The God of the Father and the Hero is Broken [Transmigration Book]

Outside the classroom, in the corridor, Jian Yao faced Zhao Yinghua, and the squad leader Zhao Ming stood behind Zhao Yinghua. He had obviously shed tears, and there were still dry tears on his face.

Zhao Ming's expression changed several times when he saw Jian Yao, and finally he pursed his lips and raised his chin slightly, as if to say that he has someone backing him now, and that Jian Yao is going to be in trouble.

Zhao Yinghua had a headache, she thought it was a trivial matter - anyway, it didn't affect the class, Jian Yao didn't play with her mobile phone in class, no matter how she thought about it, it had nothing to do with the big thing.

But Zhao Ming even ran to her to complain, and she gave Zhao Ming the power to enforce discipline. If she didn't discipline Jian Yao, there would always be students who would come to try the bottom line again.

"Ms. Zhao." Jian Yao took out the phone and handed it to Zhao Yinghua, "You can confiscate it."

Zhao Yinghua: "..."

She can only take the phone.

Jian Yao looked at Zhao Yinghua, and Zhao Yinghua also looked at Jian Yao.

Rather than saying it was anger, Zhao Yinghua's mood was more embarrassment.

Zhao Yinghua coughed lightly, and said with a straight face: "You are a class leader, you should lead by example."

Jian Yao glanced at Zhao Ming, and he said calmly: "I know, you should dismiss me as a study committee member. If I am not a class cadre, I can devote all my energy to my studies, instead of asking me to do something. I have to go every time to move a table and chair, last time at the orientation meeting, I missed two classes just to move the table in the auditorium."

"Why are you missing two classes?" Zhao Yinghua frowned.

She was counting on the few students in the class, including Jian Yao, to get good grades. Their grades were also her grades. It was fine to be a class cadre, but it was fine because being a class cadre affected the grades.

Zhao Ming quickly explained: "At that time, it was said that each class in the first year of high school had to send one person out."

Jian Yao: "Then why is it me every time? Can't you go as the class leader? Or can't other class cadres go?"

Zhao Ming was angry: "You mean that I am against you? Why should I be against you? We have no hatred."

"I know, you have no enmity with anyone else in the class." Jian Yao stated the facts, "Everyone is writing hard in every class, only you look up and look around to see if there is any violation of discipline. Remember, you have to memorize when you pick up a book, and you have to memorize when you have to borrow a pen when you run out of ink. For the discipline of the class, you have really paid too much."

Zhao Ming panicked and anxiously said, "I didn't! I all, all remember and don't follow discipline, I..."

"I don't know about that, you know it in your heart." Jian Yao didn't argue with Zhao Ming any more, but said to Zhao Yinghua, "Teacher, if there is nothing else, I'll go back to the classroom and start class."

Zhao Yinghua was in a complicated mood: "Go back first."

Then Zhao Yinghua said to Zhao Ming, "Come with me to the office."

Zhao Ming pursed his lips and obediently followed behind Zhao Yinghua

Jian Yao was very upset. He returned to the classroom and sat back in his seat. The students who were sitting on their seats and pretending to be reading immediately surrounded him and filled up all the seats around Jian Yao that could stand people. The crowd was tight. .

"How did you say it? How did you say it?!"

"Damn it, old class called Zhao Ming away, this time he must be unlucky, right?"

"Hurry up, go to sleep, what did you tell Lao Ban? Why didn't you get called away, but he was called away?"

"Hey, is Zhao Ming comfortable now? Let him pretend to be a tiger, and really treat himself as a character."

Jian Yao was so annoyed that he couldn't be more annoyed. He let go of the book and said in a flat tone: "It's nothing. Lao Ban should let him come back later. When he comes back, you can ask him."

But no one was angry because of Jian Yao's attitude, instead they were all joking.

Fortunately, the preparatory bell rang now, and the students could only sit back in their seats.

Zhao Ming was not able to attend this class, but this class is an art class. For the students, the 40-odd minutes are for relaxation. Just sit on the podium and play with your phone.

Not only art class, music class and physical education class are also similar.

