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The architecture of the new campus is actually very new, and even the oldest building, the administration building in the center of the school, is only a little over a decade old.

But after the erosion of the game's power, the originally bright red brick wall has become gray at the moment. In many places, the tiles have fallen off, bald and red, and they look very broken.

When Lu Qingwu walked to the administrative building, several bricks and tiles fell from the top of her head, if she hadn't reacted quickly, she would have been smashed directly.

She frowned, and glanced up as if she had noticed something, only to see a figure flashing through a window on the seventh floor.

"Senior sister, what's wrong?" Seeing her squatting in place, He Dongli asked.

Lu Qingwu came back to his senses: "Oh, it's nothing, let's go." The

elevator in the administration building was also completely destroyed, and the two had to take the stairs to go up.

The narrow stairwells were covered with dust, the high corners were still covered with pale white cobwebs, and the air smelled damp. A few faint rays of light falling from the skylight could not cover the coldness of the place.

When they reached the fifth floor, the two bumped into an obese figure head-on.

"Huh?" the other party spoke up first, "Xiaohe, come so early?"

He Dongli raised his head, pushed the frame of his glasses, and showed a sincere smile: "Teacher Ma is early!"

As he spoke, he smiled shyly, looking like a good student: "Because there is a lot of work, I want to arrange it as soon as possible, so that the southern district can be rebuilt as soon as possible, so that the students' lives can be on the right track as soon as possible."

For He Dongli's instantaneous change of face, Lu Qingwu was no longer surprised.

She just looked at the man who came down from the upper floor.

Ma Zhixiang is the Associate Dean of the School of Management. He usually cares about his classmates very much, and once promised at the college's incentive meeting that students can come to him at any time no matter if they have any questions.

As long as it is Monday to Friday, he usually waits for students to come to the door in the administration building, and he does not leave until after 10 o'clock in the evening.

However, there is a mouth in front of the word "promise", yes or no, it all depends on what people say.

Anyway, according to those students who asked Mr. Ma to solve their difficulties, they couldn't find someone in the administration building nine times out of ten.

I don't know what kind of "will be there" that Teacher Ma, who "cares for his classmates", often talks about "will be there".

In short, in Mr. Ma's self-perception, he has always felt that he is a good teacher who is serious and responsible and cares about his classmates.

Lu Qingwu raised his eyes and glanced at the identity of the other party, and sure enough, he was also a "slave".

She estimated that this entire school might have become a "slave base camp" for Gu spiders.

And when she stared at Teacher Ma's head, the other party's eyes also fell on her.

"Oh, who is this classmate?" asked Mr. Ma with a smile as he squinted his long, narrow eyes that were obese.

He Dongli pushed the frame of his glasses: "This is Lu Qingwu, a junior sister of my first year, and I need her help with some things related to the reconstruction of the Southern District."

At the mention of "rebuilding the southern district", Mr. Ma seemed to be very happy, and his interest in speaking rose.

He asked with a smile: "Does that Xiaolu know architecture?"

He Dongli shook his head and denied: "No."

Teacher Ma frowned slightly, and then suddenly realized: "That Xiaolu classmate is an earth talent? This is very good, the school is just in need of talents..."

He Dongli continued to deny it.

"What about she...?"

this time, Teacher Ma couldn't think of a reason, so he looked at He Dongli and asked with doubt.

"Oh, it's such a teacher, Lu Xuemei, her ancestor was a feng shui watcher, and we asked her to help see feng shui.

He Dongli said with a serious face.

Lu Qingwu: "When did she become a feng shui reader?"

Why didn't she know!

Looking at He Dongli's serious nonsense, the corners of Lu Qingwu's

mouth twitched slightly.

This man... The lies are really casual, and I don't see the appearance of a "good student" at all.

The point is, this Teacher Ma actually believed it

, but saw Teacher Ma pinching his chin with his fat two fingers, and said thoughtfully: "Mind me... It's not bad to look at feng shui, please be lucky!But you also have to pay attention, you can't be too feudal and superstitious, do you hear?"

A middle-aged fat uncle, speaking in such a gentle tone, also made Lu Qingwu subconsciously shrink and lose goosebumps.

He Dongli didn't react much, as if he had endured a lot and got used to it.

He nodded solemnly: "Follow the teacher's teachings, we will arrange everything!" Teacher

Ma nodded with satisfaction: "That's okay, I'll leave it to you! Xiaohe do a good job, don't let the teacher down."

He Dongli said sincerely: "Teacher, don't worry, I won't let you down!"

Teacher Ma praised him with a smile again, and then said something to Lu Qingwu to "do it well", and then walked away with a big belly.

I don't know where this "working time" is going.

After Mr. Ma left, the two went up to the sixth floor.

Lu Qingwu frowned and glanced at He Dongli, and the other party returned to the calm face of a cold scholar.

She found that this person's face changed really quickly, as if he had two faces in heaven.

Thinking about it, she was a little more vigilant in her heart.

Moreover, Mr. Ma and others are on the fifth floor, while He Dongli is going to the seventh floor...

Wouldn't it really be a problem to discuss things so close to the "slave"?

She frowned slightly, looking at He Dongli's calm face, countless thoughts flashed through her heart.

Or is it... The administrative building itself is a "slave base camp", and she has fallen into their trap since she entered here?

It is no wonder that Lu Qingwu is too careful, it is true that since the world has changed, she has encountered too many strange things.

In addition, she has a cautious personality by nature, and she habitually takes ten steps at a time when she does everything.

If it weren't for her character, she might not have survived the Wanderers she had encountered before.

After all, at the time, she was judging the loiterers' attacks from the moment she entered the street, which laid the foundation for a series of decisions she would follow.

"Senior sister, what's wrong?" He Dongli didn't look at her, but noticed her gaze from the afterglow, so he asked.

Lu Qingwu squinted his eyes and saw that the light fell on his lenses, reflecting a strange blue light.

"It's nothing," she said, "I just think... It's actually a very interesting thing to watch seniors change their faces repeatedly.

When He Dongli heard this, he understood that the other party was ridiculing, but he didn't care.

He shrugged his shoulders and smiled, and said, "No way, people live in this world, they will inevitably have a lot of entertainment, and they will always get used to it." Saying

that, he looked at Lu Qingwu and admonished seriously: "Senior sister, learning more about how to socialize is only good for you."

The corners of Lu Qingwu's mouth twitched slightly: "Thank you." "

But what about socializing...

Lu Qingwu's eyes were slightly gloomy.

She is indeed not good at socializing.

For her, people or things that she is not used to seeing and that are not pleasing to the eye will either never be taken care of, or... Solve it cleanly

, cater to

it, compromise it, heh, it doesn't exist.