I rely on the map to guide Xueba

Wei Junxing felt inexplicably relieved that at least someone still remembered what happened there, not just his imagination.

"By the way, Zhuohui, how did you get into that cram school? Did you also fall asleep suddenly on the day of the college entrance examination?"

"Yeah, when I entered the examination room that day, I wanted to pretend to answer a few questions, but I fell asleep right away, and I slept for four months.

This made my parents very anxious. After waking up, they stopped forcing me to go to school. "

He laughed, and looked at Wei Junxing with a flushed face,

"What about you?"

"Pretty much same as you."

Zhuohui then looked at He Jingshuo again, He Jingshuo shook his head with a look of disdain,

"I'm not a zero score. I didn't take the college entrance examination at all. I was directly recommended to Nankang University."

Wei Junxing and Zhuo Hui looked at each other with an unusual understanding, and it turns out that Xueba is Xueba.

After Zhuohui learned that Wei Junxing was injured and had a fever, he took two more cups of sweet soy milk and stuffed them into the hands of Wei Junxing and He Jingshuo.

"While I was there, I was able to come out thanks to both of you, thank you so much."

He Jingshuo took the soy milk and dragged Wei Jun into the library. As soon as he left Zhuo Hun's sight, he threw the soy milk into the trash can.

Wei Junxing sipped the cup of sweet soy milk all the way into the library, found a table and sat down without letting go.

He Jingshuo couldn't bear it immediately, why did this man seem to have changed since he saw that fat man.

"Hey, Wei Junxing, my time is very precious. I'm not here to accompany you to the library to be in a daze."

Seeing that Wei Junxing hadn't moved, he urged him aside.

Wei Junxing was finally called back to his senses by He Jingshuo, he looked up and looked around, there were all bookshelves, all books, he was dumbfounded for a moment, where to find it?

Wei Junxing put down the soy milk in his hand, and began to search for books on the computer on the table. While searching, he asked He Jingshuo,

"Xueba, you said about the historical materials of the Battle of Maling, can you find more detailed information here?"

He Jingshuo stared,

"What do you mean? You want to check Wei Linggong's background?"

"That's right," Wei Junxing seemed to think of something suddenly, meeting He Jingshuo's eyes that were already a bit plagued,

"Also, didn't Zhuohui say that he also scored zero in the exam, that is to say, most of the students in the cram school are like this. Can you find the zero-scoring candidates for this year's college entrance examination and see if you can be right? Those people?"

He Jingshuo's face darkened, and he said in extreme displeasure,

"Wei Junxing, I didn't say to be your assistant, why do you come to me for everything?"

Wei Junxing raised his mobile phone and waved to He Jingshuo,

"This is what I asked you to do, and it's what you owe the day before yesterday."

He Jingshuo glared back at him, reluctantly took out his phone,

"you are vicious."

He turned and went outside to make a phone call.

This library is divided into upper, middle and lower floors. The upper floor where Wei Junxing is sitting happens to be the upper floor, which are full of adult books, and the lower floor is some elementary and junior high school study materials.

Wei Junxing checked the catalog for a long time, and finally found a row of shelves for historical materials. He stood among a pile of historical materials and scratched.

It's just that a general like Wei Linggong who is not considered to have made great achievements will naturally not be written about him in official historical materials.

What about unofficial history?Most of the edited and processed traces are serious, and it is not clear to tell the real from the fake.

If Wei Linggong is really as he said, and can match up with the historical data, then was that Zhang Tianshi last night really also Wei Linggong?Why did He Jingshuo take himself to see him?

Wei Junxing originally thought that He Jingshuo accepted the dream cram school, so he could tell him why he did it, but in fact He Jingshuo didn't intend to say anything.

His phone vibrated slightly, and Wei Junxing saw a message from He Jingshuo, which contained a list of students who scored zero in this year's college entrance examination.

There were about thirty of them, he took a quick glance and saw a few familiar names, among them Zhuohui, Muxin, and him.

Then the phone rang again,

"Where are you?"

It was sent by He Jingshuo.

"Third shelf from the front here."

After sending out, Wei Junxing continued to look for books.

These rows of historical materials are arranged in chronological order, and there are thousands of them. Finding someone in this vast history like a sea of ​​stars is like finding a needle in a haystack.

Wei Junxing stared at the characters on the spine of the book all the way, not knowing which one to read, each one was as thick as an idiom dictionary.

He walked a few steps, and suddenly saw a brown hardcover book with a few big gilt characters on it, "Wuxi County Chronicle", isn't this the county chronicle of his hometown?

Wei Linggong's tomb is also considered a protected cultural relic in the county, and there may be records about this cemetery in the county annals.

For a moment, Wei Junxing pulled out the county annals and flipped through it as if he had discovered a new continent.

It's just that before he read the second page, he heard a slight sound of footsteps behind him.

Wei Junxing guessed that He Jingshuo had come to look for him, and was about to turn around to greet him, when a big hand waved over and covered his mouth.

The familiar smell penetrated into his nostrils from behind in an instant.

Wei Junxing's eyes widened, and he turned to look at He Jingshuo behind him.

He was staring at a figure outside the bookshelf with a serious expression, frowning thoughtfully.

He pulled Wei Junxing and squatted down beside the bookshelf, biting ears with Wei Junxing,

"Shut up, someone is following me."

It was a sunny day, and the world was bright and clear. How could someone follow a freshman student?

Wei Junxing blinked to show that he understood, and He Jingshuo slowly let go of his hand.

Across the bookshelves, Wei Junxing saw a young man in a light blue denim jacket, who looked to be in his twenties, walking along the bookshelves, ignoring the books on both sides.

"Who did you offend? Aren't you rich? Find someone to investigate?"

"If I can find it, what am I afraid of? I just can't find it. Stupid."

With that said, He Jingshuo stood up, pulled Wei Junxing up again, and asked worriedly,

"How is your wound? Did you touch it?"

Wei Junxing shook his head,

"Look what I found?"

Wei Junxing handed the thick county annals to He Jingshuo.

He Jingshuo's eyes lit up,

"County Chronicle? There might be one in it. Let's borrow it and get out of here quickly."

After finishing speaking, he pulled Wei Junxing up and walked outside.

The two hurriedly completed the borrowing procedures and left the library.

He Jingshuo drove the car, took him around a few times, and parked the car beside a basketball court.

Wei Junxing was mysteriously pulled out of the car by him. He held Wei Junxing's shoulder from the left side, avoiding the wound on the right side, and pulled him into the alley beside the basketball court.

Wei Junxing was holding the county magistrate in his hand, and he also made him so nervous that he even lowered his voice a few times without realizing it.

"Where are we going?"