Huayu: I'm reborn, but you still force me to be a scumbag?

Chapter 355: Not returning home in glory?
Wang Aiping hung up the phone with a unhappy look on his face.

The call was from his daughter, and she was talking about what happened this afternoon.

She said that she had a lot of things to do at work this morning, so she would go directly to the restaurant for dinner. Zhang Mingrui drove over to pick him up alone and asked him to wait at the school gate at 11 o'clock so as not to be late.

Zhang Mingrui was his daughter's boyfriend, from Long'an City, with a good family background and a handsome appearance. After spending more than a year with his daughter and having two meals at his home, Wang Aiping could find nothing wrong with him, so they smoothly entered the stage of discussing marriage.

Today at noon is the day when the parents of the Zhang and Wang families meet for the first time to have dinner and discuss wedding arrangements.

In fact, driving specially to pick him up is also a way for the man to express his respect for him.

But Wang Aiping's self-esteem got in the way and he felt a little uncomfortable.

It was still early and the end of the semester, so Wang Aiping had nothing to do and continued to check Weibo.

I saw the blogger named Entertainment Sister reposting a post and screenshots of replies from Tianya Forum.

The first screenshot is the original post, which was posted by a user named 何何开怀1990.

The title is: "Chen Nuo is indeed an excellent actor, but I feel he is a little over-mythologized."

The following content is very simple, and it is still about what happened two days ago.

"I saw some photos of the premiere of Ocean Paradise and some Weibo posts by viewers, and I was inspired to write this."

"Chen Nuo has won many awards in recent years, but compared to Li Lianjie, Zhang Ziyi and others, he is still a junior after all."

"Wouldn't the audience in the cinema feel embarrassed? It would feel a bit disrespectful."

"If I were there, I would definitely not leave the protagonist alone."

“I really don’t understand.”

The next few pictures are responses from netizens on Tianya to this post.

Dongshan Second Young Master: "If the host was there, he would have licked it."

Still Fantasy 11: "The poster must be jealous, please forgive him."

x Nono's Nuan Yang: "I don't think he's deified. A lot of people like him, so there must be a reason. Is there anyone forcing you to like him? So, what's the problem?"

Qianxiaopannuogui: "No one is deliberately deifying him, but he is just likable. What can I do? When he was dating Liu Yifei, I was also one of those who stopped being a fan, but now I am a fan again. I can't find a substitute, alas."

Hana Chen Xiaohan: "Anyone who can win the award that Chen Nuo has won again will also become a god."

I am your uncle: "Upstairs, where did you become a god? In your dream? O(∩_∩)O Haha~"

I really don't care: "It was Nuomi who instigated it, he's just an actor. The real gods are those who defend their country."

Rosa in Milan: "Before I went abroad to study two years ago, Chen Nuo was not as popular as he is now, and I was not his fan. After going abroad, I made friends from many places because of him, from all over the world. If you come to a foreign country alone and find that the only topic between you and your foreign classmates is talking about Chen Nuo, you will also deify him."

Kun is my life: "Finally I met a sober person. Actually the most disgusting one is Nuomi. Acting with Chen Nuo will be divided into big and small stars. I have no problem with Chen Nuo, but his fans really bring him bad luck."

Tianya Garbage Station: "Who above you gave your Chen Kun a certain status? We are all looking forward to their rivalry."

Leek Stock God: "LZ is right! He has been called a vampire on foreign websites, and Chinese people are also said to be greedy for money. The number of fans on his FB account has been growing more and more slowly after 2000 million. After such a big incident, no one on the Internet stood up to speak for him. Didn't they say that Leonardo Dicaprio has a good relationship with him? Didn't Emma Stone say that he is her Chinese man? Why don't you speak for him? Haha. Self-proclaimed Nuomi is the best in the world."

