70s rebirth daily

If He Zibo hadn't jumped out, Song Fengchen would have almost forgotten that there was still such a bad thing that had not been resolved.

The main reason is that he has never had any contact with the He family, except for Song Lingyi who came to him for work.

Now that He Zibo came to the door by himself, Song Fengchen would not be polite.

Just right, new and old grudges count together.

"Don't worry about that," Xu Shujian said in a deep voice, "The dean will not let him go."

This is true.

Do you think it is six years now?It has been more than two years since the great turmoil ended, and they still dare to come out and put up big-character posters, is it because they want to start a student riot or something.

You must know that more than half of the teachers at Capital University were recruited from all over the country in the year after the resumption of the college entrance examination, and most of them had the experience of being knocked down during the great turmoil. Could they not hate these tricks?

After all, the world is peaceful now, and He Zibo made such a thing again, does he think he is living too comfortably?

Even if the dean wants to take it lightly, he must also consider the feelings of these teachers, not to mention the fact that the Xu family is on top.

Then He Zibo's fate can be imagined.

When Song Fengchen and Xu Shujian separated, it was not time for class.

Probably because he didn't expect him to come back, when Song Fengchen pushed open the classroom door, he met dozens of unbelievable gazes.

Seeing Song Fengchen return to his seat majestically, He Zibo frowned, and suddenly felt uneasy in his heart.

"Hey, Zibo, what's going on?" A young man sitting next to He Zibo's left raised his arm and bumped He Zibo.He is He Zibo's roommate, and he was the one who mocked Song Fengchen before. He and other people in the dormitory also got involved in the matter of posting big-character posters. Otherwise, He Zibo could put up big-character posters all over half of the school overnight?

He Zibo calmed down, comforting the young man and himself: "For such a big matter, the dean must investigate thoroughly before he can be dealt with. Just wait, he won't turn over."

"That's right." The young man felt that He Zibo's words made sense. He helped He Zibo, firstly because He Zibo was his brother, secondly because he sympathized with what happened to the He family, and thirdly because he felt that people like Song Fengchen were not worthy of being treated. at Capital University.

At this moment, a young man with a flat-cut head pushed the door and walked in: "He Zibo, the dean asked you to go to his office."

what?

He Zibo's breathing tightened, and his heart became more and more uneasy. He barely maintained his composure, stood up, and walked towards the door.

But he didn't want to hear a voice suddenly ringing in his ear when he passed by Song Fengchen: "By the way, He Zibo, when you were spreading rumors about me, did you tell others that my parents died to save you?"

He Zibo stopped walking.

Hearing Song Fengchen's words, the other students in the class almost subconsciously thought of the words "gratitude, revenge and revenge", and even looked at He Zibo with more scrutiny.

"So what, it's true that your parents saved Zibo, but his family has also raised your siblings for three or seven years. As a result, you, relying on your parents being his savior, made trouble for his family. He was restless, and even sent his grandparents to the hospital... You still have the face to say this, then did you think about your heroic parents when you were sneaking around in your village!" It was not He Zibo's roommate who spoke.

Hearing this, everyone's scrutiny of He Zibo turned into contempt for Song Fengchen.

"So that's what you told them." Song Fengchen chuckled, and shifted his gaze from He Zibo to the young man: "Then, have you ever thought that if I can eat enough and dress warmly, will I still do things like stealing chickens and dogs?" ?”

The angry expression of the young man froze for a moment, only to hear Song Fengchen continue to say: "Did He Zibo tell you that his brother He Ziming graduated from university, in order to get a good job, he married my eldest sister as an excuse to leave my parents behind?" The more than 500 yuan he placed was cheated away, just to bribe the school leaders..."

Anyway, it's all about this, and Song Fengchen doesn't mind letting the He family take more blame.

"500 yuan?"

The sound of inhalation sounded one after another, and combined with what He Zibo had said to them before, everyone's hearts turned back and forth.

500 yuan, the salary of an ordinary second-level worker for one year, is equivalent to four years of frugality for a family of three.

With this amount of money, does Song Fengchen still need to steal things to make a living?

Doesn't the He family want to be a bitch and set up a torii?

All of a sudden, everyone looked at He Zibo with a trace of disdain.

"You're talking nonsense—" He Zibo's head broke out in cold sweat. He originally thought that it would not be a problem to beat Song Fengchen to death with that big-character poster, but he didn't expect that there would be such ink marks on the dean's side, which gave Song Fengchen a chance to stand up. , the key is how does he know these things?

"Am I talking nonsense, don't you know?" Song Fengchen chuckled: "By the way, what's more, at the end of last year, his brother He Ziming was fired from public office because of his style of work. As far as I know, he and I Not long after the eldest sister got married, she got involved with his widowed boss."

