The Rebirth of the Internet Celebrity Godfather

Friday, Tanzhou, in front of Zhongcheng High School.

"Yang Yang, talk to me."

"It smells like smoke, don't want it!"

"Come on, come on~ You can't hide!"

"Hmm~"

"Trojan horse~so fragrant and soft~"

Yang Hanyu pushed Wang Jing away with difficulty and wiped the saliva on his face: "Wang Jing, you old pervert!"

"Hey hey hey~ It's not a holiday anymore. I haven't seen you for two days again. People will miss you." Wang Jing said with a smile, "Will Yang Yang miss me?"

"Think about it~"

"It's so perfunctory! But I'll spare you this time. Let's see how I tease you when school starts. Let's go, bye~"

"Bye~"

After saying goodbye, Wang Jing turned around and got on Liu Qiang's motorcycle and hugged Liu Qiang's waist.

Liu Qiang turned the accelerator, and the small motorcycle sped out with a buzzing sound and quickly disappeared from sight.

Yang Hanyu was wearing a blue and black school uniform, with a red butterfly hairpin on her head, carrying a pink schoolbag, and at hand was Chibi Maruko-chan's suitcase.

She stood obediently on the roadside, her little head peeking out from time to time.

At this time, Yang Hanyu suddenly found someone standing next to her. She turned around and saw that it was Xie Wenyu.

"How did you come?"

Xie Wenyu shook the heavy bangs in front of his forehead and blew his hair pretending to be cool: "I will appear when you need me."

"Wang Jing told you?"

"Wang Jing told me, but I came here voluntarily, and I have to protect you."

"I don't need your protection, and there is no danger at the school gate. Really, Xie Wenyu, you go home."

"Some man will come and chat with you."

"No one hits on me!"

"You are so cute, why don't any men come to chat with you?"

"..."

Yang Hanyu was anxious and helpless: "Xie Wenyu, please leave quickly, my mother is coming soon."

Xie Wenyu: "Oh."

"Oh what are you, please leave quickly!"

At this time, Yang Hanyu saw a white car in the distance.

"My mother is here. I beg you, Xie Wenyu, please leave quickly. You really can't let my mother see you!"

Yang Hanyu pushed Xie Wenyu hard, but her strength was too weak. Even if she used her hands, put her feet on the ground, leaned forward, and used all her strength to push Xie Wenyu, she just pushed Xie Wenyu and staggered.

Xie Wenyu laughed instead and placed his palm on Yang Hanyu's head.

"Yang Hanyu, what are you doing?!" A cold shout sounded.

The white car stopped and a middle-aged woman got out of the car.

She wears a pair of black-rimmed glasses and has very thin lips. Although she wears heavy makeup, she still cannot hide the pits and wrinkles on her face over time.

If she hadn't seen the familiar suitcase, she really wouldn't have believed that the person who was "acting coquettishly" with the boy was her daughter.

Hearing her mother's angry shouts, Yang Hanyu stopped. She shook off Xie Wenyu's hand on her head and lowered her head, not daring to look directly into her mother's cold eyes.

She cautiously called out: "Mom."

"go home!"

The woman roughly pulled off the schoolbag from Yang Hanyu. Yang Hanyu groaned in pain and bit his lip without making a sound.

Opening the trunk, the woman threw her schoolbag heavily in. When she went to pick up the suitcase, she found that the boy had already brought the suitcase over.

The woman watched Xie Wenyu put the suitcase into the trunk of the car without saying a word.

After putting away the suitcase, Xie Wenyu said:

"Auntie, Yang Hanyu and I like each other. You can rest assured to leave your daughter to me. I am very good to her."

The woman glanced at him, then glared at Yang Hanyu fiercely, her eyes behind the black-rimmed glasses filled with anger.

"Mom, don't listen to his nonsense..."

"Get in the car!" The woman directly interrupted Yang Hanyu's excuse. She pushed Yang Hanyu and pushed her into the car. Then she got into the cab and started the car.

In the car, the woman said nothing.

Yang Hanyu observed his mother's expression and said, "Mom, it's not what you think. I have nothing to do with him..."

"Shut up!"

