Who put Fatty Blue in my pocket?

took a sip of water, put down the document, and instructed the secretary: "Let Old Man Lin come in." "

Yes!"

the secretary bent slightly and left the office.

After a while, an old man in a blue robe and a white beard rushed in. It was the old man who killed the demonic beast with Liu Yu and Zhao Juan.

"Fuck you, let grandpa wait me for so long, can I survive the night with a lot of age?"

Seeing his old friend come in and scolding, the anger that he had finally suppressed rose again.

"Shut the fuck!"

Listening to the shouting and scolding in the office, the secretary consciously stayed outside the door.

Lin Jian and Zuo Huaibi didn't accept anyone, and both of them blew their beards and stared.

"Don't make a noise, this is a government building, do you think it's your

home?" "Your home, your home?"

Lin Jianbi also showed no weakness.

Zuo Huaibi rubbed his eyebrows, he could not take everyone in Mucheng in his eyes, but Old Man Lin couldn't.

Not only are they close friends, but also because Old Man Lin is his savior.

Thinking of this, Zuo Huaibi put a calming technique on himself, and his blood pressure slowly decreased.

"Stop, let me ask you, how is Liu Yu's reward arranged?"

When it came to business, Old Man Lin also put away his dissatisfaction.

"As expected, three books of mysticism. There is also a lot of research funding. Plus some messy rewards. Zuo

Huaibi nodded: "You can arrange these things."

"He asked for five books of mysticism, and he didn't want anything else, but I pressed three books, and the other two were exchanged for other rewards.

"Why are you pressuring him, the hero will be rewarded heavily." Zuo Huaibi wondered.

Old man Lin snorted and pouted: "I don't like him."

Zuo Huaibi shook his head and was about to speak.

Old man Lin stood up and pointed to Zuo Huaibi's nose: "Don't fight for him! You are a person who has unconditional trust in the hero." You just indulged him too much, so he developed his current stinky problem.

Zuo Huaibi opened his mouth and was speechless.

"It's not that you don't know what people outside say about him, relying on his identity as the head of the law enforcement regiment, he wantonly amassed money and was extravagant. If it weren't for the fact that he made a great contribution and reduced his life expectancy in this Warcraft incident, I would have impeached him.

"It's not that serious. Zuo Huaibi took a sip of water: "Young people need to be tempered, aren't we here like this."

Old man Lin didn't reply, and the office fell silent.

After a long time, Old Man Lin spoke again: "Do you know those rumors on the Internet?"

"You also said that they are rumors, don't talk nonsense about unfounded things." Zuo Huaibi frowned.

However, there is also some truth, only he has the ability, the conditions, and the purpose to do these things. Old man Lin clenched his fists, his expression a little serious.

"Don't mention this matter again without evidence. Let's talk about the rest. Zuo Huaibi obviously didn't want to talk about this matter, or didn't want to think about it, so he forcibly changed the topic: "Have you checked the kid who saved Yiyi?"

Seeing that Zuo Huaibi was unwilling to delve into this matter, Old Man Lin sighed.

"Checked, it's a very ordinary student.

Zuo Huaibi seemed to be in a better mood when he said this, and his brows also relaxed.

Put down the water glass and said: "Yiyi let me appreciate it well, but she is not happy if the reward is less." After thinking about it, he continued: "There is a chance to call him over and reward him in person, Yiyi seems to care about this kid very much, and he doesn't know what magic he has."

Old man Lin wanted to speak and stopped, hesitated again and again and said: "Liu Yu also cares about that kid, and sent Zhao Juan to keep an eye on him." Zuo

Huaibi was surprised: "Why?"

"I don't know. Old man Lin said truthfully: "Liu Yu and that kid talked alone for a while, and it seems that Liu Yu is still very angry. Zuo

Huaibi thought thoughtfully, and then clapped: "Find a time for him to come to see me as soon as possible."

Old man Lin nodded in agreement.

"The question of the post-disaster reconstruction of the second high...... "decided

on the arrangements of some people, and the two discussed the post-disaster reconstruction, public opinion, and some other issues until dawn.

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Walking on the way to school, Wen Fan was always vigilant.

Never walk against a wall, never step on a manhole cover, never walk and play with a mobile phone.

At this time, he didn't have those messy equipment on his body, and in case of any accident, he could only resist with his body.

Fortunately, except for being chased by dogs for two streets along the way, there was no messy bad luck, and Wen Fan arrived at the school safely.

Arriving at the door of the class, Wen Fan let out a sigh of relief.

I slept for less than 4 hours yesterday, and I was chased by a dog all morning, and my brain was confused. Enter the class, find your seat, and go straight to sleep.

I didn't care about the comments of my classmates.

"It is said that Wen Fan is also a witness to the Warcraft incident, so he is too unlucky.

"Is it? He's there, too? Then I'm not surprised. "

I didn't get hurt, something was wrong.

"Why is he not wearing all his equipment?"

"Who knows? I see that he is being chased by dogs on the way here, and he may have thrown off the road."

Hearing his classmates talking about himself in a daze, Wen Fan didn't feel anything, and his classmates didn't have any malice.

As the bell rang, everyone returned to their places, but the discussion continued.

There is no way, such a big news, it doesn't take a month, and the voice of public opinion can't be silenced at all.

It will be talked about even for a long time to come.

The slim head teacher stepped on the bell and entered the classroom. At first glance, I saw Wen Fan, who was sleeping on the table, and did not wake up. He knew more about the inside story than his students, and he knew how much courage it took to come to school after yesterday's nightmare.

Retracting his gaze, the head teacher spoke: "Everyone be quiet, don't mention what happened yesterday, the next college entrance examination will be a month later, everyone will focus on studying

" "Focus, today we will continue to talk about the content of the previous lesson: about the role played by the creator in the encounter with Warcraft...... "

Teaching students according to their aptitude is also one of the characteristics of this world."

Students who have the power of mana and have the probability of becoming mages are assigned to the key class. Whether or not they can pass the college entrance examination to become a mage depends on their own talent and later efforts.

And Wen Fan's class belongs to the ordinary class of the creation major, and the class is full of students who aim to be a creator.

For them, if they can't become a mage, becoming a creator and joining the army is also a good choice, and it is safer than a mage.

Even if you don't join the army, you can make useful props one day and you won't have to worry about eating and drinking for the rest of your life.

If you think about it a little better, it will be more secure to be favored by a certain big family.

Originally, Wen Fan thought the same way.

It's just that now his motivation to become a creator has changed.

When the bell rang at noon, Wen Fan got up from the desk and stretched out.

He slept soundly this night.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I heard the voice of the head teacher: "Wen Fan, please come to the office."

Wen Fan was stunned for a moment, looked around the class, and his classmates also looked at him with pity in their eyes.