Anyone who can be remembered is undoubtedly a very important person, but the old dean failed to remember Chang Xiyuan.
Obviously, his sense of existence in the old dean's mind is close to zero.
Fortunately, Chang Xiyuan is not discouraged by this.
After all, he also knows that there are so many students in Shangli College.
There are even more freshmen every year.
It is impossible for the senior management of the college to focus on this aspect. .
If the senior management is required to register every student correctly, then there is no need to do other things in the college.
Just holding the student roster can occupy all the time every day.
Not to mention the existence of the old dean, even if you randomly select the dean in charge of each class of students, you will probably get rid of the most dazzling students in the grade, and the rest will not be able to name two names. .
Chang Xiyuan knew how much energy it took to remember a person's name, so he could understand the old dean very well.
But he understood, but it was really heart-breaking for him to face the fact that in the eyes of the old dean, he was just a passerby who was so ordinary that he didn't even have to spend energy to remember.
However, considering that his position was not enough to show the slightest bit of temper in front of the old dean, Chang Xiyuan could only answer the old dean's question truthfully.
As for the slight hint of resentment in his tone, Chang Xiyuan had no idea whether he was seen by the other party, "It has been several years since I graduated, and then I directly chose to stay in Shang Li to teach...
Haha, I can only say that I have always had better luck. ” Chang Xiyuan was a little humbled.
In fact, any graduate who was qualified to stay and work in the college must be the most capable in that class.
"Not bad, not bad.
Whether Shang Li can still maintain his glory in the mainland for thousands of years in the future depends on you, the younger generation.
You are very good.
Choosing to stay is a contribution to the college."
The old dean opened his mouth with words.
I don’t know if it’s because I talk so much on weekdays that it flows so smoothly.
Any teacher who has had many interactions with the people above can often directly filter out that long list of lengthy and useless words.
Chang Xiyuan was very experienced in the same experience, because he was like this when facing the freshmen director Huang Kehan.
Without saying a word, he first arranged all kinds of flattery in order, and then cleared his mind for a while, and then talked about the reaction problem after the routine "teaching" was over.
Of course, he didn't dare to be so perfunctory when facing the old dean Chang Xiyuan at this time, so Chang Xiyuan could only listen word for word, knowing that what the other party said was a cliche, and he definitely didn't dare to miss any of it.
One word, otherwise if the old dean got crazy and wanted to randomly question him, he would be completely blind.
Chang Xiyuan tried his best to understand the true meaning of every sentence in the old dean's words, so much so that he became confused after listening to a long list of words.
"Old Dean, you are too flattering to me.
Now that you are on the rise, it is not a problem to be in charge of Shang Li for another hundred and eighty years.
The future of Shang Li is indispensable...
Thanks to your guidance, my current abilities have reached where I am now, and there is still a long way to go in the future."
Chang Xiyuan still praised me, and finally couldn't help but ask why he came here. xx4911131: