Chapter 92

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A visiting professor of Xiao Muran's level has a very weird temper.

It is rare for her to come to A University to take classes, and the school generally tries its best to coordinate her time.

"History of Art" was scheduled for the first session in the morning, and the freshmen expressed their satisfaction with this, because there is basically no discipline in this kind of large class.

The public courses in the liberal arts are regarded as water courses by default. Even if Xiao Muran's name has a series of bright prefixes, they don't care.

Of course, Xiao Muran herself didn't care whether others were listening to her class seriously.

She came here for Li Rong.

Xiao Muran has been struggling for a long time after learning that Cen Wei and Li Rong have become friends and that they want to overturn the case for Li Qing.

After Li Qingli's accident, she immediately retreated into the safe area built for herself, and did not dare to listen to any news, because those news could not change anything except to cause her pain.

But it's not that she didn't pray, that someone could stand up to stop the overwhelming insults and abuses, someone could cut through the thorns and dig deep into the intricate entanglement of interests, someone could dig through the cocoons to pursue justice and truth, and someone could cherish the innocence of a scientist.

She did not expect that that person would be her own son.

Since Cen Wei took the exam in the ninth district that day and did not choose to go home, Xiao Muran knew that she had drifted away from Cen Wei, not only psychologically, but also completely contrary to the three views.

She was imprisoned in the same place, but Cen Wei moved towards the goal she was looking forward to.

Xiao Muran stayed at home all day, fed forget-me-nots with the best cat food, took good care of it, groomed its fur, pampered and amused it, and set up a small bedroom for it, which was filled with all the things that cats are said to know. The things I love.

But obviously, Li Qingli also has a son, a son who is burdened with infamy, grievances, debts, and pain.

No matter how nice she was to the cat, she couldn't help Li Qingli, but she just moved herself.

So she wanted to meet Li Rong in person and see how this child survived the collapsed worldview.

Li Rong deliberately got up half an hour late in order to avoid Song He, who insisted on going together.

Song He had already packed his schoolbag and put on his shoes. He stood at the door of Li Rong's bedroom and knocked on the door: "Li Rong, it's almost time for class, are you still up?"

He's not a talkative character, and he's not willing to take the initiative to form friendships with anyone.

But he had no choice but to try his best to get close to Li Rong.

Li Rong was leaning on the bed, holding the book "Strategic Thinking" in his hand. Since he got up, he has read dozens of pages, and he has become impatient.

He cleared his throat and pretended to be sleepy: "You go first, I'll get up right away."

Song He was a very disciplined student. He looked down at his watch. There was only half an hour left before class, and he didn't even have time to go to the cafeteria for breakfast.

He really couldn't wait for Li Rong, so he gritted his teeth: "Then I'll go first, don't be late."

Li Rong raised his eyes, buttoned the book, and listened carefully to the movement outside the door.

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