86_86861 At ten o'clock in the evening, Wan Jianyong, the president of the Institute of Information Technology, dragged his tired body back to the office.

This unfortunate day is finally coming to an end.

Although, it is not yet known what tomorrow will bring.

A qiē during the day is like a nightmare.

Maybe it's really because he has been the dean for too long, under one person and above ten thousand, so that he is used to thinking about everything from his own standpoint.

In his opinion, it's just a small competition, students, appease them in private, give some benefits, won't they just gag their mouths?

What he didn't know was that just when he was still busy trying to find a way to save Mr. Zhang, who had left the table, the storm was already brewing, getting stronger and stronger.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, a long article detailing the entire incident has been posted on campus BBS, Qingyang University post bar and **, Weibo.

However, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but this news became popular, but from a very strange angle.

Because, at the beginning, the most people were questioning, how is this possible!

A dignified university dean, in front of the public, is so blatantly shady!

In the comments, countless people exclaimed: "No, how is it possible! This is not scientific! How can a dean be so stupid?"

"As a dean, you can't do such a stupid thing!"

"This kind of IQ is also shady...... It's too frustrating to be fake. ”

"I don't read much, but I can also see that you are making up stories, landlord......"

"Is there an insider to refute the rumors?"

"Forward 500 pieces. Let the landlord be taken away!"

"Landlord, open the door and check the water meter!"

But soon, there were people who had experienced it firsthand and stood up to tell the story. Then public opinion was in an uproar in an instant.

"Is this true?"

"Sure enough, reality is crazier than crazy!"

"Good blood!"

"Move the stool and sit and wait for the opening eight!"

In the evening, major websites began to delete posts quickly, but someone had already edited a MV with a live video and put it on AB station.

But this is only the beginning of the nightmare, the storm of the network, but a foreplay. The real storm happens offline.

It's past five o'clock in the afternoon. Wan Jianyong was called to the principal's office, and then what was waiting for him was that the principal was furious and asked him to calm down the matter as quickly as possible.

This cyberstorm. It has brought great damage to the image of Qingyang University, and the promotional video they shot has not yet been released, and the image here has already crossed home.

If this continues, how will Qingyang University enroll students next year?

Not to mention, there are already many teachers in the school, and even the elders of the school, who are clearly demanding that Wan Jianyong's stupid behavior be severely punished.

If it weren't for Wan Jianyong's gambling and vow, he would definitely settle this situation, and he might not be able to come back now.

It's too late today. Tomorrow was busy calming things down, and the dean decided to spend the night in his office.

He walked to the door of the office and suddenly noticed that the soles of his feet were sticky. It stinks a little, and when I look down, I don't know what water is coming out of the office.

Using the key to open the office door, the dean was stunned.

At some point, the glass of the window was smashed on the floor of his office. Seven or eight black plastic bags containing garbage were thrown in through the window and broke on the ground. The filth inside was all coming out and all over the floor.

That taste...... It's swill!

The dean suddenly felt his head dazed, and he almost couldn't stand, but finally held on to the door frame, and then he stood firmly.

Suddenly, he shouted like a frightened little daughter-in-law: "Guard!

Late at night, the turbulent campus finally quieted down, and the public opinion on the Internet gradually subsided, waiting for the next fermentation at dawn, in the girls' dormitory building, Zhang Feilin browsed all the comments, quit the marketing account she had been maintaining, quit the agency tool Tor, erased a trace of her on the Internet, and clicked to shut down.

This is the era of the media, and this is also a girl's revenge.

Who dares to bully my male god, I want you to look good!

……

September 30 was Tuesday, the day before the National Day holiday, and when it was almost noon, Liu Minzhong put down the text in his hand, stood up and moved his body.

Then he turned his head to look at the seven or eight printed manuscripts on the table, each of which had been densely drawn and revised I don't know how many times.

