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

The bag of documents was taken away by Huo Yan. It may be taken to the company for destruction, or it may have other functions.

Anyway, Jian Yao didn't ask in detail, Huo Yan would naturally tell him when he wanted to tell him, not to mention Jian Yao didn't have much curiosity about these things.

After all, they have already left Anyang County, and Huo Yan is no longer that minor who cannot make decisions for himself.

Jian Yao now has an unreasonable confidence in Huo Yan, and even thinks that only Huo Yan raises his hands and surrenders, otherwise no one can defeat him.

In the past few days, Jian Yao's favorite thing to do is to look at the ring.

Take a look when you are walking, take a look before going to bed, and you are reluctant to take it off when you take a shower.

The class schedule has already come down. They have no classes every Thursday and Sunday, one morning and one afternoon, and the students in the class are crying in the group. Why can’t they have two days of weekends without classes?How nice it is to switch Thursday and Saturday.

Saturdays are more lively, and there are more people going out to play, let alone part-time jobs. There are more part-time jobs on weekends.

Feng Yang also sent a message to Jian Yao, saying that when they collected the books in their dormitory, they helped Jian Yao also collect them, and they helped him get them during class, so that he would not have to move so many books around.

This made Jian Yao a little embarrassed.

But he felt happier because of it.

All the previous haze has been swept away. He has a loving mother, a loving lover, and sincere classmates. He has a lot of time to build friendships and more time to experience the final student life.

He is happier than most people in this world.

The more Jian Yao thinks this way, the more optimistic and cheerful he becomes, often having fun alone.

Even the gatekeeper of the community could sense his good mood.

"We're going to work part-time on Thursday, will you go?" Feng Yang handed the book he brought to Jian Yao.

Now the teacher hasn't come yet, and half of the students in the class have just arrived, Jian Yao asked curiously: "What part-time job?"

Feng Yang: "The exhibition needs male waiters, and there are requirements for appearance and height. It needs a round of interviews, and you can only go if you are selected."

Feng Yang raised his eyebrows and said, "The wages are not low, eight hundred a day."

Jian Yao was startled: "So much?"

The part-time salary is [-] a day, which is indeed a bit ridiculously high.

Feng Yang said with a smile: "Because the requirements are high. Their requirements are like looking for a male model. The height must be 1.8 meters five, and the face must pass the test. You can't bend over, you can't have exposed tattoos, and you can't dye your hair."

Jian Yao: "Is it a serious exhibition?"

Feng Yang's eyes widened: "Eight hundred! It's too low if you're not serious!"

It seems so.

Feng Yang: "Are you going?"

Jian Yao really wanted to go, he hadn't earned money by himself for a long time, it seemed like it was a matter of his last life to earn his own living.

But if he goes, he won't be able to meet Huo Yan for a day.

He was reluctant.

"No, I have something to do." Jian Yao could only refuse Feng Yang's invitation, "But if there is a chance in the future, I can."

Feng Yang didn't force it: "That's fine, I heard that we will be issued uniforms at that time, white shirts and vests, it sounds handsome."

None of them had worn that kind of formal attire yet. Although they were waiter's clothes, they still felt beautiful in their hearts.

There are not too many freshman courses. Although the learning atmosphere is strong, it is not to the point where students have to hang their butts.

The teacher probably also understands that the freshmen have just left the high-pressure environment of the third year of high school, and they don't have too many requirements.

The students obviously have a different understanding of university life. Whoever has been whispering in their ears since the beginning of their studies: "You will be liberated when you are admitted to university." "University is much easier." "You are working hard now. A good university has time to play."It is impossible not to relax.

Coupled with the fact that there are no parents watching, many freshmen are like wild horses, wanting to try anything new.

Jian Yao often received a message at □□ in the evening, and his classmates invited him to sit in the bar. After playing enough, he would open a room near the bar. A group of people could squeeze together for a whole night. As for the next day's class?What's the matter, five or six hours of sleep is enough, it doesn't affect at all.

After the morning class, Jian Yao and Feng Yang went to the cafeteria to eat together.

The food in their cafeteria tastes average, but the portion is okay, and Jian Yao doesn't do anything special, so he only ordered a portion of rice and a dish, and shared it with Feng Yang and the others.

There are eight people in the dormitory, plus one him, they can eat nine dishes.

There is also free seaweed egg drop soup.

The only problem is that the college students now have experience, and when the spoon is turned down, the seaweed and egg flowers are basically cleaned up, and when it is Jian Yao's turn, there is only clear soup and little water left.

But Jian Yao didn't care at all, what he liked was the atmosphere of eating with his classmates.

Very lively.

After lunch, Feng Yang suggested: "There is no class in the afternoon, let's go play board games."

Others have no objection to playing board games, but have doubts about the price of board games: "Is it expensive?"

"how much is it?"

Feng Yang is an "old Jianghu", and he said in an old way: "A cup of milk tea is 15 yuan, but you can sit for an afternoon."

15 yuan doesn't seem like a lot.

Several people discussed for a few minutes, and finally decided to go.

After all, I just came to school not long ago, 15 yuan is obviously less than a dinner party, and I can still have a relationship with a dormitory, no matter how I think about it, it is not a loss.