Nono Guiyi: "There are people posting this kind of stuff every other day, I am convinced. Someone above said that Chen Nuo relied on fans to incite him to become a god. I laughed my ass off. He has been filming abroad in recent years, why don't other people's fans create him as a god? Is it because their brother is not worthy?"

Xiao Gege: "When Chen Nuo is high-profile once in a while, the haters start to get mad. Please support Nuo Nuo's two movies in the second half of the year, the science fiction blockbusters directed by Jiang Wen and Nolan, thank you."

Small farmers in Jinhua: "If you don't understand, don't do it."

Hechukaihuai1990: "I don't want to understand it, okay? ^_^ Isn't it just a human-shaped cannon king?"

Wang Aiping took the trouble to read all these debates on Tianya.

After seeing the last reply from the original poster, I was very angry and thought, as people say, all the No. 5 haters on the Internet are in Tianya.

I immediately clicked on the Weibo comment area and started typing: "Objectively speaking, I'm not creating a god, but from the perspective of an actor, in just five years of professional career, he can indeed be called a god! He has won several European Best Actor trophies, Asia's first Oscar acting trophy, and helped a Korean film win their first Oscar for foreign language film. Such achievements are unprecedented and will never be repeated..."

Director Wang typed for a long time with great pride, and suddenly he saw the four words "Human-shaped Cannon King" and looked at what he had written.

Director Wang, who has been teaching Chinese for almost a lifetime, discovered with sadness that he must have gone off topic.

After deleting the reply he had worked so hard to type, Director Wang thought about it and decided to go straight to the next Weibo post.

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After lingering in the office until about 11 o'clock, Director Wang locked the door and went downstairs.

Although this can be considered as leaving early, as the Dean of Studies, this little privilege is naturally not a problem.

Walking downstairs from the third floor where the teaching office is located, the sun in late June was so bright that it was a bit dazzling, so much so that the red banners with white letters hanging outside the corridor of the main teaching building facing the school gate were a little difficult to see clearly.

Wang Aiping squinted his eyes and looked up for a while. He thought that it might be the traces left by the rain in the past few days. The banner was a little dirty and looked gray.

The one that reads "Warm congratulations to our 2002 alumnus Chen Nuo for winning the 62nd Cannes Film Festival Best Actor Award" has been hung since May last year and has been changed three times. It's time to take it down now.

Maybe it can be combined with the banner below that reads "Congratulations to our alumnus Chen Nuo for winning the 60th Berlin Film Festival Best Actor Award again".
Should it be written as... "The only Asian to have won the International Best Actor Award three times" or something like that?

Wang Aiping scratched his head and muttered, "I haven't taught for a long time. My brain is not working anymore."

He decided to bring it up at the next meeting. He thought that by pooling everyone's wisdom, he could always come up with a resounding statement. He would then tell the principal about it. He should agree, right?

After all, it’s not the banner that’s at stake.

I paused, then continued walking forward, passing the bulletin board beside the playground. The red posters on the board had also been washed away by the rain, and the ink was mottled, so I could only vaguely make out some intermittent words.
Words like "Chen Nuo", "Best Actor", "Honor", etc., the specific content has long been blurred.

The sun made Director Wang's forehead sweaty, but he was too lazy to look any further and walked straight towards the school gate.

The school gate is much wider than it was a few years ago.

Here, there is a banner that is the principal’s lifeblood.

It spans the school gate, and the words can be clearly seen even at a distance of 50 meters.

"Warm congratulations to our 2002 student Chen Nuo for winning the Best Supporting Actor Award at the 80th Academy Awards."

how many years?
3 years or 4 years?
Director Wang could hardly remember exactly, but anyway, after the banner was hung up, it remained firmly hanging behind the school gate, regardless of strong winds, rain, frost or snow, witnessing all vicissitudes of life and going through all kinds of ups and downs.

Even two years ago, the number of students enrolled in that year exceeded 2000 for the first time.

