Speaking of which, Su Meiren is a teacher, Xue Xiang is a disciple, and Su Meiren is a role model and has a dignity in his teachings. If he is in daily life, he will never talk so badly with his students, but Xue Xiang is an exception. Su Meiren himself cannot understand the reason. Perhaps through many debates, he subconsciously no longer thinks that Xue Xiang is his student, but an opponent who can sit and discuss the truth.

"Okay, someone is sharp-tongued, and I can argue that I am unlucky if I fall, so I won't pursue it. But for the next two things, with Teacher Su's character, you shouldn't be dependent on it?" Xue Xiang stood up in the car, shrugged while saying, full of provocation.

"What's the matter?" Su Meiren vaguely guessed one, but was curious about the second one.

"Let me talk about the first thing first. Teacher Su, how did my score of 60:50?"

"You got the exam yourself. Is it necessary to ask this question? Could it be that you failed the exam yourself and found someone else to answer the exam?" Su Meiren thought to herself, but she pretended to be surprised on her face, almost not making Xue Xiang angry to death.

"Teacher Su, don't pretend to be confused when you understand. I'll ask for a check-up!" Xue Xiang was extremely frustrated and made another old request. There is only one way to deal with such a guy who refuses to admit his conscience.

"The test paper has been sealed, and it is troublesome and inconvenient to check it!"

"I'm not afraid of trouble!"

"I'm afraid of trouble!"

"you……"

Xue Xiang was so angry that he was breathing heavily, but he had no choice but to remember that when he was going to check the paper last time, Su Meiren was not like this, so why did she become a candy now?

"Let me tell me the second one, I don't have time to waste time with you." Seeing Xue Xiang blushing, Su Meiren's face became even colder, but her heart was like drinking iced honey water in the dog days.

"Okay, I originally planned to solve the first thing you did for me, but I won't say it the second thing and give Teacher Su a face. Since Teacher Su doesn't have face, I will just say it, Teacher Su. You are a top student in your country and a role model. How can you do something about peeping at students? Isn't it a bit too, too that?" At the end of the conversation, Xue Xiang was actually dragging his voice.

Su Meiren suddenly changed color, pointed at Xue Xiang with her fingertips, and shouted: "Xue Xiang, clean your mouth. What is voyeurism? Who is voyeurism? You?"

Xue Xiang shrugged and smiled, "This is not what I said, have you admitted it yourself?"

"What do I admit? Xue Xiang. I used to think that although you are inferior in character, you are a well-educated and well-educated student. Now it seems that you are really a bunch of hooligans." Su Meiren's pretty face was frosty, and the two peaks under the floral shirt on her chest kept undulating.

"I'm so angry?" Xue Xiang still smiled.

Hearing this, Su Meiren suddenly opened her goose egg, "You don't use my class anymore."

It seemed inexplicable, but the sentence that was incorrect in the text almost scared Xue Xiang and said in a terrifying manner: "What do you... mean?"

"It's not interesting. It's useless to pass the subject that is destined to fail. You can wait and re-examine it." When Su Meiren heard Xue Xiang's tremolo, she became more charming.

"No, no, no, I just said nothing, I'm just talking nonsense. You can't do this. As long as you have not finished painting, I will continue to shape you and ensure that you are the same as before, you..."

Xue Xiang wanted to slap himself twice. Others held nuclear weapons and rushed up by themselves, just looking for abuse.

Amid the stack of apologies, Su Mei turned a blind eye to her long legs, shook her waist, and walked gracefully forward. She was arrogant and respectful to Xue Xiang, but she was just treating the air, but she felt extremely happy in her heart.

Su Meiren was far away, and Xue Xiang stood in a daze under the cherry blossoms, feeling angry, annoyed and depressed, and didn't know who to blame. He wanted to blame himself for causing trouble, but he didn't say too much. He wanted to blame Su Meiren for being unreasonable, and just had this thought, he strangled to death. He was just coming to make trouble, so what could you do? After thinking about it, Xue Xiang set the complaint on Su Yandong, the head of the department, after all, Su Meiren was so lawless and changed the student test papers randomly. If he changed to another department director, he would have dealt with it long ago. But Su Yandong, the head of the department of philosophy, is someone else's son, and he is a man who fears his own girl, so he has implicated him and suffered this disaster.

After thinking about this festival, Xue Xiang went straight to Su Yandong's office. He clinked the picture and found that General Tie was holding the door. After inquiring, Director Su went to another place for a meeting. It was not good for the troops to go to the army, and Xue Xiang had no choice but to wait for Su Yandong to return. Fortunately, there is still a long time left before the final exam, and there is enough time.

After leaving Su Yandong's office, Xue Xiang raised his hand to look at his watch. It was already 2:40 in the afternoon. He remembered that there were still a few documents on the table that had not been processed, so he hurried to the office. As soon as he arrived at the third floor, the Youth League Committee of the Department of Philosophy, he greeted many greetings.

