Good pregnancy from heaven: We are looking for the wife of the president

After a while, the S City Academy of Fine Arts arrived.

Because they came earlier, the usually bustling campus was very quiet at this time, with only a few people jogging along the campus path in the morning.

The first ray of sunlight in the morning shines through the cracks in the branches and gently sprinkles on the ground, turning into mottled and fine shadows.

Lao Qi and Fang Zhiqi walked side by side on the campus tree-lined path, preparing to cross the path to the girls' dormitory.

Feeling the freshness of the trees and flowers, bathing in the soft sunlight, thinking that the disaster is over and she can study in peace, Fang Zhiqi was very happy.

With a happy mood, I soon came to the girls' dormitory.

However, when she saw the announcement posted downstairs in the girls' dormitory, her joyful mood was instantly shattered.

The announcement reads:

Fang Zhiqi, class 0801, architectural design,

Since the beginning of the school year, the student has resorted to some improper methods in order to obtain the true biography of Professor Li Yishi. In view of the fact that the student's intentions are not righteous, his morals are damaged, and he is seriously inconsistent with the qualities that a college student should have, he is now expelled from the Academy of Fine Arts in S City. I hope other students will follow suit. As a warning, strengthen self-moral quality improvement!

Special announcement!

Academic Affairs Office of S City Academy of Fine Arts
2018/4/1

"Brother, why did this happen?" Fang Zhiqi mourned.

Lao Qi clenched his fists with his hands hanging by his side, and stared fiercely at the eight characters of "innocent intentions and corrupt morals" on the announcement with his pensive eyes. Who did this?

There are so many anecdotes in the world!White is also said to be black, such a kind-hearted girl is said to be immoral and corrupt.

Didn't Li Yishi's wife say that Li Yishi's death had nothing to do with Fang Zhiqi?Where did this come from?
"Qiqi, brother, go and ask for an explanation for you! Let's not suffer from this dullness! Let's go!"

Lao Qi let go of his fisted hand, pulled Fang Zhiqi and walked towards the dean's residence.

Fang Zhiqi, who looked desperate, heard the words of Lao Qi, and hope was ignited in his heart.

Brother is right!She can't suffer from such a dull loss!

Fang Zhiqi tightly grasped Lao Qi's hand, as if grabbing a life-saving straw, and at the same time, a kind of determination spontaneously emerged in his heart.

The dean's home is also in the staff villa area, not far from Li Yishi's home.

The sun gradually rose, and the sunlight became a bit dazzling, and more people shuttled around the campus.

Since that incident, Fang Zhiqi has now become a public figure of the Academy of Fine Arts.Her appearance has been engraved in the brains of everyone in the Academy of Fine Arts.

No, as soon as Fang Zhiqi showed his face, there were people around pointing at her, and those scorching gazes were cast on her meticulously, or more on his and the old Qishi's crossed hands.

"It's her, you see, a woman with a heart of snakes and scorpions, she is the one who killed our Professor Li!"

"What a bitch! Shameless! Even seduce an 80-year-old man, it's really hungry!"

"Look, there's another guy. How old is this? It wasn't this guy I saw downstairs in the girls' dormitory last time. That guy seemed more handsome."

"How can she seduce men so much? I don't think she has a good figure! She looks like bean sprouts!"

"It's not easy! Spread your legs apart and just lie down!"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I really can't see that there is a Daji in our Academy of Fine Arts!"

"Daji just seduced a man from the emperor, but she would go to a man whenever she saw one. In my opinion, she is comparable to Zhao Feiyan in the Western Han Dynasty."

……

At first they were still whispering, but later on, their voices became louder and their words became unscrupulous, as if Fang Zhiqi didn't exist.

"Shut up!" Lao Qi roared angrily.

All the girls were startled, and all looked at the man who spoke.

Seeing that the man's eyes were scarlet, his face dark and terrifying, and his hands clenched into fists, the girls closed their mouths resentfully, and then ran away with their heads in their hands.

Fang Zhiqi felt dejected, this scene was very familiar, it was exactly the same as in S University a year ago.

"Am I going to leave school again?" Fang Zhiqi asked himself secretly.

Before, it was because she gave birth without telling the school, which really violated the school discipline and rules.But this time she was fired and blamed for no reason.

Why?Why did you do this to her?

Where is the axiom?Where is the fairness?
Not reconciled, very unwilling, she did nothing, and ended up with a ruined reputation and expulsion from school.

Isn't there a place for her in the huge city of S?

The familiar, long-lost despair lingered in her heart again. She clearly saw the dawn of hope, but before she could see it clearly, the dark clouds overwhelmed her.

Black, full of black everywhere, as if the light that once illuminated her never came.

Seeing that Fang Zhiqi was on the verge of falling, and his face was pale, Lao Qi's heart tightened, he hurriedly supported her, and asked:
"Qiqi, are you okay? Don't let their words hurt your heart! You hurt your heart, but they are happy! We can't satisfy them."

A pair of big hands tightly wrapped her cold little hands, as if to give her infinite strength.

Even though he said that, he himself was not as calm as he said.At this time, he was both angry and heartbroken. The ones who were angry were those rumor makers, and the ones who were heartbroken were the woman he would protect all his life.

