The Metamorphosis of Fanggoudan

got windy.

The farmer, who had been busy all day, looked at the sky with a smile on his tired face.

"After so many days in the sun, it's finally going to rain."

You can know where the rain is coming from by smelling the wind. This is the experience of people who have been digging in the ground for generations.

The cool wind blew into the house, and Wang Ming and Gan Bo, who had been tormented by the sweltering heat all day, breathed a sigh of relief.

The weather in this mountain is very strange.

When I first came here, I was so cold in the morning and evening that I couldn’t go out without wearing a jacket; but at noon, the temperature rose sharply, making people want to wear short sleeves.The most hateful thing is the weekend, when the sun rises, it can peel off a layer of skin. The three teenagers were tortured by this kind of weather.

There is no electric fan, no ice cream, it is really hot, so I can only drink some cold water to slow down.Fortunately, Wang Ming knew how to do it by hand, and folded a paper fan out of waste paper for calligraphy practice, which was barely enough to fan the wind.

But now that there is a natural wind, the paper fan in his hand is pushed aside.

With the pleasant cool breeze blowing, Wang Ming chatted while practicing calligraphy.

"Bobo, how many days have we been here?"

Gan Bo was taken aback by his question, "Three weeks have passed."

"Doesn't that mean we're going back soon?" Wang Ming put down his pen and sighed, "I'm actually a bit reluctant."

Before Gan Bo could react, he subconsciously interrupted the topic. He shook his head and said seriously, "Bobo, do you think we have succeeded in the transformation? I don't know if the show made me handsome or not."

"Come on, you." Gan Bo thought he could think of such a profound thing, but he didn't expect that three sentences would still be inseparable from the word handsome.

"Whoever is the bottom among the three of us, as long as the national audience has eyes, they can see that it is you."

Wang Ming didn't like to hear these words.

"I'm better than you no matter what. Seeing your bare skin, the audience might think you're on the Rule of Law Online."

His words were too harsh, and they just hit Gan Bo's heart.

"What about you? You are practicing calligraphy and sending birthday presents to your mother. Are you really planning to change your mind and start a new life?"

"Do you think you can do it?" Gan Bo smiled, a little mockingly, "It's okay in this mountain. When you go back, do you think that with your personality, you will really not fight in the future? Don't you skip class?"

Wang Ming was stunned by what he said, and the cool wind blew sober again.

"Tch, I was almost kidnapped by you." He raised his head with a nonchalant smile on his face, "I don't care so much, are you talking about me or yourself?"

Seeing his appearance, Gan Bo was not only not angry, but also a little envious.He is different from Wang Ming, he doesn't have that confidence.

"Hello, Xiao Ming." He raised his eyelids and said as if he was in good health.

"Why did you call me?" Wang Ming turned the pen in his hand.

"Do you think..." Gan Bo closed his eyes and opened them again, "How much do you think I have changed?"

How much has it changed?

Wang Ming never thought about this question, but Gan Bo asked, so he had to think about it, "You really have changed a lot."

"Huh?" Gambo stared into his eyes, "What changed?"

In his expectant gaze, Wang Ming touched his lips lightly and made a sound.

- "You've become ugly."

Gampo's forehead jumped, and he almost threw the bench next to him.

Wang Ming continued with a serious face, "Not only have you become ugly, you have also turned black."

You are ugly, your whole family is ugly!

Gan Bo took a deep breath and asked with a stiff smile, "What else? Use your brain and think about it from a deeper level."

Wang Ming did not live up to his expectations, so he thought about it seriously.

"There are deep changes, but there are..."

"What's the matter? Tell me quickly." Gan Bo urged him.

"Didn't you realize that you are a special man now?" Wang Ming looked at him, "Look, the long hair you like so much is cut as soon as you say it. When the show cheated you, you also found a chance to come back."

"And not only have you become better, but you have also learned to be thrifty. You have inherited the fine traditions of the Chinese nation."

"These... count as improvement?" Gan Bo was a little uncertain.

"Anyway, I think you are more interesting than when you first came here." Wang Ming made an expression, pointed to his face and said to Gan Bo, "Look, this is what you looked like when you first came here, strong enough It’s ugly, but it’s just a paper tiger.”

Gan Bo looked at Wang Ming pinching his face and pretending to be cold, without admitting or denying it.

Wang Ming continued, "Although you are now dark, thin, soiled, and frustrated, the energy in your eyes is different."

"Different?" Gan Bo also gradually remembered.

The two people in the room were chatting about changes, and the two outside the room were talking on the phone.

Duan Fang is chatting with Duan Keke.

This eight-year-old sister is very sensible.Although she liked the bustling big city very much, she restrained that liking.

She happily shared what she saw and heard with Duan Fang, and described the beautiful world in her eyes.

"Brother, it would be great if you could come and take a look."

Listening to her soft voice, Duan Fang could imagine how happy the sister on the other end of the phone was.

"It's really big here, I've never seen such a tall building." Her voice was full of surprise, "Brother, you don't know how fun the playground is."

She had accumulated all the surprises and joys she had accumulated throughout the day, and told Duan Fang all of them.

Finally finished the call, when Duanfang blew the night breeze for a while and was about to go back to the house, he seemed to hear a little voice.

"Who is it?" He couldn't hear the voice in the wind.

