It is said that I was once a big man [Quick Transmigration]

As the number of people joining the group increased, even other schools were mixed in, and many avatars were obviously male. Song Yang was very worried that the entire group would be reported.

But there are so many people asking for it, and seeing the soaring votes, it not only means that Yun Sang is handsome, and that gold always shines, but also means that Song Yang himself has excellent photography skills and has the magic power to turn decay into magic, so Song Yang felt secretly refreshed, being pestered by a few goblins in the group, he pretended to be reserved, but pretended to be embarrassed: "It's the last one, it's really the last one!"

"Okay, brother Song, you are the best!"

Yun Sang didn't know what was going on, he had just finished a project when he saw Song Yang waving at him with his mobile phone and shouting: "Brother Sang, look here—"

He turned his head reflexively, just in time for the "click" sound, and there was a moment of daylight.Normal people would subconsciously close their eyes when encountering a flashing light, but Yun Sang didn't. He was still calm and even had some doubts, so he entered the picture with an extremely perfect posture.

Even Song Yang trembled slightly when he looked at the photo. He had been looking at him day and night for a long time, but looking at this photo, he was a little bit stopped, and he felt dazed.Even though the background was noisy and noisy, crowded and chaotic, there was no romance at all, but Yun Sang still easily captured people by turning around.

This should be the best photo he took today, Song Yang was hesitant to share it for a while.

He ran to ask Yun Sang, after Yun Sang took a look at the photo, he didn't mind.He had just won the first place in the long jump. A reporter who claimed to be from a TV station came to interview him, pulled him into a chat, and the camera almost hit his face. He was very enthusiastic. Under the exposure, the circulation of a few photos is nothing.

Song Yang posted it, and as expected, it caused a frenzy in the group.This was within his expectation, he turned off his mobile phone, because the soaring number of votes meant that Yun Sang came from behind and had secured the victory ahead of time.

The project that Yun Sang just finished won the first place again. The TV reporters and photographers immediately came to interview him again. Their original task was to interview the school leaders and the winners of each project. No.1 of most projects.

Then he became a big hit.

The physical education teacher circled around him like a treasure. A senior who was in charge of shooting wonderful shots in the school took enough photos of athletes falling and getting injured. After collecting enough materials, he also began to ask Song Yang for photos. The two are wrangling each other.

The TV reporter, as always, raised the microphone to interview No.1.

No matter how well Jiang Ting and the other hostess recited the speech, they couldn't get back the camera shot that was completely on Yun Sang's body. The hostess Yu Qianqian was a little frustrated, but Jiang Ting was secretly ashamed.

He had already arranged for several admirers to bring him flowers, and as soon as the camera came to the stage, the flowers would be presented immediately.As a result, after waiting for a long time, the camera still showed no signs of coming here, but the petals of the bouquet he had ordered and placed in the background were about to wilt.

The stands in the playground were full of people, and Jiang Yanhuai and his good buddies were also sitting in it, clenched their fists with both hands: "Hey Yan Huai, your brother won the first place in the long jump!" It didn't take long before his thighs were swollen again, ah Ah shouted: "Yan Huai, your brother is the first to cross the starting line again!" His appearance was a hundred times more exciting than that of his own brother Jiang Yanhuai.

Jiang Yanhuai glanced at him, and lazily waved two fluorescent sticks: "What are you so excited about?" Although he also listened to the host's report of Yun Sang's grades, his ears were almost callused.

Good buddy: "Don't you think he is very powerful?" Wu Neng smashed the table with his hands and smashed the school bully, Wen Neng's grades bullied the red list, and now he is still shining in sports events. Apart from not being talkative, he can be called ten Item omnipotent.Ask yourself, it is very encouraging for a young man from the countryside to be the first in the Nancheng exam. If he has other special abilities, it will become an existence that cannot be compared, and it is directly convincing.

It can be said that Yun Sang completely aroused his Mu Qiang heart.

Hearing the good buddies who grew up wearing the same underpants playing Yunsang, Jiang Yanhuai couldn't express his sourness and awkwardness, but he still said: "Is it amazing, just a little bit."

He stretched out a hand and compared the size of the fingernails.

The good buddy’s eyes showed pity, and he took his hard-spoken words as being brave: “I understand your feelings, you were hanged and beaten by a younger brother again.” Jiang Ting stopped talking, because hard work and excellence have been carved into his bones since childhood characters.It's just that I didn't expect that the younger brother who was just picked up, everyone thought it was a yellow and wilting cabbage. You are swollen from stepping on it, think about the fate of Qiang Yu, the thorn in the first grade, how can this person need affection.

He feels that his good brother needs love and affection only if he can't do anything.

But there is a question that has been lingering in his mind, so he couldn't help asking: "Yan Huai, are you and Yun Sang really the same mother? Why do I feel that you are the one who was wronged back then?"

Jiang Yanhuai kicked him: "Go to hell!"

