After Zheng Mo left, Duan Weiwei looked timid again.

"Teacher Zhan... How did you know I was here?"

"Your route has always been like this. But I'm curious, why are you looking for Zheng Mo? Isn't that clear enough?"

"No!" Duan Weiwei waved her hand again and again, "I'm just here to explain and confirm some things! I'm okay! I'll go!"

As she spoke, Duan Weiwei took a step back and prepared to turn around and flee.

"Stop. ”

"Teacher Zhan, if you really think that I am bothering you because of my sudden confession, you can forget about it. I shouldn't have said it..."

"It's not like you. Zhan Muqing said, "Weiwei, I don't care about your personal relationship for the time being, but when did you start to run away? ”

Duan Weiwei bowed her head and was silent.

Of course, maturity is pretended. I thought I was too naïve, and Mr. Zhan didn't like this, so he tried his best to pretend to be a goddess-like existence, of course, I saw it.

Duan Weiwei felt that she was stupid enough, and her brain was usually bright, so how could she be like a fool in this matter.

"What's in this package?"

"Take it apart and see for yourself. Finding that Zhan Muqing did not continue to blame, Duan Weiwei hurriedly answered.

Zhan Muqing opened the document package suspiciously.

It contained a thick stack of A4 paper, as well as a few scattered pieces of letter paper.

The A4 paper was not neatly arranged, and it was even specially bound. On it is a report on the relationship between the motion of the stars and the energy conversion of microscopic particles.

For Zhan Muqing, it was all too familiar.

This was a research topic that he proposed when he first went to the graduate school, but later because his mother was seriously ill, he not only quit this job, but also put this research on the subject on hold.

After becoming a teacher, I can't fully devote myself to it, although this topic was picked up by Zhan Muqing, but it is really a marathon in terms of progress.

There are even many places where there are still their own doubts, and they can't get any verification.

Because of this, he did not end up handing in the report, but kept the first draft on his desk in order to spur himself on.

However, it was later soiled because of an accidental landing and was disposed of by the cleaning aunt.

This has always been a regret in Zhan Muqing's heart.

Zhan Muqing continued to look through the two articles, and found that the inside was more detailed and professional than his original draft, and even explained and referred to his doubts, which was obviously reorganized by someone.

Zhan Muqing glanced at Duan Weiwei in disbelief, and the latter pretended that nothing had happened and played with his hair.

The other letter paper is naturally a letter written. The author's handwriting is vigorous and powerful, and it is a very beautiful line of writing, revealing a calm flavor between the lines.

"To, Zhan Muqing:

I haven't seen you for a long time, I wonder if you're doing well? I really don't want to be reluctant and sorry for your departure. You have always been a person who dares to think and is very responsible for yourself, and as a teacher, I also admire you very much. I often miss the way you discussed with me, and I was filled with the passion of a young person.

I wonder if you still love this business after you leave?

I've tried to contact you many times in my free time, but to no avail. I thought that our teacher-student fate was over, but Weiwei came to me and brought you news of this time. I'm glad that you're still as sincere about science.

Vivi is a good student, and this report is mainly based on her continued research and improvement. Hope it helps.

Of course, I'm always looking forward to seeing you get back to what you love. Huang Zhiguang. ”

... ...

At this time, Zhan Muqing's hands trembled a little, "How did you contact Professor Huang?"

"I happened to see this first draft of yours, and a lot of the data on it came from the research institute, so I used a little bit of a relationship.... I met with Professor Huang...."Duan Weiwei explained in a low voice, "I want to ask him for help and see if I can help you provide solutions to your doubts, and it just so happens that Professor Huang misses you very much, so he agreed to my request." ”

"What are you doing here?! No one told you to do that. Who taught you to steal someone else's report?"

"I'm not! I didn't steal! I found it in the trash! I just wanted to surprise you. Duan Weiwei was extremely aggrieved, "I don't know anything but do the questions, but I just want you to see me and make you happy!"

"You've done too much! You just have to do your own thing! After that, please don't come again. Zhan Muqing was obviously furious.

Duan Weiwei couldn't believe her ears, her nose and eye sockets were a little red, and after being stunned for two seconds, she really ran away.

The back stumbled, stained with light, swaying in the dark winter night, and soon disappeared.

Zhan Muqing looked at the stack of papers in his hand on the spot, his mood was really complicated.

His connection with Professor Huang Zhiguang was actively hidden by him. His mother, who was seriously ill at the time, was furious when she found out that she had quit her job for her sake, and she had a temper tantrum with him for a long time. She even took the initiative to call the research institute, and the person she contacted was Huang Zhiguang. It's a pity that Zhan Muqing found out and rejected again.

In order to avoid his mother from contacting him again, Zhan Muqing cut off all the messages.

Who can be stubborn than Zhan Muqing? He said very firmly that he would accompany his mother well, and even if his mother was messing with him, he would continue to take care of him as if nothing had happened.

's mother found that the matter was irreparable, so she had to recognize the reality and contact Chen Shunshun, who is now the principal of Tengfei High School.

Since Mu Qing is reluctant to go, let him teach and educate people locally, which can be regarded as a contribution to his hometown.

Naturally, Zhan Muqing listened to these words.

Of course, this is the current Teacher Zhan.

In fact, for Professor Huang Zhiguang, Zhan Muqing is more of an attitude that he does not dare to face. On the one hand, it was for the sake of saying goodbye at that time, and on the other hand, it was probably because he put his original intention behind and lived up to expectations.

When Duan Weiwei exposed all this, Zhan Muqing brought out his dark side for the first time, giving others the feeling of watching in broad daylight.

It was just too irritating for him.

How could he be worthy of being Professor Huang's student? He was so ashamed that he even had to hide his face when he saw his teacher at the scene of Zheng Mo's semi-finals.

Zhan Muqing put the stack of reports back into his file bag and walked towards the office with his broken shadow.

The head sticking out of the back door of the thirty-eighth class of high school also shrank in.

- "Wow, boss, guess what I saw when I just slipped away?" Zhao Xiaotian ran to Lin Zuodao's desk with an excited face.

Say. However, Lin Zuodao said perfunctorily, he is now working the front line for his dream of being a policeman.

"Our head teacher! Gentleman enough and polite enough, right? He just scolded a beautiful woman and cried!"

Zhao Xiaotian is worthy of being a little horn in the world, and half of the class turned their heads to stare at him.