Fuck your scumbag [Quick Transmigration]

The sunset glow in the sky is majestic, with a natural beauty that cannot be achieved by man-made, with clear layers and clear sky.

Holding the apple in his hand, Su Yang went to the porridge shop and bought a set of porridge and shortbread, grumbling and holding back his tears, he paid the bill, and then went back to the hospital to wait for the elevator.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the elevator opened, he saw Cui Shen, who handed him a card and told him the password of the card.

……

Su Yang went to return the car, and when he returned to the dormitory, Hu Zi and Peng Qun were watching the drama on the sofa. He glanced at the mess in the room and knew that they were waiting for him to clean it. He went back to the room without saying anything. .

After the boy closed the door, he took out a card from his pocket, looked at the dark blue lines on it, his red and swollen eye sockets were caught off guard and tears fell from his eyes.

Mr. Lin doesn't want him anymore, such a good Mr. Lin really doesn't want him this time.

He put the card on his chest, sticking it against the apple, feeling the soreness and flustered heart, feeling as if he had been soaked in lemons, every bone was tired and exhausted.

……

Half an hour later, Su Yang came out of the room and came to the living room with a broom.

It was only then that the two people on the sofa noticed that Su Yang had returned. Almost at the same time, they both looked at his hand holding the broom.

I saw that the hand was long and slender, with distinct knuckles, and the tragic swelling and redness that night had all disappeared.

Inexplicably, Peng Qun breathed a sigh of relief.

Huzi looked at the boy's slightly curved back and drooping head, and said with a bit of a nasty smile: "I came back so late, it seems that I received a job today?"

They are very clear about Su Yang's predicament, and they also know that if the other party can't get another show, he will pack up and leave.

As for Hu Zi, he had been looking forward to this day for a long time, so he was not surprised to ask Su Yang.

The quiet cleaning boy is wearing flip-flops, his full toes look like flower buds about to bloom, and against the black uppers, the white is powdery, sultry.

With a slight movement of his feet, the beautiful muscles and bones were revealed on the top of his feet, and they slid towards an unknown direction filled with sea-blue blood vessels.

Su Yang turned around to change the garbage bag, and the shorts were close to his body line, releasing the beautiful arc of his long legs and buttocks.

After a while, the boy picked up the broom again, and said softly: "Yes, I got it." The boy turned his head to look at them, and smiled softly: "Go to the set to do some groceries, run errands and so on."

His smile was pure and clear, with the warmth of white cotton cloth, very kind.

Hu Zi didn't know why he suddenly got stuck, then turned his eyes to other places while holding the strawberry, and said sarcastically, "You can only run errands for others."

Su Yang's eyes that were pierced by these words flickered deeply, but he was instantly relieved: "Maybe."

Unexpectedly, as soon as his words fell to the ground, Hu Zi stood up and gave him a look, then turned back to the room with a cold snort.

The boy looked at the direction the other party left, a little confused, "What's wrong?"

Peng Qun was even more inexplicable: "Who knows, maybe he's going crazy." After speaking, he pointed at Su Yang's finger: "You... Are your hands okay?"

Su Yang let out an "ah", and then remembered that Peng Qun was talking about his swollen hands from beating the drum. Looking at the ten intact fingers, the boy trembled his eyelashes: "It was dealt with in a timely manner, and it's all right."

After finishing speaking, the boy couldn't help curling his lips, feeling the heat gradually covering his eyes, and wanted to cry again.

...Mr. Lin was really nice to him.

Peng Qun didn't talk to him much, and went back to the house after a few words, leaving the boy alone to clean up with tears in his eyes.

After we separated for a while, he began to miss Mr. Lin, but Mr. Lin said that he was not allowed to go there again.

It was so hard, so painful.

……

The night at four o'clock in the morning is silent, and more than 90% of people fall into deep dark and sweet dreams at this time, which is called the period of deep sleep.

At this time, there was a figure shuttling in the kitchen of the dormitory. The other person was wrapped in a soft and comfortable T-shirt and shorts, bending over to carefully select the food he wanted from the refrigerator.

After washing and cutting, Su Yang put a pile of red, yellow, blue and green pieces into the casserole and stewed them on the gas stove.

After finishing all this, the boy looked at the time, and there were two hours left before the crew opened the door.

He rubbed his face and walked into the bathroom.

An hour later, the boy came to the hospital with an insulated bucket. Before he got on the elevator, he felt a little shy and uneasy.

With a soft "ding", the elevator door opened, Su Yang walked in, straightened his hair and coat in front of the mirror, and then found that he seemed a little haggard, not as good-looking and fresh as yesterday.

He was taken aback by his state, and immediately wanted to go down and buy a hundred masks to put on.

But time has not allowed the boy to continue to be a demon, so the boy could only cry and press the elevator floor, and stood there reluctantly waiting.

……

When he walked to the door of Jingchi ward, Su Yang was so frightened that he hurriedly covered the lower half of his face, fearing that Mr. Lin would see his appearance.

After all, apart from this face, he has nothing else to gain favor with Mr. Lin.

Carrying the thermos bucket, the young man tiptoed to the door of the ward, tentatively trying to open the door for a sneak peek, but turned the doorknob but found that it couldn't be turned at all.

Mr. Yingying Lin locked the door!

Bad guy!

He pursed his lips, feeling very depressed, but he had no choice but to reluctantly put the thermos bucket at the door, and stood stubbornly for a while, with his toes curled up.

