The Rebirth of the Internet Celebrity Godfather

"What a pity Zhang Xinghou."

"Yeah, I finally got into college, but the result... was so miserable."

"What do you think he will do in the future? His mother is dying, and she has been admitted to the hospital. The rest of her life is over!"

"People are just different. If you look at Cheng Yi and then look at Zhang Xinghou, it's almost the same in junior high school. But now one is in the sky and the other is on the ground."

"How much do you think Cheng Yi can weigh now?"

"At least a few million, right? I searched him online, and the contract he signed with that Chalishali was only two million, and the song sold a lot. It would be good to go to college."

"This has nothing to do with college. He is not the first in his grade. There are several others who have done better than him. They are also so barbaric. I saw Xu Mingxing coming two days ago, riding a bicycle to the town.

When I bought Momo, I still used an old mobile phone and the screen was broken."

"Do you think we can also make videos? Just like Cheng Yi, it's okay to earn ten or twenty thousand, right?"

"Can you let him take us?"

"What the heck, I'm a good kid, and I didn't even play with us in junior high school."

"Ahem, cough, cough, stop talking, Cheng Yi is here."

As soon as Cheng Yi went out, he heard the chatter of a few of them. These were all troublemakers in the class at that time. Cheng Yi had many conflicts with them, but after so many years, he was reborn, and Cheng Yi

I didn’t suffer any loss at that time, and it was time to let it go.

Cheng Yi handed each of them a piece of He Cheng Tianxia and asked, "What's wrong with Zhang Xinghou?"

Zhang Xinghou was considered a good student in junior high school, but Cheng Yi didn't have a good relationship with him, and they lost contact after graduating from junior high school.

Several people looked at each other, and finally Chai Hao took the initiative to take over the topic. He first sighed and then said:

"Didn't Xinghou go to college, Mo, with two undergraduate degrees, but his mother got sick and had a tumor. I don't know what the tumor was specifically, so I didn't ask. Then Xinghou didn't go to college and went out to work.

I broke my leg on the construction site. The contractor is from out of town and can't find anyone now. You said that his family, two people in the hospital and no money, can't survive now."

Later, other people also added details in a flurry of words. After finishing speaking, they all shook their heads and sighed.

One person's illness can bring down a whole family, let alone two of them. It was not a wealthy family to begin with. His father worked in decoration and didn't earn much, and now he had to work desperately.

Although Zhang Xinghou didn't have a great future, he at least got a second degree and was considered to have escaped from the small mountain village. However, a big struggle in life slapped him back and even pushed him into the ground, unable to stand up.

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While having lunch, Cheng Yi kept thinking about Zhang Xinghou.

"Are you still using Taobao and JD.com to buy things? It's so out of place!"

“Why use Taobao and JD.com?”

"It's a souvenir party. Everything is genuine and cheap, and Chen Ou is really handsome. Especially the line about "I speak for myself" is amazing."

At the dinner table, a girl boasted about Chen Ou. The more she talked, the more excited she got: "Chen Ou was admitted to Xinjiapo Polytechnic University at the age of 16, and got a master's degree from Stanford at the age of 24. Now he has returned to China to start a business. He is really awesome.

Well, I heard that when he started his business, he slept less than four hours a day for several months and ate tomatoes and scrambled eggs every day. He was obviously so much better than us, and he still worked so hard."

Then, she looked at Cheng Yi: "Cheng Yi, you are a college student, should you use the tail party?"

Cheng Yi frowned and said, "I'm sorry, I only use Jingdong and Taobao. Moreover, I am better than us and work harder than us. This sentence sounds a bit harsh. You can talk about yourself, but don't bring us with you."

Being scolded mercilessly by Cheng Yi, the girl was a little stunned and didn't understand where Cheng Yi had been offended.

He muttered quietly: "What? Are you jealous of others?"

Cheng Yi ignored her, stood up and said: "Students, everyone should know about Zhang Xinghou. If you don't know, you can ask others. I plan to make a video to help him. Can you please

Can you help me, classmates?"

Everyone looked at each other, but Li Rongrong stood up and said: "I have also heard about Zhang Xinghou. Cheng Yi, whatever you say, I support you."

Chai Hao: "Me too."

