Infinite Waste Pick-up System

"It's too bad for the rag collector to call the headmaster fat. He's tired of living."

"Look, he's still smiling. He's a fearless ignorant man."

"The headmaster's eyes are red. It's a big move."

"I'm a little excited, actually..."

Dozens of students outside are staring at the situation in the studio, with fear and expectation.

Mingxinyue and Xiaolan are suspicious. Liu Fan seems to know the headmaster.

And a tragedy has emerged in Bai Qiong and Zhang he's mind.

Next second.

Hong Zhen took a step forward and put his two big hands on Liu Fan's shoulders.

"It's over. The headmaster is very hard on people outside the school."

Zhang he was so frightened that he remembered that the headmaster used to deal with a burglar who came to school and almost paralyzed him.

However, the development of the following plot is beyond everyone's expectation

"Brother fan!"

Hong Zhen's eyes are red. He stares at Liu fan, an old friend he hasn't seen for many years. Every bit of the past comes to his mind in an instant!

Liu Fan tried his best to restrain the passion in his heart, feeling the two heavy palms on his shoulders, and the shoulder blades were all pinched to a cackle.

"Fat man!"

He called in a trembling voice, and immediately slapped Hong Zhen on the shoulder. Hong Zhen's strong body was directly short, and the fat on his face was shaking two or three circles of ripples.

Hong Zhen quickly released his hand and stabilized himself.

He took a deep breath and said with a pale smile, "brother fan, you are a fat man. I almost can't stand it."

Liu Fan shrugged his shoulders, made a sound of bone collision, and said with a smile, "fat man, I haven't seen you for four years. How can you grow laterally all the time?"

Hong Zhen was embarrassed and sighed: "Oh, don't mention it. I feel pain in my breath. Brother fan, how can you be here? How have you been these years? We haven't seen each other for four years

"Fat man, it's been four years. You've disappeared for four years. You don't even send a text message. Do you still think I'm your brother?"

Liu Fan glared and said, "it's my fault, man. I'm wrong. I'm wrong!"

"When you were in college, you always loved to draw. I didn't expect to set up an art training center. It's OK, fat man!"

Liu Fan sighed and sighed, Hong Zhen said with a bitter smile: "generally, that's what happened."

And the people around were also surprised by the brother recognition.

The headmaster has a bad understanding with this collector!

"Darling, it turns out that he is an old classmate of the principal. No wonder he has this ability."

"The headmaster is a real cow. Everyone in any circle knows him."

"It's said that his name is Liu Fan. He's a rag collector, but he can draw that picture."

"It's over. Those who collect rubbish can be masters of painting. Do we have a future in learning this?"

He whispered outside the door. Of course, Hong Zhen also heard it. He was shocked and said, "brother fan, did you draw this painting?"

As far as he knows, Liu Fan knew nothing about painting before.

He once taught Liu fan, but Liu fanleng turned the Phoenix into a pheasant. How can he draw master level paintings?

Liu Fan looked at his face and said with a gentle smile, "fat man is calm. I just paint casually."

"Draw as you like?"

Hong Zhen feels as if he has eaten a dead child. If Liu Fan paints casually, then his training center won't have to go on.

"Brother fan, do you open a studio or do you engage in design?"

Hong Zhen is curious.

Liu Fan shook his head and said, "no, I'm collecting junk and garbage now."