"No need..." After answering Lu Ping's question without looking back, Mo Sen disappeared immediately, without even eating anymore.
"What's going on?" Su Tang frowned. Everyone could tell that Mo Sen's restless look was extremely abnormal.
"Looking very worried." Lu Ping nodded in approval.
"Do you want to go see him again?" Su Tang was a little worried. She had seen the fierce Mo Sen a lot, but she had never looked so distracted before.
"I don't have to, right? He will only be more depressed when he sees me." Lu Ping said.
"Why did he ask you to go to No. 18 Garden?" Su Tang asked this question again, but this time Lu Ping was interrupted again before he had time to answer.
The three people stopped in front of Lu Ping and Su Tang. They stood apart and formed a vague encirclement posture.
Zhaofeng Academy does not have uniform college uniforms, but these three people are wearing identical black clothes. There is a coat of arms embroidered on their left arm, with silver and gold characters, which is the word "ji".
Discipline team!
A team mainly composed of students who assist the college in maintaining order in the college. There are teams with similar responsibilities in many colleges, but the discipline team of Zhanfeng College is a slightly embarrassing existence.
Because the school rules of Zhaofeng College are not strict at all. Behaving late, leaving early, and absenteeism, which is strictly prohibited in most colleges, will not even be asked at Zhaofeng College. There isn't much to do in the discipline team, and most students have never interacted with the discipline team at all.
But Lu Ping was no stranger to the Discipline Team. When he saw these three people blocking him, he looked extremely helpless.
"What's going on, three seniors?" Lu Ping asked.
"What do you think?" The student in the middle of the three is named Xi Fan, a fourth-year student at Zhanfeng Academy and the current captain of the discipline team. He became particularly angry when he heard the word "again" in Lu Ping's words. Ever since he joined the Discipline Team in the second grade, he has been keeping an eye on Lu Ping for nearly three years.
He hasn't had a few classes in three years and failed two major exams. Only the relaxed rules of Zhaofeng Academy can tolerate such an existence. This unpopular waste, Xi Fan always believed that the discipline team had the responsibility to find something to do with him and expel him from the academy. In addition to the three major exams, Zhaofeng Academy still has some other bottom lines that cannot be touched.
But, three years.
Xi Fan had been staring at Lu Ping for nearly three years, but he couldn't find any clues. In the eyes of others, Lu Ping is just a useless trash, but he can't even deal with a trash. How can he swallow this breath?
But there was not much time left for him. The annual exam is approaching. If he passes this time, he will graduate and leave the Fengfeng Academy. If Lu Ping fails, he will be expelled from the academy in accordance with the academy regulations. No matter what the situation, he will never be able to clean up his relationship with the discipline team. Incompetence in the eyes of many.
This week, we must find Lu Ping’s handle!
Xi Fan valued this matter even more than his graduation exam.
Now he finally found an opportunity and stared at Lu Ping, as if he was afraid that he would run away.
Lu Ping, however, continued with his helpless expression: "We are all so familiar with each other, so just say what you have to say!"
"Don't get too close to me." Xi Fan scolded Lu Ping sternly, "Did you make the viewing pavilion in No. 18 Garden?"
"Of course not." Lu Ping said.
"Oh? Then why did someone happen to see you going to Garden No. 18 in the morning? That place is rarely visited by people." Xi Fan said.
"Who saw it?" Lu Ping asked.
"Are you still taking chances?" Xi Fan sneered, waved his hand, and one of the students who stopped to watch the scene came out.
"Xiaobao." Lu Ping greeted the person leaving.
The student called Xiaobao was stunned. He and Lu Ping didn't even know each other, let alone talk. He knows Lu Ping, which is not surprising. Although Niubi Tang has a bad reputation, in terms of fame, it is one of the few in Zhaofeng Academy. But he, Wei Bao, was just an ordinary person in the academy, so it was a bit surprising that Lu Ping recognized him, and he was still called "Xiaobao" by his acquaintances.
"Do you know each other?" Xi Fan was also surprised.
"I don't know." Both said.
I don’t know each other, but my name sounds affectionate? Xi Fan was confused, but he couldn't care about it for the moment and signaled Wei Bao to say what he wanted to say first.
"At the T-junction in the northwest district, I saw Lu Ping coming from the east. To the north of the intersection, there is only the No. 18 Garden." Wei Bao said with a confident face.
"You are the only one going in that direction this morning. What else do you have to say?" Xi Fan was really confident this time. He had been staring at Lu Ping for nearly three years. For the first time, he felt that he was so far away from his goal. close.
"Just me? No way, is there anything missing in your information?" Lu Ping became confused.
"What do you mean?" Xi Fan decided that Lu Ping was messing around and sneered. He didn't mind enjoying this moment a little longer, after all he had been looking forward to it for so long.
"Did you see me passing by?" Lu Ping suddenly asked Wei Bao.
"Yes." Wei Bao was also confident.
