The devil is forced to open every day

"Hello, Mr. Yang." A middle-aged man smiled brightly, glanced at the young man carefully, and stretched out his hand, "I am the vice principal of No. [-] Middle School, Huang Zhiqiang. Next to me is Director Zhang. Come back in time, so we can only entertain you temporarily."

"Understood, thank you, Principal Huang, Director Zhang." Yang Zile smiled with a bookish air.

"This is..." Vice President Huang looked at Lorraine.

"This is a friend of mine, Luo Lan, and this is my younger brother, Yang Zisheng." Yang Zile introduced the two of them in an approachable manner.

"Oh!" Vice-principal Huang stretched out his hand friendly to Luo Lan. People of like kind flock together and things of a kind are divided into groups. The friend of the future billionaire must be some powerful character. It seems that Yang Zile just attached great importance to the boy. Good to be the child of some great man.

"Hello." Luo Lan shook hands with Vice Principal Huang and smiled slightly.

The young man's attitude towards this person seemed a bit unusual, Yang Zile looked at the young man with some surprise.

Vice President Huang's smile became brighter.

"The three of you want to visit the site, or should you take a look at the honor hall of our school first?" Vice President Huang asked Yang Zile for his opinion.

Yang Zile looked at the boy.

"Go to the Hall of Honor first." Lorraine kept smiling. "We may have some private conversations. It's best to turn off the camera."

Vice President Huang's eyes flicked back and forth between the two, and he immediately realized who was in the dominant position.

"No problem, please move." Vice President Huang made a guiding gesture and led the three of them to the school office building. Director Zhang took out the key and opened the door. The spacious room was filled with various trophies and certificates. There are international awards, national and provincial awards.

There is also a wall in the room, on which are photos of the previous principals of the No. [-] Middle School, and the working period is marked below.

The director stayed outside, and Vice President Huang led the three of them through the visiting corridor arranged in the room, introducing one award after another.

"From 2050 to 2059, we have been a model unit of standardized school management in the country for nine consecutive years. We are also determined to win this year's appraisal." Vice President Huang is enthusiastic and proud. "In the first half of this year, we won the honorary title of 'National Model School for Care and Growth'. And the 'Best Integrity Education Award'!"

Looking at the trophy in front of him, the corners of Lorraine's lips rose.

"Vice Principal Huang, how long have you been working in No. [-] Middle School?" Yang Zile asked intentionally or unintentionally.

Vice Principal Huang had a strange expression on his face, but he still kept smiling, "Counting this year, I have worked in No. 18 Middle School for [-] years."

"18 years." Yang Zile was thoughtful, "I heard that this middle school is a treasure land of geomantic omen."

"How do you say that?" Vice President Huang asked.

"The principal of this middle school won't work for two or three years, so he will definitely be promoted." Yang Zile looked at Vice Principal Huang with a gentle smile, "After all, with such a good source of students and such a good faculty, it's not difficult to make some achievements."

Vice President Huang tried his best to smile.

"I remember my uncle mentioned to me that the No. 18 Middle School more than ten years ago was not as good as the No. [-] and No. [-] Middle Schools in Z City. But now, No. [-] Middle School is well-known all over the country. Vice President Huang has worked hard in the past [-] years. , it must be pulling No. [-] Middle School with one hand and stepping into the best ranks."

Yang Zile smiled with deep meaning, "If you want me to say, the one who should be promoted the most should be Vice President Huang, but you may have missed some opportunities."

Vice Principal Huang's eyelids twitched, and subconsciously began to seriously look at the man in front of him.

"I know that Vice President Huang's parents are ordinary people. It's not easy for you to get to this point, but your ability is far more than that. It just so happens that I know a few people, and you may have heard their names."

Vice Principal Huang approached Yang Zile subconsciously. Yang Zile lowered his head and said a few names in Vice Principal Huang's ear.

Vice-principal Huang's breathing suddenly became disordered.

"I want to introduce Vice President Huang. I don't know if Vice President Huang has any intentions in this regard." Yang Zile smiled gracefully and was confident.

"What... do you want?" Vice President Huang was a little uneasy. After working for so long, he knew very well that everything was clearly priced, and the conditions Yang Zile offered were far beyond his ability.

Yang Zile looked at Luo Lan.

Vice-principal Huang immediately walked to the boy, and found that the boy was looking at the photos of previous principals on the wall, and finally fixed his eyes on the penultimate photo.

