, Chen Yi began to think of retreating again: Is it too rushed... I don't have the courage to face the community secretary...

Ji Boyan: Right next to us, they are our brainless fans. Even if you call it a piece of shit, they will cheer and say that shit is delicious.

Chen Yi: ...Brother Ji is about to order dinner, can you stop mentioning such things that affect your appetite.

Ji Boyan: Anyway, that's it. I've arranged three games for you this month, and you can watch them yourself.

Chen Yi: Oh oh...

Ji Boyan suddenly remembered something and stared at Chen.

Chen Yi's scalp was numb when he was seen: Brother Ji, you talk, and you look at me like this, I always feel that I did something wrong.

Ji Boyan said lightly: You are going to class, don't you have formal clothes?I see you have been here for so long, you are all T-shirts or something.

Chen Yi: ...I don't think there is anything formal.

Ji Boyan: I have to cut my hair too, so I look like a student.

Chen Yi: ...I just graduated not long ago.

Ji Boyan: You are going to be in class now, who cares how long you have graduated and whether you are free this weekend.

Chen Yi: Yes!

Ji Boyan: Then I'll take you to buy clothes.

Chen Yi: Huh? !