Li Rongrong is the monitor of the junior high school class, Chai Hao is the class bully, and Cheng Yi is the thigh. All three of them have spoken, and the others have also done their part, and participating in such a novel thing as making a video is attractive enough in itself.

"Thank you all, I respect you all!"

After saying that, Cheng Yi drank three glasses of wine in a row, winning applause from the whole house.

Then, everyone looked at Cheng Yi, wanting to hear what he said about how to shoot the video.

"Wait a mininute."

Cheng Yi went out for a while and came back with a notebook and several boxes of pens. He gave everyone a piece of writing paper and a pen and said:

"I have a few questions that I will post in the group later. I hope everyone will write down the answers on the letter paper according to the order of the questions. Considering that the questions involved are very private, I will answer anonymously. After everyone has finished writing, fold the letter paper and give it to

Me, so as not to be seen by others."

Then, Cheng Yi posted several questions to the group:

1. What do your parents do and how much money do they earn in a year?

2. What are you doing now and how much money can you make in a year?

3. What was your dream when you were a child and what is your current goal in life.

4. Do you have any talents? Can you perform on stage, get certificates, and get honors?

Chai Hao was confused when he saw the questions in the group: "What do these questions have to do with helping Zhang Xinghou?"

Cheng Yi: "If it's relevant, just answer it. After the video comes out, I will post it in the group and accept everyone's supervision and assessment."

Chai Hao nodded: "Okay, then I have no problem."

"Where are the others? Do you still have any concerns?" Cheng Yi asked, "If not, please answer truthfully and don't exaggerate. This is very important to me and Xinghou. Thank you all."

"I've finished writing!" Cheng Yifa folded the letter and handed it to Cheng Yi, "I answered every item seriously."

"Thanks."

"I've finished writing it, and it's true."

"It's as if whoever wrote it is not telling the truth."

A few minutes later, everyone handed the letter to Cheng Yi.

After the dinner, Cheng Yi paid for all the expenses and did not let anyone else pay. In the afternoon, Li Rongrong and Chai Hao organized another mountain climbing trip, but Cheng Yi and Fa Xiao did not participate.

He first went to the bank to withdraw money, and then went straight to Zhang Xinghou's home.

The dilapidated courtyard walls, tied up with ropes, skinny dogs, chicken feces on the floor, and the coughing sound that could be heard before entering the door.

"Is Zhang Xinghou at home?" Cheng Yi shouted.

I saw an old man with a stooped body, white hair, and dense wrinkles coming out. She was holding a bowl in her hand to soak the steamed buns in boiled water.

"Who?"

She tried her best to open her drooped eyelids, and vaguely saw two young people through the slits in her eyes.

"Grandma, I am classmate Zhang Xinghou."

"Come in, come in!"

"Why!"

After entering the room, a gloomy and cold air hit my face. After nine cold days, the inside of the room was actually colder than outside.

Zhang Xinghou was lying on the bed, covered with two or three layers of quilts, with one leg wrapped in a bandage and hung up high.

He had a sickly look on his lower eye sockets, and his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of gray, without any luster, and conveyed a sense of despair and sadness.

At this time, Zhang Xinghou heard the noise and saw Cheng Yi walking into the house.

He is so bright and beautiful, fair and clean, with bright eyes, no hair on his eyebrows, and his hair is meticulously trimmed.

My whole body is covered with new clothes. There are no stains on my clothes and not a speck of mud on my shoes.

Confidence, strength, sunshine, health.

"Cheng, Cheng Yi, you're here."

"Classmate, I'm here."

Hearing Cheng Yi's classmate's name, Zhang Xinghou shed tears uncontrollably.

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At five o'clock in the evening, Cheng Yi left Zhang Xinghou's house. When he came, he brought 200,000 in cash. When he left, he took a handprinted IOU.

At the door, a gray-haired old man with old tears streaming down his furrowed face watched Cheng Yi and Fa Xiao leave. In fact, she could no longer see clearly what was ten meters away, but she still insisted on standing at the door.

a long time.

...

"Hello everyone, my name is Cheng Yi, and this is my official account.

You must have heard the saying that people who are better than you work harder than you.

Today, I attended a reunion of junior high school classmates..."