In another large room on the third floor, more than a dozen teachers, students who are more active in the school, instructors... sit in a circle, everyone is looking at the window, a thin old man is standing with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky, and he has already had a cup of tea up.
The sky is dark and covered with mist. This is not a cloud layer. If it is a cloud layer, it would be fine. The cloud layer is caused by the condensation of water vapor. The cloud represents water, but the fog is not, it is a black gas.
Everyone knew that the vice president was thinking about important issues, and no one spoke out. Although they knew that time was running out, they still waited quietly.
"The dean is dying soon." Liu Shangqing turned around suddenly, his voice was very soft, but it sounded like a thunderbolt, blasting everyone's ears.
"Oh ah-"
Everyone responded habitually, and all of them were shocked in an instant. Several people couldn't help but stood up, with panic and anxiety on their faces.
"No, the dean has profound skills."
"Instructor Tang will definitely come back, and everything will be fine by then."
"I don't believe that the dean will not die."
…
After a moment of silence, there was a commotion in the room.
"We have held on to many things." Liu Shangqing said, and everyone shut their mouths consciously. Liu Shangqing's expression was somewhat melancholy, "We always thought we were right, but the Xinglong Military Academy has been declining more and more. So many students, teachers and instructors have consistently supported the school, but the school has let everyone down. Here, I apologize to everyone." Liu Shangqing bowed deeply.
Everyone hurriedly got up and bowed, all with uneasy expressions. If Liu Shangqing yelled loudly, they would feel better, but instead of blaming everyone, Liu Shangqing took the responsibility on himself, and everyone felt as uncomfortable as being stabbed by a knife.
"After the dean was injured, he handed over the school to me. I can't let the school perish from me." Liu Shangqing's tone became more serious, and he said unquestionably: "The school is a place to export talents, and everyone cannot be tied together. There is no class, no matter whether it is mind or body, we should not be imprisoned or kidnapped by morality. The fine tradition of Xinglong Military Academy is unity. Still have to learn from the ancients.”
"Dean—" a teacher called out.
"Listen to me!" Liu Shangqing waved his hand at him, "I know it's hard to get everyone to abandon their usual ideas, but now that the world has changed, we can only change accordingly, so I decided to cooperate with Liu Wei'an."
"No, Liu Wei'an is a traitor, he will bring Xinglong Military Academy into hell!"
"Dean, we know that you are thinking of us and don't want us to die, but we don't have to cooperate with the rebels, we can escape, the world is so big, there is always a place suitable for the development of Xinglong Military Academy!"
"Great, working with Liu Wei'an."
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The following is divided into two factions, no, there should be three factions, agree, oppose and neutral. Noisy and noisy, everyone wants to persuade the other party with their own opinions, but the people sitting here are all elites, and everyone has firm beliefs, how can a few words can be moved.
"Quiet!" Liu Shangqing drank softly, and the room returned to calm in an instant.
"If I were a professor or a gentleman, I would fight for the ideals and persistence in my heart, but I am a vice president, and my current status is a manager. My first priority is to keep Xinglong Military Academy alive. "Liu Shangqing looked at the angry expressions of many people, and smiled slightly: "Those who agree to cooperate with Liu Wei'an, go to meet Liu Wei'an together later, those who disagree, can stay or leave, we are just ideas Different, there is no right or wrong, I hope to meet again in the future, and still have the friendship of classmates."
What he said was so straightforward that the people below didn't know what to say, and each of them weighed in their hearts, their expressions fluctuating.
Yan Gongzheng came out suddenly, bowed deeply to Liu Shangqing, turned around and walked out of the room resolutely.
"Yan Gongzheng—" Xiao Jie called out, Yan Gongzheng seemed to have never heard of it.
Then a few more people left without saying a word, and the rest of the people looked sad. Liu Shangqing waited until no one left, then smiled slightly: "Let's go."
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The opponents have left, and those who stay are those who are inclined to cooperate. Under the double candy of medical medicine and food, the one-hour meeting will be carried out and ended in a friendly atmosphere.
Later, under the leadership of Tang Dingdong, Liu Weian went to the basement of the building to meet with the dean An Daoqiang. Tang Dingdong has a special status in Xinglong Military Academy because of Tang's instructor. She is very capable and is the eldest sister of the same class. Although there are a few people who are as capable as her, she is unwilling to compete with her. In the eyes of many people, she is the eldest sister of the same class.
Instructor Tang is the number one master of the Xinglong Military Academy. No one can tell how strong he is. He hasn't seen him for many years. Now he is chasing and killing predators alone for the safety of the military academy. His life and death are uncertain. Dong has the idea of tolerance and compensation, so although Tang Dingdong is a student, he can exercise the rights of a teacher and instructor.
