Marry the real young master and his uncle [rebirth]

Professor Yao paused the class several times in a row, pushed his glasses and said with a serious expression: "If you have something to discuss, you can discuss it after class."

Everyone saw him pull his face down and shut his mouth in fear.

The atmosphere in the second half of the class was weird, and the students did not dare to show their anger. It was the first time they had seen such a terrifying side of Professor Yao.

Professor Yao, who was always kind and kind, finished the class with a cold face. The students didn't even dare to twist their necks at will, and their eyes were fixed on the podium, regretting their naivety and naivety.

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Professor Yao did not leave as usual, but stood on the podium and said a few words earnestly. Everyone lowered their heads and their faces were red.

Of course, there are also courageous and violent students who clenched their fists and asked loudly: "Professor, since you talk about serious study, why do you cheat for personal gain and cover up plagiarists? Isn't this against your dedication to learning?" will?"

"Don't you think it's ridiculous that you give the green light to others while teaching us to work hard and study hard? Ordinary people like us without background will never make it to the top."

Professor Yao was dumbfounded by the questioning, and his expression darkened immediately. He was busy with a government project recently, and he was almost absent from today's class, but he still tried his best to come over as soon as possible, not wanting to hear such remarks.

"I, Yao Fusong, have been in the industry for decades and have a clear conscience. I don't know where you heard the rumors, but I can tell you responsibly that I treat my students equally. If you have any doubts, you are always welcome to bring evidence Come to confront me, and I will never run away."

Professor Yao's words were not loud, but they were deafening, and the chests of the students were agitated.

The doubts about Professor Yao gradually dissipated. Yes, Professor Yao is well known to everyone. When they questioned them face to face, Professor Yao did not get angry. Instead, he replied to them directly. only people can do it.

At the same time, the silent Yao Fangyi suddenly stood up, as if he could bear it to the extreme, "You said you have a clear conscience? Do you dare to look at me and say it again?"

The students turned their heads in an uproar and looked at Yao Fangyi in unison.

Wow, the suffering master has stood up.

Professor Yao stared at the girl with a complicated expression and remained silent for a long time.

Yao Fangyi sneered and said: "Look, you can't tell. I want to get your approval time and time again, but you perfunctory me time and time again. I obviously worked so hard. Even if I got No.1 in the exam, even if I became the number one in the college entrance examination, Even though I have won countless awards, you never looked at me seriously, even suppressed me, and advised me to give up this profession and learn other things, just because I am a girl!"

"Grandpa, is this what you call having a clear conscience?"

"Give up my opportunity to others, just because he is a boy, and I am obviously better than him!"

"Grandpa? What did I hear?!"

"I'll go! Yao Fangyi is Professor Yao's granddaughter!"

The students couldn't believe it. Looking at Yao Fangyi and then Professor Yao, they were speechless in shock. It was a big show.

There are also bad habits of patriarchy.

Professor Yao stared at the excited Yao Fangyi, as if he had aged ten years in an instant, and said with a long sigh: "When you were young, you wanted to learn music. It was your father who forced you to take the road of architectural design. I know you don't want to, so I have never promised to teach you. I didn’t expect your father to be so stubborn. The smile on your face is getting smaller day by day, and the works are getting more and more beautiful. People around are full of praise, but the works will reflect a person’s heart. Simply imitating cannot produce good works. .”

"I advise you to learn other things. I hope you can find something that really makes you happy, and don't be trapped in the road of architectural design. You are very smart and can learn everything quickly, but in your current state, it is very difficult. On this road, Fang Xingquan has made some achievements, and Fang Xingquan's works are not only imaginative, but also down-to-earth, putting himself in the user's shoes. These have nothing to do with gender, and all depend on my usual accumulation and thinking."

Professor Yao told Yao Fangyi earnestly and cruelly: "Have you seen Fang Xingquan's design, do you really think you are better than him? Opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared. Fang Xingquan can seize this opportunity, it all depends on strength, even if Without my recommendation, he still has a bright future, gold always shines, all I do is help make the gold appear earlier."

The audience was silent, and everyone was horrified. They heard what Professor Yao meant. He just pushed the gold into the sun. The premise is that if it is gold, if it is a stone, even if Professor Yao puts it far away from the sun The nearest place cannot be turned into gold.

Tears wet her face unknowingly, Yao Fangyi stood there as if she was lost in the sky, her body was staggering, and she was in danger of fainting at any time. In just a few minutes, the worldview she had cultivated for more than ten years completely collapsed.

She misunderstood grandpa?No, how is it possible!

He must be talking nonsense, he is so hypocritical, how could he really think about himself!

