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"No," Jiang Qing blinked, "Why do you think so?"
"That's good." Jiang breathed a sigh of relief. It shouldn't be like that.
She asked, “How are you doing in the future?”
"Of course." Jiang Qing counted on her fingers. "I got into a key university, found something I loved, and after graduating and working for a few years, I became my own boss and opened my own studio."
Jiang Qing smiled and looked at Jiang Qing's eyes that lit up when she talked about her passion. At that moment, she knew that the girl had a bright future.
"My studio's been busy lately, but I still have time to squeeze in," Jiang Qing raised her chin. "Come to me someday, and I'll definitely take some stunning photos for you myself, okay?"
"Okay." Jiang Qing nodded in agreement.
"But now," Jiang Qing paused, "we must first overcome the difficulties in front of us."
Jiang Qing looked up at her.
"We have holidays tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and the college entrance exam is on the 6th." Jiang Qing frowned slightly. "I didn't want to disturb you before the exam, but..."
She always had a bad feeling, a sense of urgency that seemed to urge her to resolve the matter as soon as possible, in the next two days, and she couldn't ignore this strong uneasiness.
"It's okay," Jiang whispered softly, "I'm not that fragile, nor am I that easily influenced."
"The knowledge is all here," she pointed her finger at her head, "and you won't forget it overnight."
Jiang Qing nodded vigorously, "Well, as long as this matter is resolved, everything will be fine."
"Get better..." Jiang Qing was in a trance for a moment, then came back to his senses, "So, what should we do?"
Jiang Qing: "Do you know Li Liang?"
Jiang Qing shook his head, "It's a very unfamiliar name."
"Is that so?" Jiang Qing was not disappointed. Li Liang was just saying it casually. "Then we..."
In the empty studio, as the girl left, there was only one person left in the studio.
Jiang Qing squatted down and rubbed the floor stained with red paint, rubbing slower and slower.
Splash, splash, transparent water splashes bloom silently in clusters.
Jiang Qing returned to the classroom as the bell rang and saw her deskmate Lin Dagou at a glance.
She sat back in her original position without looking around, and Ye Meiyan glanced over here out of the corner of her eye.
Lin Nanyan was sorting out the flyers in his hand when he paused when he saw his deskmate sitting down.
"Did you ask?"
Jiang Qing raised her eyes, but she had to reply because it was an important matter, so she said "hmm" reluctantly.
Lin Nanyan smiled and said, "Lanyu is a large transportation company. Li Qingyun's father, Li Guohong, works as a driver there, specializing in transportation."
"I've asked Wang Huaqiang to help retrieve his route and cargo transportation records."
Jiang Qing couldn't help but turn her gaze towards him, "When can I get it?"
"tomorrow."
"Tomorrow..." Jiang Qing murmured, "As soon as possible, please hurry up."
"Okay," Lin Nanyan looked at the girl, "I understand."
Jiang Qing took out a piece of paper from the next door and made a mark on it.
Lin Nanyan looked over and asked, "April 24th, what happened on that day?"
Jiang Qing nodded. "The senior said her father hit a white van."
"In other words," Lin Nanyan frowned, "what happened to Li Guohong that day wasn't at work."
Jiang Qing nodded. "You have a good idea in mind. The information can only serve as a supplement. We still need to be prepared for both scenarios."
Lin Nanyan paused, "Is the plan ready?"
"Yes," Jiang Qing stared intently into Lin Nanyan's eyes, "no matter how the investigation progresses over there, it can't stop the progress here."
"If Li Qingyun didn't mean that, he wouldn't have fallen into the trap."
Lin Nanyan was silent for a moment, "I understand."
Jiang Qing withdrew her gaze and glanced at the schedule on the wall.
She poked Song Shuang, who was looking down, not knowing what to do. "It's almost time. Are you ready?"
Song Shuang put his phone away and put it in his pocket, saying proudly, "Of course, when have I ever been unreliable?"
Jiang Qing glanced at the classmates who were busy in the class but couldn't help but glance in their direction from time to time, "Teacher, didn't you notice?"
"It's almost vacation time," Song Shuang was surprised. "The class next door is also restless. Our class has been behaving so well under the teacher's watchful eye. The teacher even praised us."
"That's good." Jiang Qing felt relieved.
Fortunately, her teacher didn't have any classes in the afternoon, otherwise he would have found out that she had skipped class again.
Although the teacher will definitely find out, it is better to find out later than earlier, as it will not delay them from doing things.
She turned her head to look out the window, and saw that the senior high school floor had become empty at some point. She waved her little hand.
"action!"
In an instant, the classroom, which had been silent for a moment, exploded again.
Those who bowed their heads bowed their heads, those who went to other classes went to other classes, and those who received brochures received brochures.
Jiang Qing's eyes fell on the extraordinarily thick stack of leaflets in Yang Tianhua's hand. "I knew it wasn't you who reported it. You're a good comrade, the kind who can be a pillar of support. Keep it up!"
Yang Tianhua, who was forced to be entrusted with an important task: ...
The expression on his face was very interesting, sometimes blue and sometimes red, but Jiang Qing no longer had time to analyze the percentage on his face.
Yang Tianhua wanted to say something when he saw Jiang Qing lowering her head to take the schedule drawn by Song Shuang and discussing something.
He left tactfully.