The weekly art, physical education and music classes are the most precious courses for the students, in no particular order.

As long as the students don't talk loudly in class and the classroom is not noisy, the art class teacher doesn't care what they are doing.

The last class in the morning is math class, and Jian Yao is often asked to come to the stage to do the questions, because he never misses it, and the math class teacher even let him be the math class representative.

If the teachers were not afraid that he would be too tired, he would have to be the class representative of Chinese and English.

Today the math teacher really procrastinated again. After all, it is impossible to finish a class halfway through the class. When the students heard the bell ringing, they subconsciously looked out of the window. They still sat in the classroom well-behaved, waiting for the teacher to finish a question for them.

This incident dragged on longer than usual, until [-]:[-], the teacher said: "Let's get out of class, please memorize the solution to this question. If someone makes such a mistake in the next exam, go to the office to correct it." Copy this question a hundred times."

The students replied sparsely: "Got it, thank you teacher."

Because school ended later than usual, the students who originally wanted to ask Jian Yao after school were not in the mood to ask now—after all, the food in the cafeteria would be gone if it was late, or it would be cold.

Most of the students rushed to the cafeteria to eat, and a small number squeezed to Jian Yao's side and walked with Jian Yao.

Only Zhao Ming, who came back from the fourth class, walked alone at the end of the crowd.

No one cared about him, and no one talked to him, and the tablemate who walked closest to him usually went downstairs with other students as if he hadn't seen him.

At this time, Zhao Ming realized that he was isolated by his classmates.

But he didn't understand what he did wrong!His every move is to fulfill the duties of the monitor!

Zhao Ming looked at Jian Yao who was walking in front like "all the stars support the moon", and gritted his teeth so hard that he almost wanted to crush his own teeth.

He thought bitterly, "Are you satisfied now?"

However, Jian Yao is still worried at this moment, he doesn't have a mobile phone, so he can't call Huo Yan.

The mobile phones of boarding students must be handed over to the class teacher every Sunday night before self-study, and returned after school on Saturdays. Many day students do not bring mobile phones.

And even if Jian Yao could borrow a cell phone, he didn't remember Huo Yan's cell phone number.

I usually read it from the address book, and I can't remember it at all.

The outrageous thing is that Zhou Yi brought a spare phone today, and the phone with Huo Yan's phone number was being replaced because the screen was broken, and Chen Mei didn't bring a phone.

"Let's go to the old place to eat." Zhou Yi lowered his head and played with his phone.

The three of them had just walked through the street in front of the school when Zhou Yi stopped suddenly, his expression became weird and tangled in an instant.

Jian Yao was standing in front of the sidewalk, when the light happened to be green, Jian Yao turned his head and asked Zhou Yi: "What's wrong?"

Zhou Yi: "...Anyang County, you are talking about our county?"

Chen Mei looked at Zhou Yi like a fool: "Yeah, what's wrong? You forgot even the name of the county?"

Zhou Yi asked in confusion again: "Our school is called Shude, right?"

Now Chen Mei and Jian Yao stopped talking, they looked at Zhou Yi, ready to see what Zhou Yi was going to perform.

"Then what, is there only one Huo Yan in the second year of high school in our school?" Zhou Yi held the phone, his body was so stiff that he couldn't walk, he even thought he had an illusion.

Jian Yao frowned. He walked up to Zhou Yi, looked at the screen on Zhou Yi's phone, and saw the names of Huo Yan and Zhou Wenyuan as soon as he put his eyes on it. He didn't need to read the article, he knew what the article was about .

Zhou Yi said to the two of them incoherently: "It says that Huo Yan is the eldest son of the Zhou family, that, that Zhou family. Don't we have their shopping mall here?"

The Zhou family's enterprises have set foot in many fields.

In the traditional field, there are electrical appliances and furniture. In the high-end field, there are foreign luxury brands acquired. They have also obtained domestic agency sales of many luxury cars, as well as cosmetics and daily necessities. Even the game industry has the shadow of the Zhou family.

Not only has agency rights, but also has its own product line, which is doing well both online and offline.

