Chapter Seventy-Seven: Brother Is Red Again?
Put the two drunkards in, looking at the wooden floor that was full of vomit, Yang Fan pinched his nose and cleaned the house well.
"Alas, it feels like raising two ancestors. β
He sighed in his heart, and felt that these two guys were really too lazy, especially Ye Qingyu, in the past week, he had never seen this woman do serious things.
"No, I have to talk to Brother Li, I can't let the two of them fool around like this anymore. Otherwise, Xiao Yu will be damaged by then. β
I sent a message to Brother Li, and just wanted to put my mobile phone in my pocket and start cultivating, when there was a dingdong, Yang Fan looked at the text message, and it turned out to be from home.
In other words, when I came to this semester, at the beginning, because I was not familiar with the entire school environment, I naturally felt a little panicked in my heart.
Because there is nowhere to vent, this anger is naturally vented on his relatives.
In the end, if his parents want to send him a text message or make a phone call, they have to consider one or two.
After all, the old man said well, and his son can't help it when he grows up.
"Xiaofan, are you coming back for the New Year? Your mother and I have prepared your favorite wild duck meat, will you come back this year?"
The corners of Yang Fan's eyes were a little moist, and he couldn't help but think of his previous time.
Pouring a glass of water from the kettle in the living room, he took it to the balcony. But I was surprised to see that I don't know when, there was a bright yellow full moon hanging in the sky.
When I looked again, the thick clouds were gone, and the stars that shone with infinite light were obscured by the light of the moon.
"Dad, Mom!" Yang Fan muttered to himself.
Think about the days after the college entrance examination, I swore that I would definitely get a good score for my family, but in the end, because of some low-level mistakes, I could only go to a third-rate school.
After knowing the news, his parents did not blame Yang Fan, but Yang Fan, who was strong, blamed himself very much in his heart, and this kind of self-blame gradually transformed into no one caring about himself without mentioning it.
Anyway, Yang Fan thought so at the time, so he actually applied for this school himself.
And his hometown is actually in Xinyang, Henan. Xinyang, the southernmost part of Henan Province, is an ordinary prefecture-level city in the upper reaches of the Huai River.
As one of the top ten famous teas, Xinyang Maojian has a fresh aroma in the inner quality of the tea, and the bottom of the leaves is tender and green evenly lined, brewing it has a unique taste.
This is also why, he can see at a glance that Gao Yu was holding the bag of tea when he came.
Hot tears also flowed, and Yang Fan edited on his phone: "I'm sorry, Mom and Dad." I will definitely go home for the Chinese New Year this year, my son is very good outside, but I feel a little sorry for the second elder. However, don't worry, my major is very good, and now I'm outside, I'm doing an internship, and I still get a salary for a month. β
Yang Fan felt that he was really a beast sometimes. He didn't even tell his family about the major he applied for, but made his own opinion. When it was time to go to school, he asked his parents for 40,000 yuan.
Mom and Dad didn't even think about it, so they handed him the money.
"Hehe, now that I think about my behavior at that time, it's really stupid and cute!"
Looking at the bright moon in the sky, the tears on Yang Fan's face were dripping and making a slight sound on the wooden floor.
The breeze blew, and a few pots of flowers and plants that had long since withered made a sneering sound, as if in response to his current mood.
Hearing the snoring from the room, Yang Fan smiled and felt warm in his heart.
At least, you have friends with you, don't you?
Early the next morning, I bought breakfast as usual, and I wanted to go to the radio station after a comfortable breakfast, but I didn't expect to receive a text message from the leader, asking him to rush back to the station immediately.
Because the time was relatively rushed, and there were too many people in the morning rush hour, Yang Fan got on the bus for the first time, and as for the subway, don't even think about it. At this time, it is estimated that it is more crowded than zongzi.
On the bus, Yang Fan pulled the pull ring in one hand and held his mobile phone in the other, browsing suspense and thriller books on major websites.
Looking at his face, he kept smiling. He guessed not wrong at all, even the novels of the fantasy city that are liked by most readers have not developed and formed a certain number of masterpieces, not to mention these relatively niche books, and there is not even a phenomenal pioneering work at all.
Suddenly, Yang Fan felt that he was suddenly pushed by a force behind him, looked to the side, and saw a middle-aged man, who was very apologetic and said, "I'm sorry, big brother bumped into you, I'm really embarrassed!"
Looking at the figures of the two of them, as well as the clothes on their bodies, it is obvious that they are working at a construction site on the side.
"It's fine. β
Moved to the side, Yang Fan gave the other party a smile.
After thanking the two, they also leaned over a little and started talking.
After three or four minutes, one of the older ones suddenly slapped the younger one on the back and said, "Little Liuzi, you stole someone last night, why can you fall asleep on the bus?"
Another young man called Xiao Liuzi touched his head sleepily, looked at his eldest brother, and smiled bitterly.
"Brother, you don't know, I didn't sleep all night yesterday, so I'm sleepy now. β
"Why, if you marry a daughter-in-law, you don't know moderation? Brother tells you, brother is from the past, and at this point, you have to know moderation. We are all working hard, you said that one day if you can't work, the mother-in-law and the baby's food and clothes, what can you do!" The middle-aged man seems to know this kind of thing, and he shouldn't say it in public, so he lowered his voice and said in that person's ear.
