Yamaishi

When Shen Zhuoqing returned home, Li Fangqian and Ruan Linlin had just finished talking on the phone.

As expected, it was the same old trick of persuading him to get married.Ruan Linlin discovered Li Fangqian's severe vomiting after taking the medicine, and she was not willing to let him continue to suffer. She also saw that Li Fangqian had become more obedient recently, so she stopped taking the medicine.It's just that Li Fangqian prevaricates all kinds of girls in different ways by using the excuse that the laboratory is busy.

Li Fangqian explained to Ruan Linlin countless times that she should not waste the girl's time, nor does she need the girl to take care of herself.

"Is the person surnamed Shen coming to pester you again?" Ruan Linlin would jump to this question almost every time, with a nervous sensitivity and vigilance, as if as long as Li Fangqian answered "yes", Shen Zhuoqing would be able to answer immediately. earthquake.

"He never pestered me!" Li Fangqian finally couldn't hold back his anger and yelled at the phone.Ruan Linlin seemed to be frightened, she was silent for several seconds, and then began to cry intermittently, asking him if he had been in contact with Shen Zhuoqing all along, and if he wanted to abandon this family for Shen Zhuoqing.

"No, no. Mom, it's been almost two years, you should let it go." Li Fangqian frowned, feeling very tired.

After a day of experimentation, his whole body was already sore and limp. At this moment, Li Fangqian answered dejectedly, and fell on the bed.

The dull and clear photos on the ceiling are green and sunny, with bangs fluttering in the wind, smiling brightly at him.

The moment I hung up the phone, my hanging heart finally let go. Although it was solid, the feeling of falling was painful.

Do he and Shen Zhuoqing really want to hide and hide from each other until the world can accept this "taboo" love?

Looking at the screen that was slowly dimming, he really wanted to hear the deep and clear voice, but thought that the person should be at home at this time, and it was inconvenient to answer the phone in front of Wang Xia and the others, so he had to hold the phone and sleep with his clothes on.

Suddenly the bell rang, as if there was a telepathy, Shen Zhuoqing also called him from the bed.

"Not asleep yet?" Li Fangqian quickly pressed the answer button and put it to his ear: "Is it convenient for you to talk?"

Li Fangqian heard the soft rustling sound from the quilt over there, and said in a calm and almost breathless voice: "It's not convenient, but I want to hear your voice. I'm a little tired after hearing a bad story today." , and recounted the key points of Zhang Wan's matter to Li Fangqian.

"If you want to help him, you have to be careful and don't offend others. After all, it's not your business, so you should handle it well."

Li Fangqian asked a few words, and then began to recall the greeting just now.

The deep, low-pitched breath penetrated into the ear canal, resembling the moaning at that time, and it was even more tempting to spread through the earpiece, stimulating Li Fangqian until his ears became red, and a numb shivering sensation crawled all over his body.

"Mr. Shen." Li Fangqian heard that there was no movement from Shen Zhuoqing, and suddenly said with a smile: "Don't call me under the covers from now on, is that okay?"

Shen Zhuoqing said "Huh?", with a rising sound, because he lowered his voice under the quilt, and his voice was sticky, Li Fangqian felt that a certain part was about to move.

"It seems that I really won't be able to sleep tonight..."

......

Shen Zhuoqing was so tormented that he almost didn't sleep all night, but he still got up early in the morning and went to the graduate school.

Copies of materials and periodicals suspected of being plagiarized were neatly stacked on the table, as if mocking Shen Zhuo Qing's pure ideal world.

On the other side of the Yangtze River, Li Fangqian was finishing calculating yesterday's data when he suddenly saw an update of the bookmarked webpage.

Because only a few people were watching, Shen Zhuoqing's blog was written in the afternoon to relax.But this one is sent out frequently at 3 o'clock in the morning, which is very abnormal.

It was so late yesterday, but I still insisted on updating in the early morning.

Li Fangqian put down what he was doing, and entered today's title curiously.

