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When Mingcheng put down his hand, he gritted his teeth secretly in pain again, reluctantly endured it, and only followed Minglou's instructions, walked around the desk, walked to the side of Minglou's chair and stood up.

"Put your hands on the table." Ming Lou ordered.

Mingcheng leaned forward and stabilized the table with his right hand, but he didn't dare to put his left hand on it, and even slightly flexing his palm caused terrific pain.

It's just that Mingcheng has no time to worry about the pain in his hands.He had just settled into a good posture when Minglou had already stood up, and the iron ruler in his hand fell on his buttocks that were raised due to his body leaning forward.

Although separated by a layer of trousers, the sudden sharp pain still made Mingcheng almost cry out in pain.

The length and weight of this iron ruler is really suitable, it runs across Mingcheng's upturned buttocks, falls down, and bounces up again.

Mingcheng knows how heavy the big brother's hands are.Every time the iron ruler is pulled down, it will make Mingcheng feel terrible pain.

Cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and the sound of "pop" and "pop" echoed in the empty office.

After one blow, a purlin must be erected.Mingcheng imagined his injury, gritted his teeth, and scattered the pain in his body with wild thoughts.

The professors' offices are located on separate floors of the teaching building.Although Mingcheng was not worried about being bumped into by the students, the noise should be enough to startle the professors in the adjacent office.

However, even if they were alarmed, no one would intervene.

The reform of the school system in the past two years does not advocate the use of lynching and corporal punishment by professors and beating students.The bamboo boards that were originally provided uniformly to the professors were also taken back.

But this custom will not disappear immediately, and many professors will occasionally beat students in the office for various reasons.

The most commonly used by economics professors is the iron ruler that Minglou is using now.This was originally a teaching aid for the professors of the Department of Mathematics, but because of the close relationship between the Department of Economics and the Academic Affairs Office of the Department of Mathematics, the professors of the Department of Economics also received one.

As far as Mingcheng knew, the utilization rate of Minglou's iron ruler was not high. Apart from beating him, Minglou had never used it to punish other students.

The iron ruler hit me very painfully.Even on the thickest buttocks, the pain is still unbearable.Mingcheng can be very sure that tonight, the chance of him being able to sit and eat is already zero.

"Respect and politeness, these two precious qualities, I hope you will show them not only to me, but also to other respectable and respectable people. This is also the rule of Ming family disciples." The iron ruler was pulled down very rhythmically, and his words to Mingcheng were also very rhythmic.

"Yes. Ah Cheng remembered it." Mingcheng took a breather and said respectfully.

When Mingcheng stood up straight, he felt tears were about to fall.It hurts so much, on the buttocks, in the palms of the hands, and in the throat.It is not easy to endure these pains without saying a word.

It's almost time to get off work.While drinking tea, Minglou said to Mingcheng who was standing straight in front of the window thinking, "Go and pack your things. I have already told Mr. Pierre that we will officially leave the school from tomorrow."

"Yes." When Mingcheng moved his legs a little, he felt cold sweat again.

"It really hurts so much, I need to have a longer memory." Minglou didn't feel distressed at all, and his tone was very cold.

"Yes." Mingcheng agreed, and went to the table next to him to pack his things first.

In fact, there is nothing to clean up. Mingcheng, like Minglou, is a clean and tidy person, and no matter where he is, he is always ready to evacuate, and there is not much to clean up.

However, this office is still worthy of Mingcheng's nostalgia, after all, he has spent nearly a year here.

Mingcheng endured the pain in his hands, and took the coat and briefcase for Minglou.Mingcheng didn't take the iron ruler away, but just wiped it clean and put it on the desk.

After all, it belongs to office supplies, besides, the new professor may also need to use it to hit the palms of the students.

The bell for leaving get off work rang, and the professors came out of their offices to bid farewell to Minglou.Minglou exchanged greetings with the professors in a very polite and cultivated manner.

No one would mention Mingcheng's lesson, although many people knew it well.Although Mingcheng was terribly embarrassed, the place where he was beaten was still burning hot, but he couldn't show it at all, and he kept smiling, nodding and paying respects to the professors frequently.

The old professor who had a verbal dispute with Mingcheng came over deliberately, and said to Mingcheng: "Young man, I think you should have learned a lesson from what happened today."

Mingcheng nodded politely and said, "Yes, I really have a deep understanding of what it means to be defensive."

The old professor was embarrassed by Mingcheng's words.It's just that the voices between the two were very low, and Mingcheng was smiling again, with a calm expression on his face. People who didn't know thought that the two had already shaken hands and made peace, and the previous grievances were settled.

The beautiful and quiet campus must finally leave.Minglou and Mingcheng walked through the teaching building, the playground, and the parking lot next to the library, feeling a little reluctant in their hearts.

When they got to the car door, Mingcheng opened the car door for Minglou.

"Can you drive?" Minglou asked.

"Yes." Mingcheng replied.After Minglou got in, he closed the car door and got into the driver's cab himself.However, as soon as his butt hit the seat, Mingcheng almost didn't jump up, it hurt... Even if the car cushion was soft, his buttocks still hurt like hell.

"Does it hurt?" Minglou asked.Anyone can see that there is a problem with Mingcheng's sitting on pins and needles.

"A little bit." Mingcheng replied very modestly.

Minglou couldn't help laughing.Mingcheng saw his elder brother's smile in the rearview mirror, but felt relieved, as long as his elder brother doesn't get angry.

