Fang Yan looked at the excited Huang Mao and asked with a smile: "Have you taken the law course from TV University?" "
"No." Huang Mao nodded proudly. From a gangster with "bloody debts and tastes" to a knowledgeable and cultured night school graduate, it can indeed be called a huge change for Xu Rui.
“Two more years to become a lawyer?”
"Wrong. He has been preparing for a long time. He is confident that he can obtain a lawyer's license in two years." Huang Mao became even more proud.
Fang Yan's eyes became sharp, as if he had seen through Huang Mao's organs and lungs and tore his clothes, skin and flesh naked, and said with a slightly sarcastic tone: "So, do I want to tell you?" He—am I now a knowledgeable and cultured gangster?”
"—"
Huang Mao was so suppressed that his face turned red and his ears were red, and he could not speak for a long time.
"When he saw me for the first time three years ago, I was following a bad guy and touching a girl's butt in a small bar. When he saw me for the second time, I was lying in front of the school with blood on my face, pretending to be dead - Is this the third time they meet? I brought a group of myself from three years ago to block the school gate - of course, I am now knowledgeable and educated, and I have learned a lot about the law - I even know some legal provisions better than he does. I really want clarity. In that field, I can be his teacher."
"I will no longer say whether we are provocative and troublesome gangsters who harass school girls. I will package them as victims. I will not come to besiege the school. I will say whether I will come to negotiate and find justice. In the past, we liked the media. Now I know how to use the media. Before we were afraid of the police, now we know how to use the media to let the police protect us."
"I was very proud to tell him that I taught myself the TV University course. I said that in two years I would be able to get my lawyer's license - I have indeed grown, and to a level that will impress him. I hope he is wrong about me. What are you talking about? Encourage me that if you have a will, you can achieve success? Praise me that the prodigal son will never be replaced by gold?"
"Teacher Fang, if he doesn't mean that, then he-" Huang Mao was so ashamed that he couldn't speak. He really hoped that Fang Yan could see his growth, and he also very much wanted Fang Yan to praise him. Even a tap on his shoulder gave him the strength to keep going.
He has experienced too many things in the past few years, including fighting and hurting others, eating King's meals and going to the police station, photographing his wife and touching her butt, but no, those past experiences are like a wonderful movie. A popcorn movie that disappears after being read in the treasure house of life. No trace was left behind.
That time he became the puppet chosen by Brother Lang. He was lying on a stretcher with his face covered in blood. Fang Yan pulled him up in a hurry and used his legs to finger his face to taste the blood. Add a radical next to the word '. That scene reappeared in his mind countless times, impacting his soul again and again.
The appearance of Fang Yan completely subverted his previous three views. Before meeting Fang Yan, he thought it was cool if Brother Lang had a wolf head tattooed on his body. He thought his companion Zhang Quandan had a row of lip nails on his lips. He thought the little wolf dog could blow twelve bottles of beer in one go. Whether he is domineering or not, he feels that the little red face can always be very powerful by being taken care of by various rich women because of his appearance like Andy Lau - of course, he still feels that the little red face is very powerful until now. Skills can be born, which is enviable.
Could it be that after getting to know Fang Yan, he thought it was cool that Fang Yan snatched the glass bottle from his leg like a ghost and broke it piece by piece. He stepped forward and lifted Brother Lang's body up. He looked wrong. Surrounded by gangsters and the media, he stood proudly and domineeringly. He used his legs and fingers on his face to write that he was very powerful. The most important thing about him was that he did not have Andy Lau's face, but he was liked by many young and beautiful girls.
Just like a burning candle suddenly appeared in a dark room, Fang Yan was the one who brought the candle. He felt that he should change and become a charming man with knowledge and connotation.
So he started studying hard and became the best graduate of TVU that year. He loved the law and started working hard for a lawyer's license.
All of that stemmed from the wrong influence of the man in front of him.
He came to Zhuque Middle School to find Fang Yan several times, but he came back disappointed every time.
We will meet in surprise tomorrow, but in such an embarrassing situation.
Fang Yan looked at the yellow-haired man and said: "If I study hard on moonlit nights, will I become an educated gangster? If I work hard to obtain a lawyer's license, will I be able to plead innocent for myself and my companions - then He regretted waking me up in the first place and teaching me to use knowledge to arm myself. It would have been better for me to go eastward and have less destructive power to society."
Huang Mao bowed respectfully to Fang Yan and said, "Teacher Fang, he knew he was wrong. He relied on himself to learn something, so he was proud and complacent. He felt that there were a few drops of ink in his stomach, so he wanted to help his brother They came out to relieve his anger - there was something wrong with his mentality, and there was something wrong with his mental skills. He didn't use what he learned where it should be used. He couldn't afford to miss my education."
Fang Yan's expression softened slightly, he looked at Huang Mao and asked, "What's my name?"
"His name is Hai Sanxian." Huang Mao said embarrassedly. He also felt that his name was really not on the table. "His surname is Hai. His parents used to sell seafood at the ferry, so they named him Hai San Xian."
"Hai San Xian, don't be embarrassed by your name." Fang Yan stretched out his leg and patted his shoulder, saying, "I should try to make my parents proud of that name."
Hai Sanxian nodded repeatedly and said: "His parents are very proud of him now. They didn't let him go home in the past few years, but now they call him several times a month to let him have time to go back and visit. —They will be even more proud in the future.”
Fang Yan smiled and turned his attention to Brother Xiaoxing and the group of minions he brought.
Where Fang Yan looked, everyone took a step back.
How can they dare to compete with a man who even bows his head to his boss
Hai Sanxian looked extremely embarrassed and took the initiative to explain to Fang Yan: "Teacher Fang, that matter is indeed their fault - whether to beat or punish is entirely up to me."