Chapter Thirty-Five: It's Big!
The next day, when Zhao Zhu went out of the dormitory to class, he found that the small blackboard at the door of the dormitory building was actually hung with a black and white photo of Dean Tao, and the railing that was originally used by the students to dry the quilt was also strung with white paper flowers, so that the students who got up early to dry the quilt were not depressed, and it is estimated that no one wanted to get this bad luck and put their quilts and paper flowers together to bask in the sun and cover themselves at night.
The dormitory aunts also wore white chrysanthemums on their chests and black gauze wrapped around their arms, but they still sat there chatting with melon seeds, and they couldn't see much sadness, in fact, most of them were really sad.
The death of a principal may not be as big as an accident for a classroom teacher for the normal operation of the school.
However, in the morning, when the four people in the dormitory sat together to eat small wontons, the other three in the dormitory looked at the black and white photos and echoing mourning in the cafeteria, and they really had no appetite, only Zhao Zhu ate all the small wontons in his bowl as if he was a person who had nothing to do, and added a drawer of xiaolongbao.
After entering the classroom, nearly ten minutes into the class time, and the teacher had not yet arrived, a member of the student council wearing a red armband on his arm came to inform all the students waiting for class to go to the playground for a memorial service.
It's a memorial service again.
Zhao Zhu stuffed his books to Wu Jie and skipped work directly, although the people from the Discipline Inspection Department signed in on the playground, Chu Yaoyang should not embarrass himself.
There are students at the entrance of the teaching building distributing publications, which have photos and life deeds of Dean Tao before his death, and several students of the Propaganda Department set up a platform to give an excited speech on Dean Tao's contribution to the school, to the society and to all mankind.
Looking at the faces of these propaganda officers with red faces or tears in their eyes, I don't know. It is estimated that they thought it was their own father and mother who died.
All the freshman and sophomore students are gathering from the classroom or from the dormitory to the big playground one after another, and there are more people coming and going here, Zhao Zhu doesn't plan to go to the playground to listen to the mourning music and bask in the sun anyway, so he just leaned on the railing at the entrance of the building and watched the performance of the propaganda officers who were in tears for a while, which felt quite interesting.
"Huh, Wang Lang?" A familiar voice sounded behind Zhao Zhu.
Zhao Zhu knew who it was, Huang Yuxiao, originally Zhao Zhu wanted to pretend not to see him, or he couldn't see him in the first place. But when people call themselves, it is impossible for them to say that they will not respond, and they will not tear their faces so much.
"Hello senior." Zhao Zhu responded politely.
Huang Yuxiao also knew that Zhao Zhu would not go to the playground, and with his internal suspension, all the affairs of the Discipline Inspection Department were now all done by Chu Yaoyang, so he was quite idle at this time, and he didn't have any classes in his senior year, just waiting for graduation and assignment work.
Huang Yuxiao handed Zhao Zhu a cigarette. Zhao Zhu took it.
"You've heard about me, right?" The corners of Huang Yuxiao's eyes and mouth were coated with purple potion, and the swelling in many parts of his face was still there, so it was estimated that he was really beaten by Chu Yaoyang yesterday.
"I heard."
"Huh. I deserve it, and I can't complain about it. Huang Yu can also see it, anyway, his merit value is almost enough, so he simply waits for graduation honestly.
Zhao Zhu didn't answer.
"Do you know how Dean Tao died?" Huang Yuxiao asked again.
Zhao Zhu shook his head. Although he had a hunch that Dean Tao's death might be related to Chu Yaoyang and the extremely radical groups behind him, Zhao Zhu didn't want to pay attention to these things. Those extremist organizations have their own beliefs and pursuits, and it is precisely because of this that they are very dangerous, even if they are naΓ―ve, but the slightest carelessness, getting too close to them and their affairs, can lead to fire.
"Wind right away." Huang Yuxiao squinted his eyes and said these three words with a little ridicule, "Died on the woman's belly, and the female student was also quarantined and censored." β
Dean Tao Zhao Zhu has seen it, and he has also observed that this kind of person does not look like he is weak and has kidney deficiency, on the contrary, he should take good care of himself, and die on a woman's belly, in fact, it is also a covert means in disguise, for example, give him a large dose of ****** unconsciously, and then use some other things to stimulate the effect, the effect will be very good.
The following propaganda caliber is that Dean Tao worked hard for the students, and finally became ill after hard work, died at work, and was still reviewing the relevant documents in the school before his death, and the following propaganda officers were in tears.
"Okay, I'll go back to the dorm and sleep, I'll see you later." Huang Yuxiao patted Zhao Zhu's shoulder, and before turning to leave, he suddenly stopped again, "Are you free, let's go out for a drink, just to comfort me?" β
"Wait for tomorrow, okay?"
