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Chapter 433 What is Psychology

Zhang Jingya watched Xia Qing slowly drag her luggage out of the airport, and she was so anxious.

"I said you're going to be faster."

"I don't know if I'm in a hurry."

Zhang Jingya was so anxious that she hurriedly stopped a taxi and rushed home.

"Oh, I could have done something long ago, so I have to make trouble there."

Zhang Jingya kept looking at her watch, "Driver, can you hurry up?"

The driver is also a man with a temper, "Beauty, there is no way to be fast, you see so many cars."

“And there is speed limit here.”

"Or I'll be fined for speeding."

Zhang Jingya was so anxious, "I told your father to ask him to pick him up."

"It's really a workaholic if you don't say something happened temporarily."

"Work for a long time, it seems like the factory will go bankrupt."

Xia Qing looked at Zhang Jingya who kept nagging, "Mom, there are still four hours left before the results are released."

Xia Qing signaled that it was still early, so there was no need to hurry up.

In Xia Qing's opinion, the results have already come out, and there is no difference between knowing one hour earlier and knowing one hour later.

"No."

"I'm very anxious."

Zhang Jingya wanted to know how her grades were. "When your grades came out, you will immediately report the good news and let your grandpa and the others know that you are the most promising child in the Xia family."

"Hmph, see how Xia Jitao brags about his son being smart."

"The boy who has been slaughtered for Ke's family is nothing but skin. He doesn't like to study at all. I really can't tell that he will become a promising person."

Zhang Jingya has no fondness for Xia Hao at all. She is so stinky that she can tell at first glance that she is Ke Wenjia's son.

Tell the Xia family? "Tell them what to do, hoping that my grandfather and the others will give you a big red envelope?"

"There are no red envelopes for getting into high school, but the reason is that our family is in good condition."

"No matter how good the college entrance examination results are, you won't give red envelopes." Xia Qing really didn't expect Xia Jianghai and his wife to give red envelopes.

At the beginning, Xia Jianghai looked indignant and said, "How could Chen Zhaodi not give Xia Qing a red envelope?"

When he took the economic power, Xia Qing did not see him sending red envelopes.

"The New Year's money is pitiful for one hundred every year."

"Forget it, just notify them of the voice. There is no need to invite them to dinner."

It’s not that I care about the little money, but that I invite them to dinner. I definitely have a lot of opinions and various provocations.

The most important thing is that they definitely went to the banquet empty-handed and had no idea of ​​giving money and gifts.

"I won't invite you, I'll give you money to travel." Zhang Jingya wouldn't invite Xia Zhantao and the others to dinner.

"Anyway, when Xia Lili held a wine, we gave me a gift."

As for what Xia Jianghai and his wife think, it is their business, "Your grandfather will not treat you."

There is no topic of bias or not, and Zhang Jingya says that people are relaxed.

"Okay, I won't treat you." Xia Qingle relaxed.

I don’t care about the so-called gift money, “I can’t spend money, but I feel depressed to death.”

Zhang Yezhen was in a hurry at home, "It's all this time, why haven't you come back yet?"

"That's true." The old man was not in a hurry.

Chu Jiawei was also anxious, "It's time to come soon."

"I'm busy with business all day." Chu Jiawei got angry when she thought about it, "This is a big deal."

Zhang Yezhen originally had a lot of things to say, but seeing how his wife looked like, she could only shut up and not say it.

Otherwise, the two of them would keep protesting, which would only make things unstoppable.

Just when the old couple was in a hurry, Zhang Jingya rushed in.

Just when Chu Jiawei was about to get angry, "Dad, Mom."

"Jingqing's class teacher just called and told her that Qingqing had won the top scorer in liberal arts in City C."

Zhang Jingya was so excited that she was about to cry, although she was thinking about what would happen if her daughter got the top scorer in the liberal arts exam.

But when her daughter got the No. 1 pick in the exam, she was so excited that she was about to cry.

"Really?" Chu Jiawei covered her mouth excitedly and wanted to cry.

"Thank you for your hard work in Qingqing, it's really hard work."

Outsiders have seen Xia Qing get a good score, but no one cares about Xia Qing’s efforts behind the scenes.

"Stay good rest for two months and start a new journey." The old man was quite emotional before, but now the old man is really rational.

"How much you score in the college entrance examination can only represent your efforts from elementary school to high school in 12 years, and it cannot determine your future."

"The so-called top scorers are actually completely researched and there are not many good developments in the later stage."

In the eyes of many people, it is really not a common sight to talk about such topics at this time.

But in the old man's opinion, these are really just proofs, and it cannot be said that Xia Qing will have a promising future.

Chu Jiawei didn't like to listen to these things, so she glared at the old man fiercely, "Don't listen to what your grandfather said."

"Grandma, I think what my grandfather said makes sense. So what if I get a top scorer in the exam?"

"There are many top scorers every year, but I can't prove anything."

"I can't sleep on my former credit book, I will continue to work hard."

“I want to be a top psychologist.”

"This kind of achievement is much more interesting than the top scorer in the exam."

Zhang Jingya has been considering discussing with Xia Qing about her major these days.

Zhang Jingya is absolutely supportive of her daughter's B-U. She certainly can't miss such a good university.

But if you are professional, Zhang Jingya has too many opinions, "Qingqing, why do you have to study psychology major?"

"I think we can read finance and trade."

"In the future, you can follow your second brother, or go home to inherit my property."

Although the investment scale is not large at present, Zhang Jingya is confident that when Xia Qing graduates from university, the scale of these industries will not be small.

Xia Qing shook her head, "I don't want it. I've actually been thinking about it for more than two years."

"I have read a lot of information in the past two years. I think it's good to study psychology."

Xia Qing Balabala said a lot about psychology.

"It was recommended by Gao Ziqi, and I said that this major has a job prospect..."

The things Zhang Jingya had long said to Xia Qing were so dizzy that she wanted to get angry when she heard that it was recommended by Gao Ziqi.

You should know that psychology is not just about dealing with mentally ill patients?

Zhang Jingya really doesn’t know how her friends will answer when they ask Xia Qing what major she majors she is studying in the future.

Zhang Jingya could completely feel that those people would smile like a flower after hearing this answer.

"Mom, you're not dealing with mentally ill patients. You're not thinking this way." Xia Qing was furious.

"In foreign countries, psychology majors are important." Look, even her own family doesn't understand why she chose this major, let alone outsiders.

It seems that it is difficult to popularize psychology in China, otherwise no one would say that psychology majors are majoring in it, and graduation is equivalent to unemployment.

"But this is China, not the United States, who will ask you to treat your psychological problems?" Zhang Jingya couldn't help but speak.

I love my mother or am worried that she will lose her job. "Gao Ziqi will help me introduce it."

"Besides, I have good abilities and I don't have to worry about it." Xia Qing had confidence in herself.

It depends on my daughter insisting on studying psychology, what can Zhang Jingya do, but she can’t beat or scold her.
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