Qiangyu at the other end dragged one leg and walked by the window. There were only a few people in the classroom, and the lights were not turned on, making the environment extremely dull.Qiang Yu looked at the extremely lively race on the playground. He had excellent eyesight, and he could see the red debris of the salute, the gaudy colored ribbons, and the applause of the classmates. It made him dragging his broken leg and stump extremely miserable.

He raised the corners of his lips sarcastically, offending Yun Sang for his ridiculous self, but within a month, his campus status fell directly from the top of the food chain to the bottom, and even the excitement of the whole world seemed to have no chance for him .

Parents' participation in the sports meeting is also one of the highlights.Behind the continuous construction of the Nancheng Campus, there are many shadows of local mysterious rich, philanthropic tycoons, and business upstarts in City A. Jiang Bohan is one of them. He donated a library when his eldest son entered the school, and he donated another when his youngest son entered the school this year. He bought a teaching building, and the school leaders were extremely hospitable to his arrival.

Little did he know that he himself was smiling wryly.

Because of a phone call from his wife Fu Meixia, he came to the scene in a daze. He was not wearing a formal suit leader, but a set of light blue and white sportswear carefully prepared by his wife.

If others can open his schedule, they will be shocked by the dense itinerary. Except for the leisurely breakfast time every day, he is basically busy until night. As the helm of a group, he does not sit in Drinking coffee at the desk and strategizing will do.He likes to do things by himself, and he is never absent from important meetings, corporate interviews, and receptions of celebrities and government officials.

He is as busy as a spinning top, sometimes on weekends, he can't even take care of his wife's complaints.

He knew what he was lacking, so he worked hard to fight for it. He was the second son of the Jiang family, but because of his uncle's infertility, he was sent there at an ignorant age.But when he called his uncle "Father" for several years, a pair of beautiful twins were born in his uncle's family, and his situation became very embarrassing again, and he was sent back.

But at that time, he was already precocious and remembered things. Facing the guilt of his parents and the rejection of his brothers, he pretended to be indifferent on the surface, but his heart was extremely disturbed.

He felt that he was in a special environment. His sensible elder brother was approved by his father, and his delicate younger brother was favored by his mother, while he had nothing and wandered outside the family.

Once he won the first place in an extremely cruel competition, he mustered up his courage, hoping that his father or mother could attend one of his parent-teacher meetings.In the end, only the secretary with a busy face attended, and his mood changed from infinite anticipation to deep disappointment.

He was used to doing everything well, but gradually he stopped making his own voice.

Until last night, his wife called him: "Honey, Xiaosang wants to participate in the sports meeting with you, can you go and give me an answer."

He laughed and said: "It's not that you don't know, I'm very busy, you can say sorry to my son for me, and ask him for me, what kind of reward does he want for No. 1 exam this time, whether it's a racing car Yachting is still a celebration, and I can satisfy him."

He clamped the microphone around his neck and continued to review the company's documents.

His wife complained: "Xiao Sang is a frugal child. He said he doesn't need those things, so he just hopes you can join him. Honey, he hopes it's you."

"He said he would wait for you all the time."

This familiar sentence made Jiang Bohan's reaction a bit slower. He thought of Yun Sang and the word sense of security, and a shadow began to circle in his mind again and again, a young self, a person who was sent away in the past, halfway He picked it up again, and finally sat in the classroom with a blank expression on his face.

There was a dull pain in his heart, and the seemingly healed wound in the past leaked blood again.

More than ten years have passed, and he has long since become a mature and steady adult, in charge of the entire group, and he has everything, but the events of that year are still imprinted in his heart.At the family banquet, he recalled the past with a smile, but the old man of the Jiang family and his father, who were already somewhat unresponsive, waved their hands and said that they had long since forgotten.

The sentence "I don't remember" made his smile freeze, and the rest of the banquet was sullen, and no one, including his wife, understood him.

He recalled a lot and thought a lot. The next day, he came to Nancheng in a muddle-headed manner. Looking at the young and fresh faces on the playground, Jiang Bohan felt a little embarrassed.

He has already arrived at the scene, but he still feels a little regretful, because he postponed an important golf course meeting today. The other party laughed a few times understandingly when he heard that he wanted to accompany his son, but Jiang Bohan was always worried. He was worried about whether there was another meaning behind the other party's laughter.

He still regretted it, but this regret lasted less than a second.

Because at this time, he saw Yun Sang's figure not far away, and his son was wearing a sportswear of the same color as his, running towards him.

The wind blows slowly, twitching the young man's lithe bangs, his star-like eyes slightly raised, showing a demeanor as cold as snow.

Jiang Bohan was stunned. Yun Sang really looked very similar to him. When the other party really appeared, under the circumstances, he really seemed to be his young self, running towards him vigorously like the wind.Maybe it was because the wind was too gentle, or maybe it was an illusion. Jiang Bohan saw that the corners of the boy's mouth, which had always been straight, had a slight curvature. Is the other party jumping for joy, or shy?

His heart skipped a beat.

For a moment, all regrets disappeared.

The author has something to say: Good buddy: Don’t you think he’s awesome?

Jiang Yanhuai: Let's do it a hundred million,

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