Case File Compendium

A few days later, Shanghai Medical College.

Xie Qingcheng's office.

"Thank you, professor, I was wrong! I was really wrong! I have no heart! I am not human! I have failed your trust and the expectations of the party and the country. I will never miss class again. Woooo..."

Xie Qingcheng sat at the desk, brushed the tip of the pen across the paper, ticked off the list, and said to the other party without raising his eyes: "Okay. Go back."

The boy left crying bitterly.

He has a lot of means to deal with problem students. This boy majoring in clinical medicine came in arrogantly, didn't he just leave with tears streaming down his face?Before leaving, he bowed frequently to Xie Qingcheng, choked with sobs and promised that he would change his mind and start a new life, and that he would never skip class again, and he would not skip Professor Xie's class if he skipped class.

Xie Qingcheng closed the notebook and folded his fingers in front of him.

These boys with learning attitudes have already promised him that they will correct themselves in the future.Unless He Yu can also persuade all the girls on the other form to go ashore, He Yu really can't beat him in this round.

He sat in the office chair with a straight posture, only feeling that the winning ticket was in his hands, so he thought lightly for a while how to train the losing elementary school bully.

After thinking about it casually for a moment, the phone rang suddenly.

"Hey."

"Professor Xie, it's me."

The caller was a freshman girl from the Department of Forensic Medicine.

Like He Yu, this girl is also a top student.Although she appeared on He Yu's talking list, she was one of Xie Qingcheng's most disciplined students.

She was specially arranged by Xie Qingcheng.

As a ruthless lady who puts more effort into studying the concept of zombified giants than Dior Chanel, she is not required to come to the chartered professional courses for no other reason.

This kind of learning god and goddess is often lonely, she doesn't have much contact with the classmates in the class, and not all the teachers listen to her, but she respects Xie Qingcheng very much.

Firstly, it is because Xie Qingcheng is really excellent in his major, which can stimulate the admiration of a top female student. Second, it is because the school did not allow her to apply for self-study, and Xie Qingcheng fought for her. Teach students in accordance with their aptitude, so the top female student is grateful to Xie Qingcheng.

"Professor Xie, that boy named He Yu has come to look for me."

"How did he say."

"He didn't persuade me to study hard as soon as he came up. He said that he was sent by you to have a heart-to-heart talk with me. He asked me to have a cup of coffee with him tomorrow."

"Go, but don't listen to his advice."

"I know, I will definitely help you to the end." The female student said aggressively, "But Professor Xie, he is from the Shanghai University next door, and not from our medical school. How did you know him? He is your relative? "

"The son of an acquaintance." Xie Qingcheng said, "His father helped me before. When his son encountered some problems, I helped him teach him."

He was telling the truth, if it wasn't for He Jiwei, he might not have cared about He Yu for so long.

"Oh." Xueba didn't ask any more questions, "Then I know, you can rest assured that I will never let you down. I'm going to read the book first and hang up."

Xie Qingcheng picked up the line, threw the phone into his pocket, packed up and went back to the dormitory.

Of course, Xie Qingcheng also knew that He Yu was not a fuel-efficient lamp. He watched with cold eyes. Only two days later in a week, those girls who hadn't received their thoughts returned to the classroom one after another, and the number increased one by one. On Thursday, The eleven students, except for the top female student, all returned to the classroom and sat down.

The female academic bully is the last one.

On Thursday afternoon, Xueba came to ask him for advice with his notebook in his arms. After Xie Qingcheng finished answering, he asked, "Has He Yu approached you?"

"I've looked for it." The neat and capable girl with a ponytail replied, "I looked for it twice a week, both for afternoon tea with me."

But when the girl said this, she hesitated for a moment, and then said: "It's just that he...he didn't talk to me about absenteeism or anything like that, he really just asked me to come out and have a heart-to-heart talk."

Xie Qingcheng frowned slightly.

It's already Thursday, and you haven't talked about business yet?

There are only three days left before this week turns over, what exactly is He Yu planning...

In a trance, the top female student suddenly coughed lightly: "Professor Xie."

