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Superiors let their subordinates wait, leaders let their employees wait, and teachers let their students wait … It was probably a habit.
Even though Luoqiu arrived at the Academic Affairs Office on time, he didn't see the teacher he was supposed to be looking for.
But he saw his only classmate.
Zhang Qingrui sat with him on the chairs outside the Academic Affairs Office. Luoqiu sat on the left, while Ms. Zhang sat on the right.
They didn't deliberately keep a distance from each other, nor did they intend to get closer. They sat like this, as if they were sitting in an ordinary classroom.
It was raining outside, and the corridor outside the Academic Affairs Office was dark and gloomy at the moment.
It was inconvenient to look at the account book outside. Luoqiu, who hadn't logged into his Zhihu account for a while, opened it and found that there was a new response to the question he had sent before.
It was the same person who suggested that it might be the Gospel of Judas, Huang Jintong.
What he meant was that he had confirmed the origin of those ancient characters. Huang Jintong said that he was a student studying ancient characters. Recently, he was thinking about a research project on ancient characters, and he was interested in the characters posted by Luoqiu.
'Huang Jingtong' left his email address.
Luoqiu didn't rush to respond to Huang Jintong's request, but he suddenly had an indescribable feeling. He vaguely felt that if he established a connection with Huang Jintong, something unexpected might happen. [Love ↑ Go △ Little ↑ Say △ w
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He pondered for a moment, but didn't choose to take the initiative to say hello to Huang Jintong. Instead, he registered an ordinary email address and sent it over.
Clap, clap, clap … clap.
There seemed to be a sound, which made Ms. Zhang look around curiously. She first glanced at Luoqiu casually, but he didn't seem to have any reaction, so she looked in the direction of Luoqiu.
At 3: 30 p.m., in the dim corridor of the school building, Ms. Zhang saw a little girl. He was about six or seven years old.
The little girl was wearing a blue and white checkered dress. Her face was a little pale … Qingrui Zhang couldn't see the little girl's face. She could only see the side of her face and her actions.
At this time, the little girl lowered her head and patted a dark red rubber ball.
Pa, pa, pa, pa.
The ball bounced up and down with a steady, rhythmic sound. However, the little girl's clothes were drenched. With her head lowered, one could see that her hair was dripping with water.
Zhang Qingrui frowned. Just as she was about to walk over, the little girl turned around with the ball in her hand.
"Ah …"
Eldest Miss Zhang suddenly let out a low and deep cry, and even her body couldn't help but take a small step back.
The little girl's big eyes, wet hair sticking to her face, and the hairband with a butterfly knot were not as impressive as the little girl's mouth.
Her mouth … was a mess of flesh and blood. It was actually sewn together by needle and thread!
…
The frightened Eldest Miss Zhang covered her mouth tightly with her hand. However, in a blink of an eye, the little girl with her mouth sewn together was thrown away from her.
"Luoqiu, did you see that?" Qingrui Zhang's face turned pale. She lowered her eyes and looked at Luoqiu on the other side of the chair.
However, she saw that Luoqiu was still looking at his phone, as if he didn't raise his head.
"See what?" Luoqiu didn't raise his head.
"Just now …" Qingrui Zhang was stunned. She looked at the place where the little girl was just now. The floor should have been wet by the little girl's clothes, but now it looked dry.
Qingrui Zhang suddenly felt a chill all over her body. In front of her eyes, the scene of the little girl's mouth being sewn together lingered in her mind.
"Sound, didn't you hear anything just now?"
Luoqiu raised his head, looking at the front — the door of the teaching office. He stood up and said, "I heard it. Let's go in."
"Two students, come in!"
That was the voice of the teacher in the teaching office. Qingrui Zhang subconsciously looked at the inside of the teaching office. She had an impulse to say that it wasn't the teacher's voice. However, she swallowed the words back.
She followed Luoqiu into the teaching office with full of thoughts.
There was a teacher in the teaching office, surnamed Wang. Teacher Wang led the two students to a small room inside the teaching office and sat down.
Teacher Wang was in her thirties. She wore glasses and had short hair. In today's age, women at this age could generally maintain themselves well as long as they took good care of themselves.
Qingrui Zhang glanced at the ring finger of Teacher Wang's left hand. There was a shallow ring mark. It should have been taken off not long ago. The original color of her skin hadn't recovered yet.
Did she just get divorced …
"These two days, we received a report from Professor Qin Fang's family …" Teacher Wang said after a moment of silence, "That is, your supervisor. According to his family, Professor Qin suddenly passed away due to a heart attack. We also received his death report. "
Zhang Qingrui frowned. She recalled the incident in the underground graveyard in Ulan Bator. At this moment, she thought of his family … How on earth did they get this death report?
The only relative of the professor seemed to be Qin Chuyu. Miss Qin?
"We also feel very sad about Professor Qin Fang's death. But a dead person can't come back to life. Although you two are his students, don't be too sad. " Teacher Wang said slowly, "The reason why I called you two here today is to listen to your opinions."
Teacher Wang said, "The two of you should understand your own specialization. The school has arranged it like this. We can help you transfer to another major. If you transfer, we can provide supplementary courses for you two during the summer vacation, so that you two can catch up with the learning progress in the next semester … "
Luoqiu asked, "Is there any other arrangement?"
Teacher Wang nodded, "In addition, we'll try our best to arrange a new teacher for you. Although you're in the second grade, in view of your specialties, you're basically led by a supervisor. The third and fourth grade students are now led by other supervisors to carry out some research in other places … Or let the first grade teachers lead you. We can communicate with them as much as possible. Otherwise, I'm afraid we can only wait to hire a new teacher. But this way, it will take a longer time. "
Teacher Wang smiled, "Of course, the school will also give you time to consider."
Luoqiu nodded.
Zhang Qingrui suddenly said, "Teacher … that thing …"
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