Wang Dongduan came over and said, "What a hassle! You're just wasting my time."
Song Shuang got angry when he heard him say that. "You write non-stop every day, but I've never seen you do better than Lin Nanyan on any exam."
"Why," she said sarcastically, "I delayed you for two hours, and delayed your chance of becoming number one in the grade."
Wang Dongduan: “You!”
Jiang Qing quickly stopped them and grabbed Song Shuang's hand, saying, "Okay, you see, some people have good intentions, but they are so harsh in their words."
"In the end, even though the job was done, there was nothing good in it," she said, glancing at Wang Dongduan out of the corner of her eye. "Judge a man by his actions, not his words."
Wang Dongduan, who was complaining but holding a stack of brochures in his hands, said: ...
Is this a call to him or a call to him?
He finally returned to his seat with an awkward look on his face.
Song Shuang finally reacted and whispered, "Who told him to say such harsh words?"
"Well, let's check to see if there's anything missing."
Zheng Yuan and Ma Ning came to Class 9 to get some brochures and left soon.
Everyone was doing their own thing. When the teacher came, they quickly took their seats, and when the teacher left, they wandered around the campus.
From point to surface, starting from Class 9, dandelion seeds drifted in the wind and quickly occupied every corner of the campus.
A bomb was dropped into the already restless campus, causing a huge wave.
The students were in an uproar, gathering together and whispering.
When they saw the teacher coming, they immediately dispersed.
The news can’t be kept secret for long, and the teachers will eventually find out, but it’s almost time to go home from school.
By the time the teachers reacted and tried to stop the situation from developing, the students had already flown out of the school with the dandelion seeds and released them into a wider world.
At dusk that day.
An urgent notice from the school quickly gathered all the class teachers of the first and second year high school students.
Those who have asked for leave, those who are going home, those who are eating, no matter where you are now, come back quickly!
The wording of the notice will of course be a little more elegant, but that’s the meaning.
When Zhang Kuo, who was already on his way home when he was pulled over again, pushed open the office door and saw Li Feng standing in front of the high school teacher with his head down, his heart skipped a beat and he immediately knew that something big had happened.
What happened? It seemed that even the principal was alarmed.
Zhang Kuo stood silently in the corner, wondering.
As people arrived one after another within just twenty minutes, the principal finally pushed the door open and came in.
As soon as he came in, he threw a stack of papers.
"Let's take a look."
"Look at what your students are spreading!?"
"Our Jiangyuan No. 1 Middle School has never been so embarrassed!"
Li Feng walked forward, picked up the booklet, glanced at it, and understood the whole story.
She glanced at Zhang Kuo inconspicuously.
Zhang Kuo noticed it, but was very confused. What was the director looking at him for?
It's unfair. He didn't do anything. He just came here to make up the numbers and listen to the lecture.
Until an A4 booklet was passed to him.
Zhang Kuo's pupils suddenly contracted and his heart skipped a beat.
He passed it down like a wandering soul.
He...seems to be in big trouble!
The principal tried his luck and said, "Fortunately, these students were quite sensible and didn't spread the news until after school. If it had spread to the senior class group, I wonder what you would have done?"
"Such a big mistake happened on the eve of the college entrance examination. How are you going to explain it to the parents?!"
What? Zhang Kuo looked up instantly. No senior year?
That's good, that's good.
He regained his breath. Fortunately, those little bastards were still sensible and knew how to take care of him, the old class leader.
The principal looked at the silent people standing in front of him and sat down.
"I've already sent someone to investigate and find out who among you is responsible for this incident. This matter must be dealt with seriously."
"If any of you have any clues, please share them with us and we will solve them as soon as possible."
Everyone present looked at each other in confusion, and everyone knew what the principal meant.
He wanted to make an example of someone and expose the culprit to give an explanation to the parents who were about to cause trouble, and also to his superiors.
This will calm the situation.
The principal had a good idea. By reporting on each other, we can always find some clues.
But, those present are all veterans in the workplace. Someone has already gone to investigate, so why should they jump out and be the bad guy?
It would be so embarrassing if we could not see each other when we looked up or down in the future.
The office was completely silent, and the principal was so angry that he gulped down a cup of refreshing tea.
"Li Feng, as the school secretary, you speak first."
Li Feng took a step forward and opened his mouth.
Zhang Kuo broke out in a cold sweat. Even if it didn't involve senior year, he wouldn't live long.
Li Feng: "This matter..."
There was a knock on the door and someone stepped in.
The principal raised his eyebrows and put down his teacup. "It seems there is a result."
Zhang Kuo's heart sank to the bottom and he quietly crawled into a corner.
Chen Yongtian, the head teacher of Class 3 who was squeezed out, looked at him in confusion. What's wrong?
"Principal, we've sent people to check the school's printing shop, the teachers, security guards, cleaners who witnessed the incident, and the IP addresses on the Internet..."
The principal waved his hand to interrupt him, "Stop talking so much nonsense and just tell me the result."
"Which class? What are their names? How many people are there?"
The visitor was silent for a moment.
Zhang Kuo closed his eyes.
"According to our investigation, students from grade one to grade two were involved in every class."
The whole room was in uproar.
The principal stood up suddenly, knocking over the chair behind him.
Zhang Kuo suddenly opened his eyes, sweating profusely, as if he had been reborn.
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