"I saw you too." Lu Ping nodded.
"Ah?" Wei Bao was stunned, and something unnatural flashed across his expression.
"Although you were hiding relatively quietly at the time, I still saw you. You were with a girl, I won't name her. You saw me coming, glanced at me, and ignored me. Because you were very busy at the time, Your mouth was only 1.7 centimeters away from the girl’s right face, and then you closed your eyes and leaned in with a face of intoxication. Then you opened your eyes?"
"I didn't!" Wei Bao said quickly without thinking.
"Without opening my eyes, how do I know whether I'm going north or west at the intersection?" Lu Ping said, and gave Xifan a helpless expression that he was very skilled at: "Your witness this time is not reliable either! "
Xi Fan gritted his teeth. He had seen this expression many times in the past three years, and the word "ye" was also very harsh. Once again, "incompetence" seemed to be written on his face.
Seeing Xi Fan's terrifying expression, Lu Ping remained calm, but Wei Bao panicked. He had already realized his idiocy and couldn't help but explain to Xi Fan: "I...I'm helping you!"
"Get out!" Xi Fan didn't say another word. He understood Wei Bao's mentality. There were too many people in the college who looked down on Lu Ping. Regarding the incident at the viewing pavilion in Garden No. 18, countless people preconceptionally believed that Lu Ping was responsible. The same goes for Xi Fan. He also feels that Lu Ping is the biggest suspect, but as a member of the Discipline Team, he must have clear evidence to make further inferences anyway, and cannot be like Wei Bao, who just takes it for granted because of prejudice. Make it up. He had been staring at Lu Ping for nearly three years and had achieved nothing. However, even though he was burdened with the burden of incompetence, he never thought for a second of using smear methods to target Lu Ping. This was his bottom line, something he would never tolerate as a member of the Discipline Team.
In this second, Xi Fan hated Wei Bao more than Lu Ping. But a second later, the hatred returned.
"There are still six days left, and I will keep an eye on you." Xi Fan said to Lu Ping.
"Thank you, senior." Lu Ping smiled.
"Let's go." Xi Fan turned around and left with the two members of the Discipline Team without looking back. The other students immediately dispersed, their words filled with contempt, some directed at Lu Ping and some directed at Xi Fan.
"Senior Xi Fan is really..." Su Tang didn't know what words to use to describe it. Xi Fan's integrity is impeccable, but when it comes to targeting Lu Ping, he is actually more preconceived than anyone else. In the past three years, he was the person other than Su Tang who had the most contact with Lu Ping. As a result, he only accumulated more and more prejudice.
"Fortunately, he is about to graduate." Lu Ping let out a long sigh.
"Why did Teacher Mo Sen invite you to the No. 18 Garden? Does the viewing pavilion have anything to do with you?" Su Tang began to make very accurate associations.
"It's not just about us, it's also about you." Lu Ping said.
"With me?" Su Tang was stunned.
"So I said, Teacher Moson cares about you very much!" Lu Ping said.
Su Tang continued to be stunned, but he was vaguely aware of something, and the expression on his face gradually became dumbfounded.
"I just don't know if he has given up now..." Lu Ping said.
Have you given up?
Mawson has not yet considered this next step. The incident at the viewing pavilion made him feel uneasy, but the comments he heard from some students along the way finally made him calm down a little.
So far, no clues have been found. Just now, I heard several students conclusively say that it was Lu Ping.
Of course, Mo Sen knew it wasn't Lu Ping. Although he hadn't come forward to admit it yet, he wasn't happy to see someone take the blame for him, even if that person was Lu Ping.
Several students were scolded by him, but none of them felt ashamed. Instead, they all looked surprised. Someone will help Lu Ping speak as if it is some very difficult to understand logic. Even after leaving, they kept looking back, wondering what kind of medicine Teacher Mohsen had taken.
What to do?
Mo Sen scratched his head and came to the flower garden near Luping's hut. Among the twenty-two gardens of Fengfeng Academy, he liked this one the most. He always felt that the flowers and plants here seemed to have a special vitality and always looked particularly energetic.
But as soon as I got closer, I saw a man squatting in the flower garden, wearing green clothes and a straw hat on his head.
"Who?" Mo Sen rushed closer, trying to see what the man was doing in the flower garden.
"It's me!" The man heard the voice, stood up, turned around, and took off the straw hat on his head. A young man who looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old. Frequent sun exposure did not leave him with a healthy and beautiful complexion. Instead, it added some traces of sunburn. He looked at Mo Sen and smiled. , showing a mouth of white teeth.
"It's you, kid. Why did you come here so quickly?" Mo Sen was happy but surprised at the same time.
"I was going to pass by here and was about to come and see you, but then I received your letter."
"That's quite a coincidence."
"So, do you need my help?"
"It's not really an annoyance, but I don't want to make too much noise, so I think you're more professional," Moson said. What he had experienced in the past half day has made him very clear that professionalism is very important!
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