Scumbags are crying and begging me [Quick Transmigration]

He also used his actions to show Zhou Boshan how difficult it is for his son who is in the rebellious period.

Clothes are not easy to wear. I bought a bunch of holey jeans, holey T-shirts, and skull T-shirts. The outer layer of washed canvas shoes must be dirty before wearing. I go home every day later...

Zhou Boshan was furious, he came to put out the fire with a smile, brought tea and water and patted his chest without any fear.

When the father taught his son a lesson, he just listened quietly and did what he should do later.

The whole piece of natural hob meat.

Zhou Boshan was heartbroken, pointed at He Ye and got angry with Zhou's mother: "Look, Zhou Chi! What has become of Zhou Chi!"

Zhou's mother was also very surprised, her son's rebellious period came quickly and violently, and there was no warning at all, she still hasn't recovered from it yet.

"Xiao Chi, what's wrong with you? This doesn't look like you anymore."

"Then what should I look like?" He Ye tilted Erlang's legs, his raised calves were shaking restlessly, and there was a sense of carelessness all over his body.

"Be obedient? Sensible? Follow your plan?"

"I have lived according to your expectations for so many years. Now that I am an adult, I want to live like myself."

Zhou Boshan became even more angry when he heard this. He snorted coldly, "Live like yourself? I gave you everything you have. What do you have?"

"Boshan!"

Zhou's mother was displeased, and reminded her husband not to speak freely, so as not to hurt the relationship between father and son.

Unexpectedly, the son was not only not angry but smiled, and said with great interest: "Of course, you are my father. It just so happens that you give me a small company so I can practice my skills."

Zhou Boshan stared, wishing to use his gaze to transform the irritating guy back to his original appearance.

"You still want family property? From now on, all your cards will be suspended, and you will report to me for every penny you spend!"

He Ye said indifferently: "Okay, then I'll go to the street to sell and sing to earn money, and by the way, check whether the music lessons these years have been learned in vain."

Zhou Boshan had nothing to do with him, he couldn't lock him up.

And the son didn't make any mistakes that violated the bottom line, and he knew how to make progress, and took the initiative to contact the family's property, but his temperament changed a little.

After several times of probing, He also almost figured out the temperament of Zhou's father and Zhou's mother.

The two of them are indeed quite serious about their son's education, and there are many restrictions from childhood to adulthood, and Zhou Chi has always been too obedient and obedient, so they ignored his son's true feelings and thoughts.

Zhou Chi has always maintained an attitude of not resisting or expressing his real needs, and after the father and son broke up, he only knew to wait for his father to calm down and forgive them.

And after Zhou's father severed the relationship, it is not known whether he has any regrets, or whether his heart is loose.

In short, the result of He Ye's trial was not bad, much better than he expected.

Parents are "parents and mothers", and when they are angry, they are angry. In terms of business, his request was quickly satisfied.

A week later, He Ye had a small company under his name.

·

Tao Zhiyang was soaking in the bar with his friends.

A group of demons danced wildly on the dance floor, and the lights were gorgeous and confusing. After going to the dance, a few people who were sweating all over came back to rest, and they drank together with cigarettes between their fingers.

Drinking spirits, hearty.

"Zhiyang, is that four-eyed boy still haunting you?"

"Well, why bring him up, it's disgusting." Tao Zhiyang took a sip of his wine and looked at the center of the dance floor with blurred eyes.

"...What are you looking at?"

Tao Zhiyang replied half a beat later, "It's nothing."

The friends looked at each other and smiled teasingly, "Is this the little beauty you fell in love with again?"

"You guy, just as Xiaoqing cut his wrist for you, you dumped him without blinking an eye. You are so cruel."

"It's not like you don't know, who is Zhiyang, who is really beheaded by a hundred people."

"He can't be eaten by anyone. At least he has a little bit of good looks. Otherwise, that ugly four-eyed boy would have climbed into his bed long ago, right? Haha."

"Is it possible that they have such virtues in art? Color control? It is true that life is the source of art. What is the saying? Artists are sensitive minds, and they will not stop appreciating for the mediocre. .”

"Hahaha...why haven't I heard that there is such a saying..."

……

The few people had nothing to do, talking about Tao Zhiyang's glorious achievements in the past few years, and talking about the current drink.

Tao Zhiyang just stood beside him with a smile on his face, holding a glass of wine, half listening.

Occasionally, colored lights hit his eyebrows, and his deep eyes were slightly drunk, blurred and melancholy, passionate and cold.

After coming out of the bar, it was already past 4 o'clock in the morning. Tao Zhiyang said goodbye to his friends and walked to his rental house.

The sky was not as dark as before, and Tao Zhiyang felt drunk, and he had a headache.

He quickened his pace, took out the key, and wanted to go back to the house and lie down as soon as possible.

It's a pity that someone just didn't let him get what he wanted.

Tao Zhiyang's steps stopped, and he stared blankly at the person who stood up when he saw him.

"Tao Zhiyang..."

The corner of the man's lips twitched, timidly daring not to step forward.

Tao Zhiyang walked over with strides, suddenly stopped him, grabbed Four Eyes Boy by the collar, and threatened: "Get lost! Don't let me see you again, or..."

