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After Tian Yang arrived home, the house was empty, and he had just sat on the sofa for less than a minute when he received a signal from the contact headset requesting to receive a call.

"What's the matter?"

"Boss, I want to go back and see my father." Said the ninja in the contact headset.

"Go ahead. Tian Yang just said softly, and then hung up the contact headset. He calmed down, remembering that he hadn't visited his father for some time, and then he closed the door and walked in the direction of the people's hospital.

When he arrived at the gate of the hospital, Tian Yang happened to meet his grandfather who came to visit his father.

"Master."

Grandpa seemed to have something to say after seeing Tian Yang, but he didn't say anything, just asked Tian Yang to go out with him to buy food for Tian Yang's parents, Tian Yang followed, and the silence along the way made Tian Yang feel a little depressed, after all, no one wanted it to happen if something like this happened at home.

"You have to be mentally prepared."

Grandpa finally spoke, Tian Yang's heart seemed to be pressed by a stone, but he always had a cold expression. "Hmm."

The two returned to the hospital with a boxed lunch, and the foreign mother sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her father, who was originally thin, she seemed to have lost weight again, and even her hair was slightly whiter than before. Tian Yang looked at his father and didn't speak, his father's right hand, which had always been unable to be stretched out due to nerve compression, was still quietly placed in front of his right chest. In the end, the sound of the grandfather carrying the lunch bag still alarmed the napping foreign mother. "Boy."

Seeing her son, the foreign mother's originally weak eyes were a little brighter, but the result deepened her mentally exhausted appearance.

Somehow, the foreign father, who was originally closed, also opened his eyes and looked at Tian Yang, Tian Yang walked to his father's side, held his hand and wanted to talk to him.

"it."

Tian Yang has always been called this name since he was a child.

The foreign father looked at his son, and the expression on his face, which had been stiff, gradually laughed, and that kind of smile made Tian Yang want to hug his head and cry! But he couldn't.

"Uh-huh"

The foreign father seemed to answer his son with all his might, and the room fell silent again.

The next morning, Tian Yang dragged out of the hospital with exhaustion, and finally had a holiday, reducing a little burden on his mother, today his mother said that he wanted him to go back to school to review, Tian Yang had to listen to his mother's words, or went to school early, it was one o'clock in the afternoon, some students on campus still did not go home, most of them were because the way home was too far, so they simply passed at school, and some were parents who went out to work, except for sending money to their bank cards, there was not much contact.

After calming his mood, Tian Yang walked up the stairs on the fifth floor of the teaching building, because of class C, all class C was forcibly arranged by the school on the top floor (fifth floor) to class, half of the fifth floor is a classroom, half of it is an open-air cement floor, in order to prevent students from going to the cement floor, the school deliberately installed a semi-automatic iron door to separate the two sides, and then the iron door was completely closed, and the students' desire to stand there and look at the beautiful scenery in the distance was deprived alive.

Tian Yang stood in the corridor of his classroom, leaning on the railing, looking at the newly repaired art building and conference room, and turned his eyes to the students playing badminton on the playground.

People must always lose something, and then they will know that they will be lost.

Back in the classroom, the hour hand hanging on the blackboard pointed to the direction of 2 o'clock, the empty classroom, only countless books were stacked on each seat, Tian Yang sat in his seat, and took out a heavier book from the table, which was a sustenance he had for many years, a sustenance that could not be completed, and gently picked up the pen, Tian Yang began his life before entering the underworld again.

"It seems like it's been a long time since I've created"

Tian Yang thought silently, since stepping into the underworld, he has not had time to create, for the dream of his youth, he has always been persistent and unwilling to compromise with reality, except for his parents, I am afraid that only this dream has supported him for more than ten years. He silently picked up the pen and created. Only this kind of time, will make him forget to sleep and eat, regardless of the time, when he stopped writing, it was already time for some students to gather in the classroom, he gently covered the notebook, put it back in its place.

He habitually looked to the left and saw someone sitting with his hands crossed and facing his direction, tilting his head to look at him.

Tian Yang quickly straightened his head, thinking silently, he didn't seem to be messing with her, what was the situation......

Then, a note fell perfectly on Tian Yang's desk, and Tian Yang opened it and recognized Cheng Muxi's handwriting.

"The old dragon won't give up."

Tian Yang looked at the note and nodded, he knew that the director would definitely not let him go.

"If you want to play, I'll be with you to the end!" Tian Yang muttered in his heart, his eyes were cold, if someone saw his eyes at this time, he must be able to feel the cold breath.

When the preparatory bell rang, Tian Yang quickly ran to the platform in the middle of the corridor on the first floor, he was still a small lower-level member of the student union, in the officialdom, it is normal that there is no backstage and is not taken seriously, and he is also a senior in high school, and his identity is no longer a simple student, so he no longer has any illusions about the student union.

is still a routine weekly work, following the inspection discipline of the leader, Tian Yang was assigned to the third grade of the inspection high school, and just as everyone was about to leave, he met the director Lao Long at the entrance of the building. He was about to leave, as if he had seen someone in the group, and he coughed.

"I'll go with you, and go up and talk about something by the way."

No one cared about his words, but the director checked together, everyone was under pressure, Tian Yang also pretended to be casual and checked class by class, and when he checked the previous liberal arts class of his class, Lao Long's fat-headed and big-eared body deliberately blocked the road that Tian Yang just passed after the inspection, and at that time, many people in that class seemed to be cooperating, and no one was watching this scene.

Tian Yang deliberately stopped, deliberately checking the student's school badge, Lao Long happened to be shouted by the leader of the team to report the situation, Lao Long had to walk away again, the figure that was angry and didn't dare to show it, Tian Yang almost didn't laugh.

Along the way, Director Lao Long intended to make things difficult for him, but unfortunately Tian Yang managed not to hit his muzzle every time.

"You want me to make a fool of myself in front of everyone, are you thinking too much?" Tian Yang thought.

After the inspection, Tian Yang handed in the form and prepared to go back to the classroom, and just a few steps away, a voice came from behind him.

"It's not done yet, come with me." The director said.

Tian Yang followed him to the roof of the complex building, at this time the sky gradually darkened, Tian Yang had some slight night blindness and myopia, there were clearly two people standing there on the roof, but they couldn't see clearly, and one of the men who spoke made Tian Yang guess that the other party was Zheng Cheng. "If the director has nothing to do with me, I'll go back to class." "Stop, you and your unknown head teacher just left like that at that time, did you still take me as the director in your eyes?"

The old dragon said sharply, wanting to speak in his voice that all students feared. In fact, Tian Yang was afraid of his voice at the beginning, but now it is different. "Do you still want to study at the advanced level?"

Zheng Cheng suddenly spoke. "Yes." "I think you're acting like you!"

As soon as Zheng Cheng's words were finished, there were suddenly more than a dozen figures around.

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