As soon as Ye Fan finished speaking, Guo Yang's eyes suddenly went dark, and then he felt like he was flying in the clouds.
When he came to his senses, he found that he was already lying on the edge of the urine pool, with his face less than ten centimeters away from the pool filled with urine.
"Ah...ahhh!"
Guo Yang screamed in horror and struggled wildly with his hands.
But his neck was grabbed tightly by Ye Fan, like an iron clamp, and he couldn't help but break free.
"Ah... don't, don't do this, I was wrong, I was really wrong! Brother, brother, please let me go, I will never dare to do it again!"
Guo Yang had never experienced such a thrilling thing. At this time, he was extremely frightened and felt that the end of the world was just around the corner.
As a young man born with a diamond spoon in his mouth, the water in his toilet is drinkable.
Even when he came to the Art Institute, his dormitory was of special quality. His family specially opened a piece of land in the school for him to build a small villa to live in. He had never had such close contact with the school toilet.
In the past, he often heard from his friends that when he taught someone a lesson at school, they would slap him in the toilet. It was a great feeling.
That's why he specially called Ye Fan to the toilet on the top floor today.
But the reality is simply not like this.
Not only did I not feel the pleasure, but I was forced to sit in front of the smelly urine pool.
Feelings of fear and nausea dominated his brain, and he felt that his noble soul had been tarnished.
"Boy, weren't you pretty awesome before?" Ye Fan pressed the back of Guo Yang's head and sneered, "If you don't have the skin of the Guo family, what else can you do?"
"Brother, brother, I was wrong, I apologize to you." Guo Yang was extremely panicked and wailed: "I will give you money, I can give you whatever you want!"
"Give me money?" Ye Fan chuckled, "Okay, give me one billion, and I'll let you go right away."
"One billion..." Guo Yang suddenly flashed, "Brother, don't be ridiculous. I only have one million pocket money a month, how can I get one billion?"
"Then what nonsense are you talking to me about?"
Ye Fan snorted slightly and pushed Guo Yang's face into the urinal.
"Ah...Gululu..."
Guo Yang was so scared that he opened his mouth and screamed. Unexpectedly, when he opened his mouth, smelly urine poured in, making him choke and burst into tears.
Ye Fan took advantage of the situation and stepped back a few meters, "Boy, it will be good for you to suffer some losses. Your Guo family does have some capital in Binhai, but when it comes to the whole country, it is a second-rate family, let alone the whole world.
From now on, keep your eyes open and don't think that having a little money means you are great. Binhai is more awesome than you and there are many people who are more low-key than you."
"Cough cough cough... I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!"
Guo Yang climbed up from the ground while holding on to the wall. He didn't even bother to wipe away the smelly liquid on his face, and rushed towards Ye Fan like crazy.
"Stubborn!"
Ye Fan was too lazy to bother and kicked him back into the urinal.
"Plop!"
Guo Yang fell into the urinal. The severe pain in his body and the pain in his soul made him burst into tears.
"Mom...come and save me, mom, mom...I want to go home..."
"It seems that your mother is very important to you. Finally, you still have some humanity. Well, a useless scum still has a future if he never forgets his mother. From now on, remember to be filial to your parents and be a good, hard-working and brave boy!"
Ye Fan had a strange smile on his face and sighed in admiration.
Guo Yang covered his face and cried bitterly, his body smelled extremely fishy.
"Don't take advantage of Lin Pingxuan in the future, otherwise next time, it won't be as simple as a urinal. I will take you to experience the customs and customs of a septic tank."
"Septic tank..." Guo Yang's body suddenly trembled, and fear struck his heart again.
Seeing that he was really scared, Ye Fan grinned, turned and left the toilet.
From entering to exiting, it took less than three minutes.
Ye Fan walked to the stairs and happened to meet two followers who kicked down the stairs.
The two boys saw that Ye Fan came out unscathed, which showed that the faint wailing in the toilet was not caused by him.
For a moment, I was in a panic all day long. I quickly shrank into a corner and trembled like chaff.
These kind of wallflowers and bullies are pure villains, and the blood flowing in their bones is destined to lead their future life.
"Guo Yang is still in the toilet, help him go back and wash himself off."
Ye Fan's light words echoed on the stairs. The two followers looked closely and saw that he had already reached the third floor.
Back in the classroom, Ye Fan said hello to Lin Pingxuan.
Lin Pingxuan quickly pulled Ye Fan aside and asked in a low voice: "Brother Ye, where are the people from Guoyang?"
"I said a few words to him, but he felt ashamed of himself and had no face to see others. He went home crying and looking for his mother."
Ye Fan shrugged his shoulders and laughed: "He probably won't harass you anymore in the future. Don't worry about doing your dances and reading your books."
"Really?" Lin Xuanxuan asked suspiciously, "Brother Ye, you didn't hit him?"
"I swear to God, I didn't punch Guo Yang." Ye Fan nodded and smiled.
Yes, I did not do anything, I just let him taste the smell of urine.
Lin Pingxuan breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good."
Zhu Wanting was a little disappointed, "Brother, you are so cowardly!"
"Go, go, you damn girl is heartless and it's not a big deal to just watch the fun!" Ye Fan rolled his eyes at Zhu Wanting.
Soon, the second class began.
