Crazy Psychologist: Chapter 310 where is the class

Lack of training can only slowly accumulate experience in actual work, although...but there is no better way for the time being.

I don't know if there will be relevant development plans proposed by the medical system or universities at the "Mental Health Annual Conference" next year.

Mu Chun couldn't think of that much for the time being, and he already felt a little strange just thinking about these things.

Why do you feel that these things are related to yourself?

Don't you want to treat patients well, it is best to have more [props] and [talents], and have the opportunity to complete the task within ten years?

Huh, thinking of that task, Mu Chun's hands trembled when he checked out.

Money, why is it not enough? What a person I am who doesn’t know how to save. Why can I save so much money when I’m slim, and why can I only count on the basic salary every month? There are no additional bonus benefits.

Simply, it is as poor as a bottle of Baixue correction fluid.

After paying the money and sending the message to [Garden Bridge Detective Agency], Mu Chun bought a packaging box made of environmentally friendly materials with a one-dollar coin, and packed the vegetables and beef **** that were not in the pot and carried them in his hand.

Seeing that his father didn't waste food so much, Gong Hai gave him a thumbs up and praised: "Dad is really a good father who has always been diligent and thrifty."

Eh? Is this the same as Gong Hai's father?

It's not easy being a man in this city!

"Father, you just said you're going to the music school, can you go now?"

"No problem, let's go."

After leaving the hot pot restaurant, Mu Chun subconsciously turned to the right, and Gong Hai said behind him, "Dad, it's not that way. That's the direction we came from the hospital. I remember the music school is in that direction."

Too bad, it's embarrassing, I don't know the name of the music school Gong Hai mentioned, and of course I don't know how to get to the music school from here.

Gong Hai didn't notice Mu Chun's uneasiness, and after looking around, he pointed to the movie theater opposite the hot pot restaurant, "Dad, I don't know how to get there~~~~~~ But it should be in the direction behind Wanda Cinema. "

Gong Hai nodded himself, looking very confident.

Mu Chun pretended to be relaxed and asked: "Behind the movie theater is Songheng Road, then behind it is Jinglin Road, and then there is Cangwu Road."

"Well, the music school is on Cangwu Road, but I don't know how to get to Cangwu Road from here, is it closer by car?"

When he heard that it was really on Cangwu Road, Mu Chun breathed a sigh of relief. At least he could walk there first. If not, it would take at least 20 to 25 minutes. During this time, he might be able to find out where the music school is.

But wait a minute, the music school on Cangwu Road, and this hot pot restaurant.

Could it be where Bai Lu works?

A few days ago, Mu Chun went to Bailu's work place to wait for her to get off work. She took two buses from Huayuanqiao Hospital. If she walked directly from the hospital to the Linyin Music School where Bailu worked, it would take more than 40 minutes. It only takes 20 minutes to walk from Huayuanqiao Hospital to this hot pot restaurant.

It turned out that this hot pot restaurant was between the school and the hospital, so it was calculated that it would be more than 20 minutes' walk to where Bai Lu worked.

After making a general judgment, Mu Chun asked, "Has Teacher Bai Lu played for you recently?"

"Bai Lu?" Xiao Hai smiled happily.

"Ms. Bai Lu's performance of Bach's "Twelve Well-Tempered" is super powerful."

Mu Chun secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Sure enough, it was the school where Bai Lu worked.

Gong Hai also said: "Ms. Bai Lu is also participating in this Lechuan International Piano Competition. I think there is no problem for both of us to enter the finals. Unfortunately, the first qualifiers for the youth group and the youth group C are both in January. On the 6th, in this way, I couldn't see Teacher Bai Lu's performance at all, which is a pity."

"That's it, it's really a pity." Mu Chun echoed.

At noon in winter, although having a full lunch and increasing the cold resistance points, Raohai City in winter has never been regarded as a southern city, and even northerners will feel cold to the bone in Raohai.

Mu Chun wrapped up his coat tightly, and seeing Gong Hai folded his arms and stretched his neck, he really felt that the child didn't wear enough clothes when he went out this morning, so he took off his scarf and helped Gong Hai wrap it around.

"Dad, is this scarf new?"

Really! Every step is thunder.

Just as Mu Chun was thinking about how to reply, Gong Hai said again: "I think it's very pretty. Dad has always been reluctant to add new clothes to himself. In fact, our family is not poor."

"Of course not poor. Dad just wants to spend the money on more meaningful things."

Patting Gong Hai on the shoulder, Mu Chun said, "Discover the meaning of life and work hard to move forward."

I don't know why Dad's voice suddenly became different.

As if separated from all the background, this sentence seems to be the foreground of the whole world, gentle and generous, penetrating into the brain.

It is clear that I just heard an ordinary sentence, but it feels like hearing music enter my mind, as if an inexhaustible light draws a huge fresco on the dome of the memory palace.

The painting is still faint now, but Xiaohai feels that it is gradually unfolding, becoming alive, and finally will become an enduring existence.

why?

Subconsciously, Gong Hai stretched out his hand to cover the scarf, the heat from his breathing stuck to the knitted scarf, and it was damp and cold.

It's daddy's taste.

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Mu Chun quickened his pace, the cold urged the leaves to fall to the ground, and also urged the pedestrians on the road to hurry to their destination.

After passing through a piece of urban green space, along the century-old buildings on the right hand side, the breath of Cangwu Road comes from the pavement.

"This road is a well-known cultural road." Mu Chun said.

"Yes, these buildings are very beautiful, especially the rows of small bungalows." Xiao Hai looked up at the old buildings beside him, then turned his face and smiled at Mu Chun.

"This is the Asia Building. It was built in 1916 and belongs to the eclectic style. You can ask Mr. Seven about it. He knows it better than me." Mu Chun pointed to a building opposite and introduced. "Among so many new high-rise buildings, these former architectural works are still not inferior in the slightest. Instead, they become more gentle and beautiful because of loneliness."

Xiao Hai nodded and listened carefully.

Since Teacher Sun Yao resigned from the teaching position of the Youth Activity Center, she came to the Linyin Music School here on Cangwu Road. It has been more than three years since the child came here with the teacher. Today is the first time I heard my father talk about it. Xiaohai didn't notice anything strange about the stories of these buildings, but he was very happy to learn some architectural knowledge from his father.

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