'It's Cheng Yi, the voice seems to be coming from behind the kennel. ' Madoka deduced, 'he was the only voice there. '

Brother Cheng?What was he doing behind the kennel alone, it was dark and there was nothing there.

Duanfang approached slowly curiously, before he saw anyone, he heard a cold snort first.

He stopped, his body was just blocked by the wood, and he only heard Cheng Yi's passing.

The voice was very strange, and the words were full of disgust, as if the person on the other end of the phone was not a person, but something like a bug or a mouse, and it felt disgusting to say a word more.

"What are you, what qualifications do you have to teach me."

Duan Fang was taken aback, and glanced through the gap, only to see Cheng Yi standing up straight, stretched into a cold thread like a gun.

He knew that although Cheng Yi had no other expression on his face, he was already angry.

There was a high-pitched female voice on the other end of the phone. Duan Fang didn't hear it clearly, but he felt the man's excitement and anger.

But Cheng Yi still looked the same, he didn't even move his brows.

He said: "An Ruyu, do you think I don't know what you and your brother are doing behind the scenes? To find an idiot like you as a mistress, Cheng Rilang is really mentally retarded."

Duan Fang was stunned. It turned out that this is what happened when he was really angry?

The wind gradually became stronger, and the leaves made a rustling sound, one after another.The night was dark and the wind was high, and the shadows of the trees were dancing. Duanfang tightened his clothes, a little worried.

He didn't know what the person on the other end of the phone said. He saw Cheng Yi turn around, and the tendons in the hand holding the phone tensed.

"Do you dare to try it? Do you think I can't do anything about you because I was thrown by Cheng Rilang?" He gritted his teeth, and every word he said seemed to be suppressing his anger.

He stood tall, his eyes were looking straight at the dark mountain forest, and his voice was as cold as a piece of ice.

"An Ruyu, why don't you guess, do you think there is any way I can make your son die unexpectedly?"

This time, a more intense voice came from the other end of the phone. The thin female voice seemed to rush out of the phone, "Cheng Yi! You will have retribution!"

Even Duan Fang could hear the voice, it was sharp and sharp, full of anger, and concealed a trace of fear.

The woman on the other end of the phone was really angry and also really scared. She was afraid of Cheng Yi.

After she finished yelling, her voice dropped again, cursing Cheng Yi with a series of words, as if it would relieve her anger.

But Cheng Yi raised his chin, and a smile appeared on his lips.

"You're scared, aren't you?" He arched his back slightly, his whole body lurking in the night like a shadow, "You also know that there will be retribution."

Duanfang seemed to laugh when he heard him, with a tremor in his voice, but when he listened carefully, everything disappeared again.

"You trash, did you think about retribution when you killed her?" He rolled the grass under his feet heavily, but his face was still smiling.

He said, "Don't worry, you..."

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, rolling leaves and whistling. Before Duan Fang could finish listening, Cheng Yi hung up the phone.

For some reason, Duan Fang felt a little flustered when he heard the empty wind.

He asked Madoka, 'What should I do now? 'He heard an incomplete secret, a secret related to Cheng Yi.

Madoka analyzed it, "You should re-examine Cheng Yi, he is different from before, he is very dangerous. '

Duan Fang subconsciously wanted to refute, he wanted to say that just now was just some extreme thoughts that minors occasionally have, and it was just a bluff self-defense, but he couldn't convince himself.

At that moment, he could feel that Cheng Yi was not joking, the cold hatred in his tone was serious.

Madoka, 'I suggest you retreat now. '

But Duan Fang took a step forward.

Hearing the sound, the man in the shadow suddenly raised his head, and there was naked malice in his eyes before he could conceal it.

"Brother Cheng." Duanfang flinched and called out softly.

Cheng Yi didn't speak, didn't move, his face still had that impersonal look, he didn't even cover it up, the grass under his feet had been crushed to pieces.

He hid here to answer the phone, thinking that there would be no one, but he didn't expect that the little guy Duan Fang would come over, and because he was blocked by the wood, he never found out.

He was wondering what kind of excuse he would use to get rid of this trouble.

But Duanfang didn't give him a chance to think, he said: "Brother Cheng, I heard everything you just said."

He raised his head, his eyes were big and round, as if to testify to his words.

There was only the whistling wind around, the atmosphere was extremely stiff, neither of them spoke, only Madoka was screaming crazily.

'Xiao Fang, you are too stupid, you should go roundabout!Tactful!implicit!No, you shouldn't have walked there! '

'You're screwed, you're screwed. '

But Duanfang didn't seem to be able to hear it, and let the strong wind blow his clothes up. Like a stubborn old man, he fixed his eyes on Cheng Yi.

He asked, "Brother Cheng, do you want to do something bad?"

Cheng Yi took a deep look at him, his brows loosened, and he actually smiled softly.

He nodded and admitted, "If I do something bad, what do you think?" Facing those eyes, he suddenly didn't bother to cover himself with those lies.

Madoka became even more nervous, "Xiao Fang, I think you should retreat immediately, right now, right now!" '

Duanfang was stimulated by his sharp voice, and accidentally took half a step back.

However, Cheng Yi took a step forward and came to him all at once. He lowered his head, put his hands on the top of Duan Fang's head, and whispered in his ear:

"What's the matter? If I do something bad, are you going to tell them? Or hide it for me?"