"This is Principal Mei who served from 2057 to 2059." Vice-Principal Huang immediately introduced, "After he was promoted, he was first transferred to the department, and then he was transferred to the Vice-Principal of Z University. He seems to be planning to be promoted again recently. The future is boundless."

Vice-principal Huang's tone was filled with obvious envy.

"Vice Principal Huang, I think this position is more suitable for you." Yang Zile stepped forward and smiled.

Vice-principal Huang was taken aback, but after a little thought, he understood what Yang Zile meant.

"But, but he..." Vice President Huang hesitated to speak.

"Vice-principal Huang, we know that we don't speak dark words. The position of the vice-principal of No. [-] Middle School has been watched by a lot of people, but you can sit here firmly, which shows that you have your own way, and you can make these principals unable to do so. Shaken." Yang Zile's smile became brighter, and he spoke faster.

"If you still don't remember it, I can remind you that your chance of promotion is in the small box under the bed in your small bedroom."

Vice President Huang's expression changed, and he hurried forward to close the door of the honor room.

"How would you know!" Vice President Huang's eyes showed a little fear. He had never told anyone about this, not even his own wife!

"If you don't know a little bit about the situation, how dare you come to see you." Yang Zile maintained a perfect smile.

The reason why this vice principal Huang was able to sit firmly in his position was nothing more than a routine.

When the new principal came, he tried to pretend that he was harmless and unknown, but in private, he was collecting information about the new principal's extortion or lust, as a life-saving talisman.

As long as the new principal doesn't move him, everything will be fine, but as long as he is touched, Vice Principal Huang will take out something to keep his position.

And those things were arranged in a small box under the bed in his small bedroom at home.

When the secret was discovered, Vice President Huang was startled and terrified. He subconsciously looked at the surveillance camera, but suddenly realized that this thing had been asked to be turned off by the teenager before entering the Hall of Glory.

A net was cast quietly, Vice President Huang hesitated for a long time, his eyes fell on the photos of previous principals on the wall.

I donate no less than others, but my photos are not even qualified to be hung on the wall. Every time someone comes, I have to worry about it. I have no background and connections. If I lose, I can only fall into the deep In the pit!

Vice-principal Huang moved his gaze, and slowly looked at the young man. There was something in his eyes, and he became firmer a little bit.

Coming out of the hall of honor, Vice President Huang took the three of them on a field trip. Lorraine even walked into the girl's former classroom, but there was no breath of the girl's soul here.

"Principal Huang." Seeing someone coming, the homeroom teacher walked quickly with a smile on his face.

"These people are here to visit the campus." Vice President Huang briefly introduced.

The homeroom teacher nodded, feeling a little strange in his heart. I don't know why, but I always feel that Vice Principal Huang seems to be a little different today, as if... his waist is stiff?

"Hello, teacher." Lorraine stepped forward gently and smiled slightly, "I have something, can I consult you?"

The head teacher subconsciously looked at Vice Principal Huang, who nodded to the head teacher, "Say everything you know."

"Okay." The head teacher nodded to the boy.

"Do you have a student named Wen Qiqi?"

When the head teacher heard the name, regret flashed in his eyes, "It's my student."

"What was the name of the boy who asked to sit next to her back then." Lorraine smiled.

"How do you know about this?" The head teacher was a little surprised.

The boy smiled without saying a word.

The homeroom teacher bit his lower lip, subconsciously glanced at Vice Principal Huang again, and the other party nodded immediately, showing no intention of hiding anything.

"He... I remember it clearly because he failed the exam in the first year, and then he repeated it for another year." The teacher in charge looked up at the boy, "His name is Chen Mingze, and he likes Wen Qiqi very much. It's a puppy love, and the two children are good at studying, so I didn't say much."

Vice-principal Huang subconsciously glared at the head teacher.

"Chen Mingze once pleaded for Wen Qiqi on my behalf. At that time, it seemed that the money in the class was lost. Most people suspected Wen Qiqi. He came to me and said he was willing to use his own money to make up for it, begging me Come out and settle this matter." The head teacher sighed, "Unfortunately, those things still happened in the end."

"Where is he now?" Yang Zile asked.

"He, he repeated his studies for another year and was admitted to a free teacher's school. He should be a sophomore this year." The class teacher wrote out the name of a university and handed it to the boy.

"In those days, there was another girl who was closer to Wen Qiqi, her name was Zhang Feng, and she was admitted to Z University." The class teacher couldn't bear to recall what happened back then. It would have been nice to stop Mi Yangyue's parents and not let them see Principal Mei."

