&1t;Wen Shuo was choked and said angrily: "I didn't get angry with Xu Xianjin. Why do you think you are still..."

"This has nothing to do with your affairs!" Yang Jingbin stood up and went to the door to open the door: "Go out!"

"What?" Wen Shuo glared.

Yang Jingbin clenched his fists, his eyelids drooped slightly and said softly: "Wen Shuo, there may be something bigger next... So, don't stay in my office, it's not good to see it, the teacher doesn't want to implicate you."

"You, what else do you want to do?" Wen Shuo looked at him in horror.

"It's also possible, it's a good thing, don't ask." Yang Jingbin smiled calmly and said, "Isn't there a saying that wealth and honor are in danger?"

Wen Shuo was stunned - this pedantic old pedan has made progress again?

But……

Don't play with your heartbeat, okay?!

He suddenly realized that what Yang Jingbin was going to do this time was probably not just targeting Xu Xianjin, nor was it related to his renting a store - these were just a fuse. As for what Yang Jingbin wanted to do and what purpose...

The fat man can't guess it!

He is just a simple freshman!

"You go." Yang Jingbin said again, his expression had become gloomy and he could not be refused!

"I won't leave, tell me what you want to do?" Wen Shuo sat stubbornly on the sand without moving, like an angry child.

Yang Jingbin strode forward with a calm face and reached out to pull...

Can't pull!

Wen Shuo snorted coldly, thinking that with you, a scholar who is powerless, I can't push you even if I sit here without any effort!

"You..." Yang Jingbin was helpless.

Wen Shuo saw him sitting down dejectedly, then he stood up with a humming huff and walked over to close the door. He turned around but did not sit down again. Instead, he stood slanted against the wall, clamped a cigarette with his left hand, raised his fingers with his right hand, and said, "I can trust me, just talk about your plan, I will help you adviser. You must know that if you do this kind of thing, the chance of success is very low. To put it nicely, this is self-confidence, look down on yourself, and to put it bluntly, that is conceit, narcissism, self-righteousness, arrogant, blindly arrogant, and stubborn!"

"I..." Yang Jingbin shook his head.

"Do I need to tell you one chopstick and ten chopsticks? Do you want to talk about the strength of the team? How do three cobblers compare to Zhuge Liangniu? "

"Wen Shuo, you..."

"Okay, don't worry about it here." Wen Shuo walked over and pressed the long cigarette butt into the ashtray, leaned over and pressed the coffee table with both hands, staring at the coffee table with contempt and conceited look on his face and said, "In terms of archaeology, I definitely can't compare to you as an expert, but if you talk about slandering people, you are not as good as me... Ahem, I mean, conspiracy is not right, it is a strategy!"

Yang Jingbin was amused by Wen Shuo's intentional humorous words, and his smile became bitter. After thinking about it, he said, "Who asked you to come?"

"Xu Xianjin." Wen Shuo said seriously: "His attitude is very tough. I asked me to come and warn you to withdraw the letter. There is no evidence in the letter, and it is of no use at all. If you don't withdraw the letter, he will definitely take revenge on you. So, I came to you quickly, didn't want to persuade you to stop, and I knew I couldn't persuade you. I just couldn't watch you go stupid and suffer a loss, so I wanted to discuss with you how we should deal with that bastard!"

Yang Jingbin shook his head and said nothing.

It’s not that he doesn’t trust Wen Shuo, but that he can’t trust it - because once what he wants to do next is leaked, there will be no chance.

What if Wen Shuo was sent by President Wu?

Dean Wu and Wen Shuo, no matter what they do to him, they are all for his own good. But there are always some important things in this world that need to be done by someone, even if many people say they are stupid, they will be scolded or even hated, even if...

It will pay a huge price!

Yang Jingbin stopped talking, picked up the cigarette on the table, lit a sip and took a sip. His face, which was half-covered by the curling smoke, was full of perseverance - he himself didn't believe it, but the truth-reporting news can play a role! Reporting news is just a chance he gave everyone, a chance that might prevent him from being crazy.

Give yourself a little hope.

So the moment he handed out the truth-named news, Yang Jingbin was already holding his sword in his hand, ready to pride the most fierce attack - even if he was ruined, he had to clear the clouds and mist to see the blue sky, and to cleanse the university, and to sound the alarm for the world.

This is what he wishes!

The worst result is considered, the best result...

Is there any?

Achieving what you want is the best result, right?

Win a reputation during and after death?

Wen Shuo was right - he really thought about leaving a name in history, but that was just giving himself this crazy action, with one more reason and a little more encouragement.

"Talk!" Wen Shuo stood up in a hurry, grinning like an injured old wolf. He has always been annoyed by this kind of dull gourd who doesn't say anything at critical moments - everyone is a man, can you please hurry up?

