False Jacksu forced to become Jacksu [Quick Transmigration]

Although there is an additional layer of relationship between Gu Chengxiao and Han Yun, the way they get along has not changed much. At night, they should still drink and talk in the bar box.It's just that Gu Chengxiao is quite famous here, and he asked Han Yun to serve alone by name for several days in a row. Once the door of the box was closed, no one knew what the two of them were doing inside, and gradually some rumors spread. stand up.

Han Yun didn't care about these things. When someone was changing clothes in the lounge, he pretended not to hear someone deliberately discussing it, and just did his own thing well.But there are people who are jealous of him, and there are quite a few people who want to curry favor with him. I don't know who told Gu Chengxiao about it. When Han Yun came to work the next day, he found that those people who were usually eccentric and sarcastic had disappeared.He went to ask the foreman, only to be told that those people had been fired.

"Fired? Why?"

The foreman said tactfully: "Some customers have complained that they are not doing their job well, don't worry, it's none of your business."

Han Yun didn't speak, but he knew that the customer's complaint would only deduct wages at most, and he would not be fired directly.

He changed his work clothes and went to the box. Gu Chengxiao was standing in front of the bar and mixing drinks. He poured some of the liquid in each bottle and then shook the shaker vigorously. Han Yun stood a little further away, just Fearing that his hands would lose strength, he would throw the shaker out.

Gu Chengxiao insisted on shaking it for a long time, then imitated Han Yun's previous technique and poured a jug of mixed wine into the cup in a decent manner, then inserted a slice of lemon, and said with a look of color: "Come and try?"

Han Yun was expressionless: "You take a sip now, and I'll drink it if you're still alive."

"Not so much."

Gu Chengxiao murmured dissatisfiedly, bowed his head confidently and took a big sip, his expression changed instantly, although it would not kill someone, but it was so sour, astringent and bitter that people didn't want to drink it a second time.

Han Yun sneered: "Do you think adding all the wine together is a bartending?"

Gu Chengxiao coughed in embarrassment, and pulled Han Yun to sit on the sofa, "Why are you a little late today?"

Han Yun said: "It's nothing, I just chatted with the foreman for a while."

"What are you talking about?" Gu Chengxiao, who was still lazily sitting on the sofa, suddenly sat up straight, "Is he making things difficult for you?"

"No," Han Yun said, "Gu Chengxiao, I heard that several people left their jobs, did you do it?"

Gu Chengxiao looked indifferent, "I thought it was a big deal. Those people like to gossip, so they must not be able to do their jobs well. I'm just making decisions for you."

Han Yun rubbed his forehead, why do these so-called domineering presidents think that they are out of anger, but in fact they are just trying to trick him?

He sighed, "I don't care what other people say, you don't have to."

Gu Chengxiao stared at him: "Do you know what they say about you?"

Of course Han Yun knew that the group of people spoke louder than each other as if they were afraid that he would not be able to hear them.With a sharp voice, he imitated the tone of those people and said:

"What kind of bullshit college students, if you see rich people, why don't you post them up?"

"At first glance, I knew it was just being raised for fun, and I really thought I had made it through."

"Back then I pretended to be noble and refused to sit on the stage, but when I saw rich people, my waist softened."

Han Yun said these harsh, even vicious words very easily in a joking tone, the expression on his face remained unchanged, but Gu Chengxiao couldn't laugh at all.He has come here smoothly for more than [-] years, and has never been insulted like this. Although these words were not addressed to him, Gu Chengxiao still couldn't bear Han Yun being treated like this.

Obviously he is such a clean person.

Gu Chengxiao once thought that Han Yun was just an ordinary college student. Because of his good grades, he was praised from childhood to adulthood, so he was inevitably a little arrogant; obliterate.But now it seems that this is not the case, it may be bent like a weak flower bone under the blow of the storm, but one day, this flower will grow bigger and bigger, straighten its spine and proudly welcome the darkness after dawn.

He asked in a low voice: "Han Yun, do you really not care?"

"Why do you care?" Han Yun asked back, "It's just some irrelevant people. I know it's not like this, so why bother with them."

Gu Chengxiao was dumbfounded for a moment, and Han Yun's complete belief suddenly made him a little overwhelmed.In other words, Han Yun is still young, and the circles they live in are completely different. According to the other party's cognition, there is no such thing as two people who don't love each other can be together.

Gu Chengxiao was silent for a while, but he didn't see Han Yun answering him for a long time, just lowered his head to play with his phone.He leaned over without thinking too much: "What are you looking at?"

