Chapter four hundred and ninety fifth game failure
On the train, Yang Huang looked out the window and remained silent.
Mr. Feng looked at Yang Huang and wanted to tease Yang Huang, but Yang Huang smiled and said nothing every time, which made Mr. Feng calm down.
At this time, Yang Huang had very complicated feelings in his heart. I don’t know why, but maybe it was the mistake in the game that made Yang Huang’s originally excited mood no longer happy. He lost the excitement and happiness when he came.
The girl sitting next to Yang Huang looked so fascinated as Yang Huang looked out the window, and she instantly fell in love with Yang Huang.
She carefully pushed Yang Huang beside her.
Yang Huang was pushed back to his senses.
"Hello, my name is Hua Xin."
Yang Huang politely replied to the girl: "Hello, my name is Yang Huang."
After the introduction, Yang Huang didn't say anything and turned his head to the window again, as if there was something outside the window that attracted him, making Yang Huang reluctant to give up any scene.
Hua Xin looked at the cold Yang Huang and said again: "Can you leave your contact information with me?"
Hua Xin looked at Yang Huang with a pleading tone.
Yang Huang looked at Mr. Feng sitting opposite with his eyes closed, and he didn't know if Mr. Feng heard it.
Yang Huang turned his head and looked at this girl in her twenties. She had black hair and her clothes were a little incompatible with that girl. He really couldn't imagine what kind of boys today's little girls like.
Yang Huang said with a look of rejection: "I'm sorry, it's inconvenient."
Hua Xin looked at Yang Huang and said nothing.
He lowered his head and played with his mobile phone.
Yang Huang looked at the girl with his peripheral vision.
Hua Xin looked disappointed.
Normally, if a girl asked for his contact information, Yang Huang would give it to her even if he was reluctant to do so because of the girl's face. However, the timing of Hua Xin's request was wrong.
At this time, Yang Huang was only thinking about the result of the game and had no intention of talking about anything else.
"I still don't know what people in the gym will think of me when I go back. Before the competition, Mr. Feng said that the performance will be broadcast live all the time, which means that Yang Huang's performance will be seen by the people in the gym."
Yang Huang felt sad when he thought about this.
He closed his eyes and tried his best to stop himself from thinking about these things, but his mind was not under his control at all. When he closed his eyes, he saw the scene of losing the game.
Yang Huang closed his eyes tightly and suddenly someone in the carriage shouted: "Isn't this Mr. Feng who just won the magic competition?"
I don't know who shouted, but the originally silent carriage suddenly became agitated, and Mr. Feng was also woken up by the cheers.
I didn’t expect to meet fans on the train.
Everyone crowded around asking Mr. Feng to take a photo.
But at this time, Mr. Feng was alone and there were no security guards around him, so he had to deal with it by himself.
Mr. Feng smiled the whole time while taking photos, and he didn’t know what to do with his smiling face.
Yang Huang was afraid of being recognized, so he covered his head with clothes.
Now he can no longer experience someone saying that he failed in the game.
It wasn't until the train arrived at the station that the fans reluctantly let go of Mr. Feng.
Yang Huang ran off the train when no one was paying attention.
Yang Huang stood in front of the platform waiting for Mr. Feng.
After waiting for a long time, I saw Mr. Feng slowly walking out, dragging a large bag of things.
When Yang Huang saw it, he hurriedly ran to Mr. Feng and picked up the things.
When he returned to the first city, Yang Huang was very familiar with everything here, so he didn't wait for Mr. Feng and walked ahead on his own.
"Hey, bastard, can't you wait for me?"
Mr. Feng shouted loudly behind Yang Huang.
Only then did Yang Huang slow down and wait for Mr. Feng.
Mr. Feng walked up to Yang Huang and put his hand on Yang Huang's shoulder, panting as he walked.
After leaving the train station, Yang Huang and the others got into a car and left.
In the car, the driver suddenly recognized Feng Laodao: "Oh, you are the one who just won the award in Emperor City. I didn't expect to see you here. Did you just come back?"
the driver asked excitedly.
Mr. Feng nodded in response.
Along the way, the driver was chatting about the competition, which was very exciting.
This made Yang Huang on the side very embarrassed.
"It's so unlucky that people can't even drink cold water, but they can meet Mr. Feng's fans when they come back. It seems that Mr. Feng's fans are really all over the world, no matter how big they are."
The driver looked at Yang Huang behind him.
"Hey, this is the apprentice who performed with you. It was indeed trained by you. Even your apprentice is so good."
At this time, Yang Huang, who was sitting in the back seat, heard the driver say this and felt as if he was laughing at himself.
"But little brother, it's a pity that the performance failed in the end."
The driver looked at Yang Huang silently and seemed to be interested in not talking.
On the way, he simply comforted Yang Huang and said those official words.
"Little brother, no one can fail. Besides, you are still young, and youth is your capital."
Yang Huang suddenly felt familiar when he heard this. Yes, the master said the same thing just now.
"Besides, you are so good, are you still afraid of the day when you don't succeed? Since Mr. Feng can take you to perform on such a large ground, it means that you must be Mr. Feng's key training target."
Mr. Feng on the side used his eyes to signal the driver to stop talking.
The driver was still smart and didn't speak any more along the way.
When Mr. Feng arrived at the door of his home and wanted to give him money, he was stopped by the driver.
"Oh, Mr. Feng, you are slapping me in the face. I am lucky that you can be my car. Besides, you have won so much glory for the first market. I can't ask for this money no matter what."
Yes, after pushing it away, the driver still refused to take it. Mr. Feng could only kick the torn money back into his pocket.
It was already evening when we got off the car, and there were a few scattered stars in the sky, as if they were looking at Yang Huang.
“The driver just now was really enthusiastic.”
Mr. Feng said jokingly.
But Yang Huang was in such a mood that he couldn't laugh at any joke.
"Mr. Feng, I want to go for a walk by myself,"
Yang Huang opened his mouth and said.
"That's all, you might as well take some time to relax by yourself."
Mr. Feng carried his things into the gym.
Yang Huang was walking on the road and saw the boss of the gym opposite.
The boss came forward to say hello hypocritically, and Yang Huang had to deal with it.
"Isn't this the champion's apprentice?"
Yang Huang looked at the boss of the gym opposite and thought to himself: "I know you didn't hold back your good words."
Yang Huangli ignored him and left.
The gym owner standing on the opposite side shouted: "Why are you pretending? You won't lose in the end."
These last few words deeply hurt Yang Huang's heart.
But Yang Huang calmed down and watched as the clenched fists in his hands slowly relaxed.
"Forget it, being acquainted with this kind of person is just asking for trouble."
Yang Huang strode forward.
But nothing could relieve the pain in his heart.
As he walked, Yang Huang started running and reached a river. He stopped and shouted loudly: "Why, why do you make me so embarrassed?"
At this time, Yang Huang seemed to have been abandoned by the whole world.
He squatted on the ground and watched the cars coming and going.