Wen Shuo was choked, and said angrily: "I don't get angry with Xu Xian anymore, why do you say you are still ......?"

"This has nothing to do with you!" Yang Jingbin got up and went to the door and opened the door: "Get out!"

"What?" Wen Shuo glared.

Yang Jingbin clenched his fists, his eyelids drooped slightly, and he said softly: "Wen Shuo, it is likely that something bigger will happen next...... So you, don't stay in my office, it's not good for people to see, the teacher doesn't want to bother you. ”

"You, what else do you want to do?" Wen Shuo looked at him in horror and inexplicable.

"It's possible, it's a good thing, don't ask. Yang Jingbin smiled indifferently and said, "Isn't there a saying that wealth is sought in danger?"

Wen Shuo was stunned - this pedantic old pedant has made progress again?

But......

Don't play with the heartbeat, okay?!

He suddenly realized that what Yang Jingbin was going to do this time was probably not purely aimed at Xu Xianjian, nor did it have anything to do with his renting a storefront room - these were just a fuse. As for what Yang Jingbin wants to do and what is his purpose......

The fat man can't guess!

He's just a simple freshman!

"Let's go. Yang Jingbin said again, his expression had become gloomy, and he could not refuse!

"I'm not leaving, you tell me what you want to do?" Wen Shuo sat stubbornly on the sofa like a stunned child.

Yang Jingbin strode forward with a calm face and stretched out his hand to pull......

Can't pull!

Wen Shuo snorted coldly, thinking that with you, a powerless scholar, Lao Tzu doesn't have to work hard to sit here, you can't push it!

"You ......" Yang Jingbin was helpless.

Wen Shuo saw him sit down suddenly, then he got up angrily and walked over to close the door, turned around and came back but did not sit down again, but stood diagonally against the wall, holding a cigarette in his left hand, raised his right hand and snapped his fingers, and said: "If you can trust me, just tell me about your plan, and I will help you with the staff." You know, if you do this kind of thing and practice alone, the probability of success is very low, to say that it sounds good, this is called self-confidence, to look down on yourself, to say that it is ugly, that is, conceited, narcissistic, self-righteous, no one in sight, blind arrogance, a tendon in the brain!"

"I ......" Yang Jingbin shook his head.

"Do you still need me to tell you about one chopstick and ten chopsticks? Do you want to talk about the strength of the team, and tell you how the three stinkers are better than Zhuge Liang?"

"Wen Shuo, you ......"

"Alright, don't dwell on it here. Wen Shuo walked over and extinguished the long cigarette butt in the ashtray, leaned over and pressed the coffee table with both hands, and said with a look of disdain and conceit: "In terms of archaeology, I am definitely not as good as you as an expert, but when it comes to the whole person, a hundred of you are not as good as me...... Ahem, I mean, a conspiracy, and no, it's a conspiracy!"

Yang Jingbin was amused by Wen Shuo's deliberately far-fetched humorous words, and then his smile became bitter, and after thinking about it, he said, "Who asked you to come?"

"Xu Xianxian. Wen Shuo said: "His attitude is very tough, let me come over to warn you to withdraw-lift-report, there is no evidence in that letter, and it is useless at all." If you don't withdraw your letter, he will definitely take revenge on you. So, I hurried over to you, I didn't want to persuade you to stop, and I knew that I couldn't persuade you, I just couldn't watch you suffer stupidly, so I wanted to discuss with you, how do we clean up that bastard!"

Yang Jingbin shook his head and did not speak.

It's not that he doesn't trust Wen Shuo, but he can't trust it—because what he wants to do next, once it leaks out, there will be no chance.

What if Wen Shuo was sent by Dean Wu?

Dean Wu and Wen Shuo, no matter what they do to him, it is for his good. But in this world, there are always some significant things that need to be done, even if many people say they are stupid, they will be scolded or even hated by others, even if they ......

It will cost you greatly!

Yang Jingbin stopped talking, picked up the cigarette on the table, lit one and took a puff fiercely, and his face, which was quickly half-covered by the smoke, was full of perseverance - he himself didn't believe that real-name and report could play a role!

It's also about giving yourself a little hope.

So the moment he handed out the real-name report, Yang Jingbin was already holding his sword in his hand, ready to stab the most powerful blow - even if he was ruined, he had to clear the clouds and see the blue sky, and he had to return the university to a clean place, and he wanted to sound the alarm for the world.

That's what he wants!

The worst outcome is taken into account, and the best outcome is ......

Have it?

Achieving what you want is the best result, right?

Earn a name before and after?

Wen Shuo was right - he really wanted to make a name for himself, but that was just one more reason and a little more encouragement for his crazy action.

"You speak!" Wen Shuo stood up anxiously, grinning like a wounded old wolf. He has always had one thing to say, and he is most annoyed by this kind of silent gourd at a critical moment - everyone is a man, can you hurry up?

Yang Jingbin smiled and shook his head.

"Okay!" the fat man completely blew up, glared and waved his arms and roared: "Do what you like......"

