elopement

"Uncle? The voice is so young?" Jiang Xuan asked puzzledly. Su Mian paused for a while and didn't know how to answer. At this moment, a call came into the mobile phone. Su Mian tactfully seized this opportunity to change the subject: "This mobile phone is my uncle. Public, there is a call coming in, can we chat on WeChat later?"

"Yes." Jiang Xuan agreed with a good temper.

"Hello, hello." Su Mian answered the incoming call. There was a male voice that sounded fierce, but his tone was urgent: "Who are you? Let my son answer the phone."

Su Mian had already stood up and pushed open the balcony door. Yan Luan was standing bored in the corridor. Su Mian quickly handed over the phone: "Yan Luan, it seems that your father is looking for you."

Yan Luan answered the phone in confusion: "Hello."

"Yan Luan! I'm your father!" Yan Luohan's voice sounded urgent.

"What's wrong?" Yan Luan frowned, Yan Luohan's state was not quite right.

"Listen well, your father probably really got hurt this time." Yan Luohan didn't leave any buffer, and directly gave Yan Luan a blow in the head.

Yan Luan's face immediately turned livid, and he spoke coldly and hard: "What?"

"Don't worry about it! I'm just telling you that no matter who comes to you at that time, you have to say that you never took money from me. Your money was borrowed from you by your teacher or earned by yourself. Do you hear me?" ?”

Yan Luan gritted his teeth, he couldn't accept Yan Luohan's sudden and huge change, he didn't even tell him anything, just let him lie.

"What happened to you?" Yan Luan suppressed his almost explosive emotions and questioned Yan Luohan.

"You can't control it! Anyway, you just remember, I didn't give you money if you killed me, do you hear me? I borrowed this phone number, so don't call back!"

"Click" Yan Luohan hangs up the phone neatly, and Yan Luan holds up the phone in a daze, indescribably shocked and angry.

"You...are you alright?" Su Mian worriedly looked at Yan Ran who had completely lost his composure.

There was murderous look in Yan Ran's eyes, and Su Mianxiao was startled when he glanced over.

"Don't tell your uncle about this." Yan Luan couldn't improve his tone, he was so irritable now that he wanted to drag Yan Luohan out of the phone to fight.

It was like this every time. Every time Yan Luohan had an accident, Yan Luan would only know after he entered. When he was a child, his grandparents were with him. Later, when his grandparents were gone, Yan Luan ran to the police station and police station to find Yan Luohan. The policeman looked at him pitifully, and led him to have a look at Yan Luohan.

Yan Luan has already forgotten how many times he has counted how many days Yan Luohan is before he is released... these years have finally stopped, who knows that when Yan Luan felt that he was the happiest, he would come again like this one time.

Su Mian pursed her lips and nodded, Yan Luan put the phone in his pocket: "I'll go out for a while, you can go back."

Su Mian was a little worried: "You...you can tell me if you have any difficulties, I..."

"No." Yan Luan dropped the word coldly, then turned and walked towards the stairs. His pace was fast, and there was an aura of keeping strangers away from him all over his body.

Yan Luan called Yan Luohan's friend in Guta, the uncle answered the phone, but only asked Yan Luan again if he had already received Yan Luohan's call, and asked Yan Luan to listen to what Yan Luohan said. Don't talk about spending money.

Yan Luan still didn't know what happened, but from the tone and state of Yan Luohan and the uncle, he knew that this time was probably a big event, and it was probably "really stumbled" as Yan Luohan said.

Yan Luan didn't go back to the practice room, nor went to dinner. He went back to his room and started to pack his luggage.

Bai Xiwang came back to take a shower after dinner, and found that Yan Luan had already packed a small suitcase and was pulling out the charging plug of his mobile phone, with a schoolbag slung over his shoulder.

"What's your situation?" Bai Xiwang, with milk in his mouth, excitedly walked over to look at Yan Luan with a dignified face.

"I have to go home." Yan Lun's voice was a little hoarse. He put the charging cable into the schoolbag, zipped up the schoolbag, pulled up the suitcase and went out. Bai Xiwang took a step and immediately blocked Yan Luan: "Why? What's wrong? Something happened to your house?"

Yan Luan stopped in his tracks, impatient flickering between his brows and eyes: "Well, don't tell Teacher Chu, I will tell him myself. Get out of the way."

Bai Xiwang looked at Yan Luan's completely gloomy and dignified state, and said nothing to move away: "What is your family so anxious about? You have to retest in two days, can't you take it easy?"

Yan Ran gritted his teeth: "I can't slow it down, will you let me go?"

Bai Xiwang wanted to say something, but was pushed away by Yan Luan. He didn't have time to prepare, and fell on the bed because of unsteady feet, and Yan Luan went straight out the door.

Bai Xiwang quickly trotted to follow, Yan Luan walked fast, Bai Xiwang caught up with him when he was approaching the elevator, and got on the elevator with Yan Luan: "You can't do this, I'll tell Teacher Chu now!"

