Dressed as the ex-wife of a high-cold boss

Everyone looked at each other for a while, only one decided to follow Yang Ling and give Xueba money to study.

Yang Ling smiled and connected the two of them.

No matter how much pocket money students have, there is still a limit, and there are still too few students who are willing to spend more than 1000 or even 2000 yuan a month for tutoring.

Yang Ling understood other people's thoughts very well.

Others may not take grades seriously, they have other paths.

He didn't.

His only way is to enter a relatively good university, meet a good platform, and know more people who will be helpful in the future.

These are also things that he slowly realized after he resumed chatting with his sister.

It is not that there are no female college students in their village.

There are some girls who went to relatively ordinary colleges and went directly to factories after graduation. The jobs they do are no different from those who graduated from junior high school or technical secondary school.

His sister is different, even if she works in sales after graduation.

She can also do better than others.

Although his sister didn't say how much his income was, looking at the money she gave them before, he knew that the income should not be low.

And the reason why his sister had the confidence to cut off contact with them before was because he had enough income to stop asking for cheap affection from them.

Feelings are precious.

The economic foundation is the first choice for people to settle down.

Not long after the grades came out, it was time for the final exam.

After the final exam, although Yang Ling's grades did not improve as much as last time, they were still making steady progress.

He called Yang Shu and said that after working part-time during the holidays, he packed his suitcases and took the high-speed train to Yincheng.

Yincheng was still as spacious as he remembered, standing in the high-speed rail station, surrounded by crowds of people.

Standing in the crowd, he looked extremely small, like a grain of sand thrown into the sea. Before he could struggle, he was swept away by the waves and sank deep in the bottom of the sea. No one could pick out the difference between this grain of sand and other sands. What a difference.

Yang Ling took the subway several times before arriving at Yincheng University.

Although Yincheng University is already on vacation, many students do not go home during the vacation, but are doing social practice.

The entire campus is still very busy, and every student is hurrying to their destination.

Yang Ling dragged his suitcase and walked slowly in Yincheng University, looking at the scenery here.

Many buildings here have a history of hundreds of years, and even the bluestone road under your feet feels like it is covered with pulp.

Only then did he feel the charm of this high-level institution.

I also know that he has no fate with this school in his life.

The people who can come here are all top scholars from all over the world.

It's not that you can come in after working hard for a few days or a few months.

Yang Ling was not shocked at all.

He needs to see clearly the gap between himself and these top academics, so that he can pursue scores without being persistent.

It is also easier to find the right path for yourself.

After he had close contact with Xueba, he clearly realized that learning requires learning talent, and it is not that you can find the correct method just because you want to learn.

Even if others tell you the method, you can't understand it.

The talent gap between talented and untalented players is as wide as it gets.

He needs to confirm this and let himself go.

When Xu often came out of the teaching building, he saw a somewhat familiar figure.

He stepped forward and followed.

He has a good memory.

It took almost a second to confirm the identity of that person.

That is Yang Rui's younger brother whom he only met once.

Yang Ling!

Why is he here?
Looking for Yang Rui?
His purpose was exposed so quickly?
It is often impossible to determine.

He followed Yang Ling not far or near.

Yang Ling muttered as he walked.

"It's a pity, it's a pity, if I have worked hard since the first year of high school, I don't know if I can stand here."

The next second he denied it.

"Efforts from the very beginning may not necessarily lead to entry."

He picked a bench and sat down.

Legs draped over the suitcase.

Looking at the clouds drifting leisurely across the sky.

I am used to a small place that can be circled by an electric car in an hour, but I was very uncomfortable on the first day when I came here.

This place is too big, so big that everyone's uniqueness is obliterated, and people only remember survival and adaptation.

Big enough to make people take the initiative to admit that they are a leek waiting to be cut.

Yang Ling pursed his lips tightly, and the expression on his face was unavoidably tense.

The recent results made him a lot more confident, and even gave him a feeling that man can conquer nature.

As long as he is willing to work hard, everything will be fine.

The day he came to Yincheng, he doubted his own thoughts.

He is just one of billions of people around the world.

He was thrown in the crowd and couldn't be picked out.

Why does he feel special?
It wasn't until this point that he realized that he needed something to rely on in his heart, knowing that he had to have a destination and a loved one in his heart, so that he could have the confidence to move forward even harder.

This is probably the reason why his sister hates them and won't sever ties with them until his parents want to marry her to a disabled old man.

Because there is no place to return, it is really a terrible thing.

"What are you thinking?" Su Chang's voice suddenly appeared.

Yang Ling was taken aback.

"who are you?"

Xi Chang walked up to him and sat down, "We met once, you are Yang Rui's younger brother."

A look of surprise flashed across Yang Ling's face, and he quickly searched for the man's information in his mind.

"Are you the man who gave my sister 100 million?"

"You have a good memory."

Yang Ling was a little afraid to look at him for a while.

But he still stuck his neck and said: "I will pay back the 100 million, don't put pressure on my sister."

"Is she your sister?" Xuan Chang asked with great interest.

"She has always been my sister, but I didn't know how to cherish it before, which broke her heart." Yang Ling was willing to say a lot of things that he didn't want to say to this man.

"I didn't tell my sister about my coming here, and I hope you don't tell her either. I want to see how much pressure is she living here? What has she undertaken behind my back?
I just came here today, and I think it's too big and scary.

I can't imagine how she survived before, how she gradually took root in this city.

None of us feel her pain, but we always want more benefits from her. "

"It seems that you have grown a lot during this time."

Yang Ling smiled wryly, "When I reconnected with my sister, my purpose was to bring her home, let her continue to restrain my parents, and make them have no energy to control me.

After I actually got in touch with her, I realized that my thoughts were more despicable than I imagined. I never tried to understand her, let alone try to understand her.

She still gave me a lot of care and concern during this period. "

Chu Chang didn't comment on his actions, let alone say anything.

"My sister, is she okay these days?"

"She's doing well and has been working towards her goals."

"That's good."

"What's your goal?" Xu Chang asked.

"My goal is to take care of myself at this stage, and then work hard to make myself financially capable. After successfully entering college, I will work hard to make money and let me become her reliance.

In this way, even if she is married and bullied, I can still stand up for her. "

"In your imagination, she will be bullied?"