"Huh?" He raised his eyelids and glanced at her absent-mindedly.

"I have a question for you."

"Tell me." Xie Qingcheng had already picked up the pen for solving the problem from the table.

But the next sentence of the female academic bully made him cover the pen cap again——

Xueba asked a question that had nothing to do with studying: "Well, is He Yu the editor and director of Class 1001 of Shanghai University?"

Only a steel straight man like Xie Qingcheng can ask this girl's question, and still don't understand what the other party is thinking.He frowned, and looked at the Iron Lady standing in front of him holding a notebook, what was she doing here?

In the end, he had no choice but to nod dryly: "Yes. What's the matter."

"It's nothing." Xueba said decisively, and spread the notebook, successfully distracting the teacher's attention, "Professor Xie, these are the questions I sorted out this week related to your major, please help me answer them."

Fast forward to Sunday.

The top female student sent him a message: "Professor Xie, are you free tonight? I've been thinking about it for a day and I figured out something. Can I talk to you?"

So at 06:30 in the evening, Xie Qingcheng came to the door of the office as scheduled.

His office is on the fifth floor of the teaching building, at the end of the corridor. When walking along the long corridor, he didn't recognize the girl standing by the railing at all.

When he came to the door of his office, he started to touch the key to open the door, but he automatically ignored the girl who was close at hand. Even when the other party called "Professor Xie", his first reaction was not to look at the girl , but looked left and right, trying to find the student who was forever noodle soup with white T-shirt and jeans.

"...Professor Xie, I'm here."

Xie Qingcheng turned around: "..."

After a while, he subconsciously took a step back, and the back of his head hit the aluminum alloy security door of the office with a "bang!", causing him to gasp in pain, covering his head and squinting his eyes.

"Professor! Are you all right?"

"...I'm fine."

It's okay for him to hit it, but the girl in front of him seems to have a bigger problem.

The female academic bully is completely different from usual.

She let go of the ponytail she had been wearing all the time, let the stylist blow her hair fluffy, put on delicate makeup on her face, and was wearing a pure white tulle dress. Her slender legs were straight like jade. Down the line, the line ended on a pair of black satin pumps.The high-heeled shoes have silver buckles, adorned with her tender ankles, and lined with her lotus root pink nails.

Xie Qing took several rounds of confirmation before reaching the appraisal conclusion that this is indeed not a fake, it is undoubtedly genuine.

He suddenly felt that his head hurt even more, and he had a vague premonition.

Sure enough, the next sentence of the female student bluntly clarified her reason for coming: "Professor Xie, well, I came here to tell you that I went out with He Yu again today, and this time he talked to me and let me talk about it." About going back to the classroom, but he also told me about the agreement between you two."

"..."

"Professor Xie, although I respect you very much, I think it's not good for you to take advantage of others' danger like this. It's really not what a teacher should do."

Xie Qingcheng's hand that was about to take the key to open the door stopped: "...He Yu and he said something to you."

"He said everything. He said that he failed to confess to the person he likes. You asked him to practice more, so you set him many difficult challenges."

Xie Qingcheng raised his hand, and his slender fingers with distinct bones grasped the hair on his forehead, and fidgeted the meticulously combed hair, leaving a few strands of black hair hanging down.

He was behind the scattered blackness, staring at her with a pair of cold peach blossom eyes, and turned his eyes away with a click of his tongue: "It's not as simple as you think."

After a pause, he continued:

"...Forget it, you can go back."

But the female Xueba didn't leave, and she still stared at him with the persistence of Xueba: "Teacher, you have to understand He Yu's mood, and don't embarrass him at this time. I think this matter is really serious." What you did was wrong, I hope you will have the opportunity to apologize to He Yu in the future."

……

He Yu must have given her a blood gu.

Xie Qingcheng's expression became much colder, and his eyes pierced from under the broken hair: "I invite you to go back, do you understand?"

"Understood. But before I go back, I want to confess to the professor that I have already told He Yu about the private agreement between you and me."

Xie Qingcheng: "..."

"No way, he is sincere to me, and I don't want to lie to him. You put me on the list just to win him. I really can't hide it for you."