"Xiao Qin drew a picture for me," Han Yun said with a smile, and clicked on the picture to show him, "Is it very similar?"

On the screen is a sketch of Han Yun during military training.After wearing that camouflage uniform and military cap, Gu Chengxiao could see a bit of handsomeness even if it was just a two-dimensional portrait.

Gu Chengxiao couldn't move his eyes, "Send it to me."

Han Yun clicked to forward it to a friend, and Gu Chengxiao also took out his mobile phone to save it, and the two sat side by side to play with their mobile phones.

Not long after Han Qin finished sending it to him, Yan Yunbai also sent a WeChat message. He drew a Q version of Han Yun's picture, also in military uniform and military cap, with a big head and a small body, with pouty cheeks, which looked very cute.

This group of pictures depicts Han Yun's daily life, like a four-frame cartoon.The first frame depicts Han Yun waking up to cook in the morning, wearing a small apron around his camouflage military uniform, standing unsteadily on a stool holding a pan to fry eggs; the second frame is Han Yun standing upright on the playground for military training , saluting with his right hand, with firm eyes; in the third frame, Han Yun is wearing a white vest and shorts, with a towel on his shoulder, and is struggling to reach the high nozzle with a washbasin and shower gel on the ground beside him; The fourth frame is Han Yun leaning on the sofa reading a book, crossing his legs, and wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, looking dumb and cute.

Han Yun was amused by these exaggerated cartoons, and replied: [Did you draw it? 】

Yan Yunbai: [Yes. 】

Han Yun: [Professor Yan, this doesn't quite match your usual painting style. 】

Yan Yunbai: [The usual style of painting? All the characters in the Q version are drawn like this, and there is no style of painting that is not. 】

Han Yun: ...

How should he describe that this style of painting is not the one that the painters understand?

Yan Yunbai, who looks like a veteran cadre, is also real and upright.

Yan Yunbai: [Han Yun, actually I have an idea. Strictly speaking, Han Qin’s paintings are not particularly outstanding sketches. She is not mature in handling light and shadows, but compared to the pictures published in other magazines or comic books Speaking of which, the method is quite good. 】

Han Yun: [... and then? 】

Yan Yunbai: [I think you can persuade her to try to draw a few cartoons and submit them to the magazine.This can not only earn manuscript fees, but also prove her ability, which helps Han Qin build up her confidence. 】

Han Yun thought for a while, this is indeed a good idea, [Okay, then you can talk to Xiaoqin roughly, if it doesn't work, wait until I go back to persuade her. 】

【Um. 】

He put away his phone, turned around and found that Gu Chengxiao was staring at him motionless, Han Yun was startled: "What, what's wrong?"

"……nothing."

At night, Gu Chengxiao was lying on the bed, flipping through the phone photo album bored.

Unknowingly, there are so many photos of Han Yun in it.Most of them were taken at the amusement park that day. When Han Yun was with him, he always used his poisonous tongue skills, but when he got along with Han Qin, he was so gentle and soft-spoken. It is no exaggeration to say that Han Yun at that time Yun almost had golden baldness and an angel's halo on his head.

After a while, someone knocked on the door outside, "Brother Cheng Xiao?" It was Yinmao's voice.

Gu Chengxiao locked the phone screen and said lazily, "Come in."

Yinmao wandered in carelessly, "Brother Cheng Xiao, you haven't gone out to play for many days, go for a walk, drink and drive with your brothers."

"Don't go."

Silver-haired eyes widened, and he sat down on the single sofa beside the bed, "Why?"

"It's boring."

Yinmao muttered in dissatisfaction: "Then what's interesting, is it interesting to stay with that little waiter?"

Gu Chengxiao frowned: "Gu Yan, he has a name, not a waiter."

Yinmao curled his lips, and said in compromise: "That's right, I think you're really obsessed with ghosts."

Gu Chengxiao sat up all of a sudden, "I'm obsessed with ghosts?"

"Isn't this called ghost obsession?" Yinmao widened his eyes, "Look at what life you're living now, just like a nine-to-five office worker. How nice you were before, drinking and clubbing every day , driving a sports car out of town in the early morning, how exciting!"

Stimulate……?

In fact, it seems that it is nothing more than that.

He was quiet for a while, then sighed, "Gu Yuan, tell me, am I very wicked like this?"

Silver Hair's eyes were almost out of frame, and he stammered, "Wh... what wickedness?"

"Han Yun is just a student, and I guess he hasn't even been in a relationship. It's not good for me to...play him like this."