After that, he strode to the hanger and took off Yang Jingbin's black leather shoulder bag, no matter what was inside, he opened it and fell to the ground, emptied it and squatted down in front of the bookcase, opened the cabinet below and turned things out.

"What are you doing?" Yang Jingbin looked puzzled.

The fat man treated him in the same way, ignoring Yang Jingbin, he quickly searched for the pile of things from the cabinet and stuffed them into his shoulder bag, got up and walked to Yang Jingbin's side with a blushing face, and asked fiercely: "Is there any money?"

"How much?"

"Thirty, no, fifty!"

"Oh......" Yang Jingbin took out his wallet from his pocket, took out fifty yuan and handed it to Wen Shuo: "Where are you going?"

Wen Shuo glared at him fiercely: "I'm going to wipe your ass!"

"Huh?"

Yang Jingbin was stunned.

Wen Shuo strode to the door, opened the door and went out, slamming the door slammed shut.

The teacher and the student, neither of them knew what the other was going to do next, and no one was willing to tell each other.

But what is clear is that they both know what the other party is going to do next, very secretive and fierce. The difference is that Yang Jingbin knows that what he has done is upright, and he has the potential to overwhelm the mountains and the sea, and the atmosphere is magnificent; Wen Shuo knows that what he has done is dark and sharp, harming people invisibly, and the most invisible, mysterious and terrifying.

There is such a student, who saved him and helped him, and now he knows that it is dangerous and wants to wade into this troubled water for him......

Yang Jingbin smiled and shed tears: "It's worth ......"

That night, Wen Shuo did not return to the dormitory.

He went to the cheapest hotel near the school and stayed in a single room for 30 yuan a night.

It was only after three o'clock in the morning that he prepared all the things he needed, packed them up, meditated cross-legged and practiced, recovered his almost exhausted true qi, and rested his tired and sleepy spirit.

Seven o'clock in the morning.

The colorful glow floats for thousands of miles, and the morning sun has not yet risen.

Wen Shuo, whose eyes were black, pedaled back to school on a tricycle, and saw a large number of ...... gathered in the triangle from a distance A lot of people!

And there are many more people coming from all over the world, constantly converging into the triangle.

What happened?

The triangle is the distribution center of campus activities of Jingcheng University, where many major events in history have left strong traces, and the road is full of information columns, which are full of various advertisements, recruitment information, lecture posters, as well as students' graffiti, poetry and song works, and sometimes there are slander, fabrication, and exposure of gossip information, as well as articles that point out the disadvantages of the times, looking at the international situation, analyzing the economic trend, and pointing out the country.

At the beginning of each semester, the major clubs on campus will also recruit new students in the triangle and often hold various activities......

Seeing that there were more and more people there, there was soon a sound of raising arms and shouting in the crowd, asking everyone not to crowd, spontaneously form an order to come in and watch, and after seeing it, they went outside to discuss, so as not to affect other people to come in and watch. After someone raised the question of order, they immediately followed the crowd, and the people outside went in an orderly manner, and the people inside went out in an orderly manner, and the students who walked out of the crowd began to gather in groups to discuss one after another, some were filled with righteous indignation, and some were full of caution with flashing eyes.

Wen Shuo, who was about to drive close to the triangle, suddenly pressed the brake lever and stopped on the side of the road, looking at the crowds there, listening to the shouting discussions.

He guessed why there was such a grand occasion in the triangle early in the morning!

He guessed what Yang Jingbin's back hand was!

It was a sharp sword that was desperate to use his body as a blade and stabbed with incomparably resolute and ruthless stabbing - the long sword broke through the air!

Open the sky with a sword!

Sharp ghost-god!

Almost instantly, Wen Shuo's natural sensitivity to politics and intelligent mind, as well as the many glorious histories he learned about Beijing University after entering Beijing University, made Wen Shuo immediately imagine that there would inevitably be a storm that would sweep the entire Beijing University next......

So he trembled like chaff, frightened, and remorseful!

How did he end up with a teacher like Yang Jingbin, the head teacher!

Why did you get involved with him?

Dog day!

Yang Jingbin: Where is he playing with a heartbeat?

He's playing with his life!

I knew that this was the case, I didn't rent the storefront room anymore, I didn't do business, and I didn't make money...... Fuck, I'm not going to college either!

Wen Shuo really burst into tears this time, and while no one noticed, he pedaled three rounds and turned around and flew towards the south gate - completely out of subconscious self-preservation instinct, wanting to escape and leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.

This place in the capital is really not a place for people!

The people here are youkai, crazy, and insane!

But after riding more than ten meters away, the fat man made a sharp turn and stopped on the side of the road in tears.

Walk?

What to go?

Is there no three hundred taels of silver here?

Afraid of what?

Lao Tzu is a good student, what does this matter have to do with Lao Tzu?!

Where do I know what he's going to do!

After thinking for a while, Wen Shuo gritted his teeth and pedaled a tricycle around the crowds of people in the triangle, heading towards the Boya Tower on the shore of Weiming Lake.