One emperor through the ages?White-haired loli!

Gu Wulian suddenly asked: "If I don't ask you anything, I will trust you in everything you do, and think that you are fully capable of dealing with the problems at hand. Most of the things that happen to you are not your fault. Let me ask, and give you the greatest freedom, what do you think?"

This remark made Huque very happy, and she happily replied, "The Lord's trust is naturally the greatest compliment to Huque."

"But if I do that, it means I think you're mature enough to handle everything on your own, so I don't care too much about you."

Gu Wulian asked back: "As long as you say you're fine, I won't ask if you're really fine; as long as you tell me not to worry, I won't really worry about it. Even if you are obviously really I'm tired, I'm really sad about something, I really need someone to comfort me, but I just say this so that I don't bother me, but I still take it seriously... Do you really think this is okay?"

Huque thought for a long time, and finally replied in a low voice with some embarrassment: "Huque doesn't know, but..."

She couldn't understand the twists and turns of "true and fake" in it, and she couldn't quite understand why there was such a strange relationship between people.

And aside from these incomprehensible things, there is only one thing that is important to the titmouse.

"...But, compared to trust."

The girl said seriously: "Huque still hopes that the Lord will care about Huque. Because being trusted by the Lord, Huque will be very happy, but if it is caring, Huque will, uh..."

She tilted her head and thought for a while. She should be thinking about how to describe her emotions. Then she seemed to think of words, her eyes brightened slightly, her body shook slightly, and her voice was soft and shy: "Tiger bird will feel ,very happy."

Gu Wulian's brows and eyes softened, she squeezed Huque's hand lightly, she obviously didn't say anything, but with such a simple movement, Huque felt her body warm and indescribably comfortable.

Huque felt that she couldn't understand the strange thinking of human beings at all, which was actually not bad at all, because in this case, she didn't need to think about anything at all, as long as she stayed by the Lord's side, she could be extremely satisfied.

The waiting in the lounge didn't last long. Tang Danpei, who had already made an appointment with Gu Wulian, quickly pushed the door open. She opened the door, walked quickly to the opposite side of Gu Wulian, and nodded to her He sat down directly, looking as if he was always so vigorous and resolute.

"Wait a long time, Ms. Gu."

The woman with the same white hair as Gu Wulian greeted politely: "I have something to deal with just now, I'm sorry."

"Nothing, I just came here."

Tang Danpei nodded, no longer saying polite words, but straight to the point: "Ms. Gu wants to know what Yan Lu has experienced in our school, right?"

"Yes. If Director Tang still needs me to prove my identity, I can—"

"No need."

To Gu Wulian's surprise, this woman who seemed quite serious and difficult to deal with directly shook her head and said, "I already confirmed my identity when I went back last night, although Ms. Gu, you can 'publicly reveal' in Junmi City. There are very few activities, but there are still some.”

She paused, frowned slightly and looked at Gu Wulian: "Although I am also very curious... what is the relationship between you and Yan Lu. But thanks to a friend of mine who teaches at Daxia College , can be considered as sure that there is indeed such a connection between you and her."

It is not once or twice that Gu Wulian and Yan Lu have appeared together in Daxia Academy. As for Mr. Gu's social circle, the students of Daxia Academy don't talk about it, the teacher is quite clear.

Without much effort, Gu Wulian was naturally happy: "Then please help me get in touch with those teachers... just talk for a while."

"Before that." Tang Danpei pressed his fingers together and asked in a deep voice, "I want to ask you something first."

Gu Wulian was taken aback by her serious attitude, but she still replied politely: "Please tell me."

"About Yan Lu's past... Ms. Gu, what exactly do you want to hear?"

"Is it the suffering that Yan Lu experienced, the touching story of how she trudged through this suffering, and finally grew and transformed, or is it a pure statement of everything she has experienced in the past three years without any emotion?"

Tang Danpei's tone was very calm: "If it's the former, then I can help you contact Yan Lu's teacher. If it's the latter...I can tell you everything now."

The attitude of the dean in front of him made Gu Wulian feel strange. If Yan Lu really completed the transformation after trudging through suffering as she described, then for any teacher who has taught this kind of students, adding some touching Subjective emotions are obviously normal.

Why... does she seem to disdain this?

With such confusion, Gu Wulian replied softly after thinking for a while: "Then, please trouble Director Tang... tell me about what A Lu experienced when he was in No. [-] Middle School."

"Ah!"

Yan Lu, who had changed his clothes, rubbed his nose, sneezed, and muttered unhappily: "Who is speaking ill of me... Xiao Chuan, Xiao Chuan! Where are you!"

"Write something outside."

Standing at the door of the room, the lady with glasses was carrying a bag of steamed buns, looking at the heavyweight contestant who didn't get up until close to ten o'clock expressionlessly: "If I don't eat any more, I'll throw it in the trash can."

