Go back to the past to be the fishing king

Chapter 212
At this time, if Wang Yan was in front of the phone, he would definitely flirt with him in a coquettish manner, but Zhang Yang has a relatively calm personality, and since he has basically established a relationship with Lin Nianwei, Zhang Yang is better off.

After reading the message, Zhang Yang hesitated for a second, then threw it on the bed as if he hadn't seen it, then took off his T-shirt and strolled to the bedroom to take a shower.

After 10 minutes, Zhang Yang went to bed shirtless and turned off the light naturally, and didn't reply to the other party's message from the beginning to the end.

And at this time, Sun Yi on the other side of the phone, after waiting for a long time without getting a response, was annoyed for a long time, and then gave up waiting to turn off the lights and go to sleep.

……

In a flash, everyone in Zhang Yang's team has been back for a week.

Wang Yan personally invested and put the winning off-road vehicle under his own name, and the Auto Grand Prix came to an end.

The entire company has resumed normal operations, and the team's several anchors are carrying out daily live broadcasts every day, continuing to operate the private domain traffic of the live broadcast account, and expanding brand awareness.

Since the last strategic development and adjustment meeting, the company's operating conditions have undergone obvious structural adjustments.

In addition to the new development of many regional agents, the performance of local promotional agents is also steadily improving.

Especially the flagship product, old altar corn, is cheap and consumes a lot. If you become a distributor, you can use it cheaply and sell it to fishing friends through your circle of acquaintances, and you can still make money.

All kinds of orders, large and small, have been overwhelmed, and the production at the factory has been at full capacity.

Just as everyone in Zhang Yang is developing steadily step by step, Meng Fan, who went to Hubei to study art, is not doing well recently.

Hubei, the student dormitory of Zhongsheng Fishing Tackle.

Meng Fan returned to his residence covered in stinky sweat.

The scale of Zhongsheng Fishing Tackle is not large, and the accommodation conditions are not good.

The dormitory is an old-fashioned small building under the company. It is in the shadow of the front building. The sun can only be seen for a while in the afternoon during the day. Due to the long-term humidity, the room exudes a musty smell.

There are four people in a room with bunk beds. There is only one old-fashioned fan in the room. Even if it is turned to the third gear, it is only turning half dead, and it can't provide much cooling for the people in the room.

As for the conditions for washing, it is even worse. There is no washroom in the house. If you want to take a shower, you have to spend money to go to the hourly room outside, or take a large basin to the water room to get some water, and wipe yourself with a towel.

This kind of accommodation conditions can ruin Meng Fan who usually cleans up very neatly. This is the first time he has lived in this kind of place since he was a child.

But even so, Meng Fan still gritted his teeth and persevered, training very hard every day, and has been completing the master's training plan with quality and quantity.

No, speaking from an objective point of view, Meng Fan has not officially become a teacher yet, so he cannot use the title of master.

Lu Zhongsheng Lu Diaowang is more cautious in accepting apprentices, and his requirements for apprentices are quite high. Only students who have passed his observation and approval will have the opportunity to become apprentices. Many students who are currently participating in the fishing school classes are still in the observation stage.

"Hey, Xiao Meng is back! Didn't you bring some beer and side dishes? Did you win a lot by pinching fish this afternoon?"

Just as Meng Fan entered the door, a young guy sitting on the second floor of the canopy bed by the window greeted Meng Fan.

This guy's name is Geng Feng, he is 25 and [-] years old, he is the oldest in the dormitory, and he is the nominal head of the dormitory.

Meng Fan grinned: "No way, I won two by chance by blind fishing! I came back from eating outside!"

"Fuck! You're not kind, boy? You won't treat me when you win the money? The brothers have waited for you for so long and haven't eaten dinner. Why don't you realize it at all!"

Hearing that Meng Fan didn't come back with food and drink, a skinny monkey-like guy sat down on the lower bunk and complained rudely.

This guy, Mao Wenhou, nicknamed Hairy Monkey, has a thin body, because he doesn't like to wear sun protection clothing because of frequent outdoor training, and his face is tanned.

"What? How many times have you invited the monkey when you win? I deserve yours?" Meng Fan's smile subsided, and he narrowed his eyes slightly to look at the monkey who was a little choked up.

Meng Fan is really not the master who is short of money, and he will not think too much about the small money for buying some side dishes and a few bottles of beer.

But not caring about it doesn't mean Meng Fan is a fool. Meng Fan doesn't like the two people in the same dormitory, and he doesn't even care about it.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are rivers and lakes, there are disputes.

Even if the students who come to learn fishing at the same time live in the same dormitory, they don't stop.

Because Meng Fan was relatively young, he was very low-key when he first came here, and he seemed easy to talk, so he was regarded as a soft persimmon by his classmates.