Lorraine accepted the note and nodded to the head teacher, "Thank you."

Everything that needs to be done has been done. Before leaving, Yang Zile left the contact information with Vice President Huang. Luo Lan sat in the back row, looking at the note in his hand, his eyes moved slightly.

Wen Qiqi's soul is not in Yizhong, nor is it with Zihao or Mi Yangyue, and there are very few places to look for now.

Chen Mingze went to a free teacher's school, but this free teacher's school was in another province, too far away from Z City. After Wen Qiqi sacrificed, her soul could not be too far away from the sacrifice place, so it was definitely impossible to go with Chen Mingze.

Now there is only one and a half options left, the sacrificial place and the Z University where Zhang Feng is located. The reason why I say half is because the first place Luo Lan went to was the Z University Library, and he also passed the Z University teaching building and Boys' dormitories, but Wen Qiqi's soul was not felt in those places.

Large Z covers a large area, half of which Lorraine has never been to.

Lorraine let the car drive across a bridge, and let the car stop here for a long time. Lorraine stood by the bridge, looking down at the river below.

The afterglow of dusk fell into the river water, and the shattered light floated. The faint fishy smell of the river rose with a little coolness, swept across the young man's cheeks, and raised a few strands of black hair.

Now, only half of the options are left.

"Human beings are really strange." Yang Zile stood beside Luo Lan, admiring the sunset in front of him.

"Some human beings would rather burn themselves to illuminate others, but some human beings insist on extinguishing the light of others."

Lorraine looked at the flowing river without speaking.

Back at Rong's house, there was a strange smell in the room. Lorraine changed his shoes, and saw Si Lingyin, who was wearing an apron, struggling to shovel a lump of stuff in the pot onto the plate.

"I did a little experiment." Si Lingyin smiled and put the fried dish in front of Lorraine, "This is the most decent one, Lorraine, try it!"

Looking at the plate of unknown things in front of him, Lorraine remained silent for a long time, tentatively picked up the chopsticks, picked up a small piece, and put it in his mouth.

"How is it?" Si Lingyin's eyes were filled with anticipation.

Lorraine raised his head slowly, with complicated eyes, "Are you telling the truth?"

"Hmm!" Si Lingyin nodded repeatedly.

"There is no such thing in hell." Lorraine took out a piece of paper, and spit out the bitter and strange smell from his mouth.

"It's not that serious, is it? I followed Grandma's procedure." Si Lingyin picked up a chopstick unwillingly and put it in her mouth.

"Ugh!" Si Lingyin burst into tears, threw the chopsticks and went straight to the bathroom, retching for a full ten minutes.

When he came out again, Si Lingyin had already realized everything, and quickly ordered takeaway.

Early the next morning, after Lorraine used up a whole bottle of mouthwash, he sat down at the dining table. Rong Hua Fugui had returned from the hospital and was showing off his cooking skills.

"For breakfast today, there are diced milk and fruit, fresh meat steamed buns, brown sugar glutinous rice cakes, and mixed melon strips~"

Lorraine looked at the meal in front of him, looked up at Ronghua Fugui, and felt that this person was very pleasing to the eye.

The mellow aroma of the milk is paired with the sweetness of the fruit. Lorraine had just taken a few sips when he heard movement in the bedroom on the first floor.

"Si Shen?" Si Lingyin looked over, a little puzzled, "Last night, you came back so late, and you took sleeping pills, why did you wake up so early?"

"I... am not sleepy." The wheelchair slowly advanced to the dining table, and Rong Huafugui moved away the original dining chair where Rong Sishen was, so that Rong Sishen could sit in his original position without hindrance.

Lorraine continued to enjoy breakfast without looking up.

From time to time, his eyes followed him, and Luo Lan turned a blind eye to it. He picked up a piece of brown sugar glutinous rice cake sprinkled with soybean powder. It was sweet and soft, and the brown sugar aroma was strong.

After eating one piece, Luolan picked up another piece. The tip of the chopsticks was stained with a mixture of brown sugar juice and soybean powder. Luolan licked the tip of the chopsticks lightly. When he was about to pick up another piece, there was a sudden sound of bowls and chopsticks colliding from the opposite side. It was unusually loud at the dining table.

Everyone looked at the source of the sound, and saw Rong Sishen hastily picked up the fallen cup in his hand, moved the dishes away in a daze, lowered his head to wipe the milk and fruit poured out of the cup, his ears were red.