Chapter 4: The price of punctuality

Mosen carefully controlled his stride, not too fast or too slow as far as possible, and looked directly at the front, and would not look left or right at all.
Was found to be really embarrassing before, but for now, Mo Sen feels that if he has nothing to do with this behavior, he can hit at least 90 points. Where did he know that his performance of "Nine Tenths" actually made his walking extremely contrived, causing Lu Ping's laughter and the next storm in the classroom.
Mosen didn't even know. With a 90-degree attitude, he finally walked to a distance he thought was far enough. This is where I looked back, and I started thinking about what to do next. As a result, Lu Ping jumped out of the window.
Stink boy, half of the class actually ran away!
Mosen was furious and completely forgot that Lu Ping had never been in class. The first half was an extremely rare situation in the past three years.
But when he saw Lu Ping walking on the deserted road, Mosen suddenly thought about it.
This ... seems like an opportunity?
Students are mostly concentrated in classes in the Fengfeng Building, and very few people are active in the college. When Luping is called to a remote place at this time, can't the risk be minimized?
That ’s right.
A plan quickly came to Mawson's mind. He speeded up his movement, before going round and round, after sorting out his mood behind a big tree, he walked towards Luping casually.
"Eh, Mr. Mosen? Encountered again." Lu Ping and Mosen greeted, looking surprised.
"Aren't you in class? Why did you come here?" Mosen asked with a frown. This was the opening remark he had planned in advance. He felt very natural and very reasonable.
"Oh, the students said that if you don't want to attend the class, please go out, and I will come out." Lu Ping said.
"Uh ..." This frankly unanswerable answer made Mawson forget.
"Don't learn without skills!" He finally thought of what he should say and criticized severely.
Lu Ping smiled.
"Anyway, you're fine, I'll do you a favor for a while. I can forgive you a little when I trample on my sleeping fire lotus." Mosen started his plan.
"Oh, okay, what's the matter?" Lu Ping asked.
Is easy to hook! Mosen was proud, and then said, "Ten, no, or ten thirty, go to the garden in the Northwest District, do you know where?"
"I know."
"Well, half past ten, don't forget." Mosen urged.
"Actually, I'm fine now, why not go now?" Lu Ping said.
'S unexpected answer suddenly made Mosen a little flustered. Of course not in the past now, he has to be prepared because he wants to make all this an accident.
"No!" Mosen quickly said in a firm and undoubted tone, "I don't need you now, come back at ten thirty, that's it."
"Then ... Okay!" Lu Ping hesitated, and finally accepted Morson's arrangement.
Mosen breathed out of his heart and nodded: "Okay, so be it!"
"Yes, Mr. Mosen goodbye."
"Well." Mosen nodded and watched Lu Ping leave until he could not see his figure. Roundabout, speeding up, heading straight to the northwest of the college. This garden is the most biased place in the Fengfeng College, and the garden planning is not very good. But that was the job of a landscape architect, and Morsen was a landscape architect. Planting and cultivating various flowers and trees is his specialty. Mossen would come here often for this less popular garden. He does some strange cultivation experiments here, and he is quite familiar with it.
At this time, there will never be anyone here.
Mosen arrived, and confirmed the time: 9:35. So I was more convinced how consciously I pushed the time from ten o'clock to ten thirty.
Fifty-five minutes, should it be enough?
Mosen had a plan to create an accident. He decided to use a viewing pavilion in the garden to get started. This pavilion has been old for a long time. No one should be surprised if it collapses. All he has to do is to make this fit his needs.
Studied the structure of the viewing pavilion, and Morsen began to do it. Busy, sweating and tossing, time flies faster, and Mossen glanced at the time after completing the first part of the project.
10:15!
Has it been forty minutes? Mosen was shocked. The time consumption exceeded his imagination. He completely overestimated his demolition ability. How dare not to use the means of courage, it will leave traces.
fifteen minutes! It seems a bit too late, but things are artificial.
Mosen didn't give up and speeded up. This efficiency has improved a lot, but it is undoubtedly very difficult to complete at 10:30.
Maybe, the kid will be late?
Mosen didn't want to give up halfway, considering various possibilities. He didn't stop, watching the way. It was half past ten, and Lu Ping did not show up. There was a ecstasy in Mosen's heart. This guy was not reliable, and he would be late. I still have a chance to complete it.
five minutes! Oops, it's almost close, but that guy hasn't arrived yet, and there's still time, you will be a fool later.
ten minutes! It's still almost. But people have n’t come yet. It ’s good. You will pay for your untimely credit. This is a wonderful irony.
fifteen minutes! Huh, it's done. This guy, who was 15 minutes late, is really unreliable, but because of this, he completely ruined his first line of life, which is really sad.