Pushing open the door, he immediately felt a chill. Liu Wei'an raised his eyebrows slightly. An ordinary basement is definitely not that cold. He has lived in a basement before. Although he lives in the basement, this is the third basement. , but definitely not so cold, here should be an ice cellar for storing things.
In addition, this coldness is also very strange. There seems to be a trace of heat in the cold air. Cold and heat cannot coexist. This is common sense, but he sensed it.
As Tang Dingdong pushed open the second door, this feeling became more and more obvious. The temperature here was at least several degrees below zero.
"This was originally a small ice storage. The dean was seriously injured, and the injury must be kept at extremely low temperatures to prevent the injury from deteriorating so quickly." Tang Dingdong's voice was very low, full of deep worry.
Pushing open the third door, Liu Weian saw the dean An Daoqiang sitting cross-legged on the ground. If there is no error in the school's resume, An Daoqiang is 58 years old this year. According to the current medical level, 58 years old is a mature man, but what Liu Wei'an sees now is an old man with a face full of bruises, white beard and hair, and a pair of His eyes were so old that he could barely open them, and his whole body exuded an aura of grayness from the inside out.
It was as if the old man on the hospital bed was on his last breath.
Liu Wei'an has been in school for so long, but he has never seen An Daoqiang in real life. He only saw a photo of An Daoqiang in the school magazine. He is a very attractive middle-aged man with a straight waist, deep eyes, and high money. , full of wisdom, just looking at the photos gives people a feeling of spring breeze, which is convincing.
The image on the photo was so different from the real person that he froze for a moment before bowing.
"Student Liu Weian met Dean An."
He has already been expelled from Xinglong Military Academy. He was not qualified to be called a student, but now he is not cooperating. In a word from Liu Shangqing, Liu Weian has become a student of Xinglong Military Academy again.
An Daoqiang opened his eyes slightly, glanced at Liu Weian, nodded slightly, and closed his eyes again, as if it would take a lot of effort to open them.
Liu Wei'an was secretly startled. The floor where An Daoqiang sat was scorched black, and the charred traces centered on An Daoqiang radiated towards the entire basement. He could feel the scorching heat when he was standing one meter away. This feeling was extremely weird , it is clear that this place is extremely cold, and ordinary people stand the risk of getting sick if they stand for a while, but there is also anger, and ice and fire coexist.
He released his breath, and when he touched An Daoqiang's body, his body shook slightly. It seemed that there was a volcano hidden in An Daoqiang's body. The heat has nowhere to vent, and has been roaring and raging in An Daoqiang's body.
"How long has the dean been injured?" Liu Weian had heard someone from Xinglong Military Academy say that the dean was injured, and the language was unclear. He thought it was a traumatic injury, but he never expected the situation to be ten thousand times more serious.
"It's been three months." Tang Dingdong said sadly. Every time he came, An Daoqiang's body was a little worse. Even if her strength was very different, it could be seen that the dean was at the point of exhaustion.
"Awesome!" Liu Wei'an shot a look of admiration in his eyes, such an ordinary master would be burnt to ashes in an instant, but An Daoqiang was able to resist for three months, his strength is truly unpredictable. He bowed deeply again, and when he got up, he paused for a moment, and a look of doubt flashed in his eyes.
Tang Dingdong kept looking at An Daoqiang, but didn't notice the strange color on his face.
"You go out first, I have something to say to the dean." When the two reached the door, Liu Weian stopped suddenly.
"You—" Tang Dingdong was puzzled.
"Don't worry, I won't hurt the dean, don't let anyone in." Liu Wei'an said.
"Okay, I'll wait for you outside the door." Tang Dingdong stared at him for a while, then closed the door.
An Daoqiang twitched his eyebrows, but did not open his eyes, as if he felt that Liu Weian was not malicious, and he seemed to have no strength to do other actions.
"President, please don't resist." Liu Weian walked to the back of the principal and pressed down with both palms. In an instant, a burst of intense heat gushed out, and the "Emperor Corpse Sutra" in his body was instantly activated. Merge with this fiery heat, flow through the meridians, the kung fu of a cup of tea has been running for a week.
The worry on Liu Wei'an's face gradually turned into surprise, and finally turned into surprise. The "Emperor's Corpse" was running faster, and An Daoqiang's expression gradually eased, the pain lessened, and his frowning brows relaxed. Come.
One hour, two hours, three hours... It was too long, Hei Yanluo and others were worried about an accident, so they all came down. If Tang Dingdong was not in the way, they could hardly help breaking in. When he lost his patience and made up his mind to break in, the door opened suddenly, and Liu Wei'an walked out with a smile.
"It's all there!"
No one paid attention to him, they all looked into the room with their heads, and they all exclaimed when they saw it.
"ah!"