At that moment, Zhang Lei felt as if a hungry wolf appeared in front of him.
He waved his hands, trying to drive the wolf away.
But the hungry wolf bit his leg tightly, tore off the flesh piece by piece and swallowed it.
When Zhang's mother brought Zhang Zhen to find Zhang Lei, he was curled up in the corner, his body wet.
There were many people around watching the fun.
Some kind-hearted people wanted to ask him what was going on?
Do you need help getting to the hospital?
But as soon as they got close to Zhang Lei, Zhang Lei became like a madman, picked up the stone at hand and threw it at them: "Go, go, don't bite me, get out!"
Stone after stone fell into the crowd.
Some people were hit directly and were cursing and wanted to punch the madman.
He was stopped by Zhang's mother who suddenly arrived.
Zhang Zhen felt bad when he saw Zhang Lei’s crazy look.
In the end, he said nothing, squatted down, carried his dirty brother on his back, lowered his head, and strode towards home.
The two young men did not appear again until Zhang Lei was taken away.
They looked at each other in bewilderment, then said in disbelief: "Is this crazy?"
"Who knows? I was thinking of just scare him so that he wouldn't dare to do such a thing again.
I didn’t expect this guy to be so easily frightened…”
All this was within Lu Zhiye's expectations. The two young men had no idea what Zhang Lei had experienced in school.
Lu Zhiye knew it very well. The two employees who had brought Zhang Lei here had complained a lot on the train.
After all, after this incident, all major education bureaus underwent a comprehensive reshuffle.
They will inevitably be affected!
In this way, naturally all the resentment was vented on Zhang Lei.
Halfway through the journey, Zhang Lei became mentally ill due to the gossip of others.
Later, he was verbally insulted and suppressed by those two people, so naturally things didn't get any better.
If he behaved himself, stayed at home quietly and didn't provoke Lu Zhiye.
There wouldn’t be the following incident!
It was he who first had evil intentions and wanted to call to report Lu Zhiye again, but was stopped by people who had been arranged in advance.
The young man happily touched the cigarette on his ear and said, "This task has been successfully completed and even exceeded the quota.
Let's go and call the boss to let him know. Maybe he can give us more money for a few more packs of cigarettes!"
“Go, go, go!”
After Zhang Lei's incident, both Peking University and Tsinghua University next door, as well as universities in several provinces and cities, all began to thoroughly check the identities of their students.
You don’t know until you check, and you’ll be shocked when you do.
There are quite a few students who come to school to take the place of replacement...
For a time, no one dared to laugh at Beijing University.
After all, who’s pot doesn’t have ash at the bottom, and who’s chimney isn’t black?
Lu Zhiye had a few days of leisure, and Zhong Wende took him to meet several old professors.
What was different from the last time was that Zhong Wende tried his best to show off Lu Zhiye's talent.
Even though they were mentally prepared, the old guys were still shocked.
This person's insights into architecture are not limited to theoretical discussions, right?
Even the few apprentices under them who have participated in the construction do not have such deep insights.
Professor Wen coughed lightly and gave Lu Zhiye a brief test.
Finding that he answered fluently, she nodded with satisfaction.
But he was also a proud person, and was still thinking about the last time he lost face in front of several professors in the office.
He stroked his beard and said softly, "Mr. Lu's views are indeed extraordinary, but if he wants to be my last disciple, I'm afraid..."
Before he could finish his words, Professor Qi at the side leaped up.
He narrowed his eyes and smiled, saying, "Student Lu, your name is Lu Zhiye, right? I'll just call you Xiaoye!
Since Professor Wen doesn't want to accept you as his disciple, then I'll do it!
Professor Wen majored in Northern architecture, while I majored in Southern architecture.
The architectural styles of the north and south are very different. Speaking of the north and south, your teacher also studied both the north and south..."
Professor Qi's words made Professor Wen so angry that he fumed and glared.
He pushed Professor Qi and said, "What do you want to do, old man?"
Professor Qi smiled innocently and said, "Brother Wen, none of us are older than you, so we wanted you to take the teaching test first.
In the end, you didn't like Xiao Lu. What you meant by that was that he was not qualified to be your last disciple?
In that case, I will accept him. I think he is very qualified to be my disciple!"
Professor Wen was so angry that he was jumping up and down. He was deliberately taking the bridge just now, but these people didn’t see it!!!
Lu Zhiye suppressed the uncontrollable corners of his mouth, stood aside tactfully, and said nothing.
Only the strong are worthy of being his teacher...
Another old professor also stood up from his stool and said, "I think Mr. Lu is more suitable for our architectural style!
He has a very unique understanding of ancient architecture, and not many people know this these days!"
“I think so too…”
Before the other old professor could finish his words, Professor Wen interrupted him unconvincedly: "Did I say I won't accept it?
When accepting someone as a last-ditch disciple, one must consider their spirituality.
It takes a month or two of careful study to be sure.
Isn’t that what we usually do?”
Professor Qi quickly raised his hand: "I don't need to test you here. If possible, just serve the tea!"
These words made Professor Wen so angry that his face turned red and his neck became thick. He wanted to roll up his sleeves and punch him twice!
The men argued until their faces turned red, and people outside who didn't know what was going on thought they were fighting.
Zhong Wende sat there watching the show, thinking back to when he had taught Professor Xiuwen's class part-time, and how that old bastard had made him suffer a lot.
Now, there is finally someone who can cure him!!!
The resentment in Zhong Wende's heart about giving up his apprentice gradually dissipated.
He waved at Lu Zhiye and pushed a teacup next to him over: "They will probably have to argue for the whole morning.
Come, have some tea. By the way, did you bring the snacks your wife cooked earlier?
If you bring some, bring some out for me. Sit here and watch the show, your mouth is so light!"
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