I really don't want to be reborn.

Chen Hansheng had just returned to the entrepreneurship base 101 when his cell phone rang. It was the counselor Guo Zhongyun who called, probably because of the incident just now.

"What happened this morning? I heard that Shang Yanyan was bullied, and then the boys in our class beat up others?"

Lao Guo was not in school this morning, maybe he just received the news.

Chen Hansheng explained the process again, of course he didn't tell the specific details, only saying that Shang Yanyan's ex-boyfriend came to the classroom to make trouble and beat people, and finally the boys couldn't stand it anymore and had to drive him away.

Lao Guo was not so easy to fool: "What about the car? I heard that their cars were smashed."

"Who the hell is so talkative."

Chen Hansheng cursed in his heart, and said with a smile: "The young guys in our class are too hot-blooded, and they just broke a few car lights."

"I know."

In fact, Guo Zhongyun could guess that Chen Hansheng must have been involved, but the class monitor was smart because he didn't do it himself, so he was not only able to jump out of the incident, but also to whitewash others.

Finally, Lao Guo reminded: "You still need to pay attention to the scale. After all, this year is the 50th anniversary of the school. Everything is based on stability and harmony. I will report to the department head now."

The report that Lao Guo mentioned must be to help explain. With the end of his call, the "beating people and smashing cars" incident should be officially concluded, but the public opinion among students will definitely continue.

In the activity room of the Humanities Department of the University Student Activity Center, Zuo Xiaoli, Hu Xiuping and Mu Wenling were discussing the selection of the internal debate competition. After they heard about what happened in the second class of public administration, they naturally talked about Chen Hansheng.

Zuo Xiaoli sneered: "I have long said that this person is a bomb. He actually smashed the car and acted too recklessly."

"I don't think so."

Mu Wenling shook her head and said: "If a female classmate in the class is beaten, do we have to sit down and discuss it properly?"

"But if he does this, others will think that our Finance College is full of hooligans."

Zuo Xiaoli said indignantly.

Mu Wenling is a girl, and it is easy for her to put herself into the role of Shang Yanyan. If there is a monitor like Chen Hansheng in the class, she will feel at ease, so she firmly supports Chen Hansheng.

"I don't think Chen Hansheng is a hooligan, but those students from other schools who beat people first are hooligans."

Hu Xiuping saw the two quarreling and couldn't help but persuade them: "Forget it, it's not worth quarreling over Chen Hansheng, let's continue to discuss the debate."

Mu Wenling was really angry: "Chen Hansheng is the deputy director of the External Relations Department of the Humanities Department, how can it not be worth it?"

Hu Xiuping and Zuo Xiaoli looked at each other and said nothing. The "Statement that Chen Hansheng is not suitable for the position of deputy director" was submitted to the Youth League Committee without telling Mu Wenling. They were worried that Mu Wenling would inform on them, so they were ready to kill first and report later.

In fact, Chen Hansheng didn't care about public opinion at all, and was busy looking for a lighter.

"Damn, I just used it."

He didn't remember that Shang Yanyan had taken the lighter away, because that's how it is in college. If you put 300 yuan on the desk in the dormitory, it will still be there after 3 days. If you put a lighter, you may not find it in 3 minutes.

The same goes for tissues, which have a similar fate in the dormitory.

After searching his pockets and not finding the lighter, Chen Hansheng could only put down the cigarette in frustration and took out his notebook.

Now he has to look at the computer every day, one is to observe the changes in the number of pieces collected every day, and the other is to check whether Shen Youchu's level of making Excel spreadsheets has improved.

"The desktop is too messy."

Chen Hansheng muttered.

Xiao Rongyu likes to put the information on the desktop. It was more convenient when she used the computer alone before, but now it seems messy with two more people using it. Chen Hansheng decided to file and organize the desktop.

"This word is not named. It can't be created accidentally."

Chen Hansheng opened an unnamed word document on the desktop and deleted it if there was no content in it.

But after opening it, there were times and text inside, and it seemed to be in diary format.

Chen Hansheng quickly prepared to close it, he didn't like to see other people's secrets.

Unless, the secret contained his own name.

September 1, 2002, sunny.

School started today, Chen Hansheng made me cry twice today, once at the train station and once in the dormitory.

September 15, 2002, sunny.

Chen Hansheng made me angry again today.

October 3, 2002, sunny.

Chen Hansheng went to the bar to fool around today, which made me cry, and I don't plan to talk to him anymore.

November 6, 2002, light rain.

Today I called Chen Hansheng and asked him, if God gave you 5 million, but at the same time you can never see me, would you agree?

Chen Hansheng said it was a good thing with double happiness, why not agree?

November 27, 2002, cloudy.

Chen Hansheng always holds back on confessing, does he have other girls?

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Chen Hansheng finished reading in amazement, thinking that Xiao Rongyu must be sick, why did she write down all the bad things about me? I helped her move her luggage, treated her to dinner, and took her to buy clothes, why didn't she write down anything?

Also, what did she plan to do by writing it down? Will she have to look through the old materials if she can't remember the content in the future when they quarrel?

Just after complaining a few words, Chen Hansheng remembered another terrifying thing. Recently, Shen Youchu took the computer back to practice. Has she ever seen this word?

"According to Shen Youchu's character, she will not look through privacy without permission."

But this kind of thing is hard to say, even if she accidentally opened the document, it is possible. Didn't I find it by accident?

"I have to find a chance to see if she has read the document."

Chen Hansheng thought to himself, but the express delivery business was particularly good today, and he didn't find a chance until closing time at night.

After returning to the dormitory, Yang Shichao and others were playing cards. When they saw Chen Hansheng coming back, they asked, "We beat people and smashed cars today. What does the school mean?"

Chen Hansheng knew that they were a little scared, so he smiled and comforted them, "Don't worry, I'm preparing to help you apply for the flag of bravery."

Hearing Chen Hansheng's joke, Yang Shichao and others knew that the problem was not big, so they played cards with peace of mind.

Chen Hansheng looked at the cards for a while, and suddenly his mobile phone "beeped" a message came.

"Are you there?"

It was an unfamiliar number.

"Who are you?"

Chen Hansheng replied.

"Shang Yanyan."

Shang Yanyan also had a mobile phone. Chen Hansheng thought to himself, why did she send me a message? I don't need her to thank me.

"What's the matter?"

"I'm in a bad mood. Can you come down and chat with me?"

Chen Hansheng looked at the time. It was almost 10 o'clock. He decisively refused: "Let's talk in person tomorrow. I need to rest."

The phone was silent for a while. Chen Hansheng thought Shang Yanyan had listened to him. Unexpectedly, the message came again 20 minutes later.

"I just want to chat with you. I won't do anything."

Chen Hansheng smiled as soon as he saw it. He thought that this sentence structure was so familiar. I used to lie to girls like this.

"Okay, where are you?"

"Basketball court."

Chen Hansheng changed his clothes and walked to the basketball court. He saw a figure sitting on the steps. It was Shang Yanyan.

She actually put on makeup on purpose. The foundation covered the red marks on her face. I don't know which type of lipstick was applied on her lips. She was gorgeous. She wore black silk boots in the cold weather. The perfume was rich and sexy.

The most important thing was that there were a few cans of beer at her feet.

Chen Hansheng thought to himself, there is no good wine and no good banquet.