Dong Yue habitually analyzed the mental activities of the teenager.

Well?

Die, die, die, die?

What the hell is this?

"What is there to say if you are unhappy......"

Before Dong Yue finished speaking, the young man interrupted her immediately.

"Saying it makes you happy, doesn't it?"

Dong Yue patted her forehead, she now seriously suspected that there was no normal person here!

"I'm the new psychiatrist, helping you regulate your mood."

The young man glanced at Dong Yue, thinking about what happened to him in Loulan, and his eyes turned red again.

Next, he briefly introduced his script and sighed.

"If I can beat that brute, I must send him to Loulan so that he can experience this pain too."

Dong Yue didn't care about his nonsense, but explained it according to his current state.

"You think it's wrong to let that old woman die because of your mistake."

"The old woman is already determined to die, and your arrival only hastened the process."

"The most important thing you should do now is to live with the old woman's last wish and save Loulan."

……

As a psychiatrist she is qualified, and it took less than a minute after pouring a whole bunch of chicken broth.

The young man with red eyes became full of fighting spirit in the blink of an eye.

"Thanks, I see!"

The boy stood up and walked to the ticket office with a pair of fighting eyes.

That's right, Boss Zhang asked Dong Yue to be an employee, in addition to wanting to know who was scolding him in his heart, a large part of the reason was to relieve the group of tourists in Loulan.

As long as the chicken soup is poured one after another, those tourists who were originally collapsed will definitely be full of fighting spirit to experience it again.

It's all emotional!!

Dong Yue looked at the young man walking towards the ticket office and sighed silently.

She always felt that she was committing a crime, and that her morals and conscience were condemned.

It's just that when I thought that the content of this work and Loulan were all from Boss Zhang, that trace of guilt disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The symptoms of northernization have gradually taken effect on her.

Terminal diseases, which cannot be solved by modern medicine, can be transmitted by contact.

As time went by, Dong Yue also began to get busy.

In Loulan, there are tourists who have been hit all the time, and Dong Yue's mouth has not stopped for a moment.

The kind of !! that speaks

And most of those who have been exonerated by Dong Yue have become high-spirited.

Isn't it Loulan?

I am the savior!

I must liberate the whole Loulan, realize a well-off society in an all-round way, and defeat all cows, ghosts, snakes and gods!

And a small part of them, they don't have the fighting spirit of youth and frivolity, but they have a firm heart.

Although under the torture of Boss Zhang, this thing can't last long at all.

But at least that's enough time for them to experience it again.

Zhang Bei rubbed the top of his head, which was becoming sparse at noon, and Arthur's voice sounded in his ears.

"Boss, your alma mater has sent you an invitation to attend the 70th anniversary celebration."

"Are you sure it's my alma mater?"

"Yenching Jianzhu University, that's right."

Zhang Bei looked at the invitation letter on his phone and was silent for a long time.

It wasn't after he graduated that he became like this.

There were some clues as early as when I was in school.

Many teachers still talk about the North color change.

Things still have to start from the time when Zhangbei University was just enrolled.

It was the end of military training and the return of the National Day holiday.

After taking several engineering and construction classes, Zhang Bei became interested in the bald teacher who had a bad stomach and loved to harass female students.

So, taking advantage of the dark night and the high wind and the quiet moon, he made a simple timing system from the quicklime he bought from Taobao.

That's right, it's engineering and construction expertise!

The bald teacher was halfway through class that day, and he made an old mistake.

So I rushed straight to the toilet.

The timer device is triggered, and the container containing a large amount of quicklime falls into the water.

As we all know, quicklime emits a lot of heat when exposed to water.

And in a place like a toilet, the last thing that is lacking is water.

The entire school building stopped that day, and dozens of air purifiers were put inside.

120 When he pulled the bald teacher away, he could hear the sound of swearing in his mouth.

It was the first time, and although there was no evidence that he had done it, a group of students knew it.

But Zhang Bei, who became famous in the first battle, did not have the idea of stopping.

The second time, it can't be called a story, it's more appropriate to say it's an accident.

The main victim of the incident came from a certain dean who loved to drink.

The course he teaches to his students on weekdays is called design illustration.

Electives, but also give credits.

Most of the students who take his classes enjoy it.

After all, the old man slept on the table after a few words, and spent most of the time letting the students play by themselves.

The school also saw that he was about to retire in a few months, and did not plan to interfere too much.

After learning that the old man loved to drink, Zhang Bei carefully packed a gift box with a greeting card for him.

Inside the box is a jar of ten years of good wine, and there is absolutely no wine lover who can resist that aroma.

And Zhang Bei even used the trumpet to infiltrate the teacher group and issued a less important notice.

[All teachers are invited to come to the dean's office for a meeting at 3 p.m.] 】

Boss Zhang just planned to let the dean's drunken state be revealed, and by the way, he would join in the fun.

But things were far beyond his control.

The devil knows that the dean can lock the office door when he drinks.

The devil knows that he can drink all the three catties of liquor in that jar.

When the teacher came at three o'clock in the afternoon, the office door was locked, and there was no sound inside.

You know, the dean is sixty-four, and he is two months away from retirement.

What if something goes wrong in the office at such an age?

In desperation, the group didn't even look for a spare key, and called 119 directly.

After violently breaking down the door, the picture that caught his eyes made Zhang Bei laugh directly.

The dean held the wine jar in his arms, and the suit on his upper body was open and his chest hair was exposed.

The lower half of his body is wearing a pair of five-point pants, and he is lying on the sofa with saliva.

I don't know what it was, but they had a different teacher for that class.

This kind of inappropriate thing can happen almost every few weeks.

But on the contrary, can you punish a student who gives a gift to the teacher?

The four years of Zhangbei University were extremely comfortable, but a group of teachers were simply conscientious, for fear that they would be targeted by this little brute.

Even the principal knew about it, and he just hoped that the four years would pass quickly and send this plague god away as soon as possible.

Zhang Bei looked at the invitation on his phone, and his smile gradually became richer.

"Send a notice to the school, I'm going to celebrate this school day."