"Teacher...... Let me ask, you teach history, right?" Li Baifeng came back to his senses from his stunned state, hesitated for a moment, and asked tentatively. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Of course, why are you asking this?" Xu Mogui raised his eyebrows, and his answer was reasonable.

Seeing that he was so determined, Li Baifeng couldn't help but wonder if he was dazzled before, so he lowered his head, looked at it again, and found that it was indeed clearly written with the five big words "Overview of Accounting".

He silently raised his head and looked at Xu Mogui with a suspicious gaze, with "I really" written in his left eye and "I don't understand" written in his right eye.

As if sensing some clues in his expression, Xu Mo leaned forward, quietly glanced at the content of the book, and when his eyes touched the words "accounting", his brows jumped sharply, and he immediately covered it up, as if nothing had happened, he pulled the notebook out of Li Baifeng's hand, coughed lightly, and said:

"I'm sorry, I got it wrong, but this is the handout I used when I was in accounting. As you know, the resources of lecturers at Chaoge University have always been very tight, and they usually wear many hats, like I study archaeology, so I teach history, accounting, and databases at the same time. ”

Li Baifeng listened blankly to "The lecturer's resources are very tight" and "These are similar courses", unable to digest the huge amount of information contained in them for a while, and let Xu Mogui stuff another black notebook that looked similar into his hand in a daze.

"Alright." Xu Mogui nodded, put aside the sentence "Go back and copy it, bring it to me next time", then picked up the materials by himself, turned around and left, leaving him alone to stand in place, holding a thick black notebook, opening his mouth, and finally giving up in despair.

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There are not many classes on Tuesdays, and there is only this one in the morning.

Li Baifeng returned to the bedroom, casually threw the black notebook given to him by Xu Mogui on the coffee table in the living room, and ignored it.

Anyway, according to the class schedule, the most recent class will not be held until next week, so what are you busy copying now?

Li Baifeng, who occasionally procrastinates, said that he was not panicked at all, and even germinated a naïve idea of "simply copying it five times and handing it in, maybe he won't be able to see it".

He had never been a student of the rules, otherwise he would not have walked leisurely on the road when he was already late, and he had found himself a reason that seemed plausible but was actually rather clumsy.

Just as he was pondering how to deal with this trouble, the sound of the flying beep sounded in his pocket.

Li Baifeng subconsciously took out his mobile phone, pulled down the notification bar, and clicked to enter the Feichuan message interface.

Longbow Yun: Are you ready to send me sunscreen (#笑), you can't have forgotten it, right? (#惊)

Surprised.

Li Baifeng's movements were paused, and his brain was running rapidly, and then he realized that what she said was the content of the two of them talking about the night before the finals, and she did say something at that time, otherwise she would bring you some, but it was just a casual thing when the two of them pretended to be stupid and waited for each other to complain, why did she take it seriously?

Recovering from the brief stiffness with his tenacious nerves, Li Baifeng organized his words and politely refused:

Lonely Listening: Yes, I have forgotten.

After a while, the phone shook, and a message quickly returned:

Longbow Yun: Huh? (#惊) How is this, obviously I am still looking forward to it.

Although he couldn't figure out if this difficult woman really wanted to, but thinking that the other party had indeed been helping him without selfishness so far, Li Baifeng couldn't help but sigh lightly and replied:

Lonely listen to the wind: Where are you, I bought it for you and sent it over.

Longbow Yun: Ah, I'm so impressed (#泪眼汪汪), so how about applying it for me by the way? (#害羞)

Li Baifeng frowned, gritted his teeth and replied: Lonely listen to the wind: Give me enough time!

Just when he was seriously considering whether he wanted to buy a barrel of peanut oil and send it to her, the other side had already replied:

Longbow Yun: Alright, no kidding (#笑), let's get down to business.

Li Baifeng pursed his lips, not surprised. For a woman like Zhang Minyun, no one knows what cards she will play next, so he has been mentally prepared.

Before he could reply, another message followed:

Longbow Yun: Good news, bad news, guess which one do you want to know first?

Seeing the three words "bad news", Li Baifeng's nerves, which had been sharpened recently, had already tensed slightly, and he was not in the mood to guess the question that he didn't understand at first glance, so he replied casually:

Lonely Listening to the Wind: Okay.

Longbow Yun: Congratulations, you guessed it! I would like to formally inform you that last time due to my negligence (#吐舌), there was a document that I forgot to let you sign, and now I hope you can come and sign it.

Where's the news?

Li Baifeng was full of question marks, but he didn't bother to care about these, but just replied:

Lonely Listen to the Wind: What about the bad news?

Longbow Yun: Eh, this is bad news, I didn't say that I want to say it in the order you want to hear it (#笑), the good news is: you can meet the beautiful and empathetic senior sister me again! Unhappy?

After reading the first half of the sentence, he was still slightly relieved, and when his gaze touched the second half of the sentence, he decided to retract the previous breath.

Lonely listens to the wind: This is indeed bad news.

Longbow Yun: (#怒), (#怒), (#怒), I didn't see this sentence, in short, you come quickly, the location is still a small building by the lake, an old place.

Li Baifeng shook his head helplessly, tidied up his clothes, and went out reluctantly.

He has walked by the lake many times, and the road is naturally very familiar, and he is familiar with the road through a dense forest, and his footsteps stopped suddenly.

Blood.

Piercing blood.

The trunks, branches and leaves of the trees, and even the yellow fallen leaves on the ground were all glued with dots of blood, like a colorful painting, and the pungent smell of blood filled Li Baifeng's nose.

A slender man with fair skin was face down, motionless and fell into the woodland, a pool of blood under his body, a deep wound in the vest, large strands of blood came out, his shirt was already dark red, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Behind him, a man in a wheelchair and in a hospital gown was also stained with blood, his eyes closed, his head tilted to the side, his arms hanging weakly, and a hideously shaped dagger stuck in his heart, so deep that it had no handle.

Li Baifeng's eyes narrowed, he knew the person in the wheelchair, and he had dealt with him not long ago.

That's Xu Nong.

And the one on the ground, I'm afraid it's worshipping.