But, is Fang Xingquan really inferior to him?She knew that Fang Xingquan was different from her. His works were full of aura and exuded a warm atmosphere.

And her design draft is just as grandpa once commented, ingenious.

Rigid, nothing new.

It’s like a layman looking at a painting exhibition. The more delicate the painting is, the more realistic it is, the better. Only an insider knows which ones are drawn with rigid lines and which ones are full of emotions.

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Someone quietly recorded a video and posted it on the forum, which immediately caused an uproar.

【Professor Yao and Yao Fangyi are grandchildren? !Damn, it's hidden too deep! 】

[Wait, so it is nonsense to say that Yao Fangyi was robbed by Fang Xingquan and plagiarized?After all, she is her own granddaughter, so what could Fang Xingquan use to bribe her? 】

The relevant posts in the forum were suddenly deleted completely. Just as a group of people wondered what happened, several computer students were arrested by the police.

Professor Yao is not an ordinary person. He is an academician of the National Academy of Architectural Design. He has been busy working for the country recently. If he dares to pour dirty water on the people of the country, he will die!

The students who had followed suit and posted bad things about Professor Yao and Fang Xingquan in the forum before were all terrified, afraid of being invited to drink tea and regretting it.

On the other hand, Fang Xingquan, who arrived in S city, unexpectedly solved the plagiarism issue with ease.

The official attitude of the competition was very kind to him, as if he was not here to cooperate with the investigation of the plagiarism incident, but to invest in the boss of the capital.

No matter what the reason is, it is really a good thing for Fang Xingquan to solve the trouble quickly.

Leaving the official building, Fang Xingquan met an unexpected person at the door.

He opened his eyes wide in surprise, and walked forward quickly, "Hello, Ms. Xu."

"Do you remember me? I am..."

Before he finished his self-introduction, he answered the phone with a smile all over his face: "Remember, remember, you are Xingquan."

Fang Xingquan's eyes were bright, and the corners of his mouth were grinning, "Yes, it's me."

Xu Shuyun carefully looked at the young man in front of her up and down, her eyes gradually became warm, and she was clearly so similar, she didn't recognize him the first time they met, she was really old and dizzy.

Fang Xingquan felt that something was wrong with Ms. Xu today, her eyes were red, and she couldn't help but asked with concern: "Are you feeling unwell?"

He looked around and found a coffee shop across the street, "Are you here alone? Let me take you to the coffee shop over there for a rest."

Xu Shuyun completely forgot about her son who was going to park the car, and stared at Fang Xingquan's face for a moment, Fang Xingquan did whatever he said.

It's like an old lady suffering from Alzheimer's disease who was easily abducted.

After sitting down, Xu Shuyun heard that Fang Xingquan's taste was exactly the same as her daughter's, and she was so emotional that she couldn't hold back her tears and wiped it gently with a handkerchief.

A beauty sheds tears, arousing pity, even a beauty whose youth has passed away is still like this.

Fang Xingquan was a little helpless and concerned: "What's wrong with you? Is there something wrong? Let's go to the hospital."

Xu Shuyun waved her hand, "I'm not feeling sick, so I don't need to go to the hospital."

She stared at Fang Xingquan with tears in her eyes, and caressed Fang Xingquan's face with trembling warm hands.

Fang Xingquan didn't move, but his heart was in a mess. At such a close distance, he could not help but realize that the person in front of him looked quite similar to himself. If it was just this, it wouldn't disturb his heartstrings. What really made him care was Ms. Xu Reaction.

Why is she here?Why are there more tears?And why are you looking at yourself with such complicated eyes?

Everything seemed to point to the same answer, an answer that no one dared to touch.

"Hey, Mom, why are you crying?" Fang Heng parked the car and came back but didn't find his mother. Just as he was about to make a phone call, he saw his mother and a familiar figure through the glass of the coffee shop.

Quickly rushed over to have a look, his mother was crying.

Randomly drawing paper to wipe his mother's tears, Xu Shuyun pushed him away and wiped off her makeup, as if she was trying to wipe off a layer of skin.

"Don't cry, you've scared Xingquan." Fang Heng is not his father, they have a mouthful of each other, and the couple often wonder if they ate something wrong when they were pregnant with Fang Heng, otherwise how could they have given birth to a straight man of steel? .

Fang Xingquan shook his head and sat back across from him, "No, crying too much hurts your body, take care of your body."

With his slender fingers, the young man handed the drink brought by the waiter to Xu Shuyun, his movements were graceful and gentle without making any sound.

Xu Shuyun glared at Fang Heng reproachfully, to see what a little padded jacket is and how nice it is to speak.

