If life had a starting line, someone was born in Rome

Chapter 257 Parents complain? Don't pass your anxiety to your children! (-in-)

In Xiangzhang Village, among the bamboo forests all over the mountains and plains, the figures of children shuttle dexterously among them.

From time to time there was the rustle of bamboo falling to the ground and the laughter of children.

One by one, thick bamboo poles were transported to the open space of the commune.

There were already elderly people with limited legs and feet but who could still hold a knife waiting there.

The round bamboo poles turned into thin bamboo strips in their hands.

And the bamboo strips, distributed to other people's hands, gradually turned into small bamboo baskets.

Even Lin Feng was weaving bamboo baskets deftly in the open space of the commune.

The audience in Lin's live broadcast room was amazed.

"I didn't expect that Teacher Lin can actually bamboo weave!"

"Without this scene, I almost forgot that Teacher Lin is also a child from a rural area."

"There are so many books related to bamboo weaving in the school library. I think Teacher Lin knows a lot of tricks."

"You don't necessarily learn it from reading books. There are lush bamboo forests in Xiangzhang Village, and it seems that everyone has some knowledge of this technique."

"Being in a rural area, it's not convenient to buy things, so I usually make myself self-sufficient. I know how to make some bamboo baskets and baskets. It's normal."

"I didn't expect Teacher Lin to attach great importance to this bamboo basket."

"..."

Amidst the discussion of the audience, a small and exquisite bamboo basket was born in Lin Feng's hand.

He casually put it into the pile of finished bamboo baskets, then picked up the bamboo strips and prepared to continue weaving.

At this moment, Lin Feng saw a sneaky figure out of the corner of his eye. He sneaked closer and stuffed the bamboo basket he had just knitted into his arms.

Lin Feng was speechless and coughed twice:

"Wu Peng, what are you doing?"

Seeing that his actions were exposed, Wu Peng simply picked up the bamboo basket and said:

"Teacher Lin, this is the bamboo basket you knitted! I want to take it home as a souvenir."

Lin Feng took the strip and whipped it towards Wu Peng's butt, and said with a smile:

"You are really becoming more and more promising!"

Wu Peng jumped and dodged on the spot, looking like a dead pig not afraid of boiling water:

"Thank you for the compliment, teacher! Can I take this bamboo basket?"

Lin Feng shook his head helplessly and sat back:

“Teaching people how to fish is worse than teaching them how to fish…Wu Peng, do you want to learn bamboo weaving?”

Wu Peng scratched his head and leaned over:

"Is it difficult? If it's not difficult, I'll learn it."

"You can do it if you have the skills!"

Lin Feng knocked on his head.

Wu Peng grinned and nodded:

"Teacher, please teach me."

Lin Feng smiled and picked up the bamboo strips to explain.

At this moment, director Liu Yong rushed over.

"Teacher Lin, no luck, something happened to Zhou Zicheng!"

As soon as this voice came out, no matter how well-educated Lin Feng was, he couldn't help but feel anxious:

"what happened?!"

Not only was he anxious, but the viewers in the live broadcast room were also anxious.

"What happened? A security incident?!"

"Damn it, that kid has a lot of tricks up his sleeve!!"

"So what happened?!"

"..."

And Liu Yong, who was in the spotlight, put his hands on his waist, took a deep breath, and then handed over his mobile phone:

"There's something wrong with my thinking!"

"Zhou Zicheng's father called to tell him. You two should talk about it in detail!"

The anxious look on Lin Feng's face faded, and he glanced at Liu Yong with a dumbfounded look, shook his head, and took the phone.

"Hello? Is this Zhou Zicheng's father? I'm Lin Feng."

"Hello, Teacher Lin..."

When the two were chatting, the audience in the live broadcast room also breathed a sigh of relief.

"This director scares people to death, and it's not worth their lives!"

"That's right! I thought Zhou Zicheng had an accident at the factory!"

"Is there something wrong with my thinking? What can go wrong?"

"Did you have a fight with the factory director? Are you crying and asking to go home?"

"I don't know. Just listen to the conversation between Teacher Lin and the parents."

"..."

Everyone stood up and listened carefully to the conversation between Lin Feng and Zhou Deye.

After Zhou Deye recounted what he saw and heard at Daxing Timber Factory, he couldn't help complaining:

"Teacher Lin, please comment, how can any normal person think that assembly line work is used to relax the brain?"

"Besides, doesn't the brain become more useful the more it is used? They say that the brain is developed, and the word 'development' itself explains everything."

"It's better for Zhou Zicheng to just idle his brain and close it down!"