Without Guo Yang's interruption, Professor Chen regained the rhythm of the class, and the class was well organized.
Lin Pingxuan and the others had two classes this afternoon, and after class they followed Ye Fan for lunch.
Professor Chen took them to a coastal restaurant where a meal cost less than 300 yuan, which was very economical.
Ye Fan naturally would not let Professor Chen pay and paid the money first, which made Professor Chen very angry.
Afterwards, Professor Chen asked Ye Fan to send the two girls back to school first, while he waited for Ye Fan at a nearby teahouse.
The two of them talked until past nine o'clock, talking about the past and present, and all kinds of topics.
Ye Fan is very knowledgeable and can often hit the nail on the head and grasp the key points of the topic.
Professor Chen became a close friend, and I felt that I regretted meeting him so late.
The two chatted happily, but Professor Chen was getting older and started to feel sleepy at night.
Ye Fan appropriately sent him home and agreed to talk to him next time.
It can be seen that Professor Chen admires Ye Fan very much.
Similarly, Ye Fan also respected Professor Chen very much.
This is a great literary educator. He is not only worried about the inheritance of Chinese literature, but also full of hopes for the educational cause of China.
Both the country and society need such people.
Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, the day of meeting Zi Ying'er came.
On this day, Zi Ying'er came early to pick up Ye Fan to set her makeup.
Originally, she wanted Ye Fan to pick her up, but after taking over the contact during this period, she found that Ye Fan was completely unable to call her.
He can always find various excuses to shirk his invitation.
Zi Ying'er summed up her experience and took Ye Fan away early in the morning and went straight to the Golden Eagle Award Ceremony Hall.
This year's Golden Eagle Award presentation hall is located in the Binhai Grand Theatre, covering an area of 20,000 square meters and as high as eight floors. It is divided into large theater, medium theater, small theater, dressing room and other areas.
The awards ceremony hall is a large theater that can accommodate more than 2,000 people.
Ye Fan was taken to her royal dressing room by Zi Ying'er, and the designer immediately played with Ye Fan.
An hour later, the makeup artist breathed a sigh of relief, pulled Ye Fan to the full-length mirror, and smiled: "Mr. Ye, what do you think?"
"It's not bad." Ye Fan looked at himself in the mirror and smiled: "A bit of a coquettish guy."
Wearing a crisp white suit with shiny leather shoes, he held his chin in one hand and put his other hand in his pocket, staring ahead with indescribable pride.
The evil smile at the corner of his mouth and the high-spirited expression are like a rich young man coming out of Qiong Yao's novels.
If he goes out, the male compatriots around him will definitely become restless and would rather retreat within thirty meters to avoid becoming a foil.
Standing in front of the mirror, Ye Fan was very coquettish and thought to himself: If I dress like this in the future and go out to pick up girls, ordinary girls will be fascinated to death!
However, the highest level of picking up girls in the new century is no longer a sincere heart and a handsome face.
Those who can't be eaten, do you want girls to listen to your sweet words and look at your handsome face when they are hungry?
Throwing out a stack of banknotes, even if Ye Fan had a beer belly, a lot of people still called him "Dad".
A nouveau riche can definitely kill "Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai" in a flash.
This is social reality!
The makeup artist was a sissy, with her orchid fingers raised to help Ye Fan adjust the dress, her eyes twinkling.
"Sir, a white suit embellished with a rose will definitely take your charm to a new level."
As he spoke, he picked a rose from the flower basket on the side and put it in Ye Fan's chest pocket.
"Forget it, I can't accept it." Ye Fan's head was full of black lines. He quickly took the rose away and folded a white silk scarf into it.
"Mr. Ye, your figure is so perfect, you look good no matter what you wear. Oh, I'm so jealous, geez..."
The makeup artist laughed so hard that her branches trembled with laughter.
Ye Fan felt a chill and quickly changed the topic.
"Hey, where is Miss Ying'er?"
"Her makeup takes longer, and it probably won't be finished until the afternoon." The makeup artist looked at her watch, "Mr. Ye, do you have a favorite celebrity? How about I take you to visit?"
"No need, I'm not a star-chaser." Ye Fan smiled and said, "Leo, if you have something to do, go ahead and do it. I can do it by myself."
"No! Ying'er specifically told me that I will follow you the whole time today." The makeup artist smiled softly again, placing her orchid finger on her lips.
"She said you love to join in the fun and don't care about your makeup. If you wait until the countdown to the award ceremony to put it on, it will be troublesome."
Ye Fan was so disturbed by the makeup artist's laughter that he decided to use urine to escape from the dressing room.
The makeup artist originally wanted to follow him out, but as soon as he went out, there was no trace of Ye Fan. He could only stamp his feet in anger.
But he said that Ye Fan was walking around in the dressing room. The staff saw that he was neatly made up, tall and handsome, and knew that he was the guest of the evening, so no one stopped him.
The entire dressing room is more than 3,000 square meters, equipped with more than 80 dressing rooms, which can be used by 2,000 actors at the same time.
Large and small powder rooms are displayed in an orderly manner and marked with various user groups.
Some public dressing rooms have a large group of actors coming in and out from time to time.
Those specially marked celebrity dressing rooms are strictly controlled.
There are even bodyguards standing at some doors, so not everyone can get close.