MTL - I Heard That I Am a Scumbag, God of War Alpha-Chapter 55 mother tears

Before the weekend, Zhuang Yan received a particularly good news—

The results of the rematch of the Design Innovation Contest have just come out, and he entered the final with the first outstanding result.

And this year's favorite to win the championship, Duan Yang, was listed under the name of Zhuang Yan with a gap of a few tenths.

The entire forum was shocked!

Since Zhuang Yan participated in the competition, all works have been publicized on Xingwang. Although the degree of attention is not high, it is not completely unwatched.

At the moment, someone picked up the designs of the two people for comparison, and posted a question.

"How do you think Zhuang Yan beat Duan Yang by a small margin and won the first place in this year's rematch?"

"Rational discussion, how far Zhuang Yan can go in the final."

People complained about it when it was released, how far can it go? Isn't the final far enough?

After the landlord was beaten by the group, gradually some people began to marvel:

"Wait, if this is indeed Zhuang Yan's independent design, then he really has two brushes..."

It is actually not easy to go back all the way to the initial competition.

When Zhuang Yan first signed up, the forum was full of ridicule, asking what he was doing here, was he trying to embarrass himself?

After the preliminary competition, although the score of the work was not bad, many people criticized Zhuang Yan's design as boring and ugly, and did not deserve high scores at all.

Now as soon as the airport came out, those who thought the Zhuang Banquet was not beautiful enough suddenly died down again.

Even if you can cast aside your preconceived notions, take a closer look at the model, and experience it through holographic projection—

They may even feel that this airport is actually quite good.

The exterior design is green and vibrant, and the interior is also designed like a garden.

Especially in the commercial area, the shops are dotted among the vegetation, and there is an indoor waterfall in the center, spanning the five-story space, which is spectacular.

If Star Trek transits there, it must be a very novel and interesting experience.

This is how public opinion is gradually turning around. Some students responded candidly: "Honestly, this model makes me a little bit excited."

"Although it's just a student's work, can the design institute think about it a little bit?"

"I want that waterfall."

To make passers-by change, you don't actually need to say too much or do too many things.

As long as you prove that you are strong enough, you will naturally attract admiration.

Qin Heyu was sincerely happy for his friend: "Xiao Yan, look, what did I say before? Gold always shines!"

Classmate Xiao Qin also entered the semi-finals, double happiness. He was so happy that he looked like a fool, and even changed his profile picture into a dog hook that was treading water.

After a while, he ran to ask Zhuang Yan with his dog's head on his head, "Do you have any plans for the weekend? Do you want to have dinner together?"

Zhuang Yan: "Next week."

Qin Heyu: Puppy Gou is occasionally unhappy.gif

Zhuang Yan laughed and explained: "Recently, my mother finally came back."

Qin Heyu immediately stood up like an exclamation point.

"Okay, okay, say hello to Academician Ning for me!"

So after class on Friday, Zhuang Yan said goodbye to Qin Heyu, and then sent a message to Chen E to say hello: "I won't be going home tonight."

For Zhuang Yan, whether it is the dealer or the major general's house, they all belong to the category of home. When speaking together, it is often easy to get confused.

But Chen E was subtly swayed by this address, and replied with lowered eyes: "I know."

After a while, he said again: "I'll see you at noon tomorrow."

Ning Huabi went back to the design institute to work overtime for a few days, and finally sorted out the materials on Friday night, finished work and went home.

I still remember that when I came back last time, the house was still a deserted and lonely scene. But today when she reached the gate of the yard, she was surprised to see the lights on in the house.

Zhuang Jin stood on the steps by the gate, smoking a cigarette with his back against the gray wall, looking tired. Seeing his mother, he only raised his head idlely, and then called out: "Mom."

Ning Huabi frowned: "Don't smoke so much."

Zhuang Jin stomped out the cigarette butt, and said casually, "Then I won't smoke today."

He held the doorknob and helped his mother open the door, with a faint smell of tobacco on his body.

Ning Huabi raised her eyes and asked, "Is Xiaoyan here?"

"Yes." Zhuang Jin paused, "Xiao Yan is in love, do you know that?"

"It's with Chen E, right. We met on the way back."

Zhuang Jin's tone was strange: "Then what do you think of that Alpha?"

Ning Huabi smiled: "As long as Xiaoyan likes it."

"..."

She went in and hung her bag by the door. Then he raised his head, met the gaze of Shangzhuang Yan, and couldn't help being slightly startled for a moment.

After all, Ning Huabi has been wandering and busy working all these years, and has not seen his youngest son for a long time.

Zhuang Yan grew up again, and his clothes gradually became more stable. But when he smiled, he still showed a youthful look, with a pair of shallow dimples on his cheeks.

Before his death, Zhuang Shaoyuan also had such a pair of dimples.

Ning Huabi thought of it in a daze, and the corners of her lips revealed a hint of relief.

Zhuang Yan came to greet her, and called her mother obediently.

Ning Huabi said: "The semi-final results are out, have you read them yet?"

Zhuang Yan pursed her lips, her eyes were bright.

Ning Huabi praised him with a smile: "This time is a blind selection and scoring. Xiaoyan, no one in the review team knows who you are, but they all agree that your design is the best."

She knew that her son had been restrained since he was a child, and sure enough, two or three seconds later, Zhuang Yan lowered his head, and his earlobes slowly turned red.

Behind him, Zhuang Jin closed the door and locked it, and said in a drawn out voice, "It's true, you don't know how hard Xiao Yan is. When he was serious about drawing pictures, he didn't even answer his brother's phone call."