"In the long run, will this child become stupid?!"

The viewers in the live broadcast room heard Zhou Deye's complaints and felt that their cerebellum was beginning to shrink.

"???Did I hear it correctly? Zhou Zicheng preaches that working on the assembly line frees the mind and makes you relaxed?"

"Hahaha, after hearing Zhou Zicheng's father's description, I looked for this video. It's so funny!!"

"No, it's a joke. We have to pay attention! The signal behind this is not simple. Maybe the Waterloo of Teacher Lin's education career is coming!"

"What you said above is correct. I guess Teacher Lin originally wanted to send Zhou Zicheng to the factory to endure hardships, but now the child has fallen in love with this job, and the educational significance is gone!"

"Before, I thought Zhou Zicheng had no sense of existence, but now it seems that he will become the biggest dark horse of this show!"

"Look, Teacher Lin is frowning, and he is also worried!"

"..."

From the audience's perspective, Lin Feng frowned slightly, looking like he was worried about Zhou Zicheng.

But in fact, Lin Feng's frown had nothing to do with Zhou Zicheng.

"Dad Zhou Zicheng, I would like to ask, do you have any hobbies for leisure and entertainment? For example, drinking tea, listening to music, doing sports, etc."

"what?!"

After talking about a lot of worries, Zhou Deye scratched his head in confusion when he heard this question. What does this have to do with Zhou Zicheng's problem?

However, Teacher Lin must have a deep meaning when he asks this!

Zhou Deye answered cautiously:

"For leisure, I like to drink tea and take a walk... Teacher Lin, why do you ask this?"

Lin Feng smiled calmly and said:

"What are you thinking about when you drink tea or take a walk?"

Zhou Deye thought for a moment and said:

"Sometimes I think very complicatedly, thinking about all aspects of life, and sometimes I just empty my mind and think about nothing at all. They are two extremes."

Lin Feng paused for a moment and then said:

"When your mind is very confused, do you subconsciously want to drink tea and take a walk? In the process, your mind will slowly calm down?"

Zhou Deye nodded:

"Yes, Teacher Lin, how did you know?"

"Maybe we have the same hobbies? I happen to have some good Longjing tea here. I'll bring it to you later."

Lin Feng smiled helplessly and shook his head:

"No, no, no, that's not what I meant."

"What I'm trying to say is, everyone gets upset sometimes."

"When you find that you can't figure out your brain's thoughts, subconsciously perform some repetitive movements in other parts of your body to help your brain regain calm."

"Only when your brain calms down can you think better about what to do next."

"To calm your brain, everyone has a different time and different actions."

"It's like you are drinking tea or taking a walk, and Zhou Zicheng is letting you move your hands."    "There is essentially no difference between the two."

"So, don't think about it being complicated. It's about emptying your brain, closing yourself off, becoming stupid...it's just nonsense!"

"The top priority is that you don't disturb Zhou Zicheng and don't convey your anxiety to him."

"do you know?"

After Lin Feng finished speaking, Zhou Deye fell silent.

Because he found that he was indeed a little anxious about Zhou Zicheng.

"Teacher Lin, then I just don't do anything? Is this... okay?"

Zhou Deye asked carefully.

Lin Feng smiled slightly and replied:

"If you have to do something to feel at ease, I suggest you take an hour every day to stay in the live broadcast room and observe what Zhou Zicheng is doing."

"You can have your own judgment about this child's behavior. I would like to ask you to take out a paper and pen and record your thoughts."

"But these records are only for you to see for yourself."

Lin Feng said earnestly:

"Zhou Zicheng needs to sort out his thoughts, and you also need to sort out your own."

"In the meantime, please don't disturb each other."

For Lin Feng, he had already noticed Zhou Zicheng, a child, and his stubborn emphasis on efficiency.

A little person with a little head is always troubled no matter what time——

"Is this useful? How useful is it? Can it be used immediately?"

Behind this kind of thinking is the high expectations and demands of parents all year round.

If parents ask their children to do everything well and be considerate in the early stages of their children's growth, there will only be one result:

Children will worry a lot and overthink the pros and cons before starting to do something.

Therefore, helping Zhou Zicheng find his dream is just one of them.

I originally wanted to find a time to talk to Zhou Zicheng's parents.

Now that Zhou Zicheng's father has called, he might as well make a few calls.

After Zhou Deye listened to Lin Feng's words, he fell into a long silence.

Record your thoughts? Clearing your mind?

Could it be that I also have a problem in our family?

The audience in the live broadcast room looked at the interaction between the two and showed thoughtful expressions.

