The trumpeter who leads the way

Near evening, the bus stopped, Han Feng walked out of the bus station and took a taxi home.

The lights in the house were brightly lit. Before arriving, Han Feng had informed his parents that he would be back today. At this time, the two elders had already cooked a sumptuous dinner for Han Feng and were waiting for him to return home.

He took out the familiar key from his bag and opened the door to this strange yet familiar room.

What greets me is the smell of home that I haven't seen for a long time.

In the early days, he had been working outside and rarely came home. In addition, after this rebirth, he only chatted with his parents on video. The feeling of entering home again was indescribable to Han Feng.

An inexplicable sourness rushed to the tip of his nose and was suppressed by Han Feng.

"Here you go, son! Go and wash your hands quickly. I've made your favorite braised pork for dinner!" When she heard the door open, Mother Han walked out of the kitchen. Her face was filled with joy when she saw that the son she had been thinking about day and night was back. .

Looking at his mother with black hair in front of him, Han Feng's hands trembled a little. Compared with his mother in the previous life who had lost weight due to hard work day and night due to family changes, she was now full of vitality.

"Don't be stunned, go and wash your hands quickly!" Mother Han urged after seeing her son standing motionless in the entrance hall for a long time.

Han Feng came back to his senses and woke up from his trance. The slightly old figure in his previous life overlapped with the figure in front of him. He rubbed his sore eyes and went up to give his mother a hug.

"What's wrong? Are you being wronged outside?" Mother Han asked, somewhat puzzled by her son's unusual behavior today.

"No~ I just miss you a little!" Han Feng looked at the person in front of him with a smile.

"Still not grown up at all, just like a child!" Mother Han was stunned after hearing this, and then the smile on her face became wider, she patted Han Feng on the shoulder and cursed with a smile.

"Hehe, I'm just a child in front of you!" Han Feng replied with a smile.

"Okay, don't be poor and hurry up and eat!" Mother Han noticed that her son was a little different from usual today, but she couldn't tell what was different. In short, her son was more sensible now.

At the dinner table, the family ate happily and chatted about home-cooked things.

Han Feng kept telling his parents some interesting things that happened at school this semester, making them laugh again and again.

As they chatted until nightfall, Han Feng seemed unable to stop. Many emotions that had been suppressed deep in his heart in his past and present lives were unraveled tonight.

Han Feng knew everything that would happen to his family in a few years. He also firmly believed that as long as his family took these few steps, many of the helplessness in the past life would be solved, but it was definitely not the right time to talk about it tonight.

Han Feng is waiting for a suitable time and place to give his parents some advice.

Perhaps it means that it is difficult for them to change some concepts, but Han Feng believes that he can.

Han Feng slept deeply that night, with a smile on his lips.

He is carefree at the moment. He does not need to think about the troubles of life or work. He only needs to complete his current studies and enjoy the warmth of his family.

Han Feng was very diligent in the past three days and took the initiative to help the family complete various household chores.

Father Han and Mother Han looked in their eyes, and their hearts were full of love. Their son had grown up a lot this time, but only Han Feng himself knew that he was trying to make up for his previous life.

…

early in the morning

Han Feng's cell phone vibrated non-stop.

"Madman, don't forget, it's 11 o'clock this morning!" Han Feng turned on his phone, and the first thing he saw was the message from Benben.

This guy! What a positive!

Han Feng smiled and shook his head. Today was the start time of the S3 season. Naturally, he couldn't forget it.

But before that, he went to the bank and made himself a bank card.

And he got back the New Year's money that he had saved as a child from Han's mother through hard work.

I still remember the way Mother Han hesitated when she talked about the new year's money. Han Feng still wants to laugh.

Sure enough, parents are still the same in the world, and this rhythm is probably gone. However, due to Han Feng's performance in the past few days, Han's mother also gave Han Feng 20,000 yuan.

Not a lot, but Han Feng was satisfied.

Although I was not a financial expert in my previous life, I was often involved in the stock market and was a seasoned old leek.

However, because I had been a leek, I remember this unforgettable period of pain very clearly.

What Han Feng has to do at this time is to start making some money based on the memories of his previous life.

Don’t ask for much, just earn some tuition money first.

…

"Ding!"

QQ voice suddenly rang suddenly.

Han Feng was startled, and when he took a closer look, he saw that it was Xianyin丨Yishi.

? ? ?

What is this big guy looking for me for?

No, why are you looking for No. 1?

Han Feng did not answer immediately, but quickly ran back to his room and closed the door.

"System, switch [Strawberry Bear] voice line!"

…

"Hello! Is this Number 1?" A voice came from the other end of the phone. It sounded like the voice of a young man.

"Huh? Is something wrong? Ishi"

"Hahaha, I'm sorry~ I called you so early!"

"It's okay, I woke up a long time ago."

"Yeah. Do you have time when the server starts in the morning? Or do you have time in your studio?"

When Han Feng heard this, he had a general idea of ​​the other party's intention.

"Power training?"

"Yes! Acting coach! Xiaojiu mentioned this to you last season, and I remember you didn't object."

"Yeah, sure. How many numbers? How long?"

"Emmmm, number five! Three days! How about it?"

"Okay, send me your account and password."

"OK!"

"How to calculate the price?"

"180 on the first day, 120 every day for 2~3 days."

"Hey! What you charge is quite expensive."

"I haven't finished yet. If your account is of high quality, you can be ranked on the list. No money will be collected until you sleep on the first day."

"So confident!"

"Um."

"Okay! Help me control my account and the other four high-profile accounts, and I will transfer the money to you later."

"Just send me the number, and we'll talk about the money after we make the call."

"It's okay~ I believe you!"

"This is a rule set by the boss."

"Ahem, okay~ Is that the number zero?"

"Um."

"Okay~ Let's do this for now~ Oh, by the way, your voice is so nice!"

Toot toot toot…

Listening to the busy tone coming from the other end of the phone, Ishi smiled bitterly and shook his head...

…

Yes!

Han Feng made a fist gesture.

"Come and live~"

"Big order! One number for three days is 420, five numbers in total is 2100! Comfortable!"

Han Feng smiled again and again, Prairie Studio could finally open.

"This is the first time to open up wasteland, and we must give the ultimate treatment."

Han Feng looked at the many machines, and finally chose his own machine. It had pretty good attributes across the board, so it should be no problem to help them open up wasteland.

Coupled with the bonus of the Suzaku command machine and the bonus of the legion, it will definitely be much faster than ordinary people!

Oh yes, will this ever be discovered! What if this group of people suddenly logs in to check!

Han Feng quickly asked about the system.

"The host does not need to worry, the account will only enjoy the corresponding bonus when logged in to the [Combat Command]."

Han Feng breathed a sigh of relief, now he no longer had any worries.

The only worry may be that I will lose the right to use 5 trumpets, but... I can still accept it~

45 trumpets are enough~

…

The time comes to 10:50

After Han Feng bound the five accounts provided by Yishi, he quietly waited for the zone to open.

…

PS: First update