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A bullet can end a life and also end Lu Yi's political career, even if the bullet flies towards the sky, it can't hide the disrespectful mistakes of the Imperial Council.

The indignant Hushan City police officers took leave one after another, but they still couldn't affect the overall situation.

No matter how much emotion there is, it falls into the void.

On the third day, the crowd at Hushan Station began to evacuate in an orderly manner, and after a three-day virus strategy war, Xu Dongdong threw the document on the desk of the director of the health bureau.

"Director, this report is unreasonable, how can you conclude that the virus cell fuses with the original cell to form a new cell, and the cell is beneficial to human tissues?!"

"Xiaodong, don't worry, this newspaper was discussed by the Imperial Ministry of Health, and we can't control it."

"! I don't believe it, don't they see the horrific speed of this virus? How can they conclude that this is not a biological attack by an enemy country? ”

"Well, isn't there no casualty report?"

"Yes."

Knock knock.

The door opened, and a middle-aged man with glasses walked in.

"Xiaodong, don't embarrass the director, this report was submitted by me, I am also an experienced person of the incident, the infectivity of the cells has ended, this is the latest data."

"Teacher Wei, why are you here, why did the Hushan Quarantine Center release you?" Xu Dongdong said in astonishment.

Wei Xing, whose face was pale, flashed, raised the report in his hand and threw it away.

Xu Dongdong put on his gloves, flipped them over after taking them, and frowned.

"New cells stop growing, and the growth cycle is extended indefinitely?"

"Well, I think you also know what this means, and it is precisely because of this that the Imperial Ministry of Health has listed it as a national key research project."

Xu Dongdong thought for a moment, confused, and didn't know how to answer, she couldn't intervene in the next thing.

University of Science and Technology of China, Humanities Teaching Assistant Office, Lin Fan sipped coffee and looked at the red dots densely scattered in the urban area in the light curtain.

"System, count the infected."

System: 6889 people.

There were 68 infected individuals within a 1,000-kilometer radius of the host.

The transmissibility of the DAD virus slowly decreases when it reaches the 5,000 mark, and when it approaches 7,000 people, the transmissibility of the DAD virus is diluted and enters the incubation stage.

Lin Fan pressed his temple, the DAD virus is still out of his control, and the progress of the task of 10,000 infected people can be completed in another day if it is according to the previous progress, and now the incubation period of the virus makes him a little uneasy.

He didn't know what damage DAD cells would do to the human body after the secondary stage transformation.

"Teacher Lin, this is your class schedule." An obese female colleague walked over with a stack of papers.

"Well, thank you."

Dodging the fat girl's aggressive eyes, Lin Fan picked up the class schedule and turned his head, put on his glasses, and looked at the course content seriously.

The fat girl reluctantly retracted her gaze and bumped into a female colleague.

"Oops, I'm sorry Mr. Zhou."

"Well, it's fine." The petite female teacher shook her head with a smile.

The fat girl grabbed her with a look of surprise.

"Teacher Zhou, what skin care products have you used recently, your skin is so white!" Teacher Zhou shook his head and said, "It's nothing, maybe it's just a cold." ”

Thinking about it, Mr. Zhou didn't want to recall the experience of vomiting and fainting.

"Oh." The fat girl looked at her back with some suspicion and turned on the TV.

"Welcome to the Hushan City Morning News.

"We will continue to report on the follow-up of the huge food poisoning case at Hushan Station for you."

"The Hushan Health Bureau has lifted the three-level red alert and has confirmed that there has been a large-scale food poisoning incident in the T384 train, and the poisoned patients have dizziness, vomiting and other symptoms, but then they are harmless to the human body."

"After a three-day observation period, the symptoms have eliminated the infectiousness, all stranded passengers have been evacuated, and Hushan Station has reopened to the public at 8 o'clock this morning."

Lin Fan glanced up at the news, straightened the table, walked out of the office with the teaching book, and went to the class location.

USTC ranks high among the entire imperial universities, but almost all of them are polytechnics to support a piece of the world, and if you want to count the humanities, the most famous is Lin Fan's doctoral supervisor.

It is famous here, and it is a weight in the eyes of young people.

Those education masters who compile textbooks are really difficult to get into the eyes of tens of millions of people.

On the contrary, a "Legend of Wukong" that year made Director Xiong a peerless master, and many literature lovers applied for the Department of Humanities of USTC for a while.

If "The Legend of Wukong" is the banner of the School of Humanities, then Lin Fan was the benchmark of the year, but ten years of decadence made Lin Fan's reputation fall into the abyss.

Class 181 of the Chinese Department of the College of Humanities, Lin Fan pushed the door in.

Dozens of glances looked at Lin Fan's face unchanged, tried his best to make his smile sincere, and strode to the podium.

"Hello everyone, I am your new teaching assistant, Mr. Xiong has something, I will take this class for him."

The girls sitting in the front row had bright eyes, Lin Fan was angular, and her steady face with a hint of melancholy was obviously not handsome, and even a little rough, but it was heartwarming at a glance.

The boys, on the other hand, felt a rush of pretending in their faces.

"Who's the squad leader, get up and roll it out."

"Here!" He Qianqian stood up with a pale face.

"So coincidentally?" Lin Fan smiled at her.

"Well, I didn't expect you to be our teaching assistant either."

"Well, let's name it." Lin Fan glanced at the row of girls sitting next to her, and said unlucky, the eighteen girls in the class were all infected.

"Okay, today, we're going to talk about an introduction to modern poetry."

The content of the course Lin Fan read the whole course according to the book, and read the whole book with him, and the students below listened to it drowsily, even his shocking temperament could not attract the praise of those girls.

Finally, He Qianqian couldn't help but raise her hand and said, "Teacher, I have a problem." ”

"Say."

"The teacher said that there is no format for modern poetry creation, and it is not limited to form to create, what is the form here?"

Lin Fan touched his nose and said with a smile: "I can't answer you this question, you keep it to ask Teacher Xiong." ”

"Shh

Regardless of their boos, what is left for them is the arrogant back.

"I'll go, this teacher is so temperamental, but the lecture is too watery, how can the school let this kind of person teach."

"That's it, it's estimated that it's another relationship."

"Okay, don't chew your tongue behind people's backs, at least Mr. Lin can also give lectures, I heard that some classes are self-study as soon as they start class." He Qianqian comforted.

"I'll go, garbage school!"

Lin Fan didn't mean to be disgusting, this knowledge point is in the book, the student is so an adult, and someone has to read it to you, and the teacher is also tired.

When I went back to the office to rest, tore open the coffee package, and had another drink, a figure rushed in angrily, and a fist flew over without saying hello.

The fat girl in the office slipped the cup in her hand in surprise and fell to Teacher Zhou's work. The rest of the teaching assistants also subconsciously turned their heads away.

The humanoid Tyrannosaurus threw a punch and was wiped out.

But this speed was very slow in Lin Fan's eyes, but when he looked at the person who came, he was also very strange and didn't know him.

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