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Chapter 42 Rhetoric

Ai Liang does not plan to use class time to read novels.

It was his first time here, and the teachers were no longer the acquaintances he had in junior high school.

Reading extracurricular books in class is a blatant provocation in the eyes of new teachers.

Some students may think that if they have the ability not to listen to the class, the teacher can’t do anything to them, they are awesome or something.

But Ai Liang has stepped into society after all, and is not one of those young boys who try to gain limelight by slapping others in the face.

Unless necessary, he would not do anything in front of everyone to make the other party stand down.

After two exams, everyone was familiar with each other.

The teachers also know Ai Liang's level.

At that time, even if Ai Liang was reading leisurely books in class, the teacher would not say much, so there was no need to act independently now.

After all, reading novels in class is not in line with the rules.

It is the teacher's responsibility to manage students. If you play games and read novels in class and don't listen to lectures, of course they will have to control you.

Think about it for a moment. When you are speaking on the podium, no one below takes you seriously. Everyone treats you as nothing. Do you feel uncomfortable or embarrassed?

Face is given to each other, not gained by stepping on others.

Even though Ai Liang has completely mastered all the high school courses.

He didn't plan to use class time to do other things on the first day of school.

You have to save some face for the new teachers.

So Ai Liang planned to listen to music on his mobile phone all morning.

When it comes to face, you just have to do it superficially. You can't really let yourself get too bored, right?

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The curriculum at Qianhua Experimental Middle School is not like other schools where different subjects are taught in rotation.

It's the same course all morning.

For example, today is a whole morning of math class.

The teacher's lecture speed was extremely fast, and he roughly covered the contents of the first chapter in just one morning.

You must know that the mathematics book for the first grade of the Asian Federation only has eight chapters in total.

Today I taught one-eighth of it in one day. This is the rhythm of covering all the contents of the first year of high school within one month.

Basically, it talks about knowledge points and gives two typical questions for everyone to take five minutes to do.

This lesson is complete.

Then start the next lesson without stopping.

By the way, I left a dozen pages of extracurricular homework.

Students with slightly inferior basic skills simply cannot keep up with the teacher's progress, and may be confused after listening to the lesson.

For example, Jin Pingan, the whole person has a look of "Who am I?" "Where am I?" "What on earth did I hear?"

From the second class, he couldn't even figure out which page to turn to in the book.

If Cheng Lejia hadn't reminded him, he would have been looking for the content on page 24 until the end of get out of class.

After confirming that the teacher had indeed started teaching from the first lesson and not skipping lessons, Jin Pingan became even more doubtful about life.

The key classes at Qianhua Experimental Middle School are only suitable for the kind of talented people who can get through with just a few clicks.

It’s not a place that ordinary top students can come to.

Not to mention a guy of Jin Pingan's caliber.

In terms of liberal arts, Chinese, foreign languages, and political history can be memorized by rote even if you can't keep up.

As for science...

In addition to geography and society (economics and law), which are two subjects similar to liberal arts.

Jin Ping'an stopped taking subjects such as mathematics, physics, chemistry, biology, and information programming.

Not to mention the coffin board, even the ceramic urn may not be able to be lifted.

The only art that I have some talent for is only an elective. Like music and physical education, it is not included in the curriculum of key classes.

There is nothing we can do about this. There are specialized classes for art students and physical education students, which are not areas that key classes should be exposed to.

After school was over at noon, Ye Qing ran outside the school to eat as before.

As a follower, Yiwenna followed behind her.

Ai Liang was about to get up and go to the cafeteria when a sullen Jin Pingan walked up to him.

"Is something wrong?"

Ai Liang asked.

Jin Ping'an's eyes were wandering: "Nothing... I'm just asking you if you want to go to the cafeteria to eat..."

Ai Liang knew just by looking at him that this guy must be in trouble again.

So you still have something to do with me?

So Ai Liang asked, "Where are you going to eat?"

Jin Ping'an was a little unsure of what Ai Liang meant: "Well, if possible, let's go to the cafeteria..."

"Okay, you go ahead, I want to go out to eat."

Ai Liang took off his Bluetooth headset and put it in the charging box, then walked straight out of the classroom.

When he was almost at the door of the classroom, Jin Ping'an realized what he was doing and hurriedly chased after him.

