Yamaishi

Shen Zhuoqing never thought that he would meet Wu Que in this way.

A young woman stood at the gate of the courtyard building, her hair was disheveled and her clothes were disheveled, but it could be seen that under the makeup she had a face that should have a good temperament.She was surrounded by a group of pointing people, all of whom looked like students.At that moment, Shen Zhuoqing felt that this group of young people who looked as calm as ashes in their eyes were completely different from the cheerful, knowledge-seeking, and enthusiastic Chaoyang in his classroom.

"Hello, Teacher Shen." Somebody recognized Shen Zhuoqing, and the other students scattered around and gathered around Shen Zhuoqing again, saying hello one after another.

Shen Zhuoqing nodded politely, walked up to the young woman and asked what was wrong.There was no trace of vitality in the other party's eyes, he raised his head in a daze, the tears on his cheeks were still wet, and he didn't say a word.

"Why is the concubine of the academic hooligan here?" There was a thunderous sound in the crowd, and they immediately burst into laughter. Shen Zhuoqing immediately stopped shouting, asked the students to disperse, and then helped the woman to sit in the courtyard building.

"I didn't... Neither did Mr. Wu..." The woman burst into tears when she saw that there was no one in the building, "He was fired... the blog is full of curses , I didn't even notice...these people usually say that they are the sons of heaven, how can they scold people...so dirty-hearted!"

Shen Zhuoqing did not see the announcement on the official website of the T Institute, only knew about the suspension investigation, but did not know that Wu Que had been dismissed.Seeing the woman crying like this, I thought to myself that this should be Wu Que's rumored wife.He has never been able to comfort people, so he can only ask tentatively: "Where is Mr. Wu? Can I... meet him?"

Wu Que came out of the office building.Shen Zhuoqing stood in the wind for a long time before he saw Wu Que holding a huge box in one hand and holding on to the handle of the bicycle with the other. The books in the basket were stacked very high.Unable to control the direction with one hand, one person and one car were crooked.

Seeing this, Shen Zhuoqing and the young woman hurried forward to help.

"Get out!" Wu Que pushed Shen Zhuoqing away, and the office supplies in the box rolled all over the floor.Shen Zhuoqing staggered two steps, and after standing still, he quickly squatted down to pick up the things.

"You don't have to be hypocritical here!" Wu Que pulled Shen Zhuoqing up, and pushed back vigorously, "The dean's Gao Zhi'er, you are so close! This play is beautifully sung! You still keep saying that you are free and strong? Shen Zhuoqing, you want to set up a memorial arch even though you are a prostitute!"

Shen Zhuoqing almost lost his footing, and managed to support himself with his right foot so as not to fall.The large movement just made the scattered things on the ground more messy, and there were chaotic footprints on the muddy ground.

"Mr. Wu, what you said is too much. I don't think I'm wrong. If you walk upright and stand upright, how can you be so malicious?"

Shen Zhuoqing is not someone who rushes to accept dirty water, he was not used to plagiarism, but now he came to see him off with good intentions, and was scolded all over his face, naturally he couldn't bear it.

Wu Que laughed angrily, and threw the bicycle that he had managed to hold on to aside. The sound of metal hitting the ground was loud, and the woman whimpered and said nothing.

"Can't I walk upright? Can't I stand up straight? Shen, you're standing so fast that you don't even need your brains!"

"Zhang Xi?" Shen Zhuoqing frowned suspiciously.

Shen Zhuoqing has always directly filtered out these nouns that are factions vying for power and profit.His office is alone, and he came here for a short time, so he naturally doesn't know the origin between the "Wu family" and the "Zhang family".

The Wu family is a group of people who are quite close to Wu Que. There are scholars and teachers in administrative posts. Most of them are young talents. The old people are basically from T hospital.Ever since Wu Que announced that he wanted to replace the dean, the two factions have been fighting openly and secretly.Most of the people in the Academy of Arts secretly poked and stood in line, but Zhang and Wu maintained a very good relationship in face. Whether it was docking with the Graduate School or the Ministry of Education, they all entered and exited together, a respectful brother and friend. look.

"You know how to act. When you are rushing to curry favor with others, why don't you see you pretending to be so noble?" Seeing Shen Zhuoqing's bewildered face, Wu Que spat with a sneer, "I drank all the wine at someone's house, why don't you Are you saying it wasn't Zhang Xi?"

A sharp whistle sounded beside him, buzzing in Shen Zhuoqing's ear canal. "Drinking", "family", "Zhang Department", "Dean"...these words were twisted into slides and flipped quickly in my mind.

An unreasonable leave form, a story with many thoughts, a bunch of extremely similar materials, an inexplicable post... Finally, it stayed on a face wearing narrow-rimmed glasses.

Zhang Wan.Dean Zhang.Zhang Department.

Depend on.

Shen Zhuoqing took a deep breath, and made way to the side for a passage.The car roared past, bringing gusts of cold wind.

Shen Zhuoqing shivered, his attitude softened instantly, and he asked in disbelief: "You mean...you were framed?"

Wu Que looked him up and down, his eyes seemed to be looking at the stains in the mud: "Shen Zhuoqing, didn't you sing along to the thief shouting to catch the thief? Otherwise, those unsigned documents still want to be evidence? Not like you Who cares about the posts that are too big to deal with! If you dare to do something but don’t dare to take it, it’s not interesting, right?"

A burst of goosebumps came up, and Shen Zhuoqing's palms became colder and colder. He didn't care to defend himself, and hurriedly reconfirmed: "What about those similar conclusions? What about those almost identical translations and quotations?"

Wu Que took a step closer to him, looked straight into Shen Zhuoqing's eyes, seemed to see a little bit of bewilderment and guilt from it, and finally confirmed that Shen Zhuoqing was still kept in the dark.Wu Que let out a long sigh, smiled wryly, and squeezed out a few words word by word from between his teeth:

"That's the foreign language I asked him to translate, and the first draft that I helped proofread!"

Shen Zhuoqing was dizzy immediately, and managed to stay awake with the biting cold wind.Translating... Proofreading...

When I saw that pile of materials, because of preconceived trust and sympathetic stories, the default was that the published papers overlapped with Zhang Wan’s materials.After all, normal people would not bite back with the achievements of their tutors, so Shen Zhuoqing only confirmed the editing time and repeated content, and did not think about other aspects at all.

But now, Shen Zhuoqing has never hated himself so much.He thought that he was speaking out for the so-called justice, but unintentionally became the muzzle of others.He remembered Zhou Ke's comment, childish.

It has been almost two years, and it seems that everyone is growing up, but he stays in his wishful thinking and ideal world, and loses the ability to judge.

I can't remember how to send the emotional Wu Que and his wife away; I don't have any memory of how to step into the dean's door.Shen Zhuoqing only remembered that day, when the windows and the air conditioner were open, the leaves of the Bougainvillea plant in the corner were withered and yellow, and the petals were trembling in the alternating cold and warm wind, almost jumping off the branch into the soil.

The dean sat behind the computer, with flickering light reflecting on his face with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and a cup of tea was placed in front of him, which was as good as last time.