In the end, the little traitor did not forget to bow to Xie Qingcheng politely.

"Please forgive me."

After saying that, the little girl turned around and stomped on her high-heeled shoes Tingting walked gracefully, just walking out of the catwalk that Xie Qingcheng hadn't walked out since he knew her for so long.

Xie Qingcheng only felt a severe headache, but he really couldn't argue with the female student, so he gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "He, Yu..."

The light and shadow flickered.

Not far in front of him, footsteps sounded.

Then--

"Professor Xie looking for me?"

Xie Qingcheng raised his head suddenly, his hair became more disheveled, and his eyes were fixed on the direction of the voice.

Turning out in front of his eyes was a tall boy with pockets in his back and a shoulder schoolbag on his back. The boy looked relaxed, calm and indifferent. Under his wide and comfortable forehead, a pair of almond eyes looked downcastly. No smile.

He Yu had been hiding behind a large gothic column at the end of the corridor, the schoolgirl didn't know, and neither did Xie Qingcheng.

When the female Xueba was filled with righteous indignation and defended him, when Xie Qingcheng was blocked by the students and couldn't say a word, He Yu actually just leaned on that damned stick with his hands in his pockets and the three embraced each other calmly. Listen behind the gothic columns.

Is this fucking human?

Xie Qing's face was blue, and his eyes were dark: "You—"

"Oh, you can't accuse me." He Yu raised his hand and made a hush movement, his slightly squinted eyes seemed to have a ruffian air that no one else could detect.

He looked at Xie Qingcheng from top to bottom, and said with a sneer: "You first asked someone to plot against me, and the co-author wouldn't let me win. If I try to deal with you like this, don't I think I'm mean?"

Xie Qingcheng: "..."

If you lose, you lose, and you will only lose your own face if you talk too much.

Xie Qingcheng gritted his teeth and said no more.

After a while, Xie Qingcheng said: "How did you lie to her? Look at the ghostly appearance she is dressing up now. Is there any other appearance that a student should have? Suspenders and miniskirts..."

"Isn't it good?" He Yu walked around and stood close to Xie Qingcheng, with one hand still in his pocket and the other clutching the buckle of his shoulder bag. The only difference was that when he got closer, he lowered his eyes. Looking at Xie Qingcheng's movements with eyelashes is even more naked.

"Then tell me, what should a student look like?"

He approached him as if to nail him through the door.

"Sports shirt, jeans, high ponytail, no makeup?"

"Dr. Xie," he sighed, "I actually wanted to tell you a long time ago that I am not the only one who is sick, you have to see it too. You have a strong desire to control, do you know about straight male cancer? It’s so old, you still think it’s inappropriate for a girl to wear a suspender skirt.”

Taking a step closer, he almost lowered his face, nose to nose.

The opposite sex will feel ambiguous at this distance, but both of them are men and have no same-sex sexual orientation, so this becomes an aggressive and aggressive distance.

This kind of information does not require any special language explanation, and it naturally penetrates into Xie Qingcheng's flesh and blood.

Xie Qingcheng was forced by He Yu to lean back against the cold door panel, now looking back, he felt very uncomfortable.Xie Qingcheng didn't want to talk nonsense with him anymore, and raised his hand to He Yu's strong and generous chest.

"Forget it. I won't talk nonsense with you, you get out of the way."

After finishing speaking, he pushed the person hard, then rubbed his right wrist, lowered his arm and gave him a sideways glance, walked out from his side like a wall that blocked him, and walked out gloomy.

"...Wait a minute, Xie Qingcheng."

After walking more than ten meters away, He Yu turned his head again and called him to stop leisurely behind him.

Xie Qingcheng's face was already very ugly, but he stood gloomily for a while, then turned his head with a livid face: "What are you doing?"

He Yuyang glanced at the list he took out from his schoolbag at some point: "You lost this game."

That's not counting, the scum stuffed the list into the bag after it was over, and then took out a piece of something wrapped in pink wrapping paper.

He Yu raised his eyes, looked at him indifferently, raised his hand, untied the ribbon of the packaging slowly, and said leisurely: "Although the professor is playing an exercise game with me, you should be punished if you lose. Otherwise it would be boring."

