Too many things happened in the previous week, and it was not easy to return to a peaceful life, on Monday, Li Mingxuan got up early in the morning, and after washing up, he began to be busy in the kitchen. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After breakfast, he went downstairs with Lin Siqing, and when he passed by the yard, he said hello to Wu's sister-in-law who was cleaning.

"Teacher Li, Teacher Lin, go to work!"

Sister-in-law Wu is still as enthusiastic as before, but this morning, whether it is Li Mingxuan or Lin Siqing, they can clearly feel that Sister-in-law Wu's eyes are a little abnormal when she looks at the two of them, and her eyes are ambiguous.

Being looked at like this by Sister-in-law Wu, the hairs of the two of them were about to stand up, and they hurriedly quickened their pace and walked out.

"Do your feet still hurt?"

Li Mingxuan found that Lin Siqing's walking appearance was still a little strange, and he couldn't help asking.

Although she had been massaged and massaged yesterday, it was a bit exaggerated to completely heal her foot injury with just a few massages, Lin Siqing is not a little girl like Zhou Yuqi and Ye Hong, and it will take a lot of effort to explain it when the time comes.

In order to avoid trouble, Li Mingxuan only eliminated most of her pain, at least it would not affect her normal walking.

"It's a little painful to walk, but it's okay, it's bearable."

Lin Siqing said as she walked, and when she spoke, she didn't forget to look at Li Mingxuan with a strange gaze, to say that this guy's craftsmanship is really good, his feet hurt yesterday and he couldn't walk, and now in addition to the faint pain, it is almost the same as not spraining.

If she knew that Li Mingxuan didn't do her best yesterday, she didn't know what she would think in her heart.

Li Mingxuan pushed his bicycle and walked next to Lin Siqing, and said: "You'd better take a taxi to school for a while, it's the rush hour for work, there should be no seats on the bus, and if you stand all the way, it is estimated that it will hurt more to get to school." ”

"How expensive is a taxi!"

Lin Siqing glanced at him and said, "One taxi is enough for me to take the bus for a month." ”

Li Mingxuan turned his head to look at him and said unexpectedly: "When did you become so frugal?" ”

Lin Siqing snorted and said, "Isn't this something you learned!" ”

As the only teacher in the entire Qianzhou University who rides a bicycle to work, Lin Siqing despises Li Mingxuan for actually saying the word "thrifty" to her.

If you want to be thrifty, is there anyone who can compare with him?

What age is this, and you can still think of riding such an old-fashioned bicycle

"Huh, bikes?"

Suddenly, Lin Siqing seemed to think of something, and a bright light seemed to pass through her mind.

She slowly turned her head and set her eyes on Li Mingxuan.

To be precise, he set his sights on Li Mingxuan's bicycle.

To be more precise, she was looking at the back seat of the bike.

In the past, if two people went to work together, Li Mingxuan would send Lin Siqing to the bus stop before riding to school.

Usually the two of them went over while chatting, but at this moment, Lin Siqing suddenly stopped talking, and the atmosphere became quiet, Li Mingxuan suddenly felt a little strange, and turned his head to look at her.

"What do you want to do?"

However, as soon as he turned his head, he saw that Miss Lin was looking at herself and looking at her car with "burning eyes", Li Mingxuan's heart chuckled, I don't know why, I suddenly had a very bad premonition.

"I don't want to do anything, but there is something I want to discuss with you."

Miss Lin suddenly smiled, like the melting of ice and snow, and like a hundred flowers blooming, making the surrounding scenery lose its color, and it made Li Mingxuan's eyes shine.

7:40, School of Environmental Engineering, Office 302.

In addition to Li Mingxuan and Lin Siqing, other colleagues in the office have already arrived.

It's not yet work time, and some of the teachers are playing on their mobile phones, and some are browsing the web on their computers.

"Go to the school forum and see if there is any news about the school lately." Song Li muttered to herself, opened the school's forum, and clicked on a pinned post.

"The teacher beating the instructor?"

Seeing these words, Song Li suddenly became interested, slowly turned the mouse, and the page went down.

"Now these teachers, why are they so bad-tempered, they beat people at every turn, it seems that they are still from our college, look who it is, this, the person on this picture, it seems to be Teacher Li?"

Song Li was talking to herself while browsing the post, and suddenly, as if she saw something, she screamed, slammed into front of the computer, looked at it carefully for a while, stood up suddenly, and exclaimed: "It's really Mr. Li!" ”

"Teacher Song, what's the matter, what a fuss!"

Li Fangfei took advantage of the short free time before going to work, and was drawing her eyebrows in front of a small mirror, and was taken aback by Song Li, almost drawing her eyebrows crookedly, and immediately put down her eyebrow pencil and said unhappily.

"No, Mr. Li, how can it be Mr. Li?"

Song Li didn't seem to hear Li Fangfei's words at all, pointed to the photo on the computer screen, and began to stammer, looking incredulous.

"What's the matter, what's the matter, what the hell is it that surprises you so much, let me see."

Seeing Song Li's extremely shocked look, Li Fangfei was also aroused a little curious, and walked over and said curiously.

However, when Li Fangfei saw the top post on the forum, the whole person was stunned, and said in a somewhat unbelievable tone: "What, the teacher who beat people is talking about Teacher Li!" ”

Li Fangfei actually didn't know the news this morning, she went into the forum to take a look when she was surfing the Internet yesterday, and at that time the screen was full of posts about a certain teacher beating the instructor, and she didn't look closely, she glanced at it and went to other things.

She never thought that the beating teacher mentioned on the forum yesterday was actually Li Mingxuan!

"Oh, no! It's Mr. Li who beats people, how is this possible! ”

Hearing Li Fangfei's words, Zhu Tingting, who was playing with her mobile phone on the side, also raised her head suddenly and said with a look of disbelieving.

Obviously, she was also shocked by the news.

Although they have only been with Li Mingxuan for a few days, they also know a little bit about his character.

In the eyes of several female teachers, Li Mingxuan's image is handsome and capable, with a somewhat introverted personality, except for work, he will not take the initiative to talk to people, and he usually looks like he is always sven, if it was in ancient times, he must be the kind of scholar who is powerless, how can he beat people?

However, the photo in front of them made them believe it.

People who are not familiar with Li Mingxuan may not be able to recognize them at a glance, but they have been with Li Mingxuan for so long, how can they not recognize them?

From a personable perfect male god, he instantly became a violent teacher who beat the instructor, and the style of painting changed too quickly, so that several female teachers couldn't react for a while.

Especially Teacher Song Li, who still has some special fantasies about Li Mingxuan, feels as if she has been hit by an arrow in her chest, and her dream is shattered.

"Oh my God, why am I always the one who gets hurt?"

Song Li couldn't wait to look up to the sky and sigh, God finally gave her such a perfect and excellent new colleague, but what she didn't expect was that there was such a violent side hidden under his delicate appearance!

Because last night, before setting the posting permissions, the moderators of the forum had deleted all the statements that revealed the facts, so all the posts left on the board now are asking the school to sanction the beating teacher.

In the corner of the office, Yuan Feiyi looked at the publication time of these posts, all of which were before eleven o'clock last night, and his brows furrowed slightly.