Even though the original principal was transferred to No. 1 Middle School as vice principal, the current principal also came out of nowhere and took up the full-time position here.
Even Lao Wang, before retiring, bid farewell to the days of eating chalk dust, sat in the chair of a leader, and spent the whole day reviewing posts in the office.

This banner was only changed repeatedly and never thought of being removed.

For an ordinary high school, this may not be appropriate.

However, just like at the beginning of this year, in response to certain remarks, the principal slammed the table and said very firmly: "What's inappropriate? Who said it's inappropriate? People from No. 1 Middle School or No. 2 Middle School? If they think it's inappropriate, please ask them to go to the leaders of the Education Bureau!"

"I'm not being unreasonable. It's because our Anxiang Vocational High School is a vocational high school. There are only a few students in the regular classes. Most of the students come here to learn a skill."

"I just want to ask, is acting considered a professional skill? Is being an actor a career option?"

"What we need to think about now is not to remove the advertisements, but on the contrary, we need to start researching what prerequisites are needed for our school to open a professional training class for film and television performances!"

"Haha, whatever bureau leader is here, I tell you, if you want me to take down the banner, that's impossible!"

Of course, Director Wang later found out that the principal’s connection came from a deputy director in the province, but that’s another story.

Wang Aiping waited at the school gate for a while. At about 11:2, a tall new car, which had not yet been photographed, stopped beside him.

Wang Aiping doesn’t drive, nor does he like cars, and of course, his family doesn’t have a car.

He knew very little about cars.

But he happened to recognize this car.

He knew the car was expensive.

Speaking of which, this was the first time he saw this car logo in Anxiang.

The car window rolled down, and a very handsome young man sat in the seat. He waved at him and said, "Uncle Wang, get in the car."

Wang Aiping felt even more uncomfortable.

My daughter says he is old-fashioned.

But he just felt that Zhang Mingrui always had an inexplicable arrogance when facing the Wang family.

It's not that he was impolite, but his behavior showed that he didn't take him seriously. He didn't have the trepidation of meeting Lord Taishan at all.

It's been like this since we first met.

It seemed as if Wang Yue could sell her daughter if she brought a few bottles of Moutai, a few packs of Zhonghua cigarettes, and a few large bags of health products. It seemed as if marrying him would be a blessing for Wang Yue and the Wang family's luck, and she was not afraid at all of objections from her father.

Even now.

Wang Aiping recalled the cautious feeling he had when he first met his wife's father. But when he saw Zhang Mingrui waving at him in a grand manner, as if he was talking to a pet puppy... he almost turned around and left.

However, thinking of Wang Yue and his wife's expression at that time, Wang Aiping still swallowed his anger and got in the car.

Perhaps noticing Wang Aiping's bad face, Zhang Mingrui started the conversation with a smile as soon as the car had gone a little further. "Uncle Wang, I bought this car specifically for Xiaoyue. I plan to give it to her after we get married. She has been learning to drive for several years but has never used it. It's a bit of a waste."

Wang Aiping said calmly: "According to the rules, if we get married, your family will pay for the house, but we should buy the car."

Zhang Mingrui smiled and said, "No need, Uncle Wang. You and Aunt Liu can keep your money for your retirement. My dad said that we will pay for the house and the car."

Wang Aiping said: "There is no such saying."

Zhang Mingrui said, "Really not necessary."

Wang Aiping said: "It is necessary."

After a moment of silence, Zhang Mingrui chuckled and said, "That's fine. Then we can add a few more to our family and buy another one."

"Add a little more?"

Zhang Mingrui said, "Uncle Wang, since you don't drive, you may not know that cars are good and bad, and their safety is also different. For example, domestic cars that cost tens of thousands of yuan have poor safety performance. I won't let Yueyue drive that kind of car. If you really want to pay, then I can only give a little more and buy another car. Just consider this car as yours, okay?"

Wang Aiping's breathing became rough and heavy, as if there was a fire burning in his chest, but he didn't know how to vent it.