Mosen finished everything and took a breath. He was covered in sweat, but he didn't feel tired at all. He began to eagerly look forward to Lu Ping's arrival, expecting him to be knocked over by the collapsed viewing booth.
Wait for the guy to come, that's it, this is this ...
Mosen figured out his plan to lure Luping into the game, only to feel that everything was perfect.
Nine ten! Mo Sen was satisfied, and gave himself a high score of ninety again.
But in an instant, it was already eleven o'clock, half an hour had passed since the agreed time, but even Luping's shadow was not seen.
Is really bad, not keeping promises, not respecting time. Mosen counted Lu Ping fiercely under his heart, but after half an hour, Lu Ping still didn't show up.
Does this guy think it is ten thirty in the evening?
Think carefully, at that time I really forgot to emphasize that it was morning.
Wait until ten thirty in the evening? That's stupid, come again at night. But what if that guy is not waiting for the night, just simply, and is ashamed to be late for an hour?
Wait another hour!
Zuo Siyou thought, Mosen finally decided so. So, an hour later, Mo Sen left the Northwest Gardens tired and hungry. On the way to the college canteen, his legs were beaten.
Is old and has poor physical strength. Although the six souls have a realm of seventeen heavens, the spirits of strength closely related to physical qualities are not even one heaven. This is the inheritance of their family, and it is very slow in the perception of power.
Dare to use the power of the soul, relying solely on his physical strength, which is not easy for Mosen. There was still a sense of anticipation at the beginning, but the two-hour wait had exhausted this strength.
At this time, Mo Sen only wanted to eat a full meal, and then went back to sleep beautifully. The result happened to see Lu Ping and Su Tang walking out of the dining room and meeting him.
"Lu Ping!" Suddenly Mosen raised some spirits.
"Mr. Morson." The two greeted him together.
"I think you shouldn't forget what I told you?" Mosen said.
"Of course not." Lu Ping said.
Mosen felt a little relieved under his heart, and it seemed that this kid was treated as ten thirty in the evening.
"Don't forget." After Morson said, he really didn't want to say anything more, he just wanted to eat and rest as soon as possible. The result was about to leave, but I heard Su Tang asking Lu Ping: "What's the matter?"
Oops!
Mosen's heart suddenly tightened.
Careful! How can you say this in front of Su Tang? She asked this question, and Lu Pingyi said, there will be some accidents there at night, this, it is easy to make some associations?
Find a statement to come to an end?
Was thinking nervously, and suddenly someone on the avenue ran and yelled, "Not good!"
"How?" The shouts attracted many people's attention and chased them to ask.
"The viewing pavilion of No.18 Garden in Northwest District collapsed."
"Ah! Did anyone hurt anyone?"
"That's not there, but Mr. Hoff said after inspection that someone had destroyed the structure of the viewing pavilion."
"Ah? Who would do such a thing?"
"I do n’t know, I ’m still investigating. Teacher Hoff said that from the point of view of the destruction, this person obviously did n’t want to demolish the viewing pavilion.
"What else can I try to hurt?"
"Must be!"
"There will be such people in the college. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"
"Yeah, it's terrible, who will it be?"
"Did you see people passing there in the morning?"
"I do not know……"
The news broke up, and there were many different opinions. The students were all talking about this matter, and there were such voices passing by Mosen constantly.
"Mr. Morson, Mr. Morson?"
"Ah!" Mosen suddenly recovered, and found that Su Tang had not been around him for some time, and he didn't know how much he called.
"What's wrong with you? Your face is so ugly." Su Tang asked with concern.
"I ... I'm fine, I did a little work in the morning, a little tired, I need to rest." Mosen said.
"Then I will send you back?"
"No, no, just go by myself. You can do your favor!"
"Oh, then watch out!"
"Beware, beware ..." Mosen repeated these two words, which already had different meanings in his mind. How should this end? Going to confess to the college? I am trying to eliminate Su Tang's scum. The college will understand it ... No, if it is a personal purpose, maybe it is okay, but how can the purpose of the college kill a student directly because it affects another? This is completely morally untenable, and I have done it myself, a bit too much!
He was disturbed, and suddenly heard Lu Ping shouting behind him: "Mr. Mosen, do you still have to go to the No. 18 garden at night?"