"Let me drive." Ming Lou said, "You lie down in the back for a while."

"You don't need to drive." Mingcheng said a little angrily: "If you really love me, can you be gentler in the future?"

"I'll try my best." Minglou nodded.

However, Mingcheng soon regretted his decision. The pain in the sitting part had just subsided a little, when his left hand touched the steering wheel, he immediately felt another burst of piercing pain.

Mingcheng didn't make a sound, just kept silent, started the car, and drove out steadily.In fact, Mingcheng's driving skills are superb, and he can drive with one hand.It's just that he didn't dare to act presumptuously in front of Minglou.

When Mingcheng's car drove home, the car rented by Mingtai and his eldest sister Mingjing was unloading in the yard.Useful and useless, a bunch of big and small bags.Ah Xiang was carrying a few boxes and was about to enter the house, when she saw Minglou's car driving in, she stood aside, waiting to say hello.

Mingtai was also very happy, and greeted: "Brother, Brother Acheng, you are back just in time. Come and help."

Minglou and Mingcheng walked over and greeted Mingjing together.

"Why did you buy so many things?" Minglou was annoyed and funny: "Want to move the department store?" He said, and had already taken a few boxes from the eldest sister Mingjing.

Ming Jing smiled and said, "I'm happy today. Mingtai's exam went well, let's buy something to celebrate."

Mingtai also has a few boxes in his hand, and there are a few more on the ground.When he saw Mingcheng, he immediately handed a large packing box to Mingcheng: "Brother Acheng, take it quickly, these are the new leather shoes that the elder sister bought for you."

Mingcheng was still carrying Minglou's briefcase and his own leather bag, and Mingtai didn't even look at it, just threw the wrapped shoe box over.He had to raise his hand to catch it.The box was very heavy, and it hit Mingcheng's injured hand, causing him to frown in pain, and almost dropped the box on the ground, enduring the pain, and held the box firmly.

Mingtai didn't pay attention to Mingcheng's expression, and threw another box over: "This is a camel belt from the United States, it's my compensation for you."

Mingcheng had no choice but to catch the box containing the belt again.

"And a watch." Mingtai dug out another one, and wanted to put it on top of the box in Mingcheng's hand.

"Okay, you let the eldest sister buy it, and take it in yourself." Minglou stopped Mingtai, put the box in his hand into Mingtai's hand, and took the top two boxes from Mingcheng's hand. Ming Jing said: "Sister, you are tired. Let's go into the room."

Mingtai immediately pouted at Mingjing and said, "Elder sister, look at elder brother, you will know that you love Brother Ah Cheng and want to exhaust me to death."

Mingjing blamed Minglou and said, "How can Mingtai get it alone? Fortunately, Mingtai still thinks about you and Ah Cheng, and chose a lot of gifts for you."

Over there Ah Xiang had already brought some boxes into the house, and came back again, busy helping Mingtai with the boxes in her hand: "Young Master, I will help you. Master Ah Cheng has been working outside for a day, and it is very hard."

"My eldest sister and I bought things for a day, and we have worked very hard." Mingtai said, regardless of the boxes, he went to take Ming Jing's arm: "Come on, eldest sister, I will accompany you into the house."

Ming Jing was dragged into the house by Ming Tai, and he didn't forget to turn around and say to Ming Lou: "Bring in all the boxes."

Mingcheng said to Minglou: "Brother, I have more energy than I want, you have worked hard." After speaking, he also entered the room.

Minglou had no choice but to turn around and help Axiang get the box.The two of them hugged a pile before they took them all and went into the house.

Ming Jing sat resting on the sofa, and Ming Tai was unpacking the box: "Anyway, it's going to be used right away, why are you packing it so tightly?"

Ming Jing just laughed, telling Ming Tai to slow down, so as not to scratch his hand.Mingcheng had already put away his and Minglou's briefcases, and said to Mingjing, "Sister, I'm going to make tea."

Minglou came in to put down the box, greeted the elder sister, "I'll go upstairs and change first." Minglou liked cleanliness very much, and was always well-groomed and spotless.

Mingcheng turned on the faucet, and cold water rushed over his still red and swollen palms, stinging.He raised his left hand, blew gently, and carefully wiped his hand with a towel.Fortunately, the right hand is fine. Boiling water and pouring tea can be done with one hand.

When Mingcheng returned to the living room, Minglou had already come down.Mingcheng came out with a tea tray in his right hand and put it on the sofa table: "Big sister, big brother drink tea, I'll help Ah Xiang cook."

"Your hands are inconvenient, so don't do it today." Minglou said, "Mingtai is going to help Ah Xiang."

"Brother Ah Cheng, what's wrong with your hand?" Mingtai was taking a belt out of the box, and after hearing Minglou's words, he looked up at Mingcheng.

Mingcheng blushed: "It's nothing."

Mingjing greeted Mingcheng and said, "Cheng, come here and let the elder sister take a look."

Mingcheng had no choice but to come over and stand upright on the side of the sofa, but unconsciously wanted to hide his left hand behind his back: "It's okay, big sister."

"Oh, brother Ah Cheng, you come with the eldest sister." Mingtai stood up from the sofa, wanting to grab Mingcheng.

Minglou stopped Mingtai, and said with a smile, "Brother Ah Cheng, it's better to stand."

Mingjing looked at Minglou: "Did you hit Ah Cheng?"

"It's just cleaning up the family tradition." Minglou nodded.

Mingcheng's face turned red again.