Yinmao patted his thigh and laughed loudly: "Hey, Brother Cheng Xiao, I thought you didn't have the word De in your dictionary at all."

Gu Chengxiao's indifferent face: "..."

After being stared blankly by Gu Chengxiao, Yinmao's expression froze immediately. After a while, he smiled coyly, "I, I didn't mean that..." In order to save him, he hurriedly clarified, "Let's talk again , you are always busy with him these days. Besides going to the company, you hang around Han Yun, which can be regarded as a lot of thought. What’s wrong with him not being in a relationship, there are also those young models and stars who have just debuted Pure and ignorant, don't you just do it anyway? How can you hesitate..."

In the end, Silverfur's voice became smaller and smaller, and his expression became more and more strange.

Gu Chengxiao didn't understand what was wrong with him, and urged, "Go ahead."

Yinmao's face changed several times, and at the end, he said in a low voice, "Brother Cheng Xiao...have you...liked that waiter..."

Gu Chengxiao was taken aback.

"How did you see it?"

Yinmao snorted, "You seem to be a different person these days, but anyone with eyes can tell. You even booked an amusement park for the disfigured girl and took them to play, not to mention other people Wild model star, it's my aunt's birthday, and I've never seen you think about it like this..."

Gu Chengxiao stopped talking, it was as if a thunder had exploded in his ear, his whole body trembled, and he became sober in an instant.

So... he really...?

……

After class this day, Yan Yunbai organized the students to elect the class committee, and the students who were willing to speak on stage to canvass votes.

Han Yun is not very enthusiastic about this matter, and it has only been a short time since the start of school, and the students don't know each other at all. Who to vote for is mostly based on appearance and the short speech.

Although he has no intention of running for the class committee, but thinking about it carefully, Han Yun doesn't know how long he will stay in this world. According to the standard of the previous script, it is more than half a year short, and it may be several years longer.If he and Han Qin want to live a better life, they must have a good job. The prerequisite for a good job is to have a beautiful resume.

For a resume, grades are one aspect, and ability is also one aspect.

But the grades are visible, but the ability can only be reflected through the work done during the university. If you have served as a class committee or a student union, it will be of great help to your future job hunting.

After thinking about it, Han Yun still went up to give a speech and ran for the position of monitor.

He has good grades, and his inner soul is an adult, whether it is language organization or bearing, he is superior to others, and finally he was elected as he wished.

Yan Yunbai seemed very happy for him, with a rare smile on his face. After the election, he called the squad leader and the regiment branch to give instructions, and then left Han Yun alone.

"Professor Yan?"

"It seems that you have adapted well," Yan Yunbai said with a smile, "Han Yun, to be honest, you really give me a different feeling from other students, you are more mature and stable than most students, I will entrust this class to you to take care of me Don't worry too."

Han Yun: "...Professor Yan, don't be a shopkeeper."

Yan Yunbai didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "What are you saying, am I so irresponsible?"

Han Yun has a lot of things to do, and he really can't handle a class without anyone helping him, so he half-jokingly said: "Hey, then I will rely on Professor Yan from now on."

With the sunlight reflected in Yan Yun's eyes, he smiled and rubbed his head, "All right, all right, don't worry, I will definitely cover you."

This action was originally an act of intimacy between the teacher and the students, and it wasn't too much.But Yan Yunbai's character is not a person who can laugh with students. Han Yun stared at Yan Yunbai for a second, Yan Yunbai's face froze, and he looked away calmly, from the table "Western Economics" He took out a piece of paper from his textbook and handed it to Han Yun.

Han Yun took it and found that it was the four-frame comic manuscript that Yan Yunbai showed him that day.

Yan Yunbai coughed, "It's nothing, you can go back."

Han Yun responded, turned and left the classroom.

Not long after school starts in September, there is a long holiday for the eleventh day, but this is of no use to Han Yun, even if it is a long holiday, he has no time to travel.Yan Yunbai said before that Han Qin had considered the idea of ​​submitting comics to magazines, but because of the difficulty of magazine admissions, Han Qin decided to draw people and pictures for web writers.

Han Yun doesn't understand that, he only knows that a picture can earn dozens of dollars, and occasionally hundreds of dollars.After Han Qin bought a drawing board online and downloaded the software, he tossed about by himself, looking very interested.

During the eleventh holiday, Han Yun stayed at home except for part-time work, and Yan Yunbai had no obligation to come here again, because he said he was teaching sketching, but in fact he mainly helped take care of Han Qin.But having said that, he still came here every now and then to buy groceries. When Han Yun asked him, Yan Yunbai just said succinctly: "I'm used to it."