Huang Yuxiao smiled, with a look on his face that made Zhao Zhu a little unpredictable, "Okay, tomorrow, okay, tomorrow." β
After speaking, Huang Yuxiao walked out of the teaching building.
Zhao Zhu stared at Huang Yuxiao's back a little distracted, he knew that Huang Yuxiao was hiding something from him, but the other party was obviously reluctant to say it, so Zhao Zhu didn't bother to ask.
Walking to the toilet in the teaching building, Zhao Zhu washed his face with cold water, and then, seven or eight students walked into the toilet, they came in quickly, and they went out quickly, one student took out some yellow cloth strips from his schoolbag, and everyone took one and left quickly.
Zhao Zhu shook his hand, just now, he was facing the washbasin, so he was able to see the situation behind him from the mirror, which was more intuitive than now relying on his mental power to scan, the expressions on the faces of these students were very excited, very excited, and there was a trace of panic hidden in the depths, a bit like a virgin who finally mustered up the courage to enter the hair salon shop on the side of the road.
I walked out of the toilet and stood by the corridor on the third floor, when there were not many students in the teaching building, and it seemed a little deserted.
Suddenly, Zhao Zhu remembered what Chu Yaoyang had told him yesterday, and he asked Zhao Zhu if he felt that this school was cold.
Zhao Zhu's eyes narrowed slightly, one hand was placed on the cold railing, feeling the cold temperature emanating from the railing, his tongue stretched out, and licked it on the side of his lips.
"Am I thinking of them as too simple?" Zhao Zhu muttered to himself.
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On the playground, a big spiritual platform has been erected, and the freshman and sophomore students are standing in line on the playground at this time, and the people from the discipline inspection department began to check people's heads and point to them.
Many celebrities and dignitaries have also rushed to the school to mourn, both in scale and solemnity, it is much larger than yesterday's mourning meeting for more than a dozen students, plus it is now the opening of the Chinese GN Congress, many celebrities and people with status from all over the country have come to Nanjing in advance, so many people have come to the school to mourn, although the grade of Dean Tao is not high, but the influence is still very great, whether those students who graduated out recognize it or not, he is their mentor.
There were no less than 6,000 freshmen and sophomores in total, and all of them were standing under the sun at this time, watching the big people go to lay wreaths, and many of them had already shown dissatisfaction on their faces, but there was nothing they could do.
Dean Tao's wife is a fifty-year-old woman, and she also stood on the stage to appeal about her revolutionary friendship with Dean Tao, saying that Dean Tao is a great man who is dedicated to everyone for the cause and mankind regardless of his small family, but everyone knows that Dean Tao died of a stroke and died on the belly of a woman, and the whole mourning meeting is more like a grease and whitewashed ugly drama.
At least, that's what Zhao Zhu thought, but now Zhao Zhu's people are not in the playground or in the dormitory, but go directly to the armory.
Because Zhao Zhu found that he seemed to have made a mistake all along, he thought about this world, the students in this world, too simply, if it was before, he could have thought like this, after all, Zhao Zhu's strength at that time was transcendent, no matter what happened, he could be in a position outside the transcendent thing, but now, he may be a little confused.
According to Murphy's Law, things will unconsciously go in the worst direction, and the worst situation that Zhao Zhu can imagine now is this armory!
In addition to the active soldiers at the gate of the GN Military Academy, the rest of the positions and places are all taken care of by the student soldiers themselves, after all, these military cadets are actually soldiers, and there is no need to say what security guards to ask for, this armory is very large, with three floors, at this time, at the door, there are about twenty student soldiers patrolling and guarding with weapons, everything seems to be no different from usual, but Zhao Zhu found that they are wearing yellow cloth strips on their arms, It's the same as the strip of cloth I saw in the toilet before.
Through the nearby green belt, Zhao Zhu sneaked to the vicinity of the armory, this is the back of the armory, there are no windows, the wall is also reinforced, the bombs can't be exploded, there is only one gate entrance, but if you want to "see" the situation inside, for Zhao Zhu, you don't have to enter through the gate, at this time his body is close to the wall, and his spiritual power slowly penetrates in.
In Zhao Zhu's mind, a picture appeared inside, there were many weapon cabinets and weapon racks here, and when the student soldiers went out to perform tasks or other needs, they would take slips here to get weapons.
Immediately afterwards, a scene that shocked Zhao Zhu appeared in his sea of knowledge:
Weapon racks and weapon cabinets, all empty!
Things, big deals!
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The plot of the academy won't last long, and the dragon doesn't plan to write the academy stream, so rest assured, and then, the following will be a very exciting big high.................. Tide.
Since the big high tide is coming, brothers, let's get some monthly passes and rewards, 2333333 (to be continued.) )