Zhang Mingrui glanced at him sideways, then turned back to continue driving, saying, "Uncle Wang, I really don't mean anything else. This is the truth. You two have worked hard all your lives, but to be honest, the money you earn may not be as much as my dad made from selling two houses." "I didn't like Yueyue because of her money. I studied abroad for a few years and saw the outside world, but in the end I still felt that Chinese girls are suitable for me. Why? They are gentle and kind, family-oriented, and willing to take care of children. Two people being together, this is the most important thing. Material conditions are not important. I don't care about these at all."

"Well, in Xichuan, unlike other places, we don't have the concept of bride price. I feel very sorry about this. If I ask you to pay for the car, I will feel even more guilty."

"I don't want Yueyue to drive a cheap car. As for an expensive car, for example, this Cayenne costs more than 200 million yuan. You two old people definitely can't afford it. Really, Uncle Wang, you should save your money for your retirement. Eat and drink better in the future and take good care of yourself. It will be a blessing for us younger generations."

Wang Aiping felt that his self-esteem was being trampled underfoot again and again.

However, he had to admit that every word his future son-in-law Zhang Mingrui said was right.

He has been teaching all his life, and in a middle school like Anxiang Vocational High School. The salary is low, and no one asks him for extra lessons. After teaching for decades, he has saved up nothing except the two-bedroom apartment in the old neighborhood where he lives now.

Even the little savings that one has worked so hard to save in the bank may not be as much as what someone earns from selling two houses, and it can't even buy a tire for this person's car.

Now I’m a dean of studies, but what does that mean?
Compared to a teacher, how much straighter can you be?
I was about to sit down to have dinner with a big real estate tycoon. What could I do to make him look at me with higher regard?
He wanted to support Yueyue, wanted to give his daughter some confidence when she got married, wanted to gather a decent dowry...how could Wang Aiping do it?

Unless he sells the house!

Perhaps because he knew he had said too much, Zhang Mingrui did not speak for the next few minutes, allowing Wang Aiping to let his thoughts run wild.

But after selling the house and taking out more than 200,000 yuan to buy a car, what will happen after pretending to be rich? Will it really work? Maybe in the eyes of others, it still means nothing.

Wang Aiping thought about it and felt discouraged for a moment.

I just felt that he had accomplished nothing in his life and was a complete failure. Even marrying off his daughter could not make her feel proud in front of her in-laws.

At this moment, Director Wang really wanted to jump out of the car and be run over to death.

However, at this moment, the sound of a Nokia phone ringing broke the awkwardness and silence in the car.

Wang Aiping took out his phone and saw that it was a teacher named Li under him.

He couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat.

As I just said, when Mr. Wang left today, he was suspected of leaving early. Although he has a long career and a high position, it is not true that he is unmanaged in the school.

Especially the iron-faced principal who has connections and wants to make Anxiang Vocational High School stronger and bigger.

If he is caught leaving early, he might do something to embarrass him.

Wang Aiping forgot about the humiliation and depression he had just felt, and immediately picked up the phone and answered it, "Hello, Li Gang, what's wrong? Is it the school..."

Before Wang Aiping could say anything, he was interrupted by a voice coming from the other side, and his expression was stunned.

Zhang Mingrui, who was sitting in the driver's seat, looked at him and couldn't help but laugh inwardly.

After Wang Aiping hung up the phone, he took the initiative to ask, "What's wrong? Uncle Wang, is there something wrong at school?"

"Yes, something happened." After Wang Aiping hung up the phone, his head was buzzing and he was a little dazed for a moment. If Li Gang had not been so excited and so confident, and today was not April 4st, he would really think it was an April Fool's joke.

"Xiao Zhang, drive back and take me back to school." Wang Aiping calmed down and said.

Zhang Mingrui thought to himself that it was true, and couldn't help but laugh: "Uncle Wang, look, we are almost there, if there is anything, let's talk about it after dinner."

