Chapter 60 She is a child without artistic cells

"How do you feel about your recent training? Will there be times when emotions suddenly get very excited? Have you trained according to my designated schedule to control your emotions? What's the effect? If the disease occurs now, how long can you persist without eating? Or, can facial changes be controlled now?" In the personal office of the president of the student union, it was very quiet. The voice that had passed was not loud, but it rippled in the empty room and echoed in my ears. Gu Qingrong chuckled aloud: "You ask me so many questions at once, which one should I answer?" "..." With a bang, someone's hand rubbing his temple position increased, and he gasped in pain. After a while, he let go and came to him. He asked, "Answer me, have you committed any recent illness?" Gu Qingrong thought for a moment and replied obediently, "No." The last time the two had some unhappiness... No, it was not unhappiness, but there were some differences in the cognition of their relationship, and then when they met again, they seemed a little embarrassed. But the reason why this happened, in the final analysis, is to treat him with emotional eating disorder to reach a relationship. Zeng thought that if he could be cured as soon as possible, the relationship between the two would return to normal and ordinary. It will no longer affect the whole mind because of one or two words from the other party. Therefore, Zeng Shao suggested that after neither of them had classes this afternoon, they would come to his personal office to learn about his recent situation. "That's good." She pulled the chair next to her and sat down. Her eyes looked parallel to him and told her, "That means that in your normal life, your emotional control is relatively good and there will be no significant increase, so the disease has not been committed. But every time you take part in a short track speed skating competition, you will get sick. What is the cause of this?" "You... ask me?" He pointed at himself. I looked at him for a while, thought that he was not a professional, and denied: "No." Before that, she had made a comprehensive inquiry and understanding of the disease of emotional eating disorder, and knew that most people suffering from these diseases were related to their personal personality. And the formation of character is due to the relationship between the environment of living since childhood and the family relationship, which is also a kind of heart disease in the final analysis. Since it is a heart disease, it must require a heart medicine, and what is the heart medicine? There was no way to know. If she wants to know the reason and cause of her heart, she must look for it from Gu Qingrong. "Gu Qingrong." Zeng passed and turned his head and looked at him tightly. "Can you answer me a question?" "What?" "It has something to do with your illness." "Good." "You..." She considered the sentence and paused. "Why is your relationship with your father so bad?" The voice just fell, in her sight, once passed obviously felt the pupil in his eyes slightly dilated, then, the eyes light instantly dim, the upper eyelid folded down, covering up the loneliness and sadness in his eyes. Winter in the north is always gloomy, and the rain can't fall. On the contrary, snowflakes fall fiercely. After a while, snowflakes are everywhere outside, and the world is rendered white, a white world. The window lattice of the window is made of aluminum alloy, the window is made of glass, the light outside is gloomy, and the light projected into the room looks tired and dark. On the glass of the window, I don't know if half of the wallpaper was pasted, covering half of the light and reflecting regular faint light. Zeng passed and saw that Gu Qingrong's tall and straight posture was slightly removed, and then he moved back and leaned against the back of the chair. At the same time, his face was hidden in the dim light. His face lifted slightly, and the color in his eyes was no longer bright and colorful, but a little gloomy in his coldness. He sipped his lips and looked at her. "What does this have to do with my illness?" Zeng Shao explained: "Emotional eating disorder is mostly related to one's living environment and family of origin environment." "Do you mean that I have this disease because of family of origin?" There was silence. Gu Qingrong at this time, for Zeng passed, is actually afraid. This is a look she has never seen before. It is gloomy, Yin evil and defensive. It is like a little turtle. Once she knows that there is danger ahead, it will be bad for herself. She will soon retract all her body and mind into the turtle shell and close it to prevent anyone from coming in to explore. The exploration and understanding at this time is offensive to him. He doesn't like it, so he has resistance. But in order to help him cure the disease, she must know some of his family situation, and make a broader extended guess and reasoning. Zeng passed bluntly: "Yes. In view of this disease, I have checked a lot of information, most of which are related to personal life experience and family of origin. So..." Gu Qingrong looked impatient and interrupted directly: "The information will be wrong." She was shocked. * Obviously, Gu Qingrong didn't want to tell her about his relationship with his father Gu Xueren, and extended it, that is, he didn't want to tell others anything about his family. Since he didn't want to say it, the process of assisting in curing diseases was interrupted. The process was interrupted, and she couldn't go on here, so she had to do it like this. "Oh, how annoying!" Zeng passed and sat in front of the desk in the dormitory. On the search bar on the notebook computer, he opened many windows, all related to the disease. "Why bother?" Su Xiaoman just passed by for dinner, took a lunch box and glanced at her computer, reading, "Emotional eating disorder? What are you doing searching for this disease?" He was so scared that he quickly closed the computer with a snap, turned around and said with mirth, "No, nothing?" Su Xiaoman was suspicious, eating in his mouth, and his voice was vague: "Did Teacher Zhang give you a small stove?" "No, Teacher Zhang treats us all equally and fairly. How can I have time to coach me after class?" "That's true." Su Xiaoman pouted. "But Mr. Zhang seems to value you very much. If you graduate from college for four years and study for master's degree and doctoral degree in this school, presumably Mr. Zhang will personally take you to do research, and there will be too many small stoves for you." "This is all a matter of the future. Let's talk about it later." Su Xiaoman paused and swallowed a mouthful of rice in his mouth: "Since it is not, why do you check this disease? It is absolutely impossible for others to know that Gu Qingrong was born with this disease, and no clues can be revealed. Zeng passed calmly and said, "As medical students, isn't it normal for us to inquire about the causes of some diseases?" "So is it." Su Xiaoman pulled the last mouthful of rice, "Oh, by the way. Are you ready to participate in the New Year's Day party program?" Once passed froze, but I didn't expect this. Su Xiaoman looked at her with a blank face and said in surprise: "No, Lao Tie. Your boyfriend Gu Qingrong, who is the president of the student union and a well-known figure of A University, will also perform at the party, and still perform with Fan Sisi, a beautiful woman in their junior art department. Don't you have any actions or expressions?" Zeng passed with a frown, grabbed himself, tidied up the textbooks on his desk, and mumbled: "What can I do, can I stop him..." "Of course you can't stop him. After all, as a student union, he goes on stage on behalf of junior students. Naturally, he can't stop him from doing it, but you can participate together!" "Participation?" She froze. Zeng Shao has no cells in art, so she has never performed alone in some large-scale parties in the school, but participated in it in a collective form. For example, class chorus, class circus performance and some drama programs play supporting roles. She thought for a moment, and the sense of substitution was very strong. She just thought for a moment, and felt that once she stood on it, she would be extremely nervous, for fear that the performance would not be good. Once nervous, she will forget words or stutter. Therefore, in the student days below college, my parents knew her temper and did not force her to express herself. Instead, they followed her temper and studied obediently. In the words of the old father and mother, she has the brain to study science, but she doesn't have the coordinated body and wonderful singing voice to study art. Think about it, the old father and mother still have a good eye for her, and they have long known that they have seen through her future artistic road.