The police car sent Yang Jingbin directly to the office building of Jingcheng University, where three police officers took him into the office of a vice president, where Wu Qingui and the vice president were in charge of reception, and after simply signing and completing the handover procedures, the police left.

It only took a few minutes.

Along the way......

Although Yang Jingbin was not handcuffed, and his belongings were returned to him, the three policemen, including the driver, were all silent and had serious faces, which made Yang Jingbin can't help but be a little nervous and suspicious, isn't it, really send him back to school?

It wasn't until he entered the office building and saw Wu Qingui and the vice principal that he believed in his heart that he really let him come back.

This also made him more and more confused.

What's the situation?

The vice principal was about to say something, but Wu Qingui, who was smiling, signaled with a pleading look, patted his shoulder, bowed and nodded, and was sent out of the office first. Closing the door, Wu Qingui turned his head to look at Yang Jingbin who was in a trance, and couldn't help but sigh and sigh with emotion: "This time, you are really lucky if you have divine help!"

"What?" Yang Jingbin looked dazed.

Wu Qingui sat down with a smile, holding a teacup and unhurriedly told Yang Jingbin about the sudden and turbulent but calm passage of the school in the past two days, and then waved his hand and said: "The general situation is like this, ah, don't make any more stubborn mistakes, have a meeting to criticize you in a while, and have a better attitude." ”

"Criticism?" Yang Jingbin was stunned - no matter how stupid he was, he knew that this criticism showed that he seemed to be ......

Are you really okay?

"What, what else do you want?" Wu Qingui snorted and said, "The handling plan has been decided, and the major demerit will be recorded and a serious punishment will be given once." ”

"Anything else?" Yang Jingbin asked blankly.

"It's gone!" Wu Qingui smiled, got up and walked out with a teacup: "Come with me to the big conference room, I'm waiting for you, remember, have a better attitude......"

"Oh. ”

Yang Jingbin walked out in a trance, feeling as if he was dreaming.

When he went out, he raised his wrist and glanced at his watch, nine o'clock and four o'clock—and then he suddenly remembered what Wen Shuo had said to him that day on the shore of the lake in Shifang, and it was also a promise given to him, forty-eight hours!

At that time, he didn't believe that Wen Shuo could do anything.

After all......

The nature of the matter is serious.

But, it seems, it was really Wen Shuo who did something, and then contributed to what Dean Wu said just now, Xu Xianjin did three incredible things in a row, and then he sucked away the rolling anger of the students and digested the thunder anger above......

The bottom of the kettle is drawn.

The whole thing is like an edifice about to collapse, supported by one after another, one after another.

Replenishment day;

Tilt the sky!

Did Wen Shuo do it?

How did he do it?

Yang Jingbin thought of Dean Wu's words just now: "This time, you are really like a god help, and you have great luck!"

It's past ten o'clock in the morning.

The sky was overcast and there was no wind, but the temperature dropped to nearly zero, and it seemed that the cold wind that had howled and raged all night last night had sent winter to the capital.

Yang Jingbin walked out of the office building of Beijing University in a trance.

Until now, he still couldn't believe that this matter was over—as if it hadn't happened, but it did happen—so that Yang Jingbin felt a sense of loss in his heart that he shouldn't have.

How can such a big thing be said to be calmed down and then settled?

The sense of accomplishment is slightly lacking......

Yang Jingbin is wearing a very simple black coat, black trousers, leather shoes, glasses, gray hair, and he looks older than before.

Walking slowly on campus, Yang Jingbin naturally felt a strong sourness, happy, nostalgic, and inexplicably sad.

It's like being born again.

It is like the students who studied here decades ago and returned to their alma mater again. Everything, so familiar, yet so unfamiliar.

Students, faculty and staff who are alone, or in groups of threes and threes, whether they are riding bicycles or walking, will be surprised when they see Yang Jingbin, stop far away, and soon rejoice Xie Cangtian, nodding slightly in awe.

Some even bow quite formally to show their reverence.

Probably only in Kyoto University, and only in Kyoto University......

did such an act that ordinary people seem to be bloody and contrived, but they are sincere, right?

Yang Jingbin was moved, relieved, the undeserved loss in his heart was gone, and he was full of a sense of accomplishment......

God?

Yang Jingbin does not believe in luck and does not believe in the existence of gods in this world.

So he was sure that behind Xu Xianjian's unbelievable behavior, it must be Wen Shuo, who did something unbelievable.

So he thought of many mysteries in history that are still difficult to solve, or rather, after various analyses by later generations, they thought that they were luck and luck, or simply blamed on the wisdom of the protagonists of those events, or they were stupid and confused......

Today's people cannot be in the scene of history, so everything can only be inferred and speculated.

