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Under the guidance of Yang Ruoxue and Song Jia, Ye Nanyi found Chen Xiangling's dormitory.
There was a lot of discussion around, but because of Ye Nanyi's arrival, it suddenly became silent.
It was really the low pressure emanating from the girl that made everyone around her breathless.
As soon as she stepped into the dormitory, Ye Nanyi could tell which bed belonged to Xiang Ling at a glance.
The first one on the left, near the toilet, has washed blue plaid sheets and thin quilts neatly folded. There is nothing on the table except toiletries.
Compared with the other three bunks, it was as tidy as if no one was living in it.
Even if he is ready to die, he doesn't want to cause trouble to others.
Ye Nanyi opened her cabinet and found nothing except two pairs of clothes that had also been washed until they turned white.
She looked like she was looking for something.
The other two roommates in the dormitory who didn't understand the situation hurried forward, but were stopped by Yang Ruoxue and Song Jia. After explaining in a low voice, no one came forward to disturb them.
"Professor Ye, what are you looking for? Let me help you find it." Song Jia wanted to step forward to help.
Ye Nanyi shook her head and looked up at the bed.
She reached out and touched it. The bed was very hard, and there was a mattress under the sheets. She felt that there seemed to be something on the mattress.
She lifted up the sheets and saw a design drawing one meter long, spread neatly on the bed.
It's dozens of A4 papers glued together.
Ye Nanyi took down the drawing and held it in his hand. Every stroke was purely hand-drawn. The color of the paper was slightly yellow, with school, residence... marked on it.
Xiangling's handwriting is very beautiful, just like her person, like the cool wind in the mountains.
She thought of the girl with a broken finger in her memory. Every time she held a small wooden stick with her thumb and ring finger, she would draw smooth lines on the beach near the slum, including high-rise buildings, houses, schools...
'Sister Nan, when I grow up, I want to be an architect and build houses and schools in slums so that they can go to school and have a home...'
The girl's tender voice echoed in her ears as if it were yesterday.
"I'll help you make it happen."
The tears he was holding back fell on the paper.
Ye Nanyi carefully put away the drawings, turned and left the girls' dormitory.
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On the other side, I looked at the evidence forwarded on the Internet and the high-definition, uncensored video.
Zhou Junming was completely stunned, as if he had been thrown into an ice cellar.
The plans and methods he thought were foolproof were exposed just like that.
And there was such a nasty video, so now he could only ask the school to save him.
Just as I was thinking this, I heard a "crash".
The office window was smashed, and several hard stones hit him on the head and body.
Suddenly his head was broken and blood flowed.
"Who! Who did this!" From the incident to now, his car has been smashed by a group of students, and now even his office is not spared?
Zhou Jun was cursing, but he didn't dare to approach the window.
Now that something like this has happened, the school definitely doesn't want to make the matter a big deal. Now he must find a way to tie himself to the school and coexist with honor and disgrace.
He ducked and came to the vice principal's office.
The vice principal was holding his forehead with a headache.
The school has received calls from shareholders, and now the matter has spread outside the school.
If it continues like this, it will have an impact on the school’s investment shareholders.
In the office, a group of people are discussing solutions.
Many people looked at Zhou Junming with disgust and contempt.
"Vice-Principal, I was also obsessed for a moment. I really know that I was wrong and I don't dare to do it anymore. Please help me because you have thought of me for so many years and have worked hard without any credit."
The vice-principal frowned and let out a long sigh, "It's not convenient for you to show up recently, so just go home and rest for two days, and don't show up at school."
Now these students are eager to push him into the street and parade him, throwing vegetable leaves and rotten eggs at him.
As long as he doesn't show up for the time being, things can still be suppressed.
"Okay, okay, I believe in the school." Zhou Junming nodded quickly, which meant that the school was willing to take care of him.
He immediately gave up and covered himself up tightly and slipped away from the west door, which was the least crowded place in the school.
His car was smashed and now he can only stand on the roadside and take a taxi.
At this moment, a black business car stopped at his feet.
Before it stopped, two big men in black jumped out.
"Who are you...help..." Before Zhou Jun could finish his words, his head was hit hard and he was knocked unconscious. He put a black bag around it and threw it into the car.
After an unknown amount of time, the wind howled past his ears, and Zhou Junming fell dizzy on the concrete floor, unable to tell where he was at the moment.
His mouth was taped shut, so he could only make a sound of 'Uh-huh'.
Several footsteps came closer and closer, but he still couldn't see anything.
"Uh uh... uh uh..."
Suddenly, the black bag on his head was roughly torn open, and his vision was filled with dazzling whiteness.
After a long time, he finally saw clearly where he was.
Like the rooftop of an unfinished building.
There were dark clouds at the moment, and the sky was gloomy.
The girl held a gun in her hand, and the black muzzle was pointed at her.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
"Zhou Junming, remember, today is your death anniversary."
"Uh-huh!!"
"But just letting you die like this will make it easier for you." After Ye Nan finished speaking, Lei Zhan came over with an elastic rope and tied Zhou Junming's legs.
Zhou Junming didn't know what they were going to do.
But it can only be like meat on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.
It makes the sky and the sky not work, and makes the earth and the earth not respond.
"Uh-huh!!"
His body was squirming, but his head was stepped on by a foot.
"It's too noisy!" Jiang Ye held a lollipop in his mouth and rubbed his mouth with his white sneakers. "Shhh, be quiet. I'll call you soon."
Zhou Junming's face turned pale, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead.
The light blue shirt was soaked with sweat.
Lei Zhan tied his feet and squeezed the rope onto a cement and steel pillar.
"alright."
Jiang Ye took his feet away, grabbed his collar, and lifted him up.
Looking down from the roof, which is more than ten stories high, you can see that the bottom is made of reinforced concrete.
"Let's have some fun." Jiang Ye finished his words and kicked Zhou Junming in the lower back.
He pulled off the tape on his mouth and said, "Let's go."
"Ah...ah——"
The sound faded away little by little.
The elastic rope rebounds and falls again, giving you a feeling of bungee jumping.
Zhou Junming's body bounced back several times and hit the cement steel pillar heavily.
His body was dangling in the air, and yellow liquid dripped down the man's battered and bleeding head.
"Do you want to play again?" Jiang Ye's voice was very naughty.
"No, no..." Zhou Junming kept shaking his head, his whole body exuding a stinky smell.
"Then write something."