"Fang Dong, what would you like to drink?" Fang Xingquan asked proactively.

Fang Heng ordered a cup of coffee casually, and sat down next to Xu Shuyun. The three of them were silent for a while, and the scene was weird and awkward.

"Cough—" Fang Heng pretended to cough, and clenched his hands under the table into fists.

"That... Xingquan."

Fang Xingquan raised his eyes, "Huh? Tell me, Director Fang."

The young man on the opposite side was calm and relaxed, which made him, an all-powerful old man, even more at a loss.

Xu Shuyun slapped her son's arm bitterly, "Let me say it."

Xu Shuyun looked at the boy tenderly, "It may be a bit sudden to you, but we have waited too long and don't want to waste any more time."

"Your mother Fang Jin is actually my daughter, and I am your grandmother."

The air was silent for a moment, and Fang Xingquan spat out: "But I found out that my birth mother's name is Xie Jin."

Fang Heng explained: "I have already confirmed with Xi Dong that Xie Jin is my sister's pseudonym, and your biological father is Xie Weijun. She probably wanted to hide her identity and didn't want us to find out, so she took this name."

"Uncle Xi knows?" Fang Xingquan asked.

Fang Heng didn't think that this was what he was most concerned about, and wanted to beat Xi Tingzhou again, so he suppressed his emotions and said, "Well, I contacted him, please don't tell you, we want to talk to you in person. "

Fang Xingquan's reaction was surprisingly calm. Hearing this, he nodded slightly and raised his eyelids to look at them: "So why doesn't my mother want to be found by you?"

Xu Shuyun suddenly clenched her fists, her nails dug into her flesh, and the two of them were silent. After a while, Xu Shuyun pressed the back of Fang Heng's hand to stop him from explaining, and said, "It was me and her father who were sorry for her."

"Back then, we found out that she was dating a man of unknown origin and forced her to break up quickly. If she didn't want to, her father locked her at home and didn't allow her to go out. I introduced many young talents to her. I hope she Can forget about that man."

Xu Shuyun choked up and talked about the past. She regretted countless times that her attitude towards her daughter was too tough, which made her and her husband completely lose their daughter. He clutched his chest and passed out on the spot. Fang Hongchuan was the one who blamed himself the most. For him, it was tantamount to forcing his daughter to death with his own hands.

At this moment Fang Hongchuan was still lying in the hospital, if something had not happened to Fang Xingquan, they would not have rushed over non-stop and appeared in front of Fang Xingquan in a hurry.

Now, as Fang Jin's only child and the only junior of the Fang family, Fang Xingquan was the cusp of their hearts. As much as they loved this child, they were afraid that he would hate them.

However, after Fang Xingquan knew the whole truth, would he really forgive them?

Xu Shuyun kept a bit of luck sadly, even if she didn't forgive them, it didn't matter, as long as they were allowed to see him.

The truth was almost the same as Fang Xingquan's guess, so after listening to Xu Shuyun's narration, he didn't have much reaction.

Xie Jin, no, it should be written in Fang Jin's diary that she misses her family very much and often dreams about interesting things about her childhood. Not so good family members, they will not forgive themselves.

"Son, it doesn't matter even if you hate us, but please allow us to see you once in a while." Xu Shuyun opened the bag and took out a file bag from it, which was bulging and full of documents.

"These are things that belong to your mother, and I will return them to you."

Fang Xingquan glanced casually, his breath froze for a moment, his mother is so rich, she deserves to be the daughter of a rich family.

"Don't give it to me, these should be your property, you have the right not to give it to me." Fang Xingquan pushed the file bag back, burning his hands.

Xu Shuyun smiled through tears, "There are very few things related to the Fang family, basically they are some worthless real estate, cars, the only valuable thing is probably Yunsheng's shares, and the rest is earned by your mother herself."

She covered her lips and smiled slightly, her eyes were nostalgic, "You probably don't know, she is an excellent fashion designer."

Fang Xingquan really didn't know about this matter. The news and relics he got from Fang Hui didn't have anything to do with clothing design. Maybe there was one, but it was destroyed by Zhou Huiping early on.

The file bag was pushed in front of him again, and Fang Xingquan didn't refuse this time. He reached out to take it and looked up at the face covered with ditch, "My mother never hated you, she missed you very much."

Suddenly, Xu Shuyun burst into tears, and the demons that had haunted her for 19 years seemed to dissipate.

The author says:

感谢在2022-09-2720:23:04-2022-09-2821:07:23期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: VV1;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 48 bottles of Muqing; 10 bottles of Chen Jingyu; 5 bottles of VV and Yuewu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!