But in the end, it is meaningless, in this world, there seems to be no best of both worlds, in terms of research and papers, Liu Minzhong only needs to sit and wait for the harvest, but in other aspects, he is still in trouble.

Research funding was stuck, project applications were put on hold, and even the request to recruit a few doctoral students was stuck.

If this continues, the students Liu Minzhong and his will have to go to others to study for a doctorate.

The most important thing is that even if you want to take advantage of your free time to do what you can and what is beneficial to humanity, you are stuck.

No money!

Fortunately, it's the National Day, the National Day is a seven-day holiday, and the institute is closed for seven days, which can also save some money, at least until the paper is published.

"Forget it, I don't want to. Liu Minzhong sighed, on National Day, let yourself relax.

Because of his daughter's poor health, for so many years, she has not enjoyed the happiness enjoyed by other children, Liu Minzhong feels that she owes her daughter a lot, since the last time Nanming visited her daughter, her daughter's condition has stabilized, and now it is getting better day by day, which makes Liu Minzhong very happy every day. During the rare vacation, I plan to take my daughter out to play, and when the paper is published, I am afraid that I will be busy.

Take a break from your busy schedule.

Liu Minzhong was just about to change his clothes, when he heard a knock on the door, Nanming pushed the door and walked in, stretched out his hand and said, "Mobile phone!"

Liu Minzhong handed over the phone with some confusion, watched Nanming fiddle with it, and then handed it back to Liu Minzhong, "Fifty thousand yuan, it has been transferred to you." ”

"Ah......" Liu Minzhong looked at his account balance on his mobile phone, a little speechless, "Where did it come from?"

"Wait, that's what Zhang Qing said last time?" Liu Minzhong suddenly remembered the turmoil in the last game.

"Yes, the wool of Google. Nanming sat down, and in the past few days, a few more bug rewards have arrived, Google's side is very efficient, maybe it was the last "Jianghu emergency" that worked, on the other hand, Nanming also received several calls from the national security uncle, which made Nanming feel deeply troubled, and decided not to do this kind of thing that is too easy to show up after this critical period.

There are many ways to make money, and there are many places where you have to be in the limelight, and where it is not necessary, it is better to keep a low profile.

Liu Minzhong knew the word wool, but he didn't expect that someone would compare the income of tens of thousands of yuan to wool.

But Nanming's bullishness is far more than that, these days, Liu Minzhong feels that he really knows Nanming.

It is said that the director of the Jixin Institute was already angry, but even the affiliated hospital of the school was unwilling to admit him, and finally he was admitted to a small hospital, and he is still lying in the bed.

And what about Nanming? It's still like no one is doing all day.

An ordinary teenager turned the entire Qingyang University upside down, and there was nothing to do!

This is not something that ordinary people can do.

What's more, Liu Minzhong even heard rumors that because the development of the Institute was really unsatisfactory, the school wanted to remove the dean of the Institute.

"What am I doing, what's wrong with me?"

"You don't know?" looked at Nanming's innocent eyes, it seemed that he really didn't know.

"Nothing. Liu Minzhong shook his head, since Nan Ming didn't know, then why let these things disturb Nan Ming's state of mind.

Nan Ming felt a little inexplicable, how could he have time to care about those?

Liu Min turned to care about Nanming's life, "Do you want to go home on National Day?" If you don't go home, do you want to go out with us?"

"The National Day is very busy. "How can I have time to go home?"

Finally, he doesn't have to go to class, and he still has a lot of things to deal with.

Sometimes Nanming feels so pathetic, since he came to Qingyang University, things have been one after another, he feels that he is simply a lazy writer, a model worker, and he has no time to stop and enjoy the lazy college life, gossip or something?

How can I have time!

There are so many dreams, so far away in goals, it's too late to work hard?

He can only comfort himself that the hard work now is for the sake of being more lazy in the future. (To be continued)

ps: Continue to ask for a monthly pass, and there will be a change in the evening!.