The boy sighed, pressed his face against the cold door, and said softly after a while: "I'm leaving, Mr. Lin."

Then he withdrew step by step and walked out of the hospital dejectedly.

……

Su Yang felt that he was very lucky today, and he actually got a role as a character!

It's very simple, just put ash on the face, put on the armor and run towards the camera.

Although there may not be any shots of him in the later stage, the boy is still extremely excited and happy.

He really likes acting in front of the camera, as much as he likes Mr. Lin, it is an instinctive physiological reaction that can make adrenaline soar.

After changing his clothes and removing his make-up, the boy grabbed the 50 yuan from the field manager and hurried back to the dormitory by bus.

Before he went out this morning, he had stewed the pig's trotter soup. It must have been stewed thoroughly by now. When the meat was placed on the plate, it would probably shake and shake, like jelly.

The young man returned to the dormitory full of joy, and silently cheered himself up in his heart: Come on, Mr. Lin is so good, you must work hard to tie his stomach, and not let other Xiao Ling abduct him! ! !

As soon as he opened the door with the key, Su Yang smelled the fragrance of the whole room. As if he saw the dawn, he immediately changed his shoes and walked in in a hurry.

But just after taking two steps, the boy's footsteps stopped.

The boy looked at the three people sitting on the sofa, and then glanced at the bowls they were holding and the bones on the table. His panic and doubts expanded infinitely in his heart. He asked uncertainly, "What... are you eating?"

"Your stewed pig's feet soup," Yu Hao put down the bowl, wiped his hands, and concluded the evaluation: "It tastes good, thanks for your hard work."

Su Yang stared at him in a daze, then looked at the bones on the table, feeling that his dawn and dawn had been snatched away, and his whole body fell into darkness.

He curled his fingers, and the blood on his face faded little by little: "Didn't I leave a note saying that this soup can't be eaten?"

Yu Hao paused when he got up, and turned to look at Hu Zi who was still holding the bowl in doubt.

Huzi, who was biting a bone, was stunned. He didn't know what the note was. After spitting out what was in his mouth, he met the questioning eyes of several people and immediately became annoyed: "It's all up to me, the soup is boiled It’s just for people to eat...don’t cook it if you don’t want to eat it!”

Peng Qun and Yu Hao frowned when they heard this.

Su Yang felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

He looked at Huzi, suppressed the anger and frustration in his body, and made his body tremble and his voice trembled: "I wrote the note on purpose just because I was afraid that you would not know, but you still ate it...why are you so greedy?" ..."

Hu Zi felt ashamed for eating other people's food, but put down the bowl angrily: "Who the hell are you talking about!"

"People who say they eat other people's food without permission!"

Hu Zi rushed to him angrily: "You are so sick, isn't it just a bowl of soup!" He took out his wallet and took out a few banknotes from it, and smashed them on the face of the boy who was shaking with anger: "Laozi!" Can I give it back to you?"

After finishing speaking, Huzi turned around and kicked a chair down, making a loud noise, and went back to the house very angrily.

Peng Qun and Yu Hao watched the whole process, glanced at Su Yang who was trembling and out of breath in the room, and returned to the room with cold expressions.

The three of them were very surprised by Su Yang's outburst, this was the first time the boy had an argument with them.

Su Yang entered the circle later than them, plus he has a very soft temper, he will laugh first when he sees people talking, even if they occasionally ask too much, the child will frown and agree even if he doesn't laugh.

Never refused them anything.

This situation has been going on for several years, and when everyone got used to his good-natured temperament, the boy broke out because of a bowl of pig's knuckle soup.

Everyone doesn't understand, it's just a bowl of pig's knuckle soup, what about it?

Also because of this, they are all framed as thieves who take other people's things, and it is necessary to rise to the moral level?

They felt that Su Yang was very unreasonable, so when everyone knew that they had done something wrong, no one took the initiative to apologize.

They even stood on the united front, isolated together and aimed at each other.

Like a group of cowards who evaded responsibility, they got into their own shells and pushed all the mistakes on a thin boy.

……

Su Yang looked at the food scraps on the dining table, and after taking a long time to breathe, he felt that his breathing became easier. He felt his hot and swollen eye sockets, and felt that he was really useless.

No wonder Mr. Lin hates him, and now even he hates himself.

Even a small matter of pig's knuckle soup can't be handled well. After being in the circle for so long and learning so much, he still looks like a waste.

He rubbed his eyes and forced the tears back, feeling that he really couldn't cry anymore, because only weak and incompetent people would cry.

The boy pressed his lips together sadly.

He doesn't want to be a cowardly and incompetent person, he wants to do his best to be a person worthy of Lin Yan.

The boy walked to the kitchen and looked at the casserole with only a few pieces of ginger and aniseed ingredients left. He lowered his head, his face was covered by his long bangs and his expression could not be seen clearly, only a small chin was exposed.

After a while, two drops of crystal gathered there.

With a slap, tears fell on the skirt and disappeared into the fibers of the clothes.

……

That afternoon, Su Yang packed his luggage and moved out of the dormitory.

Then I bought a pig's foot soup and hurried to the hospital.

The author has something to say: Su Yang: I must lock your stomach!

Jingchi: Why?

Su Yang: The stomach leads to the heart~

Jingchi: Isn’t Dajiji the one that leads to the heart?

Su Yang: Well, isn't that a must-lock skill...