At first he asked for cigarettes, but later he developed to the point where he wanted to smoke and took it from Meng Fan's bed without saying hello.

The excessive things didn't stop there. The other three knew that Meng Fan was easy to talk, so they also ordered Meng Fan to run errands to buy things, treat guests to extract oil and so on.

As long as you find a reason, you will definitely not be able to explain it without spending a lot of money.

At first, Meng Fan thought it was better to do less than to do more, and he had an attitude of letting things go, but later found that the weaker he was, the more excessive the fellows were.

Now Meng Fan doesn't act together with them anymore, he goes out alone for meals and training, like a lone ranger.

"Look at what you said, what is my fault! Aren't we buddies in the same dormitory? What's wrong with pinching fish and winning money to treat a guest?" The hairy monkey was talking with a cigarette in his mouth, and he was very unhygienic. Flick the ash on the ground.

Meng Fan seemed to have thought of something, and touched under the pillow with his hand, and found that the pillow had been turned over, and there were only two packs of unopened cigarettes left, and the rest were all gone.

"Did you take my cigarettes? Who opened the whole pack of cigarettes?" Meng Fan looked serious and glanced at the three of them.

"Look at the way you look, who cares about smoking your poor cigarettes! We all smoke the Yellow Crane Tower! We won't smoke your broken blue Baxi for nothing!"

Shang Xiaojun on the lower berth showed his cigarette case and said confidently.

"No one admits it, right? Well, I'll report this to the teacher in class tomorrow! Let's say that the dormitory has been broken into!"

"Report casually, you, a foreigner, can turn the world upside down, we didn't see it!" The hairy monkey spread his hands, looking indifferent.

"Hehe, that's pretty good! You guys are amazing!" Meng Fan sneered a few times, thinking of escaping from the current dormitory.

He is not short of money, so he can find a place with better conditions to live by himself. The reason why he endures the dirty and poor conditions to live in the dormitory is because he doesn't want to be too high-profile.

Looking at it now, these roommates in the dormitory have already bullied him. Meng Fan didn't want to have a direct conflict with them, so he had to move out.

Thinking of this, Meng Fan didn't move the bedding on the bed, but gathered a few clothes and stuffed them into the suitcase, and left the dormitory without looking back.

When Meng Fan left, Shang Xiaojun, who lived in the lower bunk opposite Meng Fan, looked chubby and looked a bit like a fat tiger, and took a look from the door: "This Meng Fan won't drop out of school, right? Are we going too far!"

Geng Feng, the head of the dormitory, took out a box of newly unpacked Lanbaxi and lit another one like a magic trick, and said, "This grandson is not old, but he is not easy to handle! It has nothing to do with us if he loves to retire. If the teacher asks, Let's just say we don't know!
By the way, I almost forgot if you didn’t tell me, I’ll call the teacher later and tell him he doesn’t come back to bed at night! "

At around nine o'clock in the evening, Geng Feng really called the teacher in charge of the students' daily life to file a complaint, and reported Meng Fan's situation in an eloquent manner.

After breakfast the next morning, the students assembled on time.

Teacher Lu Wenqiang walked up to Meng Fan who arrived on time.

"Meng Fan came out! Where did you go last night? Why didn't you rest in the dormitory?"

Meng Fan glanced at the teacher and knew in his heart that someone had filed a complaint, so he was unambiguous and said truthfully: "Report to the teacher, I always lost my personal belongings in the dormitory, so I moved out last night! I didn't have time to tell the teacher." You report in advance!"

"Throw something? What did you lose? Why didn't you tell me?"

"Cigarettes, snacks, toothpaste, shampoo, and even toilet paper! All the things that cost money and are commonly used are thrown away every three days!" Meng Fan continued.

"Fart! There are four people in a dormitory, why didn't we lose it?" Hearing Meng Fan's words, the hairy monkey instantly frowned, and breathed out fragrant.

Although I didn't say this clearly, a smart person knows what it means when they hear it. The co-author is being bullied in the dormitory.

Meng Fan curled his lips: "Then I don't know! I guess a guy with three arms will recognize people when he steals. He only likes to steal from me!"

"You are paralyzed..."

Hearing that the monkey's mouth was dirty, Meng Fan narrowed his eyes and gave the monkey a cold look: "Can you curse again?"

"Stop arguing! If you have a conflict, you can tell me to coordinate and resolve it. All students are not allowed to engage in affairs in private, let alone fight!

What are you two trying to do?What is it like?
One person will go there for me to practice throwing poles for an hour. Without my order, don't stop! "

The teacher Lu Wenqiang, who is both a local with Maohou, seems fair, but in fact, intentionally or unintentionally, favors Maohou and the others, and directly changes the topic without continuing to ask about the situation Meng Fan mentioned.