"Hey! Wait for me. I'm actually a student in the dormitory. Let's go out to eat together!"

Jin Pingan hurried to Ai Liang's side and said with a shy smile.

"Yes, a person who has a stomach problem and can only eat liquid food must eat with others?"

Ai Liang exposed Jin Pingan's cover-up without mercy.

Not long ago, I was still drinking rice cereal. Today, you told me that you forgot your student card and were going to eat outside the school.

Are you looking for an excuse not to go for dim sum?

Jin Ping'an's face was a little confused: "Well, I really forgot my student card in the dormitory. Lejia has important documents to read at noon and has returned to the company for the time being.

The dormitory door can’t be opened, and I don’t have anywhere to go…”

Looking at Jin Pingan's stupid face, Ai Liang really didn't know what to say about this guy.

I thought you would finally find an excuse to get close to others, but I still think highly of you, right?

"Let's go."

Ai Liang sighed softly and motioned for Jin Pingan to follow.

Just in time, before taking action tonight, let's see if we can get any useful information out of this guy's mouth.

The two of them walked through the crowd and arrived at a fast food restaurant outside the school.

Ai Liang ordered a standard meal of two vegetarian dishes and one meat dish, while Jin Pingan ordered a spareribs soup.

As long as the soup doesn't require meat.

When the waiter heard this request, he couldn't help but look at Jin Ping'an one more time.

I’ve heard of people ordering pork ribs soup, and I was told to put more meat in it, but this is the first time I’ve seen people ordering only soup.

The two of them took their dinner plates to a secluded corner and sat down.

Ai Liang did nothing special and ate lunch leisurely as usual.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Jin Ping'an couldn't sit still and stopped talking several times.

He held the spoon in his hand but didn't take a few sips of the soup.

Keep repeating the action of scooping soup and blowing it to cool down.

It was obvious that his mind was not on eating at all.

Ai Liang can roughly guess what Jin Pingan is thinking.

He just wanted to get some information from himself and inquire about the whereabouts of the messenger.

And because of the previous warning in the cafeteria, I didn't dare to speak easily.

Every time Jin Pingan wants to do something, he always writes it on his face.

Ai Liang didn't have to guess his intentions at all, just read his face.

It's almost time to eat.

Ai Liang put down his chopsticks and asked, "Do you want to ask me again about the whereabouts of the messenger?"

A trace of panic flashed in Jin Ping'an's eyes, and the knuckles of his left thumb and index finger were rubbing unconsciously.

His body tensed up and he replied with a stiff face: "No way, I just..."

"Yesterday at noon, you left in a hurry after answering a phone call. It must have been a call from the criminal police team."

Ai Liang said in a positive tone: "Since the criminal police team is looking for you, it proves that there is a job there. With your character, it is impossible to ignore this and come to school today like nothing happened.

Unless the police force is just asking you to go over and observe clues, they don’t intend to let you get involved in this case."

In just a few words, Ai Liang guessed the real situation almost exactly.

When he became a messenger and came into contact with people from the Qianhua City Criminal Police Team.

He began to analyze every police officer in the police force.

Analyze their personality, thinking habits, and behavior.

Analyze what measures they would take in specific situations.

For example, when encountering a case, Liu Yuan would choose a formal case handling process and use his communication skills to ask for a period of grace from his superiors.

Tian Hao likes to make dangerous moves. He first relies on Jin Ping'an's backtracking to find the location of the crime and the relevant personnel, reverses the reasoning process, and then directly leads people to raid.

It can be said that everyone's character has been figured out by Ai Liang.

If we meet again in the future, these analyzes will be of great use.

Just like Ai Liang played with Shi Feng and others in Yuelai Shopping Mall before coming to Qianhua Market.

"Yesterday...yesterday it was just Lao Tian who came to me for some personal matters..."

Although what Ai Liang said was just like the audience at that time.

But Jin Ping'an still had the courage to resist.

"If that's all you want to say, then let's stop talking about it."

Ai Liang picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth.

Not a single bit of food was left on the plate.

Obviously if there is nothing else, the next step is to leave the fast food restaurant and go back to school.

Jin Pingan heard the impatience in Ai Liang's tone.

But he was still wary of Ai Liang's previous warning and did not dare to speak easily.

"So, are you looking for me to find out the whereabouts of the messenger?"

Ai Liang tapped the table with his fingers and repeated the question just now.