After washing up, the big girl rushed to the door to grab her breakfast in twos and twos, grabbed the steamed steamed bun that had been heated three times, threw it into her mouth, and asked vaguely: "What is that girl writing about?"

"I don't know. Anyway, after I got up, I was in a daze for an hour, and then I have been writing hard until now. Seeing her like that, I didn't bother her."

Lian Qingjue rolled her eyes at Yan Lu: "Don't bother her, it's time to go to work."

"Ah, I know, I know how to work. I should be a freelancer with flexible working hours. Why are you urging me to die like a contractor?"

The eldest girl complained while she was eating steamed buns and walked to the small bar outside, and saw her niece, who was crazy every day when she didn't have fun, was actually writing something madly.

Could this be bad sleep?Shouldn't she be driving yesterday's Stick Insect No. [-] to watch the dogs fight?

Although Yan Lu who was full of doubts did not intend to disturb Su Mengchuan, he still couldn't hold back his curiosity and stretched his neck to see what the girl was writing.

The shadow that appeared on the notebook made Su Mengchuan startled, and instantly raised his arms to cover most of the notebook, and at the same time turned his head vigilantly, almost bumping his head on his aunt's forehead: "Auntie, what are you sneaking up on!"

Before Yan Lu could speak, Su Mengchuan pre-empted the strike, and directly scolded him righteously to cover up his guilty conscience.

Yan Lu, who was so intimidated by this, froze for two seconds, stopped throwing the steamed buns, and said in a slightly weaker tone: "I heard Qingjue said that you have been writing, so I want to take a look..."

"That's not peeping!"

The classmate Xiao Su, who held the truth, launched a chase, forcing Yan Lu to be speechless: "You are so grown up and still peeping, auntie, you are too thick-skinned!"

Not far away, Lian Qingjue, who was fiddling with wine bottles, also cast a very contemptuous look.

Yan Lu, who has been said so... she might be embarrassed if you want to change someone else, but she can guess the color of the fat dog in front of her. The extremely frightening Ms. Yan Lu caught a trace of something wrong with incomparable keenness.

"I said, Ogawa."

Yan Lu's momentum changed, and he narrowed his eyes slightly: "It won't work to play bluff with your aunt and me."

"What, what a bluff." Su Mengchuan's heart almost stopped beating, but he still stuck his neck and said, "I'm just criticizing your immoral behavior, auntie."

"Then what exactly did you write?"

"Humph!"

As soon as this was mentioned, Su Mengchuan raised his head proudly: "Auntie, you would never have imagined that what a shocking thing I did with my incomparably talented brain!"

Yan Lu turned to look at Lian Qingjue: "Did she steal wine this morning?"

"I'm not drunk! My face is so pale!"

Su Mengchuan protested loudly, and then, as if she couldn't wait to realize how powerful her brain was, she eloquently recounted last night's dream in the form of storytelling for a full 15 minutes.

"...Finally, when the big eyes were about to zoom in, the dream ended."

The girl let out a long sigh: "It would be great if I could have this dream again tonight."

Yan Lu pondered for a moment, and then warned Lian Qingjue very seriously: "Let me tell you, Qingjue, remember to put away all the wine at night."

"Don't go too far, Yan Lu." Under Su Mengchuan's moving gaze, Lian Qingjue frowned and criticized Yan Lu.

"...I think Mengchuan can become a screenwriter."

"That's why I'm not making it up!"

"Then what you just wrote is this dream?" Yan Lu raised his eyebrows and asked, "If that's the case, why don't you show it?"

"..."

Of course it's inconvenient for me to read, after all, I just wrote about the part where I happily called Sister Guan Wulian and Sister, and my aunt found out, if she thinks that I have any ambitions to usurp the throne, wouldn't I be in great trouble now?

——Su Mengchuan, who deliberately concealed the existence of Gu Wulian in the oral description, thinks so.

She still finds it exciting to hide this little secret.

The most important thing is, if it can continue, maybe it can be used to discover my subconscious understanding of Sister Wu Lian, and that question may be answered!

——Su Mengchuan can still recall that invincible ultra-clear nude picture. She asked herself that she was definitely not a seductive pervert, so... there must be some deep reason in it!

But now, I still have to hurry up and fool my aunt.

Gougouchuan rolled his eyes, cleared his throat and said, "Well, I'm always a little embarrassed to be looked at by you like that."

"You were just as active as you were in an opera just now." Yan Lu became more and more suspicious, "How can you be embarrassed?"

"Can what you say and what you write be the same!" Su Mengchuan, who was quick-witted, kept his mouth stubborn, "I wrote this for myself, to... to test whether I can continue to have this dream at night, auntie, don't read it! "

Since Su Mengchuan's storytelling just now is indeed quite similar, and she seemed to be in a hurry, Yan Lu, who hadn't planned to take a real peek at first, glanced at it again, and stopped asking, and let Xiao Su He let out a long sigh of relief.