[In the winter of the Jiashen year, there is an Auschwitz stored in my brain]

"I have an Auschwitz in my brain

It nourishes the truth of filth, decadence and death

Yangzi will not accept such works

they want to improve

and call it literature

So the wilderness is pretended to run through"

Under this short sentence that is unclear, there is a small script with a complete story.Although the names have been withheld, it is easy to correspond to the story Shen Zhuoqing told last night.The writing has obviously not been carefully considered, and it seems that it was written in a flash of brain.The words spoken by the protagonist are a bit fierce, almost pointing directly at the serious illness of plagiarism and power struggle.

Li Fangqian looked at the computer, frowning tightly.Shen Zhuoqing is really not afraid of offending people. Fortunately, not many people see this blog.

Thinking about it, Li Fangqian didn't bother to send a text message to ask if he was busy, so he quickly called Shen Zhuoqing.

No one answered, it should be in class.

Before the results of the graduate school's review came out, a post titled [Deputy Dean of the School of Arts Plagiarizes Students' Academic Achievements Academic Hooligans Surprise the Sky with One Hand] shocked the School of Arts.

The post posted a detailed comparison between Zhang Wan's first draft of graduation thesis and Wu Que's published paper, marked the very similar places with yellow, and accused Wu Que fiercely, saying that he had repeatedly suffered from such incidents.

What's more convincing is that there is a blog named Shanshi attached at the bottom, which contains small scripts and critical sentences written by Shen Zhuoqing when he was passionate.The intention is deeper than the post itself, not only the words are sincere, but also discusses the strong character of literature and academics.

Once it was released, many people followed Shanshi's blog.From the clues in the diary, someone figured out that this rock is Shen Zhuoqing, the newly promoted and most popular teacher of the Academy of Arts, and some people with good intentions posted photos and resumes.

"I'm a bit envious of the Academy of Arts, this teacher is so handsome! This face looks like the kind of gentle gentleman in ancient times, right? He has a good reputation and a high degree of education. Even he is fighting for the students. Why is there no movement in the academy? ah?

"Wu Que usually looks like nodding and bowing, can he really cover the sky with one hand? If he doesn't lick him, he doesn't deserve to graduate?"

"The style of writing from this prestigious school is different. When I read the original post, I could only curse people, but reading his blog directly made me cry."

"What's the latest news? Wu Que not only copied his students' papers for publication many times, but also divorced three times! His current wife is still his former student. Is this kind of animal still treated as a treasure by the Academy of Arts?"

"So hot? I heard that he's getting close to a very good-looking girl in our class. So that's the idea?"

Just after class, Shen Zhuoqing saw two missed calls from Li Fangqian, and before he could return, he was called to the academy.

The old-fashioned air conditioner was heating up with great dedication, and the fuselage kept shaking and making a humming sound.This office has a large area, and there are several pots of bougainvillea in the corner, which are not in good bloom because they have been indoors all the time.There was a cup of hot tea in front of Shen Zhuoqing, although he couldn't drink it, judging from the packaging just now, it should be expensive.

"Dean, you called me today, is it...?"

A well-dressed middle-aged man stood up, turned the computer screen to Shen Zhuoqing, his voice was low and magnetic: "Zhuoqing, your writing is very good."

Shen Zhuoqing saw the yellow and white on the screen, and when he pulled down, it turned out to be his own blog content, and he was in a cold sweat.

After experiencing what happened to Liu Dong, Shen Zhuoqing's online discussion almost had a psychological shadow.

"This post is really not me—"

Shen Zhuoqing was momentarily at a loss for words.The account of the poster is not Zhang Wan's, let alone his own.But he couldn't think of anyone who knew his blog and could produce such detailed evidence.

"Of course I know it's not you. But you're right, the academic character must not be lost, and the territory of literature must not be trampled on by power." The dean turned the screen back, pointed to the document next to him and said, "This matter is more serious. Wu Que is now suspended for investigation."

"So fast?" Shen Zhuoqing's understanding of the latest progress was still in the graduate school to investigate, but unexpectedly, within a day, the school responded with suspension.

The rise of the Internet has really made many things incredibly fast.

"Yes. However, you are considered a little celebrity in school now. You have to be more careful when posting things on your blog in the future."

Shen Zhuoqing heard the dean's reminder, and suddenly remembered his profile as a couple account with Li Fangqian.As soon as he left the office, he hurriedly called Li Fangqian back.