Ai Liang didn't make any secrets about this matter.

Telling your speculation directly and openly can make things more reasonable.

For example, a previous bank robbery.

When the two were locked in a small dark room, Ai Liang directly stated that the kidnappers were here for Jin Ping'an.

It also describes in detail the suspicions revealed by the kidnappers and the basis for their actions.

This is the persona Ai Liang has set for himself: a lonely and proud genius who can barely be regarded as cold-faced and warm-hearted.

Afterwards, a courier was "sent" to deliver a fruit basket to the hospital, reinforcing this impression from the side.

In this way, we can approach Jin Pingan more reasonably in the future.

Observe his future path and how he will go on.

As a talented young man who can tell the truth when he sees something, it is more in line with his character to take the initiative to express his speculation.

If you are secretive, it will only increase suspicion.

Although Jin Ping'an doesn't have the intelligence to doubt others.

But the people around him are not stupid.

Under Ai Liang's attitude of "If you don't talk about business, I will leave immediately", Jin Ping'an was finally willing to speak out.

"As you said, the police force doesn't want me to intervene in this case, but I also don't want to be a bystander and do nothing."

Jin Pingan's expression was a little downcast: "But in this case, apart from finding some clues, I really can't help much."

Can't help?

Clues are the most critical thing.

It's useless for you to follow people from the criminal police team here and there.

Ai Liang couldn't help but roll her eyes at him: "I'm not interested in your mental journey. I have something to say."

Originally, Jin Pingan wanted to express his grievances.

Ai Liang was forced back by these words.

"I know you don't want to get involved with the police force, and you don't know the whereabouts of the courier."

Jin Pingan was worried that Ai Liang would fall out, so he took a vaccination in advance.

"I'm looking for you just for a word. Since you were able to contact the messenger before, if, I mean if."

Jin Pingan said to Ai Liang: "If you contact him again, please tell him that the hermit may have appeared."

Ai Liang looked at him expressionlessly and said nothing.

"The deceased in this case was killed by cutting his carotid artery with a short knife. The method of committing the crime is very similar to that of a... killer named Hermit, and the messenger has been pursuing the whereabouts of Hermit."

Halfway through Jin Ping'an's words, he replaced the words "slit-throat madman" with "killer".

The main concern is that it will cause Ai Liang psychological discomfort.

Just thinking about a madman who killed thousands of people with a dagger makes people feel scared.

Ai Liang picked up the disposable cup and poured herself a cup of free herbal tea.

A squeaking sound.

He took a sip of tea.

The tea tastes bland and tasteless.

"You're just going to tell me the undisclosed information within the police force?"

Ai Liang held the tea cup: "The cause of death of the deceased and the murder weapon, these key information, you just said it so casually?"

Although he did not reject it, he could learn about the progress of the police investigation through Jin Ping'an, a fool.

But superficial work still needs to be done.

After all, you have to maintain your current personality.

Jin Ping'an confirmed that Ai Liang was not impatient and continued: "Although I am very young, I am still a consultant of the criminal police team, so I still have this power.

And I believe in your character, you are not the kind of big mouth who likes to talk about things everywhere."

Jin Pingan's tone was slightly urgent: "Please! The only person I can think of who has had contact with the messenger is you.

Although the hermit is a killer, he is really important to the messenger. Back then..."

"There's no need to tell me stories. I'm from Nevada City. I know better than you what the messenger did back then."

Ai Liang interrupted Jin Ping'an's act of reading the Classic of Filial Piety in front of Confucius.

"Although I don't know if the courier is still in Qianhua City, but when he hears the news, he will definitely intervene in this matter without your notification."

"However, the police have blocked the information, so he won't be able to get the information for a while."

Jin Pingan kept clasping the corner of the table with his nails: "The hermit has always been a knot in the heart of the messenger. I want to help him."

It seems that Jin Ping'an has not given up his previous ideas and is focused on changing the messenger.

But...how do you change someone who has been dead for seven or eight years?

The current messenger is just a piece of personality data simulated by Ai Liang for convenience.

Even when Ai Liang takes the form of a messenger, he has the messenger's memories, habits, personality, hobbies, and even the exact same body.

But he is Ai Liang after all, not a messenger.

Ai Liang's will controls everything.

And personality data will not have any thoughts.?


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