probably not……
As soon as he heard these four words, Liu Lang felt that Ye Qingcheng might not be able to say anything good.
But for the sake of politeness, Liu Lang still acted curious: "Auntie, what do you have in mind?"
"It's very simple." Ye Qingcheng took out a rope and stuffed it directly into Liu Lang's hand: "I will disguise you as Wen Denghui in a while, and you hang yourself in the office outside."
"Then, when you are pushed into the morgue, sneak away quietly. In this way, no one will stay in this room for the time being, and the secret of this compartment will be temporarily concealed. Not only that, no one will Don’t care about Wen Tenghui anymore.”
Why don't you hang yourself?
Liu Lang's mouth twitched after hearing this, and he forced out a smile: "Auntie, aren't you afraid that I will really be hanged?"
"Auntie believes in you!" Ye Qingcheng patted Liu Lang on the shoulder: "How about we just do it?"
"Auntie, wouldn't it be better to just hang Wen Denghui to death?"
"That's not possible. He still has a lot of things he hasn't said." Ye Qingcheng gritted his teeth and said, "Besides, since he wants to get the Phoenix Pendant, I'm afraid he also knows your bastard master."
"Hmph, over the years, I have always wanted to know why your bastard master suddenly left us without saying goodbye and left us orphans and widows. Therefore, I can't let him die easily."
"Uh..." Liu Lang was speechless: "Auntie, actually I have an idea."
"What can you do?" Ye Qingcheng didn't believe it at all: "Actually, even if you don't come today, I will call you."
"After all, you are my son-in-law, and you are that bastard's apprentice. I still have to discuss anything with you."
"Besides, this idea is the perfect one that I have been thinking about for a long time. You can't come up with a better idea in a short time."
"I feel like I can give it a try." Liu Lang struggled and said, "How about we go directly to the principal, and you disguise yourself as Wen Denghui and resign?"
The pride on Ye Qingcheng's face instantly solidified.
It seems that this is really a once and for all thing.
If he resigned directly, who would care about Wen Denghui's whereabouts?
Even if he disappears, the school will not pursue him any further.
"That's not possible. What if this office is used by someone else and the secret of the cubicle is discovered?" Ye Qingcheng immediately shook his head.
Liu Lang raised his chin: "How about you introduce me to the principal when you resign, and I reluctantly become a professor?"
"You? Be a professor?" Ye Qingcheng stared: "Liu Lang, I know you are very smart and a good fighter, but being a professor is no joke."
"Look at me, auntie. I'm actually very smart, but I didn't even get into college."
"Moreover, the knowledge required by the professor is too detailed, and the secret will be revealed accidentally..."
Before Ye Qingcheng finished speaking, Liu Lang put the phone in front of Ye Qingcheng.
Ye Qingcheng's voice stopped suddenly.
Ye Qingcheng snatched Liu Lang's cell phone away and looked at it carefully for a while. Ye Qingcheng's face was filled with disbelief: "Honorary professor of medicine at Harvard University? Visiting professor in the field of genetics at Stanford University? Honorary dean of MIT's School of the Arts?"
Liu Lang nodded: "With this title, if you come here to be a professor, and then apply to the principal to stay in this office, there shouldn't be any problem, right?"
"Are you lying?" Ye Qingcheng felt that Liu Lang was just talking nonsense.
Liu Lang smiled slightly: "You can go to their school's official website to verify."
Ye Qingcheng didn't hesitate and went directly to the official websites of several universities to check.
After checking, everyone was not calm anymore.
He hugged Liu Lang's head and pressed it on his chest: "Oh, my good son-in-law! How can you be so powerful? You are a hundred times better than your bastard master! Haha, great! Great, let's go , let’s go find the principal now!”
"Ahem, Master, hold it in, hold it in." Liu Lang finally pulled his face away and hid far away.
Seeing Song Qingshu waking up again.
Looking into Liu Lang's eyes, Song Qingshu's expression immediately turned into pleading: "No..."
However, before he could say the next words, Liu Lang kicked him again and knocked him unconscious.
Soon, Ye Qingcheng disguised himself again, took his resignation letter, and came to the principal's office with Liu Lang.
Knock on the door.
A female voice came from inside.
Ye Qingcheng and Liu Lang looked at each other and kicked the door open.
A middle-aged man is working on a young woman's body.
Suddenly I heard the door being kicked, and I was so frightened that I quickly got up.
The woman also quickly covered her key parts and ran away in a hurry.
When passing by Liu Lang and the other two, he even glanced at them secretly.
"Professor Wen?" The middle-aged man reluctantly adjusted his clothes and pretended to be nonchalant: "Why are you here?"
"Are you the principal?" Ye Qingcheng asked.
The middle-aged man was stunned: "Who am I if I'm not the principal?"
"Oh, I resign." Ye Qingcheng slapped the resignation letter directly in front of the middle-aged man: "I don't want to stay in a school like this."
brush!
The middle-aged man's expression changed instantly.
He frowned, always feeling that Ye Qingcheng was connoting himself.
The next second.
A smile appeared on his face: "Professor Wen? Did I do something wrong? Hehe, what happened just now was just a misunderstanding. An ant fell into the female teacher's body, and I was helping her find the ants."
"I don't care if I don't want to be in a school like this!" Ye Qingcheng looked arrogant.
The middle-aged man was numb: "Professor Wen, you can put forward any conditions."
"I don't care if I don't want to stay in a school like this." Ye Qingcheng said expressionlessly.
The smile on the middle-aged man's face froze: "How about I allocate more funds to you?"
"A school like this..."
"Professor Wen, it's almost done." Seeing that Ye Qingcheng was still trying to figure it out, Liu Lang quickly stepped forward and stretched out his hand to the middle-aged man: "Professor Wen actually wants to go abroad, and there are schools overseas that insist on hiring him as a professor. , that’s why he resigned.”
The middle-aged man shook hands with Liu Lang suspiciously: "Who are you?"
"Oh, I am Professor Wen's former colleague. Professor Wen wants to introduce me to the school."
Liu Lang quickly took out the written introduction letter and resume and handed them to the middle-aged man: "Professor Wen and I were friends before, so Professor Wen resigned, and I want to use Professor Wen's office."
The middle-aged man held the information in his hand, looked at the various titles on it, and looked at Liu Lang with suspicion.
Looking at Wen Denghui again, the middle-aged man raised a meaningful smile on his lips: "Professor Wen, you don't want to blackmail me with this, do you?"
"Haha, the title of professor in our school is not given casually. Moreover, he is so young. Even if he tells it, will anyone believe it?"
Ye Qingcheng was stunned.
Unexpectedly, the other party actually pulled me up.
Just about to speak.
But Liu Lang spoke: "You are sick!"
What?
The middle-aged man and Ye Qingcheng turned to look at Liu Lang.
Ye Qingcheng looked even more sluggish, wondering, had Liu Lang's brain been kicked by a donkey?
If you call someone sick when you open your mouth, can we have a good conversation?
Liu Lang's face remained calm: "Principal, you are sick, and you are seriously ill!"
"Get out!" The middle-aged man pointed at the door and roared, "Get out of here."
Liu Lang smiled calmly: "My eyelids are black and my kidneys are weak. I always wake up in the middle of the night. I feel unsatisfied when I walk. It only takes three seconds to find a woman. I am not interested in sex. I feel itchy and can't bear to return home. When I come home and see the yellow-faced woman, I fall down." Just sleep with nightmares..."
Damn it, why is he even reciting poetry?
The expression on Ye Qingcheng's face became richer.
However, after the middle-aged man listened, his mouth was already open enough to fit two balls in.
"You, how did you know?"