Amid the stack of "Secretary Xue's good" sounds, Xue Xiang nodded frequently. Now, the competition at the secretary's meeting has vaguely spread throughout the Youth League Committee of the Philosophy Department. At first, some people did not believe that Secretary Liu, who was just talking about the sacred party in the Youth League Committee, would fail, but then, a series of personnel changes within the Youth League Committee completely subdued those who were suspicious. Because the adjustments were all from each department's relatives to Liu Gao, and Liu Gao's big use - the Youth League Office, also suffered a severe blow.

Since then, no one dares to underestimate the former Madam Zhou, and Zhou Laohu, of course, dare not underestimate Secretary Xue, who always has a faint smile. Although it is said that Secretary Zhou’s Xiongqi is because of Secretary Xue, many people still don’t believe that this young and overly young Secretary Xue has made achievements in economics, but there are also such a skill of power and intent. However, doubtless of doubt, whether Secretary Zhou’s Xiongqi is the result of Secretary Xue’s operation behind the scenes, Secretary Zhou’s Xiongqi is always an ironclad fact after Secretary Xue’s arrival.

Xue Xiang didn't know how the bosses of the Youth League Committee viewed him, and he didn't care. He responded to the harmony all the way and went to the office and closed the door.

After sitting in the office for a few minutes, a long car horn suddenly sounded downstairs. Without getting up and looking, I knew that Zhou Zhenglong had arrived. By the way, since Zhou Zhenglong got on the special car, the car would always keep ringing every time he arrived at the downstairs of the Youth League Committee. I don’t know whether it was to remind passers-by to dodge or declare that Secretary Zhou Da was coming, and everyone knelt down to pick him up. Sure enough, I heard a stack of shouts of "Hello Secretary Zhou" in the corridor, with enthusiasm and seemingly full of love. In terms of momentum, the momentum was far better than Mr. Xue.

Xue looked through the window, but saw Zhou Zhenglong with his shiny big back head, his hands drooped and forked, and walked very steadily along the middle line of the corridor. Mao Wang, who followed him, bowed his waist slightly and carried a small black bag. His small steps were fast and fast, but it was exactly following Zhou Zhenglong's steps, but it was absolutely silent. Zhou Zhenglong held his head up and walked past Xue Xiang's window, and his high back head had not shaken. Mao Wang, who followed, turned his head slightly, tilted his head slightly to the window, and then quickly followed.

Xue Xiangran a cigarette and sneered in his heart.

I don’t know when Zhou Zhenglong will no longer call the other four people in the team meeting “some secretary”, but will directly contact Comrade XX, which is Xue Xiang, who helped him to the position, is no exception. Even more, Xue Xiang is now entering Zhou Zhenglong’s office, and the latter will no longer stand up to greet the door, but sit firmly behind the table and wave gently, holding the top leader’s airs.

Even if Xue Xiang is treated like this, Liu Gao's "crime body" is even more terrible. It's a big blame for Liu Gao being too tough. He always knows that he has no chance of winning, but he still calls for it. When attacking Zhou Zhenglong, he always has to bring Xue Xiang with him, so that Xue Xiang has no chance to operate from it.

In this way, Zhou Zhenglong saw that Xue Xiang and Liu Gao seemed to have no chance of turning around, and immediately surrendered to Xue Xiang's reliance. After all, as long as the two of them could not form a joint force, Secretary Zhou would sit firmly on Mount Tai. After that, Zhou Zhenglong became increasingly arrogant, and the Youth League Committee was almost the one-man of the old man. He simply did not hold a secretary meeting for many things and directly ordered them. What's more, Mao Wang, the director of the Finance Department, simply became Zhou's secretary, and he tied it to his belt all day long. No matter who applies for funds, Secretary Zhou would almost have to pass by him.

Fortunately, Zhou Zhenglong also knew that he could not bully Xue Xiangtai. Every time the Propaganda Department was taken care of more or less. However, the originally popular group office had a large number of clerks who were replaced, and there was no shortage of funds. Liu Gao's hair was so angry that he stood up on the ground every day.

Xue Xiang looked at Zhou Zhenglong's swaying back and pressed half of the cigarette butt hard into the ashtray.

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May 4, 1979 was the anniversary of the famous patriotic movement sixty years ago. Major administrative agencies and groups across the country naturally held a grand celebration. As the birthplace of the famous patriotic movement, the celebration was naturally more intense.

On May 4th, at 5 a.m., the secretary's office meeting of the Youth League Committee of the Philosophy Department of Peking University had just been held. The reason why the meeting was held at 5 a.m. was that these secretaries got up early, but that from May 3, all levels of Peking University held intensive meetings.

First, the school’s teacher-student meeting, then the whole party member meeting, then the department’s party committee meeting and the school’s Youth League Committee meeting, one meeting after another, and it was smelly and long. The passages were repeated and repeated, which made Xue Xiang complain, but he had to grit his teeth and hold on.

After finally ending all the meetings, it was already 4:30 in the morning. Xue Laosan was so sleepy that he was planning to deal with him on the small camp bed in the office for a night, Zhou Zhenglong asked for a secretary's meeting.
Chapter completed!