I may be a pseudo-scholar

Chapter 243 It's Okay

Lao Guo had the same eyebrows and a serious expression. If Song Ping hadn't known Lao Guo, he would have almost believed it.

Song Ping's heart twitched slightly, and he couldn't help shouting: I don't know who is running to the Academic Affairs Office every day to take away the school's remaining teaching materials? !

Can't we go to the school warehouse to find it?If you have to go to the Academic Affairs Office, can a sacred place like the Academic Affairs Office be the same as that kind of py trading place?Moreover, once you take it, you will get a big lump. If you finish this big lump today, you will get another big lump tomorrow!

Song Ping was also puzzled. The school's remaining teaching materials were only transferred by the Academic Affairs Office, and put in the open space of the Academic Affairs Office in the morning. Usually, they would be delivered to the school warehouse in more than an hour.But every time, this old Guo can grasp this time difference, and cut it off before it is sent to the school's inventory.

In fact, Lao Guo went to the school inventory to get these materials, and followed the Academic Affairs Office to get these materials, which is essentially the same.But... Who made the logistics and the Academic Affairs Office separated by a corridor?

But... What made Song Ping even more angry was that this pious guy would come to the Academic Affairs Office every day to hang around, but he acted like I was very busy.

When Song Ping was about to say something to fight back against this shameless guy, the phone on the table vibrated suddenly.

[I was reviewing the materials in the bureau, but I couldn't leave, so I let Lao Guo go. --Director Liu]

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Song Ping waved his hand feebly.

"Bai Xue, take it with you."

Lao Guo raised his eyebrows and proudly raised his right index finger.

Bai Xue watched from the side, dumbfounded.

What does this raised right index finger mean?I know the middle finger is provocative and contemptuous. Is this raising the index finger an enhanced version of raising the middle finger?

And... what do you mean take away?Ask me if Bai Xue agrees?Take it away?

Lao Guo looked at Bai Xue with a smile, his eyes were bright, and he didn't give in much compared to Song Ping when he met Bai Xue.

"Teacher, where shall I go with you?" Bai Xue didn't move, he kicked in his heart, touched his chin, and asked.

Song Ping sat on the side, looking at it with an innocent face, as if saying: If you don't go with you, you can't blame me!
"Hey, Teacher Guo is here again?"

At this time, the door of the Academic Affairs Office was pushed open again, and a middle-aged man walked in with a briefcase.

I saw his thin lips curled up, his tone raised slightly, his brows raised, his expression was indifferent and playful.

The man's voice was not low, and almost everyone in the Academic Affairs Office was attracted to it.

Well... this early in the morning, there were actually not many people in the Academic Affairs Office.

Old Guo followed the prestige, looked at the man, and there was a hint of ridicule on his face.

"Isn't this Deputy Director Zhao? It's not even nine o'clock yet, you came so early!"

Normally, the Academic Affairs Office of Shuimu University goes to work at eight o'clock every day. Obviously, if you look deeper, this Deputy Director Zhao must be late.

Deputy Director Zhao snorted lightly, but didn't answer.

"These teachers at Shuimu University...the smell of gunpowder seems to be very strong..." Bai Xue muttered in his heart, looked at Lao Guo, and then at the deputy director Zhao who had just entered the door, but remained silent.

In his impression, in a top institution like Shuimu University, everyone should yearn for academics, indulge in academics, strive for academics, and yearn for academic progress.

This is indeed the case for undergraduates, who are constantly running around for compulsory and elective courses every day; the same is true for graduate students, vying to be laboratory dogs and killing the Quartet in the laboratory; not to mention the professors and scholars of Mizuki University, Daily academic discussions and research experiments have become their compulsory courses.The first thing they say when they wake up every day is not that I want to pee, or that I want to go back to sleep again, but to search for new papers on this experimental proposition.

But in this small Academic Affairs Office, Bai Xue discovered that these administrators, on the contrary, jumped out of the academic circle of Shuimu University, and instead chatted endlessly in gags every day.

Bai Xue really didn't want to go with this wretched old man named Lao Guo.

From the first time he saw this wretched old man, Bai Xue had a bad impression of him.The majestic Mizuki University, the fashion of Mizuki is popular all over China, with the majestic aura of a gentleman in its elegance.But this old man has eyebrows that don't look like eyebrows, eyes that don't look like eyes, coupled with his short look and exaggerated expression, he really doesn't look like a good person.

But... Bai Xue didn't want to offend him either.

After all, he is also an editor-in-chief in the school, even though he is from the logistics department, but seeing this guy entering and leaving the Academic Affairs Office as if no one was there, Bai Xue knew that this guy should be a stubborn stubble.

Old Guo narrowed his eyes coldly, and watched as Deputy Director Zhao left the hall of the Academic Affairs Office and walked to the area where the deputy director worked. Only when his figure was blocked by a partition and disappeared, Lao Guo turned his gaze back.

"Let's go, classmate Bai, I have some questions and I want to discuss them with you." Lao Guo put on a wretched smile again.

"Ahem..." Bai Xue bit his lip, his throat tightened.

"Teacher... I have a stomachache."

"..." Lao Guo.

"..." Song Ping.

Shouldn't this kind of rejection be too obvious?
You should say one thing: I want to take a shit!
Old Guo smiled leisurely and rolled his eyes, which really didn't look like the expression that a person who looks [-] years old should have.

"It's okay, there is a toilet in my place too!"

"..." Bai Xue.

"..." Song Ping.

Such an obvious refusal, you old Guo didn't even hear it?
By the way... the toilet in the logistics department is really a toilet instead of a warehouse?
Song Ping felt a little sad for Bai Xue when he thought of Lao Guo running to the Academic Affairs Office every day to occupy the latrine.

"Teacher... I suddenly remembered that the light in the dormitory was still on. I want to go back and turn off the light." Bai Xue said again seriously.

"..." Lao Guo.

"..." Song Ping.

The reason for the stomachache is acceptable, but turning off the lights... is a bit too far-fetched, right?Who doesn't turn off the lights at night?Who gets up in the morning and still turns on the light in the bedroom?
Then, Lao Guo replied with a smile: "It doesn't matter. I'll call Wu Bin in your dormitory and ask him to go and lock him up."

Bai Xue was startled.

This old man actually knew Wu Bin?

One surnamed Guo, one surnamed Wu...

Doesn't seem to have anything to do with it?
"Cough cough cough... Teacher, I'm in the private dormitory." Bai Xue said without blushing.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with what he said. He did come from the separate dormitory in the morning. What's more, he fell asleep inadvertently last night. It seemed that the light in the dormitory toilet... It seemed that it was really turned off!

(End of this chapter)