He threw it against the wall, disgusted everywhere as if he saw something pickled.

That cruel figure disappeared into the corridor, and Yuan Qi, who was called Four-Eyed Boy, murmured in a daze, "I just like you..."

The next day, when Tao Zhiyang woke up in the afternoon, he was woken up by a phone call from his tutor.

The instructor said on the phone that a friend of his who owned a hotel wanted to find someone to paint a huge colorful wall painting. He recommended Tao Zhiyang to the other party and asked him if he would accept it.

Tao Zhiyang's family background is ordinary, and the tuition fees of art colleges are high, which is a heavy burden for his family. Since he was a freshman, he has taken part-time jobs outside, either to subsidize the family, or to serve as tuition and living expenses.

His painting skills are good, and he is admired by his mentor, who often connects him with some part-time jobs with ample amount of money. After two years, he has a small savings on hand.

Hearing the teacher's words, Tao Zhiyang agreed happily.

There is still more than half a month left before school, and it is not enough time to complete a huge wall painting, but he is a junior at the beginning of school, and professional courses are not so heavy at the beginning of junior year, and the school allows students to go out for internships, sketches and other activities, so He is not worried.

Tao Zhiyang has been busy for two months, and when he returned to school, it had already started for more than a month.

During this period, that Yuan Qi followed him for more than half a month. At first he was out of sight and tried not to care about him, but then that Yuan Qi never appeared in front of him again.

Maybe he finally knew to give up?

With this in mind, Tao Zhiyang came to the school to sell the vacation with the counselor.

"Zhiyang! It's back!"

Roommate Qi dreamed of him and greeted him with a smile.

Hearing that Tao Zhiyang was going to find a counselor, he hurriedly followed, "Let's go together, I also have something to look for a counselor."

The two were walking on the road, and Tao Zhiyang asked Qi Meng if there was anything going on in the department recently.

"Hi, what can I do..."

Qi Meng smiled.

"what--!"

……

Passing near the basketball court, bursts of cheers can be heard from a distance.

"It's the freshmen."

Qi Mengdao, with nostalgia in his eyes, "Youth means vitality."

Tao Zhiyang frowned slightly, "New student?"

"Yeah, I don't know because you're not here. This year there was a popular king, a professional in costume performance, very handsome, he stole the limelight during the military training, and his physical fitness was not even comparable to the instructors. , can sing and dance, and gained a lot of fanboys and girls, I heard that he is versatile in music, he can play no less than ten kinds of musical instruments..."

King of popularity?

Tao Zhiyang slightly curled his lips, not paying attention.

After the vacation was canceled, Tao Zhiyang went back to the dormitory alone, and several people were discussing something enthusiastically around one place.

Seeing Tao Zhiyang come back, one of them excitedly said: "Zhiyang, come and take a look! The little four-eyed guy who was chasing you around before confessed to the freshman!"

Tao Zhiyang was actually not very interested, but he still walked forward.

The campus forum opened on the computer page in front of you.

The first thing that caught Tao Zhiyang's eyes was a handsome face.

side.

The short hair was wet, and there were glistening beads of sweat at the ends of the hair.

From the forehead to the chin, the lines are graceful and neat, especially the shape of the lips, neither thin nor thick, the corners of the lips are slanted, as if smiling cynically.

The setting sun was thin with clouds, and the colorful clouds scattered slightly, falling on his body and eyes in pieces.

Tao Zhiyang's heart skipped a beat.

"Who is this?"

The roommate was taken aback for a moment, and then realized, "Oh, yes, you don't know yet, this is a freshman student who majors in costume performance, and his name is Zhou Chi."

"Look below, Little Four Eyes is already the No. 20 three who have confessed in public, tsk tsk, it's popular to have a handsome face these days."

"Is he still single?"

"How is it possible! Look down! This kid has accepted Xiao Siyan! I'm going... I can't imagine it? How tightly Xiao Siyan chased after Zhiyang before. He changed as soon as he said, confessed when he confessed, it's amazing Yes, this Zhou Chi accepted him alone without accepting anyone..."

The roommate was still in Balabala, and Tao Zhiyang had completely lost interest.

What kind of thing can accept the four-eyed boy?

Sorry about that face.

The three-month window period is really rare for Tao Zhiyang.

He started looking for new targets.

A week later, he set his sights on Wu Siman, a sophomore in the design department.

Wu Siman is a pure girl with long straight hair. She often wears a backpack, and her long legs are especially attractive when she wears a short skirt.

The club Wu Siman joins is the cheerleading team. She usually likes to watch basketball games and go to the library by herself.

Tao Zhiyang raised his wrist and glanced at the time on his watch, then packed up the notes and picture books on the table, and asked Qi Meng, "Do you want to go to the library together?"

Qi Meng knew his purpose, showed a clear smile, and teased: "How can you get close to a girl with me?"

Tao Zhiyang slightly curved his lips, his eyes always seemed to be filled with melancholy, determined to win.

"The first step in making friends is not to make the other party aware of your purpose. Girls prefer romantic encounters with a sense of fate. Learn from it, old iron."

Qi Meng laughed loudly, and hurriedly followed in the footsteps of the boss, not ashamed to ask.