He felt and felt her sadness, her pain, her anger, all her emotions.If there was a medicine in the world that could relieve her pain, he would drink it without hesitation.

Feeling the warmth from her hands and hearing the words from her ears, Fang Zhiqi was startled, looking at the concern in Lao Qi's eyes, her dark eyes flickered, and suddenly became clear again.

"I know, but I just feel uncomfortable! They don't even understand my true nature, so why should they tell me what to do? Don't they know that the harm of language is a sharp sword? How can they do this?"

Fang Zhiqi was filled with resentment.

Lao Qi's eyes were full of distress, "We can't dominate others, but we can control ourselves!"

After a few seconds of pause, she turned sideways, her tall body shielding her from the glare of the sun, as if opening a protective umbrella for her.

"Qiqi, remember: no matter what happens, you must maintain a self-admiring, calm temperament!"

Fang Zhiqi fell silent.

If a person can truly achieve: happiness and anger are not shown, likes and dislikes are not expressed, sorrow and joy are not beneficial to the face, life and death are not in accordance with the sky, then what kind of state should one reach?

Can she do it?
Fang Zhiqi shook his head.

Along the way, the two were depressed, and neither of them wanted to talk anymore.In this way, hand in hand, walked forward silently.

After a while, the dean's house was in sight.

The house is surrounded by waist-length flowers and plants, and the west wall is full of ivy. Looking from a distance, it is a green wall.

"Go in!" Lao Qi said.

"Brother, how do you know this is the home of the dean?" Fang Zhiqi asked suspiciously. She often passed by here, but she never knew that this was the home of the dean.

"The dean and I are just acquaintances. When we came to Lao Li before, we would inevitably bump into him on the way, and we didn't have a deep relationship with him. Today we are just here to ask for an explanation, not to ask him." Lao Qi said lightly explain.

After finishing speaking, he opened the fence gate of the small courtyard and walked in front, Fang Zhiqi followed behind, feeling agitated in his heart.

The doorbell rang for a long time before the door slowly opened.

The person who opened the door was the fifty-year-old dean. The years had left wrinkles on his face, and the hair on both side temples had been dyed white.

Seeing Lao Qi and Fang Zhiqi standing at the door, the dean turned cold and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"Let's discuss it!" Lao Qi gritted his teeth.

"What do you say?"

Lao Qi endured the anger in his heart, looked at the dean who was about to retire, smiled, and asked coldly:

"The dean who is well-educated is going to talk at the door? Is this your way of being?"

The dean's face froze, and he turned to one side, "Come in!"

Fang Zhiqi followed behind Lao Qi, looking very cautious, his small face was full of anxiety, and after entering, he didn't have the leisure to look at the layout of the living room gracefully.

Before the dean asked to sit down, Lao Qi sat down on the leather sofa, and then patted the seat next to him, and the other party said: "Qiqi, sit down!"

Fang Zhiqi raised his eyes, glanced at the dean, and saw that he still had a stinky face, so he lowered his head, walked to the sofa, leaned against Lao Qi, and sat down.

The dean sat down on the other side of the sofa with a gloomy face, and looked at the two people opposite, with disgust and anger deep in his eyes.

"Speak! Ask me for an explanation!"

Lao Qi straightened his back, looked straight at the dean with sharp eyes, and asked seriously: "Why did the Academy of Fine Arts expel my sister?"

"Our Academy of Fine Arts can't tolerate students with bad intentions and low morals!"

Hearing this, the anger in Lao Qi's heart was ignited again, and the color of his eyes became darker and darker, like the sea before a hurricane, so gloomy that he could not see the sun.

"Why is my sister's mind wrong and her morals are low?"

"Isn't Mr. Li's death the best proof?" The dean asked coldly.

"What does his death have to do with my sister? The police said she was wronged, so why are you accusing her of this crime?" Lao Qi said angrily.

"The police are the police, and we can't control what they say. These days, as long as you put some money in, the guilty will become innocent." The dean said coolly.

Hearing this, Lao Qi stood up angrily, looked at the dean, his eyes were wide open, his brows were raised, and the two hands beside him had unconsciously clenched into fists, and their knuckles were clenched. ring.

"An 80-year-old is already a dying person. You can't blame my sister for his death! Mr. Li's wife said that Mr. Li's death has nothing to do with Fang Zhiqi. Why are you still holding onto it?" Let it go? Are you dealing with it impartially, or are you using power for personal gain?"

If it weren't for the fact that he was also Li Lao's former friend, Lao Qi would definitely beat him up with his fists. In his philosophy, if it doesn't make sense, he should use martial arts to solve it.

When the dean heard Lao Qi's last words, he blushed with anger.

"How can you say that about Mr. Li? There are not a few elderly people who are over [-] years old now! The expulsion of Fang Zhiqi was not decided by me alone, but by a letter signed by all teachers and students. Don't worry about things. Biting people here!"

Lao Qi argued, "This is the truth! Don't think my words are offensive. In today's society, 80 years old is considered an advanced age. The dead are gone, and the living are like this! You can't just because of a dead person , and harmed a young and promising student."

After the voice fell behind, the air seemed to freeze.