"Teacher Lin seems to be educating parents?"

"Be confident and get rid of it."

"So, what Teacher Lin was worried about just now was not Zhou Zicheng, but his father."

"Actually, emptying the brain is not as scary as his father said. Just like us, don't we also be in a daze? Zhou Zicheng was just in a daze, but he was still working on his hands."

"Actually, when I'm upset, I like to clean up the house. This is the same as when Zhou Zicheng clears his mind on the assembly line."

"That's right, we can't laugh at Zhou Zicheng, who doesn't?"

"On the contrary, Teacher Lin's request to Zhou Zicheng's father is intriguing."

"I wonder what changes will happen to this family after this phone call?"

“Can’t wait to see it!!”

"..."

The audience discussed it for a long time, but Zhou Deye still couldn't figure out whether there was something wrong with his family.

He also knew that it would make no sense to ask Teacher Lin directly about this question.

Because others have already given suggestions.

After a long while, he could only respond muffledly:

"Teacher Lin, I have remembered your suggestion. Then I will do it for a while and see the effect?"

Lin Feng smiled slightly and nodded:

"Ah."

Zhou Deye breathed a sigh of relief. He was worried, but after saying goodbye to Lin Feng briefly, he hung up the phone in a hurry.

Lin Feng returned the phone to director Liu Yong.

Liu Yong took the phone, touched his chin, and asked:

"Teacher Lin, is this the case with Zhou Zicheng?"

Lin Feng bent down, picked up a bamboo strip, handed it to Wu Peng casually, and then said:

“Haste makes waste, take your time.”

Liu Yong pursed his lips, then smiled in relief.

Teacher Lin said there was no need to rush, so why should I be anxious?

Anyway, it’s still early!

"Teacher Lin, you are busy, I will go back first."

After Liu Yong and Lin Feng said goodbye, they embarked on the road back.

Wu Peng looked at Director Liu's back, looked down at the bamboo strips in his hand that couldn't fit together, and said:

"Teacher Lin, how about I leave while you are busy??"

Lin Feng knocked on Wu Peng's head and smiled helplessly:

"Go."

"Oh yeah~"

Wu Peng put down the bamboo strips and ran away happily.

What kind of bamboo basket weaving can be done with hands?

Teacher Lin is deceiving people!

The viewers in the live broadcast room shook their heads and laughed when they saw Wu Peng escaping.

"This is the Waterloo of Mr. Lin's educational career [dog head]"

"Wu Peng, run back and put down the bamboo basket that Teacher Lin just made!"

"Hahahaha! It's so cute, it has no brain!"

"..."

Amid the joyful teasing of the audience, Lin Feng quietly continued to weave bamboo baskets.

After a while, Zhang Yunshu trotted over, holding a small notebook in his hand:

"Teacher Lin, I have already made a plan for the next live broadcast. Can you take a look?"

"Oh?"

Lin Feng raised his eyebrows, immediately put down the unfinished bamboo basket in his hand, and took the notebook with interest:

"let me see……"

Lin Feng lowered his head and looked at the notebook in Zhang Yunshu's hand. After a pause, he said:

"Talent products are available so soon?"

Zhang Yunshu nodded and explained:

"Through these two live broadcasts, I have figured out that what the audience wants may be very different from our original plan."

“So, instead of saying that you’re going to be perfectly prepared, it’s better to be reckless!”

"Let's talk about it after we run!"

Zhang Yunshu's look of taking everything lightly and doing whatever he didn't accept made Lin Feng chuckle.

He lowered his head, clicked on the two names on the notebook, and said:

"It's okay for Li Wen and Zhou Cong to sing, but we are a live broadcast room for selling goods, not a live broadcast room for talents."

"The theme should still not deviate. Don't sing in the live broadcast room. When it's over, say 'Thank you for coming' and ask customers to place orders."

"The teacher's suggestion is that you should explore your own characteristics and match them with your products to create unique competitiveness."

"do you know?"

Zhang Yunshu thought for a moment and nodded solemnly:

"Yeah, don't worry, teacher, we won't mess around and ruin the reputation we've worked so hard to build."

"I will definitely not do anything like online begging."

He nodded, returned the notebook to Zhang Yunshu, and said:

"Okay, once you figure it out, just go ahead and do it. The teacher will always support you."

"Ok!"

Zhang Yunshu smiled:

"The plan has been approved. I'm going to find two classmates here."

After saying that, Zhang Yunshu jumped up and ran to find someone.

Lin Feng looked at her back and smiled softly.

Everything is on track, good!

(End of this chapter)