Yang Jingbin smiled and shook his head.

"Okay!" The fat man was completely furious, stared at him and waved his arms and growled: "What do you like to do..."

After saying that, he strode to the clothes hanger and took off Yang Jingbin's black leather shoulder bag. He didn't care what was inside, but he opened it and fell to the ground. He cleared it and squatted down in front of the bookcase, opened the cabinet below and turned things out.

"What are you doing?" Yang Jingbin looked puzzled.

The fat man treated him with his own way, ignored Yang Jingbin, quickly collected the pile of things from the cabinet, stuffed them into his shoulder bag, got up, walked to Yang Jingbin with a blue face, and asked fiercely: "Are you rich?"

"How many?"

"Thirty, no, fifty!"

"Oh..." Yang Jingbin took out his wallet from his pocket, took out fifty dollars and handed it to Wen Shuo: "Where are you going?"

Wen Shuo glared at him fiercely: "I'm going to wipe your butt!"

"Um?"

Yang Jingbin was stunned.

Wen Shuo strode to the door and opened the door and slammed the door heavily.

The teacher and student did not know what the other party would do next, nor did they want to tell each other.

But what they know is that they all know that what the other party will do next is very secretive and fierce. The difference is that Yang Jingbin knows that what he does is upright, one force will bring down ten times, and it will be overwhelming and majestic; Wen Shuo knows that what he does is dark and sharp, harming others invisible, the most shameful, mysterious and terrifying.

There is such a student who has saved him and helped him. Now he knows that he is still going to wade into this muddy water for him...

Yang Jingbin smiled and shed tears: "It's worth it..."

That night, Wen Shuo did not return to the dormitory.

He went to the nearest campus and found the cheapest hotel and stayed in a single room that cost 30 yuan a night.

He was busy until after three o'clock in the morning, and he prepared everything he needed, sat cross-legged and practiced, recovered his almost exhausted true energy and rested the tired and exhausted spirit.

It's seven o'clock in the morning.

The colorful clouds float thousands of miles, but the rising sun has not yet risen.

Wen Shuo, who had dark circles, rode a tricycle back to school, and saw a lot of people gathered in the triangle area from afar!

And there are more people coming from all directions and constantly entering the triangle.

What happened?

The Triangle Land is a campus event distribution center with a very spiritual symbolic significance in Beijing University. Many major events in history have left traces of colorful traces here. Information columns are everywhere next to the road, with various advertisements, recruitment information, lecture posters, and students' graffiti, poetry and songs. Sometimes there are slander, fabricated, exposed gossip information, and criticize current problems. Looking at the international situation, analyzing the economic trends, and guiding the country.

At the beginning of each semester, major clubs on campus will also recruit new ones in the triangle area and often hold various activities...

Seeing that there were more and more people there, there was a loud shout in the crowd, so that everyone would not be crowded, and they would come in and come to see it. After seeing it, they would go outside to discuss it and not to affect others coming in and watch it. After all, they were students from Peking University, with very high quality. After some people raised the issue of order, they immediately followed the crowd. People outside walked in orderly, and people inside walked out orderly. The students who walked out of the crowd began to gather together in groups of three or five to discuss, some were filled with righteous indignation, while others were full of caution.

Wen Shuo, who was about to approach the triangle, suddenly pressed the brake handle and stopped beside the road. Looking at the crowds of people there, listening to the clamoring discussions.

He guessed why the triangle area was so grand in the early morning!

He guessed what Yang Jingbin's backup plan was!

It was a sharp sword that was desperate and used as the blade, and was extremely determined and cruelly pierced - the long sword broke through the air!

A sword opens the sky!

The sharpness is intimidating ghosts - God!

Almost instantly, Wen Shuo imagined that the storm that would inevitably sweep the entire Beijing University of Beijing will inevitably lead to the storm that would sweep the entire Beijing University...

So he was so scared that his whole body was trembling like a sieve, scared and regretful!

Why did I get a teacher like Yang Jingbin and a class teacher?

Why did you get involved with him?

Dog day!

Yang Jingbin is not playing with his heartbeat?

He is fucking playing with his life!

If I had known this, I wouldn’t rent a store, I wouldn’t do business, and I wouldn’t make any money... Damn, I wouldn’t go to college anymore!

Wen Shuo was so tearful this time that he took the tricycle and turned around and flew towards the south gate as soon as possible out of subconscious self-protection instinct, he wanted to escape and leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.

This place in Beijing is really not a place for people to stay!

The people here are monsters, lunatics, and lunatics!

But after riding for more than ten meters, the fat man turned sharply and stopped by the roadside with tears in his eyes.

Walk?

What to go?

Is there no silver here?

What are you afraid of?

I am a good student of good babies. What does this matter have to do with me?!

How could I know what he was going to do!
Chapter completed!