Everyone knows that the Zhou family is rich, but no one knows how rich the Zhou family is.

Just looking around, it seems that Zhou's family is everywhere, and the product brand I was used to, but I checked it online turned out to be a subsidiary of Zhou's family.

Zhou Yi swallowed his saliva: "It is said that Zhou Wenyuan's biological mother was the Zhou family's nanny, and she changed Huo Yan and Zhou Wenyuan."

Zhou Yi, who said this, looked up at the sun above his head, he almost thought that he hadn't woken up yet.

Otherwise, this kind of thing is too magical.

"Pinch me." Zhou Yi said to Chen Mei.

Chen Mei was also still in shock, and didn't refuse when she heard the words, she raised her hand and pinched Zhou Yi's face fiercely in a daze.

"Fuck!" Zhou Yi jumped up in pain: "You don't have to use such force!"

Frightened by Zhou Yi's shout, Chen Mei regained her senses. She curled her lips: "You asked me to pinch you, but I pinched you and thought my hands were too heavy. You are really hard to please."

Zhou Yi: "..."

Jian Yao took the mobile phone from Zhou Yi's hand, he read the article carefully, and always felt something was wrong.

Now the development of the surrounding things has been exactly the same as the plot in the book, it can only be said that it has nothing to do with it.

But after reading this article, Jian Yao can clearly feel the author's bias. Words can instill emotions in people unconsciously and change the standpoint of the audience. The author of this article is exaggerating Huo Yan from the beginning to the end Life.

There is an extraordinary beginning, repeated middle chapters, and the end of finally discovering the truth.

That's why it spread so quickly. People like to read stories, especially stories that are easy to understand and easy to read.

As long as the story can mobilize people's emotions, it will be successful.

Jian Yao clicked into the comment area to have a look, sure enough, most of the comments were complaining about Huo Yan.

There are also a few sporadic comments that Zhou Wenyuan is also innocent, and only the nanny is the real villain.

Public opinion is on Huo Yan's side.

And people will trust their first impressions, and they will trust the person they empathize with.

Unless the Zhou family stands up now, leads Huo Yan to do a paternity test, and broadcasts the whole process live, without adding any water to prove that Huo Yan is not from the Zhou family, then the public opinion may be reversed.

The story has come to the point of discovering the truth, and of course people want to see the end.

The best ending is that Huo Yan was admitted back to the Zhou family, got compensation, and everyone got happiness.

This is the happy ending that people want to see.

Jian Yao returned the phone to Zhou Yi, and Zhou Yi asked excitedly after getting the phone: "Will Huo Yan be recognized?! Surely he will be recognized, right! He will be the eldest son of the Zhou family from now on!"

Zhou Yi was sincerely happy for Huo Yan.

How can you be unhappy? !

This is an opportunity to change destiny.

What the Zhou family can provide to Huo Yan is something that many people can't get after a lifetime of hard work, or more than ten lifetimes.

It is not only money and resources, but also a visible social class.

Jian Yao pursed his lips, he didn't know what to say at this time, but he couldn't be as happy for Huo Yan as Zhou Yi and Chen Mei, because he knew very well that if Huo Yan was recognized, it would be a new round of suffering start.

"Why is your expression so dignified?" Chen Mei looked at Jian Yao's face, "Isn't this a good thing?"

Jian Yao forced a smile with difficulty: "I'm just too shocked."

Chen Mei smiled and said: "I was also scared just now, you said, after Huo Yan is recognized, will he come back to see us?"

"The Zhou family is in the capital, right? In the future, we will all be admitted to schools in the capital, and we will definitely be able to meet him. Even if he goes abroad to study in college, he will definitely come back during the holidays."

"I still can't believe it! Oh my God!"

"I can't believe it." Zhou Yi has already started to fantasize, "Do you think Huo Yan will be like the rich second generation in TV dramas, driving millions, no! Tens of millions of luxury cars to play around, There is a beautiful woman in the co-pilot..."

Chen Mei rolled her eyes: "Returning beautiful women, is it because you like beautiful women?"

