Chapter XVII: Dignity

"Thank you, are you alright?"

While cleaning up the garbage on his body, Yang Fan looked up with the sound and saw a pair of beautiful eyes.

Those eyes seemed to have a magical power, and people couldn't extricate themselves from them, and those big eyes were full of worry and gratitude.

Yang Fan had never seen such beautiful eyes, and he was stupid for a while.

"Are you okay?" said the owner of those eyes worriedly, waking Yang Fan up from his obsession. Then Yang Fan's face turned red, and he said hesitantly, "It's okay, it's okay..."

Lan on the side pursed his lips in dissatisfaction and complained in a low voice, "It's really useless to take back what I just said." ”

"I don't really know what to do if you didn't step up. The woman bent down and bowed deeply to Yang Fan, expressing her gratitude.

"It's okay, it's okay, in broad daylight, I actually robbed the bag of a girl from a good family, and I and other good people must take action to stop the injustice in the world. Yang Fan actually chewed the words and said seriously, the original intention of escaping had long been left behind.

"Poof..." the woman covered her mouth with her hand and laughed, probably amused by Yang Fan's old-fashioned statement. Yang Fan saw the woman's smile and scratched the back of her head in embarrassment.

"This is your sister, isn't it? The woman asked, pointing at Lan.

"Uh-huh... It's my sister..."Yang Fan responded directly regardless of Lan Lan's resentful gaze on the side.

"Thank you, there are so few children with a sense of justice like you. The woman thanked Lan as well.

"If you don't mind, please take these. The woman then took out a stack of money from her bag and handed it to Yang Fan.

Yang Fan saw the woman's behavior, and a nameless fire suddenly surged in his heart, but he held back, smiled awkwardly, shook his hand and refused.

The woman looked at his actions and shook her head in confusion, and then took out a few red renminbi from her bag. "There's only so much I can do for you, and if it's not enough, there's nothing I can do. The woman thought that Yang Fan disliked herself for giving less money, so she added a few to it.

In fact, there is a lot of money, almost 3,000 yuan, which is equivalent to a month's salary of Yang Fan's mother, for Yang Fan, 3,000 yuan is like a long drought and a rainy day, which can keep him from worrying about money in the short term, and can also allow him to create his own works without distraction.

Lan looked at Yang Fan's gloomy face when he didn't accept the reward, and he didn't understand it, for her, this kind of practice of accepting the reward after help was normal. But Lan, who saw Yang Fan's expression for the first time, chose to stand behind Yang Fan silently and let Yang Fan make his own decision.

The woman looked at Yang Fan with suspicion and worry, and she suddenly became scared in her heart, afraid that Yang Fan would make excessive demands without taking the money.

"Lan, let's go home. Yang Fan didn't pay attention to the woman in front of him and turned his head to Lan and said, but the original beautiful image of the woman disappeared because of her actions.

"Hey, what the hell do you want? That's all I can do for you. ”

"I, don't want money. ”

"Then what do you want? As long as you don't ask too much, I can say yes. The woman said in a panic. The look of doubt in her eyes became more solemn.

"I risked my life to catch the thief, not for the money, but for her. Yang Fan looked at Lan beside him with doting eyes, "To be honest, for me now, I am very short of money, but I can earn it with my own hands, as for your money, I can't accept it, I have heard a sentence, every upright person needs to maintain their dignity!"

After Yang Fan finished saying this, he turned around and left with Lan. Only left his chic back.

The woman's hand holding the money trembled again, her eyes were full of shame, she kept accusing herself in her heart, and kept recalling Yang Fan's last sentence.

"Thank you, my name is Meng Zixuan, I'm sorry. The woman shouted loudly at Yang Fan's distant back.

"Meng Zixuan, what a nice name. Yang Fan smiled and shook his head, and then the heroic image he had built up with great difficulty was instantly destroyed by his own crying face, and Yang Fan began to regret it in his heart.

Nima's three thousand yuan, with these three thousand yuan, he was able to buy a few beautiful clothes for his mother and send them back, he was able to write comfortable code words for two months, and he was able to buy snacks for Lan wantonly, but for the sake of the so-called dignity and face, he let the money slip away like this. And I was going to look for a part-time job today, but not only did I not find a part-time job, but I was so embarrassed.

"Lan, I'm very useless, I have to die to save face. Yang Fan asked dejectedly.

Lan didn't open his mouth to respond to this question, a small hand held Yang Fan's hand tightly, soft and cold, he looked down and saw Lan with his head down, pulling Yang Fan with one hand, Yang Fan suddenly felt his heart beat faster, he blushed and looked around, trying to divert his attention.

"Don't be discouraged, you did a great job today. Lan continued softly. "I'm sorry to worry you. ”

"Why, why! Why!" In a gloomy basement, a middle-aged man screamed desperately, the basement was very small, the small one could only barely put down a bed and a table, the man's face looked hideous and terrifying in the dim light, he banged on the table frantically, venting the dissatisfaction in his heart.

The recommendation he finally applied for was replaced by Genesis, which I was a newbie to. His eyes betrayed despair and desolation.

He was trembling with anger, and at this time his QQ rang, and he seemed to see the dawn before dawn, and ran directly to the computer. Seeing that it was a QQ message from the editor in charge, he carefully clicked on the message with a trembling hand.

"Magic Knife, I know that this is unfair to you, so let's make up for it, and give you an extra 300 yuan for the full attendance award, don't worry about it anymore. The editor in charge, Xiao Xiong, sent a message.

The middle-aged man looked at the avatar of his responsible editor, the bear, who was a cute teddy bear grinning, but in his eyes, it seemed to be a mockery, mocking him and his work.

300 yuan, like a handout, pierced the middle-aged man's heart, making him feel suffocated and desperate. He wanted to refuse, he wanted to get back the recommended position that belonged to him.

"500 yuan, I personally add 200 yuan, if you don't agree, then it will be as if nothing happened. The editor in charge, Xiao Xiong, saw that the magic knife did not reply for a long time, and said impatiently.

When the middle-aged man saw the ultimatum of the editor in charge, he remembered his current situation and replied tremblingly, "Okay, just do as you say." After typing these ten words, he seemed to have exhausted all his strength.

The middle-aged man suddenly remembered a classic line that he had watched Stephen Chow's "Journey to the West".

You see, that man looks like a dog.