"Are you okay?" This was the first sentence Li Fangqian answered the phone.He has been worried that Shen Zhuoqing will be implicated.After all, the kiss photos of Liu Dong and Lin Quan made both of them a little afraid of the public opinion on the Internet.

"It's okay. The courtyard suspended Wu Que for inspection, and it's even a little...to praise me?" Shen Zhuoqing said, hearing his own words and the relieved voice on the phone, but he couldn't Still worried, "However, our dean said that my blog seems to have been discovered by many people, and our account—"

"I know, I've finished editing by noon." Li Fangqian said, his tone finally relaxed.

It's just that the secret space of the two of them was forced to withdraw from the Internet.Let's keep a diary in the future, Shen Zhuoqing thought.

The construction team on Hejie finally withdrew. Small bungalows with red bricks and white tiles, neon lights were installed on the walls, and the red and green lights in the night were very lively.With less dust and roaring noise, the barbecue stand finally dared to open in the open air, but because the end of the semester was approaching, many club activities had stopped, and the number of people in the store was much less than last time.

Shen Zhuoqing still pushed a plate of barbecue in front of Zhang Wan.This time, almost half of the plate of meat was wiped out.Shen Zhuo smiled, and said to himself that this child is really showing his emotions and anger.

"Mr. Shen, the main reason for inviting you to dinner today is to thank you." Zhang Wan dressed casually today, wiping his glasses carefully with a cloth, "Wan Yi has been doing well in class these few times. If it wasn't for your trouble, she Even if I really wanted to change my major, I couldn’t.”

"It should be. Wanyi was originally my student. She is very smart. As long as it is for what she likes, she is willing to work hard."

"Don't worry, I will persuade my family slowly. I also thought that let her learn what she likes. If you insist on stopping it, it will be counterproductive."

Zhang Wan put the glasses back on, raised a glass of wine, and stood up straight, "And... about my thesis, thank you too."

Sitting at the next table was a couple who had just finished their exams, talking about something.Seeing Zhang Wan standing up, the girl's attention was attracted by this side, she naturally caught a glimpse of Shen Zhuoqing on the opposite side, and immediately started whispering to her boyfriend.

I'm really not used to the feeling of being paid attention to.Shen Zhuoqing hurriedly pulled Zhang Wan to sit down, raised his glass and clinked with him, and drank it down in one gulp.

Hey, this wine is much hotter than the one I usually drink with Lin Quan.

"Teacher likes to drink fast wine." Zhang Wan followed suit after drinking a cup, and pointed behind her quietly: "The two people behind recognize the teacher?"

Shen Zhuoqing picked up the skewers, ate them casually, and fluffed up Zhang Wan's coat to block the sight of the couple behind him: "Don't mention it, your post made me famous. Now, I don’t even dare to write blogs.”

"It's not me." Zhang Wan suddenly said seriously.A gust of wind blew over, and the smoke from the barbecue was brought to Zhang Wan. He was choked and coughed, and immediately covered his mouth and nose with one hand. As soon as he relieved, he immediately added: "Don't get me wrong, I don't know that article Who posted the post—"

"It's a big deal, you should drink your saliva first." Seeing that he was about to burst into tears, Shen Zhuoqing still wanted to explain, and hurriedly handed him a glass of water.

Shen Zhuoqing himself felt thirsty, so he picked up another cup.He took a big gulp, only to find out that it was wine.

Zhang Wan took the water glass, managed to suppress the cough, and asked Shen Zhuoqing if he could move the seat to his side.Upwind, the smoke is not that big.

After getting approval, Zhang Wan and Shen Zhuoqing sat side by side: "Speaking of which, I saw how the data card of 'Pillow Rock' has been changed? I thought it was... quite interesting."

After drinking for three rounds, the barbecue was almost eaten, leaving only a few strings of vegetarian dishes.

Shen Zhuoqing was already a little confused at this time, he stretched his eyelids and searched around, but couldn't find the dish he wanted to eat, so he let his heavy head hit the table, and said softly: "How old are you, you shouldn't Don't ask if you ask."