Zhou Yi: "Who doesn't like beautiful women, don't you? Who watches idol dramas every day and can be crazy about the heroine and heroine?"

Chen Mei: "...you're crazy!"

They were laughing and joking, but Jian Yao couldn't laugh, on the contrary, he was even more worried.

Although he didn't remember Huo Yan's mobile phone number, Jian Yao remembered Jian Anzhi's.

"Lend me your mobile phone again, and I'll call my mother." Jian Yao took the mobile phone from Zhou Yi, and went to a place where there were few people to make a call.

"Mom, please help me ask the head teacher for a day off." Jian Yao asked, "Have you read the news on the Internet?"

Jian Yao waited for a while: "I want to find Huo Yan."

After asking clearly, Jian Anzhi said, "Okay, I'll call your homeroom teacher, and I'll also send Huo Yan's mobile phone number to the one you're using now."

After confirming that she had asked for leave, Jian Yao memorized Huo Yan's cell phone number by rote, said goodbye to Zhou Yi and Chen Mei, took a taxi, and went straight to Huo Yan's house.

Anyway, next to Huo Yan's house is his home, if Huo Yan is not at home, he will go home first to get his cell phone.

Jian Anzhi has several obsolete old mobile phones, and he knows where they are.

Jian Anzhi is not at home at this time, she has made new friends, and today she made an appointment with her friends to go shopping.

When sitting in the taxi, Jian Yao wished that the speed of the taxi would be faster, and even faster.

He didn't know if Huo Yan had read this article, but he hoped that at this moment, he could be by Huo Yan's side.

·

When Jian Yao arrived at the door of Huo Yan's house, he was already a little closer. He stood at the door and found that the lights in the house were not turned on.

Although he had never entered Huo Yan's house, he had heard from Huo Yan that if the lights were not turned on in his house, even if the sun was shining brightly outside, the house would always be gloomy with a musty smell.

This one-story house is out of tune with the surrounding houses, as if it is still living in the old times decades ago.

Jian Yao walked up the steps and stood in front of the door, he couldn't hear the sound in the room, as if there was no one inside.

But Jian Yao still took a deep breath and knocked on the old wooden door—this house looked so dilapidated that even thieves would not come to patronize it, after all, no one with a little money would stay in this kind of house Broken house.

He knocked a few times, and there was a rustling sound from inside, as if someone was dragging something.

After a while, Jian Yao heard footsteps gradually approaching.

When the wooden door in front of him was pushed open and he saw Huo Yan's familiar face, his heart fell to the ground. He sighed involuntarily, and his voice relaxed a lot: "My mobile phone was confiscated by the teacher. I haven't called you since then, are you okay?"

Jian Yao subconsciously looked into the room.

There was no one in the room, nothing.

Huo Yan took two steps forward and stepped out of the door. He gently closed the door, and the door just opened was closed again.

He turned around and locked the door, then smiled and said to Jian Yao: "It's okay, they have already left."

"They didn't do anything to you, did they?" Jian Yao was worried. He grabbed Huo Yan's wrist, and then looked Huo Yan up and down. He didn't let go of any exposed skin on Huo Yan's body, so he was sure of Huo Yan. After there were no visible scars on his body, he frowned and said, "You know that they are uneasy and kind to you, why did you run home to meet them? It's better to be in a crowded place."

Huo Yan: "As you said, I am a man anyway, and my body is not bad, so I don't have to worry so much."

Jian Yao: "..."

He said with some embarrassment: "Okay, okay, didn't I admit everything wrong before?"

"Have you eaten yet? Let's go back to eat first. There seems to be spaghetti and meat sauce at home. Let's eat whatever we want." After taking two steps, Jian Yao realized that he was still holding Huo Yan's wrist.

He stopped and withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened.

Back at Jane's house, Jian Yao went to the kitchen to find out the pasta, and then boiled water, but he never completely left Huo Yan's eyes.

Whenever Huo Yan picks up the phone, Jian Yao becomes extremely nervous.

"Did you check your phone this morning?" Jian Yao cautiously probed.