Now, Xu Xianjin began to suspect that among those suspicious historical events, there may be a figure behind the scenes who has not been recorded by history, who dominates the direction of the events, which will cause a lot of fog. If this speculation is true, the person who is hiding behind the scenes should be the same as Wen Shuo, with unbelievable mystical methods, such as the calligraphy talisman to drive away the murderer, such as the day he was like a big god near the stone workshop...... dominates the course of events.

As for how to lead, what is the subtlety.

No one knows.

Perhaps, it is a superstitious behavior similar to changing and increasing luck.

Changing shipments?

Yang Jingbin pondered, did it change and increase my luck, or the luck of the teachers and students in Beijing, or did it reduce Xu Xianjian's luck?

In thought, I unconsciously returned to the School of Archaeology and Museums.

Just after class in the teaching and research department, many students came out in groups holding books in the antique college, laughing and laughing.

Wen Shuo carried a shoulder bag and a thick copy of "Ancient Social Studies" in both hands, and walked slowly out as he read it—unlike before, he was no longer accompanied by his roommates, and there was no giggling and laughing.

The reason is quite helpless and ridiculous.

Although on the afternoon of the incident, almost everyone figured it out, and it would not be good for Teacher Yang Jingbin to gather and make trouble again, but Wen Shuo's attitude of staying out of the matter and sleeping in the dormitory still disgusted most people.

And the reason why many people know about it is naturally that Han Hui and Gao Qiushi told several other students in the department angrily.

And then......

One to ten, ten to hundred, almost the whole academy knows.

Originally, there were not many people in the three departments of the School of Archaeology and Museums, and the previous undergraduate and graduate students were added together.

There is a way that the speaker has no intention, but the listener has the intention.

And the most hateful and hurtful thing about rumors is that they pass through a mouth and add a layer of skin!

So Wen Shuo has now become a disgrace to the entire Institute of Archaeology, Culture and Museums - this ungrateful villain, this guy who has no bones in Beijing, this stingy and stingy, treacherous and despicable shameless......

Teacher Yang Jingbin's paper newspaper has the style of shaking the past and the present, and everyone in the school recites it, and it will surely leave a name in history and become a classic chapter!

However, Wen Shuo, who was most loved and cared for by Mr. Yang, chose to escape because of his cleverness and fear of the risks he might face when Mr. Yang was in trouble. As for his later words that were correctly analyzed, it was just to find a shameful excuse for himself - no wonder everyone misunderstood and wronged him, after all, no matter how heartless a person is, there is such a big incident in the school, Yang Jingbin is in prison, he, a student who is taken care of by Teacher Yang, can actually sleep in the dormitory!

How could he, sleep?!

Now, all the faculty and staff of the academy, as well as Han Hui and Gao Qiushi, the original makers of the rumors, are infected by these emotions and become more and more angry with Wen Shuo.

It was Chi Rong, Zhou Zhihua, and Kang Jinhui, and they didn't know what to do for a while.

With Wen Shuo again, it seems that ......

Will you be scolded too?

There is a saying that "those who are close to Zhu are red, and those who are close to ink are black." ”

The so-called "smell of the same"

So these three helpless guys, gritted their teeth and stomped their feet, let's go together - don't embarrass the boss too much, and don't get close to others, so that I don't have to hear those criticisms of the boss in my ears, and I can't bear it!

"Teacher Yang is back......"

I don't know who shouted in surprise, everyone immediately looked at the gate of the college, and saw Teacher Yang Jingbin walking slowly, dressed plainly as usual, but his hair was already full of life, and his expression was calm like a pool of deep water, so he had a sense of vicissitudes.

Seeing his expression and temperament, everyone couldn't help but feel heartache - Mr. Yang, what kind of mental torture and pressure have you endured in the past two days?

In ancient times, there was a clear stream kneeling in the sky and knocking on the door of heaven.

Today, there is Mr. Yang, a paper newspaper shines ancient and modern!

The students rushed forward to salute Teacher Yang and greet him......

Under such circumstances, Yang Jingbin became more and more moved, and forced a smile as he walked, but he thanked the students with tears in his eyes and said hello, but his steps did not slow down, he did not stop, and walked straight to the fat man who was standing under the eaves of the porch, holding a book and looking at him with a smile.

Finally, everyone sensed something, and everyone gathered together and watched Teacher Yang walk towards the hateful, despicable fat man.

What does Mr. Yang do?

Perhaps, he heard something, so he was even more heartbroken, and he wanted to question Wen Shuo in person, why?

Although it would be bloody......

However, what Mr. Yang does is reasonable!

The students' expressions were full of hope, and they even looked forward to it, after Yang Jingbin walked over, he could raise his hand and slap the fat man who was still smiling!

"Coming back?" Wen Shuo asked softly, smiling.

Yang Jingbin, whose eyes were full of tears, was so excited that he couldn't speak, he nodded, and then bent down solemnly - deeply, bow!

No thanks.

That's the only way!