The young man's face suddenly blushed, "Brother, what are you talking about." I listened to a show last night and was scared all night and didn't fall asleep. β
"The show, what kind of show, can scare our little six sons who are not afraid of heaven and earth. The middle-aged man said with a smile, but his face was completely disbelieving.
"Really, brother, everything I said is true. It's the literary channel broadcast in that province, what is the book called...... It seems to be some kind of thief...... Tombs, tomb robberies or what?"
"You're talking about the tomb robbery notes in the "Midnight Terror" column of the literary frequency, right?" said the middle-aged man with a smile.
As soon as he said this, Yang Fan's eyes suddenly lit up, but he didn't expect that he had only broadcast it once, and some people listened to it, and he was so scared that he didn't fall asleep all night.
Hehe, that's embarrassing!
Yang Fan was very proud in his heart, but on the surface, he still pretended to be indifferent, but sharpened his ears and began to listen to the two talk.
"Yes, that's it. Brother, you also know that I don't usually listen to the radio, and I don't think it's interesting. If it weren't for the fact that my son came from the countryside yesterday and slept in the same room with me, and he turned on the radio, I wouldn't have listened. β
"Well, this book sounds relatively new, and the stories used to be so clichΓ© that you get tired of reading too much. β
"That's, but that anchor is too immoral, and he left three questions in a row last night, which is not sure to hook us. β
"Well, don't you say that I forgot what his name is, what is his name Yang, Yang Fan, right!"
"Yes, it's this stinky boy, it's just an appetite. β
"Hehe, will you listen tonight?"
"Listen, of course, I want to know what is coming out of that deep hole. β
"I'd like to know what the hell is that blood-colored figure crawling out of it, and the bullets can't even hit it. β
They were talking, but they didn't know at all that they had been listened to by Yang Fan.
Automatically filtering out the arrangement of two people, Yang Fan was happy, and after waiting for a few stations, there were fewer people on the car, and the seats were vacant.
Yang Fan took the lead, and before a woman with a bag walked in front, he took a stride and sat on one side of his body.
He turned a blind eye to the girl's eye roll.
Yang Fan knew that it was indeed not very kind to occupy a seat like this, but his heart was itching now, and he wanted to know what level he was now, and he wanted to enter the system space and take a good look.
Sitting in his seat, his eyes slowly closed, and his body had already arrived in the system space.
Pulling open his main page, he looked at the big golden words on it, and couldn't help but feel a little anxious.
[Advanced Intelligent Lifeform: Yang Fan]
Draw Space No. 001, Level: 2
Fame Points: 2,360,000
This prestige value is of course a huge amount of money for him before. But after the lottery space is upgraded, now one thing is worth hundreds of thousands, and his more than 2 million is not enough to see.
And he has vaguely noticed that his prestige points are slowly fading, although there is also a slight increase, but not much.
"No, you must make a name for yourself as soon as possible. However, you must also keep your identity, if you are caught by Brilliant Entertainment, you really don't even have a chance to turn over. Yang Fan thought so in his heart, but his brain had already begun to spin rapidly.
When he finally arrived downstairs at the company, he glanced at the pancakes in his hand, sighed, stuffed them into his bag, and hurried upstairs.
As soon as he entered the office, looking at these listless colleagues, Yang Fan's eyes narrowed into a slit.
Today's young people, look, what is the difference between those who can't carry them on their shoulders and can't carry them in their hands and those embroidered pillows in ancient times?
Look at yourself again, although there are no muscles on your body, you will inevitably have some small belly on your stomach. But, we still have talent, don't we?
What the?
You say that our talent was stolen from others, and we can't do it?
Then who knows, anyway, as long as you're thick-skinned, everything is not a problem, right?
Bah!
Not a few steps after Yang Fan walked into the office, a colleague who was closer to the door greeted him with a smile.
"Good morning, Xiao Yang. β
"Hello Mr. Liu, you are so polite!"
"Brother Yang, you are so handsome, I regret that I walked a little fast yesterday, and I didn't see your sassy and heroic appearance!"
"Brother lifted, thank you......"
"That is, Brother Yang went up first yesterday, and they didn't even have the manuscript in their hands, so they talked there for an hour. β
"An hour off script, you're kidding, right?"
"I'm kidding, you ask, you ask, those colleagues yesterday, everyone saw it with their own eyes, this kind of thing can't be faked. β
"Yes, I saw it with my own eyes. Teacher Xiao Yang didn't even change his breath for an hour, and basically finished telling a story very fluently. β
"I said that you are really rare and weird, and if this kind of thing is put on someone else, it will definitely not be possible. But Mr. Xiao Yang is the author of this book, and Mr. Xiao Yang must have been familiar with the content in it. β
Everyone was arguing there, and someone pointed out this original in a timely manner, and everyone shut up in unison, because there was really nothing to say.
Saying hello to everyone, he can be regarded as having a foothold, Yang Fan thought of his table, took a cup and a glass of water to drink, but he didn't expect a pockmarked girl to run in front of him.
"Teacher Yang, I see that your face is full of sweat, you must have come by bus, come and drink a hot drink, I got you warm water, and some glucose was added to it, you can drink it while it's hot." β
"And yes, here's your clothes...... Seeing that your clothes are a little dirty, I went back to wash them for you last night, you don't mind, do you?"