I sent a group confession text message, and my aunt cried that she sent it too late?

Along the way, the Hongqi car received countless surprises.

Everyone was guessing who was in the car.

There are many luxury cars in Shanghai, and those who drive luxury cars usually have a fortune of 2.5 to 8 million.

Speeding, cutting in, and anything else.

But when they saw the Hongqi car that Su Yang was riding in, even the big ones became small ones.

Not to mention overtaking, they didn't even dare to get too close.

They could only follow timidly behind, and then find a side road to slip away.

The funeral of Zhang Jin was held in Phoenix Mountain in the suburbs of Shanghai.

It's called the suburbs, but it's actually the countryside. It

's more than two hours away from the city.

They set off at around eight o'clock and were almost there at around ten o'clock.

I don't know if it was because of the countryside, but the weather suddenly changed, and the originally clear sky became overcast.

After a while, it started to drizzle.

Su Yang pressed the window, stretched out his hand, and felt the drizzle on his hand.

Zhang Jin, Zhang Jin, God wants to help you!

Exhaling slowly, Su Yang gently closed his eyes.

""Boss, we're here."

When Lao Liu's voice came, Su Yang also opened his eyes.

But when he opened his eyes again, his aura was completely different from before.

His eyes were sharp, like a sleeping lion suddenly waking up.

He had a strong sense of oppression.

Coupled with his careful dress.

Just standing there, he gave people a sense of vigor and power, and awe without anger.

Even Lao Liu, who was used to big scenes, couldn't help but become respectful.

Seeing Su Yang's changes, the netizens in the live broadcast room were stunned.

"Damn, why does it feel like the anchor has become a different person?"

"Looking at the host's eyes, I feel a little scared, as if Uncle Dong is looking at me"

"Yeah, yeah, I feel that way too."

"I was just discussing with my colleagues that the anchor looked like a second-generation rich man, not a reclusive big shot, and that we should hire an actor. I didn't expect to be slapped in the face so suddenly. This is too similar."

"He looks at me as if I were an ant. I always feel like he could crush me to death with just one hand."

"This acting skill can easily kill many young handsome guys."

"Absolutely!!! I'm already getting goosebumps"

"This doesn't seem like an act. I suggest the relevant departments investigate him. I'm not kidding."

"If the anchor was a funny man attending the funeral, I would be out of character, but now it's like the real thing"

"I just want to know what the upper limit of the anchor is. He can sing and act."

"Don't do this, it makes me look useless."

"......"

Netizens were discussing it, and the popularity in the live broadcast room was also soaring.

Gifts never stopped coming.

The main reason was that Su Yang brought them too many surprises, which made netizens always want to do something for him.

The most direct way was to pay attention to him.

At this time, Su Yang's fans exceeded 10 million.

He successfully entered the 10 million fan club and became a top anchor.......

At this time, in front of a cemetery in Phoenix Mountain,

Zhang Jin's relatives and friends were mourning.

The sound of rain, sobbing, and mournful music mixed together, and the atmosphere was particularly sad.

On the tombstone, a photo of Zhang Jin was hung.

A young man in his twenties, with an ordinary appearance and a small canine tooth when he smiled.

The funeral master of ceremonies stood in front of the tombstone and said in a sad voice,"He died young, and even God has pity on him."

"Let the rain fall to send the deceased on his way"

"Although Zhang Jin has left us, he will always live in our hearts."

"Let us mourn him deeply."

As soon as the MC finished speaking, a middle-aged woman couldn't help crying.

Her eyes were swollen, but she kept staring at the photo on the tombstone, unwilling to move away.

A middle-aged man came forward to support her, his eyes also fixed on the tombstone.

The experience of losing his son in middle age tortured him so much that he was haggard and hadn't slept for several days. He was so thin that he looked unrecognizable.

They were Zhang Jin's parents.

Hearing the sad story, the two hugged each other and cried bitterly.

Some relatives and friends who came to the funeral came forward to comfort them.

"Lao Zhang, you have to be more open-minded and take care of your health."

"Jiner is such a cheerful child, he doesn't want to see you crying all day long."

"The dead cannot be resurrected, so the living should live well."

"It's a pity that he died at such a young age. He must have had many things to do and many beautiful sights to see."

"Why are you saying this now? You are ignorant."

"I feel sorry for him!"

Sometimes, comfort does not make people feel better. Now the words of relatives and friends are like a knife that cuts Zhang Jin's parents' hearts.

Zhang Jin's mother couldn't stand this shock. She threw herself on the tombstone and cried loudly while hugging it.

"My son, it's my fault. Why didn't I notice your body?"

"If I could do it all over again, Mom would definitely believe you. If you said you felt uncomfortable, we would see a doctor and we would not force you to take the civil service exam when you were not feeling well."

"I won't ask you to be successful, and I won't compare you with others."

At this time, Zhang Jin's father also came over and said,"Son, it's Dad's fault."

"Dad shouldn't discourage you when you fail the civil service exam"

"When you lose money in your business, you will be discouraged"

"I shouldn't blame you for not finding a girlfriend, and I shouldn't force you to go on blind dates."

"Dad was wrong, too."

Zhang Jin's parents are both repenting.

If they had been more tolerant of their son at that time, perhaps they would have discovered the disease earlier. If they had not put so much pressure on their son, his condition would not have deteriorated so quickly.

They regretted it, and saw the people around them sighing.

Indeed, Zhang Jin is not good enough, he can be said to be very ordinary.

His grades have been average since he was a child, and he barely got into a third-tier university.

But after graduation, he couldn't find a job, and was forced to take the postgraduate entrance examination and the civil service examination.

After several consecutive failures, he tried to start a business and lost all his money.

It can be said that in the past twenty years of Zhang Jin's life, there has not been a single bright spot. He is also a negative example used by relatives to educate their children.

If you have to say an advantage, it is his character.

Even if he is hit , he was always cheerful.

Now think about it, as long as the child is happy, it doesn't matter if he doesn't get married, doesn't take the civil service exam, or becomes a boss. If you have the ability, you can serve the country, if you don't have the ability, you can just be with your children.

It's better than losing the child.

At this time, Zhang Jin's parents were full of regrets, and his relatives were also full of mixed feelings.

As for other friends who came to mourn, they couldn't empathize with the sadness.

They were there just to go through the motions.

Zhang Jin had a low sense of presence when he was alive, and now that he's dead, they don't feel itchy.

They always feel that people like this who have no contribution to society are dead.

It's no big deal.

They even complained why the memorial service was held in the rain, which made their clothes wet. They just wanted to get it over with and leave.......