All the diners who were eating stood up and retreated aside. The hotel staff were also watching there, as if they wanted to see what the result was.

Zhang Sheng looked at his right hand with a dull expression. I clearly grabbed the leg of the stool, but why did I let go of my hand all at once?

The guy behind looked at him with pain, wondering whether it was Long Jianhua or Zhang Sheng, "..."

Long Jianhua grabbed the stool and stared at the guy behind him, "If you dare to fight again, the next time you will hit your head."

The guy in front seemed to really want to rush over, but was stopped by Dai Jitun.

Qi Jinsong shouted, "A gentleman should not act, if he wants to act... go outside."

As he said that, he grabbed the stool under his butt.

Zhang Sheng coughed, "Gangzi, Qunzi, you want to fight, then you can continue. I'm leaving. Long Jianhua, treat you to dinner next time."

After saying that, he really left, and the three young men followed him away immediately.

After hesitating for a moment, Liu Qiangguo and another young man also left the hotel.

There were nine people when they came, but now there were only three left. Large-scale fighting could not break out. The hotel staff and diners began to persuade, and even stood between the two sides.

Long Jianhua's joking eyes swept around Li Zhengkai and Gangzi, Qunzi, although he didn't know who Gangzi was and who was Qunzi.

Amid the chattering and persuading harmony, Li Zhengkai stared at Long Jianhua viciously and said, "Gangzi, Qunzi, let's go."

This Long Jianhua is his nemesis, and every time he encounters it, he loses his face.

When passing by Long Jianhua, a young man who didn't know whether it was Gangzi or Qunzi, covered his nose and said in a muffled voice, "Don't let me meet you again in the future."

Long Jianhua smiled.

If you are like this today, do you still have the chance to take advantage of it in the future?

Everyone goes back to their desks and positions.

Qi Jinsong stretched out his thumb, "Jianhua, I didn't expect you to be very popular. Your fine style in high school has not relaxed at all. I can't do it anymore, I feel much slower."

Long Jianhua laughed and said, "You are a college student and a senior intellectual now. You should pay attention to your image; I am different. I am a temporary worker, who is afraid of whom."

Qi Jinsong "cut" it.

Dai Jitun's face was a little solemn, "Long Jianhua, why do you have conflicts with them? They are all people with deep backgrounds."

Long Jianhua laughed and said, "You can't hit people casually because you have a deep background. He only has one head. If you continue drinking, I'll still drink tea with you."

Dai Jitun took a sip of wine, shook his head and swallowed it, and then whispered to the two of them he knew.

Liu Qiangguo and Zhao Gang - the young man who was broken into the nose is both students from the School of Posts and Telecommunications. They have a relatively strong family background. They usually don’t interact with their classmates, but they don’t bully them.

It's not simple, you can also attack intimate marriages from afar.

That's not bad, it means that there are still people who can control them.

Or, the devil in my heart has not been fully released.

For five consecutive days, Long Jianhua was safe and sound when he read books in the library.

On the morning of the sixth day, he was leaning on the bookshelf and reading a book quickly. A sarcasm came from his ears, "A high school student, who doesn't work as a temporary worker, comes here to read books. Do you think you are counting oil tickets? It's so fast, what are you pretending to be?"

Turning his head and looking at him with a ridiculous look on his face.

He grinned, turned his head and continued to turn it down, still so quickly.

Liu Qiangguo was made bored and said loudly, "How did a high school student get in the library of our school? Come and see, is he reading a book or counting pages?"

Many people who were looking for books or sitting there reading books heard his words, turned to look at the bookshelf, or walked over to see what was going on, and the administrator also came over to hear the sound.

There were only about ten pages of the book in his hand, and Long Jianhua ignored those onlookers and continued his reading-turning action.

Liu Qiangguo was still laughing loudly, and some students also agreed, and more were watching the fun.

The administrator came to Long Jianhua and said, "Classmate, where did your library card come from?"

Long Jianhua finished reading the last page, closed the book and put it back on it.

He said to Liu Qiangguo, "That's right, I am a high school student, and I borrowed a book certificate from someone else, but weren't these books read? You, a college student, came to the library and didn't even have the basic common sense of keeping quiet. It's so quarrel that people can't read books quietly. Is this the quality of a college student?"

"You don't read books, but you find a high school student in it. You are very idle. A high school student is trying every means to learn knowledge, but you and a college student are wasting time here, which is a waste of the country's money. We are working to contribute to the country, but we are for people like you to waste here. It's really not necessary."

Liu Qiangguo blushed, "How much can you contribute to the country as a temporary worker?"

Long Jianhua said lightly, "No matter how much you make, you are a contribution, and you have one of my subsidies for studying."

The librarian was also very annoyed. Although the borrowing certificate was owned by each student, there was no explicit regulation that the loan was not allowed, as long as it could be held liable.

Now Long Jianhua was recognized by Liu Qiangguo and said it out loud, and Long Jianhua himself admitted that it was not easy to deal with.

Then, she said to the two, "Comrade, you are not a student of our school, so please leave. Our school's library is only for teachers and students of our school, and people outside need to apply specifically."

Now there is no such thing as an off-campus application? It’s just that she is quick in her mind and thinks it out temporarily.

Looking at Liu Qiangguo, she also said lightly, "As a classmate of our school, making noise in the library is indeed not the style of our school students. Please leave."

Yes, each beat fifty boards and they both want to expel them.

It doesn't matter to Long Jianhua, but Liu Qiangguo is different. He feels like he is losing face and is about to argue with the red ears.

A man in his sixties came over and coughed and said, "This comrade is right. People want to read books, but you don't want others to read; if you wander around and don't read, it will also affect the study of other students. Such quality really needs to be improved."

The administrator shouted respectfully, "Director Ye, I've disturbed you from finding information."

A student next to him exclaimed, "Director Ye? The leader of atmospheric optical communication in our country."

"Is that so? I've heard of his name, but I don't know what he did?"

"Of course, the distance between the two is like the mountain. Vice President Ye is an old professor. He has studied the "transmission of H10 modes in metal circular waveguides, analog/digital microwave relay system" and the "millimeter waveguide circular waveguide H01 communication system". The microwave waveguide phase calibration device and microwave waveguide direct coupling filter developed are the first in China, and are now studying atmospheric optical communication."

Although the voices of the two of them were very small, he still heard them keenly. He looked at Professor Ye who was talking in surprise and felt respect for him. In his memory, Professor Ye had a place because he was a pioneer in the field of optical communications in China and would be elected as a member of the school next year.

Liu Qiangguo was so angry that he wanted to turn into a fly and flew out, turning around and leaving the library in shame.

Professor Ye spoke, and the administrator was embarrassed to expel Long Jianhua again. He changed to a bookshelf and continued to flip through books, not caring about the way college students read books with strange eyes.
Chapter completed!