"Now think about it, is it because your brother, after being dismissed from public office, wanted the position of accountant in the wood factory that my mother left me, but I didn't give it to you, so you hold a grudge against me."

Sensing the contemptuous gazes from all around, He Zibo clenched his hands into fists. He silently said in his heart that this was Song Fengchen's provocative method. Once he got angry, other people would only think that he was angry from embarrassment. Isn't it equivalent to doing what Song Fengchen said? evidence.

Thinking of this, he sneered, and said sonorously: "Edit, continue to edit, do you think that pouring dirty water on me and diverting the attention of the big guys can cover up what you have done? You have to know, the masses His eyes are discerning."

Hearing what he said, everyone was confused and didn't know who to trust.

Song Fengchen lowered his brows slightly: "As expected of He Zibo, this psychological quality really has nothing to say."

He changed his voice: "I know, all you can rely on now is that I bribed Teacher Xu with money, am I right?"

Facing Song Fengchen's half-smile expression, He Zibo's heart skipped a beat.

I only heard Song Fengchen say word by word: "Then you must not know, Mr. Xu Shujian Xu, he is my lover."

"Love, love?" I don't know who screamed.

"Ah." Song Fengchen responded, and said with a little pride: "I'm really sorry, Mr. Xu's flower was stuck on my pile of cow dung."

"Pfft—" Hearing this, someone couldn't help laughing out loud, and the atmosphere in the classroom was relaxed.

The words have already reached this point. Since the people here can stand out from the more than 600 million candidates and be admitted to Capital University, they must have nothing to say in terms of IQ. The balance in their hearts has basically completely tilted towards Song Fengchen. Don't dare to make fun of Mr. Xu.

When they turned their heads to look at He Zibo, the other side was ashamed, saying something in their mouths, which couldn't be heard clearly, it should be something like 'impossible', and then staggered out.

His three roommates and a young man with a tight cut also had the same expression.

Things have developed to the present, the truth has become very clear.

In the afternoon of the same day, the school bulletin board posted the results of the incident. He Zibo was punished with a major demerit for slandering the teachers and classmates for his bad behavior.

This is a punishment on the surface, which is fair.

But with Xu Shujian staring at him, He Zibo might never get a graduation certificate from Capital University in his life.

As for He Zibo's three roommates and the young man with a tight cut, they were all given serious warnings, which would have more or less impact on future work assignments.

For such a result, Song Fengchen was quite satisfied, but it was one yard for one yard. The matter of the big-character poster was settled, and it was time to settle the account of He Zibo's ungratefulness and bullying of his predecessor.

……

"Song San!" He Zibo was so angry that he raised his hand and swept all the things on the desk to the ground. Hearing the crackling sound in his ears, he gritted his teeth, his eyes were red, and kicked the desk to the ground: "Liu Wei!"

Of these two people, one is the one he wished to cut into pieces, and the other is a young man with a cut head. If the other party hadn't told him swearingly that he saw Song Fengchen giving gifts to Xu Shujian with his own eyes, how could he have come up with such a bad idea to deal with Song Fengchen? .

Well now, he has been recorded as a major demerit, and his future is bleak.How high-spirited he was when he was admitted to Capital University, how disheartened he is now.

If it wasn't for Song San... if there was no Song San...

He Zibo picked up the chess box on the window sill and slammed it on the ground. With a crackling sound, the chess pieces fell to the ground.

All three of his roommates have moved out, giving him plenty of room to vent.

At this moment, a knock on the door suddenly sounded in his ears. He struggled to suppress the resentment in his heart, walked over, and opened the door to see that the corridor was empty and there was nothing there.

He Zibo didn't think much about it, he closed the door, turned around, and was stunned.

He only saw that the messy dormitory that he made was neat and tidy, as if nothing happened just now.

He rubbed his eyes subconsciously, and he was right. The chess box was placed on the window sill intact, and all the objects on the desk were arranged in an orderly manner.

How can it be?

His pupils shrank slightly, and then he thought of the empty corridor outside the door. It was not long after nightfall, and logically it should be a lively time, so how could there be no one there?

He Zibo's breathing tightened, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated. He swallowed, opened the door with trembling hands.

"Do you do laundry?"

"Wash, leave some hot water for me."

"Who is going to help bring food tomorrow morning?"

……

There are people coming and going in the corridor, so lively.

Illusion, what I saw before was indeed an illusion.

He Zibo's heart relaxed.

He turned around, and what he saw was a pawn, and when he looked up again, two pairs of feet hanging in the air suddenly appeared in his vision.