"Oh~"

Yang Hanyu's big eyes were quickly covered with mist, and crystal tears welled up in his eyes.

She pursed her lips and turned her head to look out the car window.

clatter--

A drop of rain suddenly fell on the car window.

Da da da--

The raindrops gradually became denser.

Yang Hanyu looked at the gray sky.

It's raining.

The air in the car seemed to be condensing, making people breathless.

After spending a long hour, we finally arrived home.

Yang Hanyu's family lives in Huimin Community, which was first built before 1998 and is now an old community.

Although there have been rumors about installing an elevator, it has never been implemented due to various problems.

Yang Hanyu lives on the sixth floor. The woman carries her schoolbag on her back and carries her suitcase with both hands, moving step by step.

Yang Hanyu tried to help many times, but she was ruthlessly pushed away.

Finally reaching the sixth floor, the woman took out her key and opened the door.

A little boy about seven or eight years old came out.

"Mom, sister~ you are back~"

He jumped up to meet her, and just as he was about to throw himself into his sister's arms, he suddenly saw his sister's eyes that were red from crying.

When I looked at my mother again, she also had a straight face, as if she was keeping away from strangers.

He couldn't help but hesitate in his movements.

The woman touched the boy's hair and said, "Xiao Hao, go back to your room first. Mom and sister have something to say."

"Mom, please don't disturb your sister, okay?"

"You go back to your room."

Hearing his mother's unyielding voice, Xiao Hao glanced at his sister worriedly, and then entered the room.

"Mom, I really have nothing to do with him. Believe me, it's all his wishful thinking. I don't like him at all!"

Yang Hanyu explained aggrievedly.

The woman turned a deaf ear. She opened her schoolbag and started rummaging through it. Later, she felt that this was too slow, so she simply turned the schoolbag upside down and shook everything on the ground.

Books, pens, mirrors, and cosmetics were scattered all over the floor.

But she didn't find anything, so she squatted on the ground again, opened the suitcase, and took out all the clothes one by one to check.

"What's this?"

The woman found a blue scarf among the layers of her clothes.

"and this!"

That's a red envelope!

Yang Hanyu's face turned pale: "Mom, listen to me, it's not like that. This scarf has nothing to do with him..."

"Then who is this for?"

"..."

Seeing her daughter lowering her head and not speaking, the woman was completely angry: "Yang Hanyu, can you stop being so slutty! You are only 15, look what you look like now, you went to a rubbish school, and you are looking for rubbish men in a rubbish school.

?"

"I don't!"

"No? Let me ask you, are you still a virgin now?!"

"Speak! I ask you if you are a virgin!"

"Okay, don't say anything, right?"

The woman was furious and wandered around the room. Finally, she found a pair of scissors. She picked up the scissors and pretended to cut off the scarf.

"Mom, no!"

In desperation, Yang Hanyu rushed forward and stopped the coldly shining scissors with his hands.

The woman hurriedly stopped her hand, but she was still a step too slow, and the scissors directly poked Yang Hanyu's wrist.

"ah!"

Yang Hanyu's wrist was scratched with a wound of several centimeters, and blood immediately seeped out.

The contrast between the bright red blood and the white and tender skin is shocking.

The woman shouted: "Yang Hanyu, are you crazy!?"

Yang Hanyu held the scarf tightly to his chest.

"I'm crazy! Mom, which mother in the world calls her daughter a slut? Which mother forces her daughter to ask if she is a virgin? I am, why am I not! Do I have to open the door and walk to

On the stairs, tell everyone that I am the place, I am the place, am I the place?"

"If you two hadn't divorced, how could I have been admitted to this kind of school?! Mom, my life is almost ruined, please don't make my life worse, okay?"

"Mom, I know it's tiring for you to take us two siblings by yourself. I love you very much, but don't impose your own ideas on me. I have nothing to do with the man today, and I'm not talking about it now.

in love.

This scarf was given to a boy online. I admire him, like him, and maybe even have a crush on him, but he is very good and he doesn’t like me at all. It’s just a dream and we will never meet him in this life.

Mom, can you let me keep my fantasy?"

The woman's expression changed. After a long time, she asked in a solemn voice: "What's that man's name?"

"...Cheng Yi."