Of course Jian Yao was also included.

He hadn't played board games yet, so he followed Feng Yang and the others out of the school with great interest.

It's just that before they turned on the navigation, they were attracted by the circle of people around the school gate.

If Feng Yang and the others needed the most things, they were probably curiosity and enthusiasm to join in the fun. Jian Yao was not going to lean over at first, but Feng Yang grabbed his shoulders and dragged him over forcefully.

"Maybe it's a big deal." Feng Yang pressed Jian Yao's shoulder and tiptoed to look into the crowd.

Jian Yao was about to drag him away, but the person in front of him just moved away, allowing Jian Yao to see half of a familiar face through the gap.

It is probably not the first time for the girl standing next to him to see such a scene. She gave a "tsk" and said to her friend standing on the other side, "Is it the third time this month?"

"I was pretending to kneel just now."

The friend rolled his eyes: "Lang Qing will definitely give it again this time. His father likes to come over when there are the most people and force him to give the money."

Girl: "I'm Lang Qing, so I'll beat him up. This kind of person needs to be dealt with properly. If you want shame, he will always come to you. You just need to force him to be shameless."

Friend: "...how can this be shameless? Lang Qing would have to hug his trouser legs even when he was walking."

Jian Yao understood.

The ones watching were Lang Qing and his father.

In terms of blood relationship, he is also Jian Yao's "father", Lang Hua.

Jian Yao involuntarily took two steps forward, he had only seen Lang Hua's face in the photo, and this was the first time he saw Lang Hua in reality, he originally thought that Lang Hua had the same face as in the photo Hateful middle-aged man.

But looking through the crowd, he found that Lang Hua in reality was better looking than in the photos, and his face didn't seem to have as much flesh as in the photos.

It may be because there are still shadows from his youth, and Jian Yao can even find a shadow similar to himself from him.

Their eyes are very similar, but Langhua's eyes are much smaller because of the flesh on his face, and the face shape is also similar.

This is a really strange thing.

Jian Yao has never met his biological parents in reality, and everything about genetics has nothing to do with him.

It was a novel experience for him to see his "biological father" in this world so closely.

But even if the appearance is not so hateful, what Lang Hua is doing at this time is ten thousand times more hateful than the appearance.

In front of so many students, he could cry and make noise without any shame, just because Lang Qing didn't give him all the money.

"You think I don't know?" Lang Hua's voice was harsh, his voice had been ruined by tobacco and alcohol, and when he spoke loudly, it was like beating a broken gong or drum. There are several holes, and the shoes under the feet also show the toes.

But it's not that he doesn't have money. The money he has collected from Lang Qing's mother and son over the years is enough for him to eat and drink.

He gambled all his money, and there was only one winner in the casino, so even if he had money, he lived like a beggar.

Lang Hua didn't care if there were people watching, or it would be better if there were people watching. The more people watching, the faster Lang Qing would pay. He knew that Lang Qing wanted to be a decent person, a serious college student, and didn't like Be seen as a joke.

He seized this weakness of Lang Qing and tried his best to break through it.

"I know it all!" Lang Hua's face was full of tears, but his greedy expression looked extraordinarily funny, "You can get seven thousand a month now, can't you?"

He also said very fatherly: "I don't want any more, two thousand is enough for a college student's living expenses, and you can give me five thousand a month."

Lang Qing was expressionless under everyone's gaze, but his hands had already clenched into fists.

"I have no money."

He thought about dragging Lang Hua away, but just as he was about to do it, Lang Hua lay down on the ground.

And when he was about to leave, Lang Hua immediately got up and hugged his legs.

It was impossible for Lang Qing to fight Lang Hua with fists and kicks in full view, so the two could only stand in a stalemate.

Even at such a distance, Jian Yao can clearly see the blue veins on Lang Qing's forehead, and Lang Qing is about to explode.

Every time Lang Hua came, Lang Qing would be severely humiliated.

Which young man doesn't love face?What's more, this is no longer a matter of face, Lang Hua stomped Lang Qing's face into the mud in front of everyone.

Lang Qing's eyes were red, Zhang Shuai and the others were not around him, probably because he was blocked when he came out alone.

Or Lang Hua has been squatting at the school gate, and when he sees someone else around Lang Qing, he will avoid him, only when Lang Qing is left, he dares to step forward.

"Let's go." Feng Yang whispered to Jian Yao, "If Lang Qing saw us, it would be so embarrassing."

Jian Yao also felt that Lang Qing definitely didn't want to see people he knew.

If it were him, he would rather lose face in front of strangers than have an acquaintance come to rescue him.

But the truth is this truth, but Jian Yao can't move away.

He suddenly felt that Lang Qing was like another him in this world.

But it was him who had a worse life.

same single parent family.

It's just that he still has grandparents who love him, and his family's economic conditions are better.

"You want to rescue him?" Feng Yang looked at Jian Yao's expression, and he guessed what Jian Yao wanted to do.

Jian Yao was silent for a moment.

Yes, he wanted to rescue Lang Qing.

It's not because Lang Qing is his "brother", nor is it because Lang Hua is his "biological father".

Just because he wanted to.