About 20 minutes into the first class, Zhao Yan suddenly felt that the phone in his pocket was vibrating (before class, he turned the phone into a vibrating state). This class was "Outline Setting Skills". The professor was speaking on the podium, and most of the students in the classroom listened very seriously.

Zhao Yan was also very impressed just now and felt that he had benefited a lot. When he felt the phone vibrating in his pocket, Zhao Yan's first reaction was to frown, lower his head slightly, take out his phone and take a look. It turned out to be called by Fan Long.

Thinking of Fan Long's round and fat face, Zhao Yan stretched his eyebrows and smiled at the corner of his mouth. However, during class, he still clicked and refused to answer, and his phone quieted down.

Zhao Yan flexibly sent Fan Long a message with one hand: "Class is in class, call you after class! Don't reply!"

After stuffing his cell phone back into his pocket, Fan Long did not call him again, nor did he reply to his message. Zhao Yan continued to listen to the class with a smile.

About half an hour later, the bell rang. The professor said a few more words and announced the end of get out of class. He put the textbook and lesson plan under his arm and left the classroom slowly. As soon as the professor left, Zhao Yan took out his cell phone and turned back.

The other end of the phone rang a few times and then it was connected.

Zhao Yan smiled and said, "What's wrong? I don't go to work today? I miss you Brother Yan?"

While talking, Zhao Yan got up and walked out of the classroom. Changsun Xiaqiu, who was sitting in front of him, looked back at him, yes, and the eyes of Zhang Peng and others.

"A Yan! You're finally over! Come to the train station! I'm waiting for you here!" On the phone, Fan Long's voice was deeper than ever before, and he didn't even mean to joke with Zhao Yan at all, and he was very disappointed.

Zhao Yan stopped, and the smile on his face just burst out and then took it back.

"Aaron! Are you at Nanjing Train Station now?"

Fan Long: "Well, don't talk so much nonsense! Come and pick me up! Brother, I'm at my end now, so I can only come and seek you!"

Fan Long's voice was still low.

Zhao Yanxin sank, not knowing what happened to Fan Long, and at the same time he was a little suspicious whether Fan Long was deliberately making a prank with him, but he actually didn't come to Nanjing.

"You are serious? Are you sure you are not joking? I'm going to have class soon. If you dare to lie to me, you will be dead next time you meet!" Zhao Yan said.

Fan Long: "A Yan! Brother Yan! Don't you believe me when I call you brother? I mean, I'm lying to you as a grandson!" Fan Long seemed to be crying on the phone.

After hearing what he said, Zhao Yan finally believed that he was not lying to him, but what happened to Fan Long? When he was on the phone with him two days ago, he was fine! On the phone that day, Fan Long joked with him that he knew that he had made a lot of money recently and that he would definitely be a big player next time he met.

"Okay! I'll come here right away! You're waiting for me at the station! Don't go anywhere!"

After saying that, Zhao Yan hung up the phone and went downstairs hurriedly. While going downstairs, he called the counselor Weng Zhijian and asked Weng Zhijian for leave on the phone.

Everyone in college is relatively free, and the counselor Weng Zhijian, cannot sit in the office anytime like the class teacher in high school. Therefore, in order to facilitate the convenience of something, everyone can find him, Weng Zhijian announced his mobile phone number on the first day of school.

This is convenient for Zhao Yan.

On the phone, Weng Zhijian naturally asked Zhao Yan for the reason for taking leave. Zhao Yan told a small lie, saying that his cousin had come to Nanjing. His first time in Nanjing, he needed his cousin to pick him up.

Weng Zhijian did not doubt that he was. After all, since the start of school, Zhao Yan was not a bad student. He had never done anything out of the ordinary and had never lie. Zhao Yan gave the reason, so he criticized Zhao Yan's fake, just to let Zhao Yan remember to attend class in the afternoon.

...

When Zhao Yan took a taxi to Nanjing Railway Station and walked hurried to the exit entrance. When he looked around and saw Fan Long, he kept smiling. The little fat man, who was a little twitching, sat on the edge of the flower bed not far from the exit entrance with his head wrinkled. His hair was messy, his expression was haggard, and his shirt was wrinkled.

How did it happen like this?

Zhao Yan stopped, his expression was a little surprised and a little distressed. Fan Long was his best friend! Unexpectedly, it was only less than two months after we were separated, and Fan Long seemed to have become a different person, completely different from before.

However, seeing him sitting there calmly, Zhao Yan calmed down a little, and sighed softly, Zhao Yan walked to Fan Long step by step.

"Aaron! What's wrong with you?"

Fan Long, who had been hanging his head and closing his eyes, slowly raised his head when he heard this, squeezed a stiff smile at Zhao Yan, and said, "A Yan! You finally came! I have no place to go now. You have money now. Can you take me in? I will pay it back when I find a job and earn money!"

Zhao Yan slapped him on the forehead, slapping Fan Long's messy hair even more messy.

"What nonsense is it? We are brothers! If you have what I eat, you will eat! If you say you take it in and pay it back? Get up! Come with me!"

Fan Long brushed away the hair that was slapped on Zhao Yan's eyes, pulled a smile, and got up quickly, but his expression was still a little bleak.

"You didn't bring your luggage?"

Zhao Yan frowned and noticed that there was nothing in front, back, left and right around Fan Long.

When Fan Long heard this, he lowered his head and whispered: "No!"

Zhao Yan pursed his lips, hugged Fan Long's shoulder, and strode towards the side of the road, saying as he walked: "Okay! Don't show this unlucky face to me! What happened? Tell me! Is there any problem that cannot be solved?"

"A Yan! I, I kicked our workshop director egg..."

"What?"

Zhao Yan stopped hearing this, turned his head in surprise and looked at Fan Long. Fan Long's fat face was ashamed and panicked, and continued in a low voice: "I, I kicked a little hard, and the workshop director knelt down in a scream like a pig on the spot. My head was blank at that time, and the only thought was to escape there quickly! I ran away, and I didn't take anything to the station and took a car to Nanjing. I, I was there, and I received a call from my uncle when I was in the car. On the phone, my uncle told me that the workshop director was hospitalized and issued a critical illness notice. No, I don't know if he would die..."

Zhao Yan: “…”

Zhao Yan looked at Fan Long in surprise, let go of his shoulders, and held his forehead with one hand speechlessly. He had a strong urge to complain, and also the urge to kick Fan Long to the ground with one kick.

This kid hasn't seen each other for a short time and is so cruel. Not only can he dare to beat the workshop director, but he also dares to start the workshop director's egg. He is so embarrassed to say that he kicked a little hard?

"Ah, A Yan! Will I go to jail? Will I be sentenced to be sentenced to death?" Zhao Yan's speechless reaction to lift his forehead made Fan Long even more panicked.

What else can Zhao Yan say?

He could only pat Fan Long on the shoulder and comforted him: "It's a blessing, not a disaster, it's a disaster! If something really happens, you're afraid it's useless now. Don't think so much! Come with me! Find a place to live first!"

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