One day after dinner, Han Yun packed up some leftovers and took them downstairs to feed the stray cats and dogs nearby, and Yan Yunbai was with him.

When watching cats and dogs eating, Han Yun chatted with Yan Yunbai. They spent so many days together and chatted a lot, but they didn't hear much about Yan Yunbai talking about himself.

"Professor Yan, if you come here so often and don't go home, will your uncle and aunt have any opinions?"

"No." Yan Yunbai said, staring at the little guys who were eating happily, with a look of indifference, "I have severed ties with them."

Han Yun: "????"

You said you were not close before, why did you suddenly break off the relationship?

After more than a month of getting along, Han Yun and Yan Yunbai have gotten closer. It has long passed the period when they were always scratching their heads and thinking of words, as if they were communicating with elders. He tilted his head and looked at Yan Yunbai: "Actually, parents Most of them are hard-spoken and soft-hearted, on the surface they are trying to break faces with you, but secretly they always hope that the child can go home."

Yan Yunbai asked suddenly: "Han Yun, have you attended the party congress?"

Han Yun was confused by the speed of the topic change: "Uh...no."

Yan Yunbai's face was paralyzed: "That's the atmosphere when they talk to me."

The tone and content were completely in contrast to each other, and Han Yun burst out laughing, squatting on the ground laughing uncontrollably.Not to mention, this scene is not difficult to imagine, especially for the older professors of the Chinese Department, it would be good if they don't talk to their children in a polite way.

Yan Yunbai: "..."

He calmly accused: "Han Yun, you are gloating."

Han Yun accepted it righteously, "Yes, I admit it, and I apologize."

Yan Yunbai showed helplessness, "Why didn't I realize that your smile is so low before."

Han Yun raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "I never found Professor Yan to be so humorous before."

"It's not humor, it's the truth." Yan Yunbai said seriously, "Traditions and rules have filled my life since I was a child. I left them because I didn't want those things to run through my entire life."

"They keep you under strict control?"

"Yes, they have their own set of rules for what children should be taught."

"But it's more than that, Han Yun, my parents don't accept anything other than traditional values."

"For example, liking the same sex."

This thunderstorm was caught off guard, Han Yun was so dazed, Yan Yunbai looked at him, and asked softly: "Han Yun, do you think this is normal?"

Han Yun quickly returned to his senses. He looked at Yan Yunbai and said seriously: "Of course it's normal. Love is the attitude of one soul to another soul, not the reaction of one body to another, let alone for the sake of Passed on from generation to generation.”

Yan Yunbai smiled, a little complicated, "It makes sense."

Yan Yunbai's parents thought that homosexuality was mentally ill, they had a hysterical fight with him, and they also found a psychiatrist for him. If they hadn't taken care of the cultured person's face, they would have sent him to a mental hospital as early as in junior high school.

However, although Yan Yunbai knew from the books that liking the same sex is not a wrong thing, the attitudes of the people around him will inevitably shake his cognition.It is difficult for Yan Yunbai to talk about this kind of private matter, and there is no one to talk about. Although the brothers and sisters who know about him are not disgusted, but the strange eyes when they looked at him and the ridicule and discussion behind him already explained everything.

Sometimes, drawing a line is already a form of discrimination.

In his youth, Yan Yunbai's temperament was unstable, and the abuse and alienation from his closest parents and siblings even made him doubt life, wondering whether he should have been born in this world.

At that time, Yan Yunbai only had this sentence over and over in his head:

Born human, sorry.

For various reasons, he has kept this matter in his heart until today.

Yan Yunbai himself didn't know why, but when he saw Han Yun's quiet and soft profile under the dim light, and saw him squatting on the ground holding the cats and feeding them ham, he unconsciously felt trust and dependence.

It's ridiculous to say that he would rely on a 20-year-old kid.

But when he looked into Han Yun's eyes, Yan Yunbai didn't find it funny anymore.

That was the first person he confided in, the first person who affirmed his thoughts, and the first person who would not look at him like a monkey after knowing the truth.

"Han Yun, I once read a sentence in a book."

"what?"

"Born to be human, I'm sorry."

"..."

"When I was young, I always had this sentence in my mind."

"now what?"

"Now I think, at least I am quite worthy of you."

Han Yun rolled his eyes, pointed to his own eyes, and said seriously: "Professor Yan, have you seen it, I will send you a big white eye that rolls to the sky."

Yan Yunbai laughed, and patted the back of his head pretending to be angry, "It's not big or small."