Meng Fan didn't argue, and walked towards the practice area with the fishing box on his back.

Being young, it's normal to be bullied when you come out to study. Meng Fan is very open-minded. He is here to study. You can't afford to hide from rubbish like hairy monkeys. Just stay away.

After the morning training was over, Meng Fan packed his fishing tackle and equipment as usual, and walked towards the small cafeteria.

Just when Meng Fan reached the corner of the small building, he was stopped by Mao Hou and Fat Hu.

"Cao Nima, who did you scold in the morning? You dare to complain to the teacher, you deserve a beating, right?" Hairy Monkey pointed at Meng Fan's nose and cursed.

Meng Fan glanced at the hairy monkey contemptuously, and turned to leave.

In the next second, the hairy monkey, who felt underestimated, bravely pushed Meng Fan.

"Talking to you, you bastard still wants to run!"

Meng Fan clenched his fists, and without warning, he rushed towards the monkey.

boom!
With a muffled sound, he punched the monkey with black eyes.

Seeing that his own people suffered a disadvantage, Fat Tiger and his companions also joined the battle, and soon the four of them were torn apart.

Although Meng Fan was very clever, he didn't have systematic training after all. He was besieged by three people and was outnumbered by two fists.

But this guy has a lot of ruthlessness in his bones, he has been hit many times, he just grabbed the hairy monkey by the neck and didn't let go, all the firepower was put on the hairy monkey, if I was beaten, you don't want to Think about the posture.

"Stop it! Meng Fan! Shang Xiaojun! Do you hear me? Stop it!"

The teacher who found the crowd fighting started to greet him from a long distance away, trotting over all the way.

Hearing the movement, Fat Tiger and the others let go, but Meng Fan, who had suffered a disadvantage, did not let go. He still firmly grasped the monkey's neck and punched the opponent's abdomen.

Although the hairy monkey is usually the one who gets stabbed, he is also the one who picks the head, but in terms of personal physical fitness, he is the worst one among the three. At this moment, he has been shaved by Meng Fan, his face is stained, and his nose is bleeding. He looks good miserable.

"Meng Fan! I told you to stop, can't you hear me?" Teacher Lu Wenqiang roughly pulled Meng Fan's hand away.

"What's going on? Why did the fight start?" the teacher asked with a glance.

The hairy monkey said miserably first: "Report to the teacher! I'm going to eat in the cafeteria, and this grandson will beat me up if he catches me indiscriminately! Xiaojun and the others can't even pull them away! You want to make the decision for me?"

After hearing this, Lu Wenqiang looked up at Meng Fan who was also bleeding from the nose: "Is what Mao Hou said true? Why did you hit your classmate?"

Meng Fan was already very dissatisfied with the results of the teacher's handling of conflicts in the morning. Now the situation can be seen clearly at a glance, but he bites back, and a feeling of disgust suddenly arises in his heart.

"Teacher Lu, I would like to ask you, do you think I am an idiot? One person took the initiative to beat the three of them?" Meng Fan questioned mercilessly.

"What's your attitude? It's reasonable to fight? Didn't I ask you to understand the situation?" Seeing Meng Fan's bad attitude, Lu Wenqiang immediately raised his voice.

"The situation is that when I came to eat, the monkey came up and pushed me, swearing and cursing, and then did it. The three of them hit me one! Are you really not clear, or are you deliberately favoring them, targeting me as a foreigner?"

Meng Fan vented all the accumulated emotions after coming down for several times, his eyes were bloodshot, and his whole temperament changed obviously in an instant.

"What do you want? You want to hit me too?" Lu Wenqiang was startled by Meng Fan's red eyes, and subconsciously took a step back.

"You are the same as these rubbish bastards, I just want to learn something safely, and then target me, even you will clean up together, at worst, I will not be able to attend this training class!"

Meng Fan touched Lu Wenqiang's nose with his finger, and said word by word.

After saying this, Meng Fan didn't even wipe the nosebleed, turned his head and walked towards the cafeteria, leaving the hairy monkey and others who were finding fault in the same place.

It wasn't until Meng Fan walked away that Lu Wenqiang came back to his senses: "It's wrong, it's wrong! It's completely wrong!
That's okay, I'll call Mr. Lu right now, this student from City W is not suitable to stay here any longer! "

In the afternoon class, Lu Zhongsheng, who has not shown up for the past two days, came to the training ground of the practice pool.

"Who is Meng Fan? Come out!"

Seeing that Lu Zhongsheng had come, Meng Fan opened his mouth and called his name, thinking that something was wrong in his heart.

(End of this chapter)