"Let's not eat yet. Take me back first." Wang Aiping said.

Zhang Mingrui said with a smile: "Uncle Wang is just ahead. My dad and the others are here. Yueyue is probably here too. You just..."

"I told you to send me back!!!" Wang Aiping suddenly shouted, his voice like thunder, carrying a majesty and urgency rarely seen in normal days, and it went straight into Zhang Mingrui's ears.

Zhang Mingrui was startled by the sudden roar. His hands shook and he almost lost his grip on the steering wheel. The car swayed slightly on the road.

He subconsciously glanced at Wang Aiping, only to see that the usually mild-mannered old dean of studies now had a flushed face, veins visible on his forehead, and his eyes were full of unconcealable excitement and anxiety, completely unlike the silent and suppressed look just now.

Zhang Mingrui's throat rolled over, and he didn't dare to say another word for a while.

"Okay, okay, Uncle Wang, don't worry, I'll turn around right away." Zhang Mingrui quickly softened his tone, forced a smile, quickly turned the steering wheel, found an intersection, turned around and drove back.

He muttered to himself, how come this old man suddenly became like a different person? Just now he was as wilted as an eggplant hit by frost, but now he looked like he had eaten dynamite. What happened in the school to make him lose his composure like this?
After the car turned around, Zhang Mingrui asked tentatively: "Uncle Wang, is there something urgent at school? How about I call my dad first and postpone the dinner?"

Wang Aiping ignored him and just stared out the window with her lips tightly pursed. The old Nokia in her hand was clenched so tightly that her knuckles turned white, as if she was trying hard to suppress something.

The car fell into silence again, with only the low roar of the engine and the occasional honking of the horn.

Zhang Mingrui took a quick glance and saw that Wang Aiping had a complicated expression. Although he was excited, it didn't seem like something bad had happened. He opened his mouth and wanted to ask, but suddenly remembered Wang Aiping's cannibalistic look just now. He felt scared and didn't dare to say anything.

At this time, Wang Aiping suddenly said, "Drive faster."

Zhang Mingrui felt an unprecedented shock in his heart and quickly stepped on the accelerator, causing the car speed to increase suddenly.

Finally, the car drove to the gate of Anxiang Vocational College again. Wang Aiping pushed the door and jumped out almost as soon as the car stopped. He rushed directly into the school without saying a word. Zhang Mingrui sat in the car, staring blankly at his back disappearing at the school gate, his mind in a daze.

He sat at the gate of Anxiang Vocational School for a few minutes, not knowing what to do.

In a dilemma, he finally asked his father what to do, just like he did in all the past.

After listening to him, his father didn't say anything on the phone, but just asked him to come over and talk.

After he hung up, Zhang Mingrui knew that his father must be angry.

The project in Longan is about to be launched, and as a boss, there is a lot to do.

This time he came to Anxiang specifically for his matter, but it looked like he still hadn't been able to eat yet. If he let it go like this, maybe his relationship with Wang Yue would be ruined.

Although Zhang Mingrui had the temperament of a rich second-generation boy and had no opinions of his own, to be honest, he did not look down on Wang Aiping, a poor teacher.

But he really likes Wang Yue.

Knowing that his father would probably vent his anger on the two of them because of Wang Aiping, and might even try to break up the couple, Zhang Mingrui made up his mind and simply parked the car on the side of the road.

Anyway, getting a ticket from the traffic police is not a big deal to him.

He wanted to go in and see why Wang Aiping came back.

If he was caught by the leader and had to pay a fine, he would pay for it. It would be fine even if it was ten times or a hundred times. In short, he had to get Wang Aiping over and have the meal.

The school guard saw Director Wang getting out of his car, so Zhang Mingrui walked into the gate of Anxiang Vocational School smoothly.

Of course, the first thing I saw was those banners.