"..."

"Tell me, as a professor, an elder, or my former personal doctor, but you behaved so unrulyly, what do you think I should punish you for? What should I do to you to teach you a little lesson?"

If you lose, you can't lose your demeanor, and you are willing to gamble and admit defeat.

Xie Qingcheng said indifferently: "What do you want?"

"It's a pity, as for me, I haven't thought about it yet."

He Yu said softly.

"Let's owe it first, and I will calculate it together when I think of it later."

"Count together?"

"Well. I think you will lose to me next time."

Xie Qingcheng couldn't hold back his anger this time: "He Yu, don't be too rampant."

"Don't dare." He Yu smiled, and said so, but "dare" touched Xie Qingcheng with provocative eyes, "But Professor Xie, it's better not to cheat in the future, your skills are not good, As long as you move, you can easily be spotted by me."

His tone was still polite.

As he said that, he tore off the pink wrapping paper in his hand.

It turned out to be a piece of chocolate, but it was crooked, and it didn't look like it was bought outside, but rather the clumsy handicraft of a novice.

"Didn't you just ask me how I communicated with others? Actually, it's nothing. I just invited her to afternoon tea twice, and today I just accompanied her to the handmade chocolate class. She doesn't have many friends in school, and other students think she's not good at it." She's gregarious and eccentric, but she's actually quite easy to get along with. It's just that few people will take the initiative to invite her when playing."

As he spoke, he snapped a piece of chocolate and took a small piece of brown cocoa cream between his white teeth.

Then, carrying a shoulder bag, she walked past Xie Qingcheng.

When passing by the wrong shoulder, the boy didn't even look at Xie Qingcheng, his apricot eyes stared straight ahead, he bit the chocolate into his mouth without looking sideways, and chewed it slowly.

"It's so sweet."

Xueba left after he finished speaking, and gave Xie Qingcheng a back that was gentle and gentle in the setting sun.

at the same time.

Twilight is sinking, in a villa in Shanghai.

The woman's high heels stepped on the bricks of the terrace, and the red skirt brushed over the man's leg.

"President Duan." She smiled and sat next to the man, lighting a cigarette for him.

"Has everything in Liang Jicheng's house been destroyed?"

"It's all clean."

Boss Duan smiled, took the cigarette she offered, and took a puff.The woman pushed back her long, wavy hair, and wanted to lean in to ask for a kiss. Boss Duan turned his face away, and sniffed her neck.

"How many people have you slept with today? It's all smells."

"Isn't it all for you?" The woman lazily said, "When can I attack Shanghai University? I'm tired of sleeping with those school managers, greasy old stuff."

"Those school managers are old things, but Mr. Huang is not old? I think you like him a lot."

The woman played with her fingertips coquettishly on her hair: "Mr. Huang is an old man, and the more he lives, the more elegant he is. But..." She smiled, "I like you more, Mr. Duan..."

Boss Duan raised his finger, tapped her soft lips, and said lightly: "If you continue to behave like this, I will have to talk to your boss Huang. Guess if he will be angry if he knows."

The woman froze for a moment, forced a smile and said, "I was just kidding with you. So serious."

Boss Duan raised his hand and stroked her hair, his eyes were quite calm: "Do your business well, after I saw the accident in Chengkang Hospital, there were a lot of people down here who were about to move around, and they were not safe. How many days do you accompany those people?" Just play with hamsters for a while, and when the hackers we raise here come with the equipment purchased from the United States, the work of deterring the rats can begin.”

He lifted the woman's chin and looked at her eyebrows.

In a soft voice: "When the time comes, technology depends on hackers, but cleaning the hamster cage at Shanghai University will still depend on you and her."

The light shone on the woman's face, which was a delicate and charming face.

——That was the female teacher of Shanghai University, Jiang Liping!

"It doesn't matter how hard you strike." Boss Duan caressed her cheek with his fingers, "I know, you have suffered a lot of grievances these years... After you are done, you don't have to be among those old hamsters anymore. A 'bug'..."