Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Road to the Enemy is Narrow, Pay Back the Money

"So much, when will I be able to finish it?"

Zhang Qingyang pulled the top box and found that it was stuffed solidly, and every box was full.

He probably understood what the administrator's expression was, but his request was obviously from the recent information about the activities of the two major organizations, huh......

Zhang Qingyang's heart moved, he secretly suppressed his guess, and after politely thanking him, he pushed the cart to the reading room.

Well, since someone else has a problem, or you still take the initiative to ask for it, then face the test bravely and do the best in all the questions.

Zhang Qingyang shook his spirits, first went to pick up a large glass of water, took a stack of biscuits and put them on the side, took a deep breath, moved out all the documents in the box, displayed them in chronological order, picked up a summary book at the top, and looked at it attentively.

In the original plan, he guessed that the appearance of Xuanniao was a sign, indicating that in the upcoming Five Academies Competition, rebel forces like the Shang clan would come out to cause trouble, and it was possible that their students would also be involved in the battle, so he wanted to understand the enemy's situation in advance to avoid being beaten and suffering a big loss when he was about to fight.

Now the Arrest Bureau has given hundreds of times more information from the initial discovery of the Shang clan and the Rat God Society to the current non-top secret information.

At best, Zhang Qingyang can have a comprehensive understanding of the two major forces, but the disadvantage is that it will take up a large part of his energy, after all, reading books is a very laborious thing.

However, how to choose, Zhang Qingyang has already given the answer with practical actions.

When a person focuses on what they do, their efficiency increases exponentially.

Zhang Qingyang's mental power is strong, and his self-control is far beyond his peers, at this time, he looked at the information without distraction, which can be said to be ten lines at a glance, and his eyes kept scanning with the pages turning, and soon the folders were stacked up on the left side, and a short sentence was left on the note book on the right hand.

In the process, the administrator quietly probed and looked at it a few times.

At first, I guessed that I wanted to see the joke, but I found that Zhang Qingyang was sitting straight and calm, and he was not as impetuous and angry as he imagined, so he was a little disappointed.

Later, when I watched him flip through it quickly, I couldn't help but pout my lips secretly, and my heart was cold: "It turned out to be a superficial formality, hum, and sure enough, there is no hair on the mouth and I can't do things firmly." ”

However, a few hours later, I found that Zhang Qingyang had not shown any impatience except for occasionally drinking water and eating biscuits, and he was faintly admired. Even if it is good, this sedentary patience alone is rare among peers. It's a pity......

Seeing that it was time to get off work, the administrator knocked on the door to remind: "It's time to get off work, are you okay?"

"That's the end of it. ”

Zhang Qingyang finished reading the last page in a few seconds, closed the folder and put it back in the box, sat upright and closed his eyes and held his breath for more than ten seconds, and when the administrator showed an impatient expression on his face, he stood up calmly, turned his head and smiled gently at the other party.

"I'm sorry to wait. ”

The administrator was stunned by his laughter, and swallowed the complaint that had reached his mouth inexplicably, watching Zhang Qingyang quickly gather the information, stuffed the note book into his pocket, and sent it to the door of the archive room with a one-handed cart, signed and handed it back, and waved goodbye politely.

A few minutes later, the situation was reported to the director's office.

After hearing this, Director Song couldn't help frowning, thought for a while, and suddenly laughed: "This little guy is a little interesting." ”

Then he instructed the secretary, "Find two groups of people to pay attention to his whereabouts by the way, and report to me at any time if there is a situation." ”

"Director, do you value Brother Zhang?" asked the secretary very indifferently.

Director Song snorted with a dark face: "Lao Tzu is uncomfortable when he is idle, and I want to have some fun from him, can't I?"

The secretary didn't speak, nodded and went out.

"Such an eyeless secretary will change you sooner or later. ”

Director Song ripped off his collar and paced back and forth in the office irritably, and after a while, he smiled inexplicably.

Besides, Zhang Qingyang, after leaving the arrest bureau, immediately returned to the hotel, just in time for dinner, he called out the Titan cat to enjoy a sumptuous meal in his private room.

The organizing committee provided the most expensive meal in their lives regardless of the cost, and in the end, they both hugged their stomachs and hummed, and they only digested after practicing two trips of five-bird body exercises.

In the evening, Zhang Qingyang closed the door and locked it to isolate external interference, took out a sticky note and flipped through it from the beginning, and recalled the materials he had read in the afternoon according to the handwritten keywords.

This kind of means that is almost unforgettable, that is, he can only do it with his strong spiritual power, the inner universe is churning in the sea of clouds, and every keyword is mentioned, and a whole page of pictures and texts appear in his mind, and it is summarized according to the outline of the spiritual reflection.

The whole work was carried out until the second half of the night, Zhang Qingyang was sure that there was no omission, and his brain was exhausted and exhausted, so he fell asleep after a rough scrubbing.

The next day, he got up energetically, after breakfast, reported to the leading teacher, and left the hotel with the Titan cat and went to the city.

The footholds of the four major academies were separated, and the passage out of the mountain was finally summarized into a main line, Zhang Qingyang walked nearly a kilometer in a car, and saw the players of other academies at the fork in the road, or three or three or twos or alone, also heading towards the city.

Everyone has the same identity, they must be competitors, and they will not have a good face when they meet, so keep a certain distance from each other to avoid conflicts.

Zhang Qingyang was happy to be quiet, and the shoulder anti-Titan cat walked slowly on the right side, and suddenly found that there was a very familiar figure in the group of people walking towards him.

"Liang Er?"

"Zhang Qingyang, why are you!"

The other party recognized him almost at the same time, and his face immediately sank, and the whole person was like an ice cube releasing a cold aura, which alarmed the others in the same company, and looked at him in surprise.

"Zhang Qingyang? It seems to be from Nanling Academy, I have seen a little information. Why, do you know him?"

"It's not just acquaintance, but also a lot of friendship!"

Liang Er gritted his teeth, and instantly remembered the previous gambling fight in Nanling City, which he lost so much that he had no face, which can be described as a lifelong hate.

Zhang Qingyang understood when he saw the other party's expression, and said with a smile: "Isn't this classmate Liang, haven't you seen it for a long time? You owe me 20,000 yuan, when do you plan to pay it back? It doesn't matter if you are tight, I can not count interest." ”

"Ha, Liang Er, do you still owe him money?"

A young man who was traveling with him suddenly screamed exaggeratedly, his face was full of schadenfreude, and he wished that the fight would be lively on the spot.

Liang Er's face was red and black, and he gritted his teeth and snorted: "That time I happened to go out without money, this kid won a game of shit luck for a while, knowing that I was from the Imperial Capital Academy, I deliberately did not allow others to give it on my behalf, and sincerely wanted to embarrass me!"

"So crazy, dare to sincerely lose the face of our Imperial Capital Academy?"

When several people heard this, they were immediately angry, glared at Zhang Qingyang with stinging fire, and surrounded them with their fists.