A university that can't even hold a stray dog can hold a person? 》。”

"Tut Tut, this hat is well covered." The old way evaluates the way.

"At that time, because the students hung banners to protest and obstruct our actions, the last thing was over and could not go on."

The man wiped his mouth, but moved his glass aside, so he dared to pat the table hard to vent his dissatisfaction:

"the worst thing is that last week, two female students were attacked by a group of stray dogs at school at night, and both were bitten and sent to the hospital!

Then the school investigated the responsibility, became my responsibility, opened me directly! "

The man slapped the table hard again,

"I was not convinced, I was really not convinced. When I was going to take the security guard to solve this problem, not only the students in the school scolded me, but also a large group of people scolded me on the Internet, for which I was criticized and punished.

Now that the stray dog bites, it's me who is responsible. It's my dereliction of duty again. "

The old man heard that and clapped his hand on the shoulder of the man.

"There's no way to do that, after all, protecting small animals is now 'politically correct'."

Xu Qinglang made a fruit plate and pushed it to the man. It was a consolation to him.

The man complained for a while, and then walked out of the bookstore. It's not clear whether he would continue to go to a small restaurant to get drunk or go home to sleep.

Lao Dao turned to Xu Qinglang and said, "Lao Xu, what's the right thing you just said?"

"Politically correct."

"Oh, yes, that's the thing. Now I feel that I hate this word. I used to be blocked in the studio several times. For this reason, I said that I satirized which group or what. It's inexplicable. I can't even speak easily. If I don't pay attention to it, I hurt who and who. Why are these people so glassy?"

Lao Dao's live broadcast is very popular even though he is old.

"Political correctness is needed." But now it's more and more deformed and abused.

When society's emotional protection of certain groups exceeds the pursuit of truth, it means something is wrong with it. "

"Yes, that's the feeling. Boss, you're brilliant. I can't. I have to find a pen and paper to record it and make a good understanding."

Lao Dao knows his job responsibilities. Cleaning is secondary. It's his job to give the boss "66666" when he needs it.

"Well, don't talk about this. What do you have for lunch?" Zhou Ze asked Xu Qinglang.

"Fried egg with leek, fried fungus with leek, fried sliced meat with leek, fried bullwhip with leek, fried egg soup with leek..."

"Well?" Zhou Ze.

"Make it up for you. I was tired last night." Xu Qinglang gives a concerned look.

“…………” Zhou Ze.

Ah,

hesitated for a long time,

Zhou Ze looked and found that the white warbler was still focusing on the glory of the dead,

he nodded implicitly.

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ask for the wave monthly pass, help the library to go back to the top ten of the general list,

long rolls to ask for the monthly pass,

roll over

………… Roll over

In a word,

the monthly ticket fired at the dragon!