He didn't care either.

Wang Aiping had heard so much about Chen Nuo being a student that his ears were already callused. Anxiang Vocational High School was also quite famous in the whole of Longan.

Including when he first met Wang Yue, they talked about Chen Nuo.

It was his talk about how Chen Nuo was doing in the UK that gradually opened the girl's heart. She thought that he was a nice and reasonable person, unlike many boys in China who were narrow-minded, impossible to communicate with, and unreasonable. When it came to anything about Chen Nuo, they would first criticize him.

However, he also didn't think that Chen Nuo and Wang Aiping had any relationship.

That person is either filming in the United States or in South Korea. I heard that his family has moved to Beijing.

He hasn't even returned to Xichuan in the past two years, and has not taken care of any family affairs.

When The Hawthorn Tree was released, only Zhang Yimou and Liu Yifei showed up at the Chengdu premiere. They played a video on the spot, spoke a few words to everyone in Xichuan dialect, and greeted everyone.

He and Wang Yue were at the scene at the time, which made Wang Yue, who had thought there might be a surprise, disappointed for a long time.

If not for this, his father Zhang Ke would never have thought of competing with Sino Real Estate for the position of the leading real estate company in Longan City.

Not to mention Wang Aiping, a teacher who had only taught him for about a year but with whom he didn’t have a very good relationship.

It would be strange if you still remember him after you become rich.

Because of this thought, when Zhang Mingrui went upstairs, he was quite surprised to find that the entire teachers' office area was empty.

Then, following the sound of people, I groped my way up to the third floor and found that half of the corridor was filled with people. It seemed that all the teachers in the school had come, and they were all excitedly talking to each other.

The center of their crowd was the door of an office with a sign that read "Teaching Department".

Zhang Mingrui felt that he would not be able to squeeze through, so he asked a young man who was standing on tiptoe and looking inside, "Teacher, what's going on?"

The man looked at him, frowned suddenly, and asked warily, "Who are you? A reporter? How did you get in?"

Reporters? What reporters? How could reporters come to your shabby place? Did a student jump off the building?

Zhang Mingrui was a little confused and explained, "No, I'm the son-in-law of Director Wang from your school's teaching department. My last name is Zhang, and I'm here to pick up Director Wang for dinner."

The male teacher suddenly realized and said, "You are Director Wang's... Director Wang's daughter's name?"

"Wang Yue."

The male teacher suddenly relaxed and said, "Hello, hello, my name is Kong Xiangsheng."

Zhang Mingrui was speechless. Was Wang Aiping a big shot? He actually wanted to test him. Did he think someone else would pretend to be Wang Aiping's son-in-law? What a joke.

He forced a smile and said, "Hello, Mr. Kong. I want to ask, what's going on? What happened to Uncle Wang? Why are there so many people?"

When Kong Xiangsheng heard this question, Zhang Mingrui felt that his expression was difficult to describe.

It felt like the 9s, when his family had just made their first fortune through real estate, and an uncle who grew up with his father came to visit his home and asked how much money his father made from selling the buildings he built in Jianyang.

When he heard the number his father reported, every pore of his body was filled with envy, jealousy and hatred.

Kong Xiangsheng coughed and said, "Chen Nuo came half an hour ago. He came to see Director Wang."

PS:

In the early morning when I posted this, Ukraine signed.

Someone's extreme pressure worked again.

If you go back and look at the chapters on the art of trading and the four steps summarized there, and read them in conjunction with the news of the past two days, you will probably have a different feeling.

But I personally feel that Donald's handling of this matter has a sense of defeat even though he has won, and he is short-sighted. In the long run, it may lead to "people's hearts being scattered, and the team being difficult to lead."

Brothers who have monthly tickets can vote again, and see if I can get 3000 votes in the last three days, so that I can draw one more prize on the 25th of next month. Hehe.

There is no charge for the words after PS.

(End of this chapter)