Although I feel a little sorry for my aunt... But if I don't solve the mystery in my head about Sister Wu Lian's Shitu, I will be more sorry for my aunt!

So if you calculate it this way... I am obviously very worthy of my aunt!

Su Mengchuan, who was thinking like this, was still a little guilty at first, but suddenly became confident.

"Then you can continue to write your dream adventure." Yan Lu stretched out his hand towards her, "Give me the remote control of Stick Insect No. [-], and I will go around No. [-] Middle School to find the little girl named Wang Li."

Lian Qingjue was urging him to go to work, and of course Yan Lu had no reason to continue fishing—for Wu Bowan's sake, he still had to do it.

After getting the remote control from Su Mengchuan, Yan Lu put the screen away, threw himself on the sofa, and lazily steered the aircraft to shuttle around the campus of No. [-] Middle School. The girl is looking for a breakthrough.

"Where is it... where is it... class should start soon at this point, right?"

Muttering, Yan Lu circled around the independent teaching building of the third year of high school, flew past Wang Li's classroom and floor corridors, and entered the teacher's office, but couldn't find the girl, so he flew to the toilet to peep.

"Ask for leave today? Shouldn't be...huh?"

Just when she was confused about where Wang Li was, a student walking towards the laboratory building not far from the senior three teaching building caught Yan Lu's attention.

Although her memory was not as bizarre as Su Mengchuan's, Yan Lu vaguely remembered that she had glimpsed this face in Wang Li's class.

Stick insect No. [-] turned around, followed the girl and flew all the way around the back of the laboratory building, which is the corner of the entire campus.

There, she saw... the silent Wang Li surrounded by several girls.

"Ms. Gu, do you think...is it right or wrong not to trust a person with a bad record?"

Chapter 220 Three - The current high school students are too scary

At this moment, only Gu Wulian and Tang Danpei were left in the lounge, and Huque obediently stood at the door waiting for their conversation to end.Faced with this question, Gu Wulian's expression didn't fluctuate much, she just raised her shoulders slightly, and said calmly, "It depends on the extent of this 'bad spot', whether it is serious or not."

"You're good at getting to the point."

Tang Danpei nodded, she sat with her back straight, her voice was short and forceful: "For the society, a person with a heavy criminal record is full of bad records; People who have a bad reputation in the middle of the world have a bad record."

"Bad deeds are a relative concept... For our teachers, a student who always breaks the rules but never changes after repeated teaching is naturally considered to be 'bad deeds'."

Of course Gu Wulian knew who she was referring to, because she was mentally prepared, so she was not surprised or nervous, but asked with a smile: "Ah Lu, was she like this in high school?"

"It's a pretty serious rhetoric."

The white-haired teacher with fine lines at the corners of his eyes stared into Gu Wulian's eyes: "As teachers, we rarely use such words to describe students."

"..."

The smile on Gu Wulian's face subsided slightly, and she frowned slightly: "Is it so serious?"

"I don't know about her situation in junior high school." Tang Danpei said indifferently, "But in the three years of high school, she beat more than 50 people in total. If I remember correctly, seven of them suffered from physical disabilities and caused serious injuries. There are more than ten psychological shadows."

"...Are you serious?" The corners of Gu Wulian's eyes twitched twice, "Ah Lu can still finish high school smoothly like this?"

"Because among the seven disabled people, there are thieves, bus rape criminals, and the most serious one is an accidental thug and robber... In short, those who were severely beaten by her are not good people from a social moral point of view."

Hearing this, Ms. Gu breathed a sigh of relief, and said helplessly, "Director Tang, at least you have said everything."

"Because I don't think this is a reason to beautify Yan Lu's behavior."

Tang Danpei's tone did not change at all: "Ms. Gu, do you think she is right to do this?"

Women didn't ask "do this" but... "do it this way".

"Yan Lu is a student, Ms. Gu." Finally, Tang Danpei's expression changed a little - it became more serious and sharper.

"Students can bravely stand up against injustice, but they should not turn the fight against injustice into another kind of atrocity."

"The criminal's fault will be judged by the court. In any case, a 16-year-old student should not be punished with violence."

There was a brief silence in the lounge.

"...Sorry." Tang Danpei lowered his eyes slightly, "I mixed some personal emotions, which is different from what I just promised."

Gu Wulian shook his head lightly: "No, you're right, Director Tang."

"Please continue." Her expression became serious, "I want to know what kind of person Ah Lu was at that time."

"Hey."

Yan Lu raised his foot and stepped on Su Mengchuan's soft face: "Xiao Chuan, you bamboo dragonfly No. [-]..."

"It's Stick Insect No. [-]!"

"Okay, okay, Stick Insect No. [-]. Is there any weapon system on this thing?"

"arms?"