The game's heroine has come true? The aloof school beauty is in tears.

Another night has fallen.

Lu Yuan rode a completely black charcoal motorcycle, wearing a yellow vest, weaving through the streets and alleys.

Because he didn't have time to buy an electric scooter, but he still had to run fare collections.

His position at the fight gym changed.

No longer just a sparring partner to be beaten.

Instead, he was given the position of head coach, and Huang Zhiyu originally intended to give him shares directly.

He didn't want it.

In addition to the normal coaching commission and a base salary of 30,000 yuan, he can earn a 15% commission from each additional student.

He feels at ease making money honestly.

However, the boxing gym hasn't officially started classes yet, and there aren't even any students.

Therefore, he only regarded the work at the boxing gym as an investment.

His life revolves around delivering food.

You should never put all your eggs in one basket.

He delivers food on his motorcycle, but the money he earns from each order isn't even enough to cover his gas expenses.

Anyway, it's not like he's the one cheering.

He hummed a tune as he strolled through the streets and alleys, appearing exceptionally relaxed and carefree.

Having just finished delivering a fare to the train station, he started his car and drove away.

I just happened to brush past someone who was walking out of the station.

He didn't know this person.

But this person knew him.

Even when she saw Lu Yuan's blurry profile, she subconsciously trembled.

Until I saw the motorcycle Lu Yuan was riding.

He kept patting his chest to reassure himself.

"It shouldn't be because the road is far."

Shang Yan sat on a bench, carrying a canvas bag, and opened social media and clicked on the search bar.

An ID titled "Evil Little Witch" popped up, followed by frequently searched terms.

After clicking in, my eyes lingered on the number of followers for a moment, where it showed 30.2 followers.

Then go back to the search page, scroll down to a spot below the search history, and click on the entry titled "Monthly Income of a Blogger with 30 Followers".

It wasn't as much as he had imagined, but it was enough to shock Shang Yan, whose monthly salary was only three or four thousand.

Then he continued to open the homepage of the evil little witch, flipped through one of the videos, clicked on the location of Nanjiang University of Science and Technology, and his rough fingers searched for navigation on it.

Before clicking "Start Navigation," he tentatively opened WeChat and sent a message to Shang Qingya.

Judging from their chat box, Shang Qingya almost never replied to Shang Yan's messages.

It's no wonder she didn't reply.

Because in the chat logs of normal college students, it's more likely that the children are asking their parents for living expenses when it's time to go.

But in their chat history, Shang Yan seemed more like the child who needed living expenses.

Shang Qingya's last reply was, "I'll transfer you money one last time, and then we'll cut off all contact completely."

That was two months ago.

After that, Shang Qingya never replied to her messages again.

"Ya Ya, I haven't seen you since you started school. I missed you, so I came to see you."

After sending the message, he stood up, picked up his phone, and took pictures of the surrounding buildings.

Then he sent another message: "Dad won't bother you to pick me up, Dad will go straight to your school."

The message was not sent; it was followed by a red exclamation mark.

Shang Yan was slightly stunned by the situation, but he did not hesitate at all and directly opened the navigation.

He was told by someone else that his daughter had become an internet celebrity.

It was an idea his gambling addict friend gave him after he had gambled away all his money.

Yes, he went out gambling again. Getting a gambling addict to quit is practically a pipe dream.

The thought of her daughter earning a lot of money and living a wealthy life made her envious.

At least in his eyes, it was much faster and easier to shamelessly beg money from his daughter than to go out and work.

Besides, her daughter is now a minor internet celebrity and a college student, so she definitely cares about her reputation.

If I go to her school and make a scene, my daughter will definitely give me money in order to settle things peacefully.

With that in mind, he prepared to hail a taxi.

He had only gone halfway when he saw the same figure turn back.

It nearly scared him out of his wits; he threw his phone away.

"Parkinson's disease, his hands are shaking so badly."

The great deliveryman, Comrade Lu Yuan, caught the phone, his eyes filled with joy at his precise catch.

He handed it back to him:

"Be more careful next time."

"oh oh."

Shang Yan watched the deliveryman's departing figure, a look of confusion in his eyes.

How come he doesn't recognize me?

Could it be that I've mistaken someone for someone else?

"Damn it, so what if Lu Yuan stands in front of me? In this harmonious society, he can't possibly kill me!"

A harmonious society will always have some corrupt elements to some extent.

They shamelessly rely on the hard-won social welfare system to survive.

Thinking about this, he gradually became bolder and started walking with an arrogant air.

I hailed a taxi and arrived near Nanjiang University of Science and Technology, where I found a small hotel to stay in.

I went downstairs to get something to eat.

There are many printing houses near the university town.

While he was choosing a restaurant, he happened to run into two bald men elbowing each other in front of a printing shop.

"Fighting in the street isn't shameful enough."

Shang Yan made a sarcastic remark.

He picked up the bed sheet scattered on the floor and glanced at it:

"Who came up with this idea? A fight gym offering nail salons? What an idiot."

The moment the word "idiot" appeared.

The two bald men immediately looked at him.

But Shang Yan didn't take it seriously.

When people are in a state of extreme deprivation, they become particularly rude and always try to find a sense of superiority in other ways.

"How can there be people like you in a civilized society?"

He spoke with utter arrogance.

Until two bald men stared at him menacingly.

"What are you looking at me for, you idiot? Come and hit me if you dare."

Who dares to hit someone these days?

Shang Yan wasn't afraid at all; he even stuck his head out to peek at the two of them.

The next second, two violent elbow strikes landed on his head.

Then Shang Yan was dragged into the alley and subjected to a barrage of elbow strikes.

"Damn it, Lin Bei, you're asking for a beating, aren't you?"

Two bald men, aspiring to join the underworld, finally found an outlet for their frustration and went on a rampage.

As for hitting someone being wrong? Is this a civilized society?

Brother, we're part of a gang.

"You didn't betray us! When you heard the boss being insulted, you reacted faster than I did."

"You still don't believe me."

"I apologize to you, brother."

The bald man put his arm around the shoulder of the second bald man again.

The two of them, hand in hand, strode away.

...

Lu Yuan, who had just returned home, looked at the two women sitting at the table waiting for him to eat.

His eyes fell into deep thought.