After looking at Qian Feng for a while, Yong Ming still clearly remembered the content of what he said at that time.
"You speak so politely to me, but you don't treat me as a friend. Doesn't that make me angry?"
After listening to Yong Ming's words, Qian Feng realized that he had mistaken Yong Ming's feelings again, and he felt even more embarrassed.
"Master Ming, I really regard you as my best friend, so I feel uneasy and uncomfortable that I misunderstood you before.
This is something I should not have done by mistakenly blaming my friend. While I blame myself, I, Qian, swear that from now on, I will not have the slightest doubt about you.
Of course, I also ask Master Ming to supervise me at all times and remind me that this stupid person should pay more attention to the angle and method of things, and stop misunderstanding people and misunderstanding people."
Qian Feng watched Yong Ming speak his thoughts very sincerely, and his face turned red because he was a little excited.
"Brother Qian, I'm joking with you. Don't take what I just said to tease you seriously. I'm not angry with you at all. I can't be happy that I can meet a close friend and confidant like you today.
What? How can I really blame you?"
Yong Ming said to Qian Feng comfortingly to relieve Qian Feng's self-blame.
Only then did Qian Feng's mood ease. He is a person who values love and justice. Once he has determined something, he will naturally not change it.
But if you know you are wrong, you will correct it as soon as you know it is wrong. You will not choose to avoid or not admit it for the sake of face because you know it is wrong.
This is what is endearing about him and what is very valuable about him. This is something that Yong Ming respects him very much.
"Brother Qian, then you can call me Mingdi from now on. Let's not call each other Master or Mr. We are too different and feel awkward and uncomfortable."
Yong Ming attaches great importance to the relationship between two people, and he also gives suggestions in advance for the long-term relationship between two people.
Qian Feng all agreed, nodding in agreement and calling Yong Ming, who was more than ten years younger than him, "Brother Ming". The two of them couldn't help but laugh heartily.
Since then, Qian Feng has spared no effort to guide Yong Ming in his study of forensic medicine, and has made arrangements as convenient as possible for the practice of knowledge.
With an outstanding teacher and close friend like Qian Feng by his side, Yong Ming's knowledge accumulation and practical ability in forensic science have improved by leaps and bounds.
It is no exaggeration to say that with the help of Qian Feng, Yong Ming's forensic skills have reached the level of an expert.
Even now, having Yong Ming teach students in schools and serve as a forensic doctor in the Bureau of Justice is an honor and a well-deserved one.
Yong Ming recalled the interesting past of his acquaintance with Qian Feng, with a smile on his face.
At this time, Qian Feng should have finished his teaching. Xie Liuyun and others, led by class representative Huang Hanhan, stood up and bowed to Qian Feng to express their gratitude to the teacher Qian Feng for teaching today.
After teaching Qian Feng, he looked at the four students in front of him with admiration and was also happy for his brother Yong Ming.
With such talented people around him to help him, why should Yong Ming not be able to realize his ideals and ambitions?
He packed up his belongings on the podium, took his briefcase, nodded to Xie Liuyun and others, and walked out of the classroom door.
After walking out of the classroom, Qian Feng looked up and saw Yong Ming sitting in the distance, waving gently towards him.
Qian Feng hurriedly walked over, and Yong Ming stood up to greet him.
The two people stood under the shade of a tree and started talking.
Perhaps after hearing what Yong Ming said, Qian Feng was very interested and couldn't help but patted Yong Ming on the shoulder and smiled happily.
After a deep conversation for a while, Qian Feng said goodbye and left.
Yong Ming saw him out of the courtyard, then turned back to the courtyard. At a glance, he saw Xie Liuyun and others standing outside the classroom, looking at him intently.
Yong Ming walked over and picked up the suitcase from the stone platform, signaling Xie Liuyun and the others to return to the classroom together.
Yong Ming, who was standing in front of the podium, looked around at the four people who had returned to their seats and sat down, preparing to continue the class, and said softly: "There will be no class today. We have something to talk about."
After finishing speaking, he put the suitcase in his hand on the podium, then opened it, took out the cardboard box containing the time bomb, and placed it on the table.
"Liuquan, this box was brought back immediately after it was discovered in Tonglu. The box contains the diary written by your father Xie Tingsong, the former "Liuquan Guard" chief.
This is not only a diary that records his personal daily life and emotional thoughts, but also a historical archive of the "Liuquan Guards" stationed in Tonglu for hundreds of years.
Now take these diaries back and read them carefully so that we can communicate about them so that you can better understand the contents."
When Yong Ming spoke, he looked at Xie Tingsong with a feeling of emotion.
Xie Liuyun thought to himself, is Ming Gong worried that I can't understand what my father wrote?
Ming Gong meant something, and there must be some cryptic code in the diary. Without special guidance, it is impossible to know its true meaning.
While thinking about things in his mind, Xie Liuyun stood up, walked to Yong Ming, stretched out his hands to take the closed and locked suitcase.
Knowing that the suitcase contained all diaries written by his father, Xie Liuyun was a little excited. He hugged the heavy suitcase and returned to his seat with a solemn expression and sat down.
Yong Ming pointed to the paper box on the podium and said to several people: "This is a 'gift' I received when I was in the office this morning. It's just that the person who 'sent the gift' was
The kind of person who doesn't like to leave his name behind when doing things.
So I still don’t know who delivered this ‘gift’ and who made it. Now, you might as well come over and take a look, so that you can learn more about it.”
Because Xie Liuyun was still immersed in thinking about his father's diary, Sheng Qingfeng saw that Xie Liuyun didn't respond, so he stood up first, walked to the podium, stretched out his hand and opened the paper box.
As soon as he saw what was inside the cardboard box, he retracted his hands in shock and took a step back.
Sheng Qingfeng's sudden move almost knocked down Shang Baifeng who was walking behind him.
Thanks to Shang Baifeng's agility, he dodged Sheng Qingfeng's retreating body with a quick dodge and was not touched.
Although Sheng Qingfeng didn't know martial arts, he was rather bloated. He would suddenly and quickly fall backwards, and it would be a bit uncomfortable if he was bumped into by his heavy body.