The Divine Eye for Appreciating Treasures: Starting from Escape from Northern Myanmar

On the bustling street, Zhang Fan inadvertently noticed that there seemed to be slight footsteps behind him.

He turned his head slightly, and through the crowd of people, he caught two familiar figures.

The two of them seemed to have suddenly burst into this relatively quiet corner from the busy world, appearing somewhat out of place.

One of them was a thin male classmate who was wearing a takeout group's uniform, which made him stand out.

The yellow clothes shone slightly in the sunlight, and in one of his hands he was holding a thermos bag tightly, which was obviously filled with hot milk tea.

His other hand was holding the handlebars of his iconic blue electric car, which was covered with various advertising stickers, showing the traces of his hard work.

The other one is a female classmate. She is wearing the uniform of a well-known catering brand. The brand's logo is printed on her white shirt, which makes her look particularly neat.

There was a hint of fatigue on her face, as if she had just been through a long battle.

Her eyes were slightly lowered, and she seemed to be trying to adjust her breathing and state so that she would look less tired.

The two of them walked side by side, but there was no trace of communication, and their faces revealed a touch of loneliness and powerlessness.

They are like a pair of tired travelers, constantly moving forward on the road of life, but they can never find their destination.

The male classmate walked forward first, he stopped, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Number last digit 6666, your milk tea is here!" His voice seemed particularly abrupt in the noisy street, but it also carried an indescribable firmness and persistence.

Huang Yongsheng walked over with long strides, an exaggerated laugh on his face, and his voice was particularly harsh in the noisy street.

He walked up to the delivery boy, glanced at his uniform, and then pretended to be surprised and shouted, "Hey, Xiaowei, how did you end up delivering food? This is really embarrassing for our classmates. Look at our class, we used to have promising talents, but now it has become so diverse? Some deliver food, some work as waiters, and some are in jail and commit fraud. It's really sad."

His laughter was full of joking and ridicule, as if he was deliberately provoking the male classmate.

The male student's face turned pale instantly, and his eyes revealed an indescribable embarrassment and anger.

He bit his lip, as if trying to suppress his emotions.

Huang Yongsheng didn't seem to notice Xiaowei's emotional changes. He took the milk tea from Xiaowei's hand and handed it to Huang Linmei who was standing aside.

There was still a smile on his face, but his eyes revealed obvious contempt.

He seemed to be showing his superiority and status to Xiaowei, and at the same time proving to others that he was the most promising person in the class.

Huang Linmei took the milk tea with an awkward smile on her face. She looked at Xiaowei and then at Huang Yongsheng, as if hesitating whether to say something.

But in the end, she chose to remain silent and just stood there quietly, allowing Huang Yongsheng to continue his performance there.

The people around him seemed to be attracted by Huang Yongsheng's words, and they all cast curious and inquiring glances at him. Xiaowei felt the gazes of the people around him, and his face became even more embarrassed.

He lowered his head silently, as if to avoid the scrutiny of those eyes.

Huang Yongsheng continued to talk there, and his voice became louder and louder.

He seems to be using this method to prove his superiority and status, while also trying to let everyone see his "success".

Huang Yongsheng looked around with a half-smile on his face. He clasped his fists to greet everyone again, with a subtle teasing in his tone: "Ladies and gentlemen, it's really rare to see you. Everyone is here and is about to go in and enjoy this wonderful dinner time. However, as you know, things in this world are always full of surprises. Look, someone came to the scene who surprised me."

He paused, his eyes glanced at Zhang Fan who was standing aside intentionally or unintentionally, and then said: "Our class gathering is all about excitement and happiness. Isn't it just for everyone to gather together to recall the past and talk about the future? However, I don’t want the police to come to investigate the case in the middle of the meal, which will ruin the scene. "

As soon as Huang Yongsheng finished speaking, there was a whisper from the crowd.

Some people showed puzzled expressions, as if they were guessing the deeper meaning of his words; some people had already realized who he was pointing the finger at, and turned their attention to Zhang Fan.

"Everyone knows that the crackdown on telecom fraud has been getting stronger and stronger in recent years. I heard that the hometown of a certain classmate in our class has been labeled as a 'home of telecom fraudsters.' "Huang Yongsheng deliberately raised his voice, as if to impress the people around him.

"Also, I heard that some students have personally experienced telecom fraud, and it's not a pleasant experience. If the police really come to investigate the case, everyone must actively cooperate and talk to the police. " He seemed to say it casually, but every word pierced Zhang Fan's heart like a needle.

His eyes never left Zhang Fan. He just wanted to make Zhang Fan feel ashamed in front of everyone.

Zhang Fan's face looked normal. After going through so much, this little thing could no longer cause any emotional fluctuations.

Huang Yongsheng was deliberately provoking him.

People around began to whisper, some looked at Zhang Fan with sympathy, while others chose to remain silent.

"Brother Zhang."

"Brother Zhang."

The two classmates who came from behind came over and said hello.

Zhang Fan nodded: "Long time no see."

"How about we go out to eat? I know a food stall that tastes good."

Jiao Xiaowei’s male classmate whispered.

Zhang Fan smiled and said, "It's a rare opportunity for my classmates, let's take a good look."

Seeing that Zhang Fan was going to participate in the classmate opportunity, since the two of them were here, he just went to take a look.

After graduation, everyone has changed a lot. Some people have risen, while others have fallen.

This generation of milk tea was deliberately ordered by Huang Yongsheng, just to humiliate Xiaowei.

Only Huang Yongsheng knows the reason behind it, but now he is making full use of the villain's success.

"Brother Zhang, are you okay? His father seems to be in charge of the Political and Legal Affairs Commission."

Xiaowei reminded in a low voice, it was obvious that he was waiting for someone to come over.

If it's really a small matter, you might have to go in.

Zhang Fan smiled and said, "I'm here, what could possibly happen?"

No department is of any use.

We'll find out later, Zhang Fan comforted him.