Huo Yan: "Not yet, what's the matter?"

Jian Yao took a deep breath: "If, I mean, if, the Zhou family wants to recognize you back, will you go back?"

Huo Yan's voice was calm: "Do you want me to go back or not?"

"Of course not!" Jian Yao blurted out.

Huo Yan: "Don't worry, I won't take the initiative to find them."

Jian Yao's voice softened a lot: "Although Feng Yao took the initiative to look for you, I don't think she looks like she wants to make up for you. I think even if you go back, they might not treat you very well. "

"And they might let you live under the same roof as Zhou Wenyuan. People like Zhou Wenyuan will definitely bully you." Jian Yao said firmly.

After the noodles were cooked, neither Jian Yao nor Huo Yan moved their chopsticks first. Although it was spaghetti, Jian Yao was too lazy to reach for a fork. It was more convenient to use chopsticks. Besides the noodles, Jian Yao also brewed a bowl of seaweed soup. I cracked an egg into it myself.

There are noodles, soup, and meat sauce in the noodles. This lunch is not too perfunctory.

"There is an article on the Internet now." Jian Yao was worried that this news would have too much impact on Huo Yan, so he said after careful consideration, "It is about you and Zhou Wenyuan, and now almost everyone knows that you and Zhou Wenyuan are related. It was maliciously replaced by Yang Jinhua."

Huo Yan smiled: "So that's why you kept dealing with the Zhou family just now?"

"You know?" Jian Yao's eyes widened.

Huo Yan nodded: "I told you before that my uncle came to look for me."

Jian Yao pursed his lips: "Is he fighting for you?"

No, it's impossible, Feng He is not the kind of kind-hearted person, he must want to use Huo Yan!

However, Huo Yan said blindly and optimistically: "He said he would give me an explanation."

Now Jian Yao couldn't eat anymore, the noodles in his mouth couldn't be swallowed no matter what.

"Don't worry." Huo Yan looked into Jian Yao's eyes, "He is my uncle, he won't harm me."

Jian Yao waved his hand, pointed in the direction of the bathroom, then put down his chopsticks, rushed to the bathroom, spit out the noodles in his mouth, and came back after rinsing his mouth.

"Have you ever thought about why he helped you?" Jian Yao said, "You have never met before! Isn't it strange that he suddenly appeared and then suddenly wanted to help you?!"

Jian Yao can't directly say that Feng He is not a good person, he has never talked to Feng He, and Huo Yan will certainly not believe him.

Huo Yan said softly: "I have nothing, what can he plan for me?"

Jian Yao couldn't continue, he didn't even dare to look at Huo Yan's face.

After all, they are Huo Yan's relatives. To Huo Yan, as long as the other party makes him feel family affection, nothing else may matter.

Jian Yao: "If, I mean, if Feng He really wants to use you, is there a way for you to protect yourself?"

He was worried, lest Huo Yan would fall into a trap, and he couldn't tell the whole story about himself, so he was anxious and helpless.

It's not that he didn't think about telling Huo Yan that this world is a book, and that the other party is the protagonist in the book, and he will be bullied by all kinds of abuse.

But every time he wanted to speak, he finally held back.

He asked himself, if someone told him before he passed through the book that he was in a book, he would not only be bullied, but also achieve nothing.

He must think that the other party is a lunatic, and he should stay away from him.

"How does he use me?" Huo Yan reassured Jian Yao, "It will be fine, he just told me about my background."

Jian Yao: "..."

Huo Yan restrained his smile, and said seriously to Jian Yao: "I won't put myself in danger, I won't agree to what he asks me to do, are you at ease?"

Jian Yao frowned: "You promise."

Huo Yan: "I promise."

He will not tell Jian Yao the truth of the matter, but he will not let Jian Yao learn the truth from others.

The processed truth is also the truth.

Once Jian Yao found out that he was not weak to be bullied, nor was he at a disadvantage.

Maybe Jian Yao will be happy for him, happy.

But he will definitely stay away from him too.

Jian Yao will devote himself to his own life.

And he couldn't bear that day to come.