As he spoke, Bai Xiwang took out his phone.

"My dad went in." Yan Luan's voice was lowered, his eyes were scarlet, Bai Xiwang's hand that was about to send a message stopped, and his expression was a little stunned: "...what?"

"Maybe I can't get out. I don't know what happened. I have to go back and have a look." Yan Luan felt deeply powerless. Judging from the tone of Yan Luohan and the uncle, it is not difficult to guess that Yan Luohan this time Yan Luan was not sure how serious the incident was, whether "really fell" meant that he could not come out, or that his life might be lost.

"Ah? So serious?" Bai Xiwang lost the excited and anxious expression just now, worry appeared in his eyes, when the elevator reached the first floor, Yan Luan walked out, and a group of fans in the lobby saw Yan Luan who was not wearing a mask and quickly rushed towards him. while walking.

"Then pay attention to your own safety, and call whenever you need anything." Bai Xiwang followed Yan Luan out, and helped him block some crazy fans by the way.

"Hmm." Yan Luan's Adam's apple twitched, and the crowd of fans led a large number of passers-by to stop to see this handsome boy who seemed to be in a bad mood.

Yan Luan couldn't go on in the hall, surrounded by the crowd, his eyes were cold and hard, staring at the few people standing in the front: "Go away."

Those few people were taken aback, and some people muttered in the crowd, "Playing big", "What are you pulling", "Is he attacking fans?" "So unqualified!"...

"Hey everyone, let's give way, we have something urgent." Bai Xiwang acted as a peacemaker and opened the way for Yan Luan by the way, but Yan Luan rushed into the crowd with his suitcase before Bai Xiwang could evacuate the crowd gently. In the crowd, several people staggered and almost fell, in exchange for more ugly and loud curses.

Yan Luan seemed to be unable to hear anything, he got into the car he had ordered a long time ago, and headed to the airport.

Chu Shiyu learned that Yan Luan had left when students in his class shared a hot search screenshot in the group. He was arranging the exam forms for each school for the students at the time, and he was stunned when he saw the screenshot.

The trending search has already been marked red, and it continues to rise. The highest ranking is fifth: Yan Luan playing big cards; below are mixed with: Yan Luan pushing passers-by; Yan Luan's art test and other entries.

Chu Shiyu quickly closed the phone, and walked out quickly while calling Yan Luan. The phone was picked up after a long time. Yan Luan's voice sounded cold and stuffy: "Huh?"

"Yan Luan, where have you been?" At this time Chu Shiyu was in Yan Lun's room, his big suitcase was still there, and he took a small one away.

"I have something to do when I go home." Yan said nonsense.

"What's the matter at home, you left in a hurry and didn't tell me." Chu Shiyu's tone was comforting and anxious, with a small trace of reproach.

"Teacher, I'll be back soon. It's fine. It's troublesome to talk about, so let's talk about it when I go back." Yan Luan spoke in a depressed state, but with a little obedience, which made Chu Shiyu feel pitiful.

"Then shall I go with you? Are you at the airport or the high-speed rail station? I'll go find you." Chu Shiyu didn't ask any more questions, but directly made the decision to accompany Yan Luan.

Chu Shiyu walked to his room, wanting to get his wallet and ID card, but Yan Luan only flatly refused him: "No, I'm leaving, don't worry about me."

After Yan Luan finished speaking, he hung up the phone. He put the phone in his pocket and handed the boarding pass to the flight attendant. He didn't care how many people around him were looking at him and pointing at him.

The flight attendant returned the boarding pass to Yan Luan, and Yan Luan stepped onto the corridor bridge and got on the plane back to the ancient pagoda.

He didn't want Chu Shiyu to come into contact with this matter. Yan Luan didn't want Chu Shiyu to see those stinky and embarrassing things. He could ask Yan Luohan's low-level thugs and go door-to-door to find Yan Luohan's concubine Xiaoqinger, but he Don't want Chu Shiyu to accompany him to do these things, never.

Public opinion on the Internet is still fermenting. Yan Luan's fans have stepped on too many celebrities and marketing accounts in the past. Apart from these fans, Yan Luan himself has no public relations and agents. On the retina, Yan Luan did say "fuck", did bump into someone, and did look very rude.

When online public opinion criticized Yan Luan verbally and in writing, a large number of fans of Yan Luan also took off their fans, expressing "disappointment" with Yan Luan, feeling that they "judged the wrong person", and some even turned to black people to swear at him very viciously .

Yan Luan suddenly turned from the proud son of heaven to a street rat.

And just after such an angry Internet public opinion went on for a night, F Art also got involved. They announced the re-examination list of the acting department, and those fans left behind by Yan Luan wrote 90 names on the sheet. From the beginning to the end of the re-examination list, there is no one whose name is Yan Lun.