Zhuang Yan: "..."

That was because Do Not Disturb was turned on, sometimes he didn't even hear Chen E's phone call.

Ning Huabi smiled softly, and beckoned the robot to pour water.

She likes tea. The hot water soaks the tea leaves, and the room is filled with a light fragrance.

After the whole family sat down on the sofa, Zhuang Jin raised his eyelids: "By the way, Mom, it was mentioned in the video that there are a few things about Xiaoyan."

Ning Huabin hummed: "Xiaoyan is in love, is there more?"

She smiled, her eyes soft. But noticing that Zhuang Jin's face was rarely serious, he subconsciously restrained his relaxed expression and frowned slightly.

Zhuang Yan said: "This matter, let me talk about it myself."

He raised his eyes and looked at his mother intently and sincerely.

"Mom," Zhuang Yan said, "a few years ago, I had some accidents, and my body was occupied by a strange consciousness, and I couldn't control my behavior."

Ning Huabi's hands trembled, and the tea in the cup shook. She quickly put down the teacup and looked at Zhuang Yan.

"You mean..."

Her voice trembled, and she couldn't continue asking.

In Xiaoyan's body, there was a new core.

—It sounds like that.

Ning Huabi couldn't believe it, and turned to look at Zhuang Jin.

Zhuang Jin said, "Well, that's right."

He opened the screened information, moved the optical computer screen, and let Ning Huabi read it slowly by himself. This was more convincing than anything else, her cheeks were pale, and Zhuang Jin's brain could hardly be pinched with her fingertips.

The doubts of those years and Zhuang Yan's inexplicable changes were finally clearly cut open before his eyes.

Ning Huabi was in a daze, tears rolled down her cheeks.

There is no doubt at all, it is actually impossible, after all, it is one's own flesh and blood.

In the past, when she sobbed in the middle of the night, a thought even vaguely rose in her heart—this is not my son.

But how could there be such a thing in the world?

This kind of thought that shouldn't have made Ning Huabi blame herself and break her heart. As a mother, she should love her children unconditionally and believe in her children.

How can you deny Zhuang Yan because of his unstable personality during the rebellious period?

She used so many reasons to explain herself, but in the end, her initial guess turned out to be true.

"...a small banquet." Ning Huabi said.

She couldn't complete a sentence because her voice was so choked.

Zhuang Yan lowered her eyelashes, and took the initiative to comfort her obediently and considerately: "Mom, don't think too much, it's all over anyway."

Ning Huabi closed her eyes, held back her tears, and beckoned.

Zhuang Yan leaned over and let his mother gently touch his cheek like when he was a child.

In the past, Ning Huabi was often worried that Zhuang Yan's temper was too good and he would be bullied. But now it seems that Xiao Yan is actually just like his father, like an indestructible tree in his bones.

Fortunately, in those years, he never gave up on himself.

She dragged down the information and saw that Mingzhou, one of the culprits, was under strict control, and finally felt a little relieved.

Zhuang Jin interjected: "This man will be executed soon, within a few days."

Ning Huabi asked: "What about the other quantum life that killed Xiaoyan?"

Zhuang Jin glanced at Zhuang Yan, amused: "His Alpha is taking care of this."

"..."

"Anyway, there will definitely be a result soon. Chen E looks at Xiaoyan like a treasure, but he has taken care of it."

The topic turned to Rufeng, and Zhuang Yan's earlobes blushed unconsciously, hoping that his bad-hearted brother would let him go quickly.

Ning Huabi paused, shifted her eyes to Zhuang Yan's face, and said reproachfully: "Don't just bully Xiaoyan, Zhuang Jin, what about you?"

Zhuang Jin: "...Huh?"

"When will you seriously find a partner and bring it home to show your mother?"

Zhuang Jin's expression was indifferent, and he made a rather shameless voice: "I'm still young this year."

"..."

"It's useless for you to be anxious, let's talk about it later."

So on Saturday morning, Chen E officially came to the door.

Ning Huabi only said at the beginning, just eat a meal casually. But this is the first time after all, he walked through the gate as the Alpha of Zhuang Yan.

Those colleagues in the military department before were unreliable. When talking about this kind of thing, they talked about their own poor experience-bring cigarettes and alcohol, and make the old man happy, and it will be stable.

Halfway through the talk, someone finally realized something was wrong: "Wait, Major General Chen doesn't seem to have a father-in-law..."

"His Omega is the posthumous son of General Zhuang Shaoyuan."

The atmosphere suddenly fell into a brief embarrassment.

Just when the light brain rang, Chen E strode out and pressed the answer button.

"Small feast," he said.

It sounded a bit noisy on the other side, Zhuang Yan said: "I'm choosing ingredients for lunch, Chen E, do you have anything you want to eat?"

"It will be all right."

Omega on the other end of the phone complained softly: "Why do you answer like this every time, forget it, I will pick whatever I want."

Before hanging up, Chen E asked him: "Xiao Yan, is there anything you want?"

"What's the meaning?"

"Gift."

Zhuang Yan was silent, then smiled and said, "I can't think of it."

Chen E hummed and said, "I see."

That day he rang the doorbell at ten o'clock and brought a lot of things with him. Most of them were sent to Ning Huabi, and a small part went to Zhuang Jin.

Ning Huabi doesn't care much about such traditional etiquette, as long as the juniors cherish each other. She asked Chen E to put the things aside, and then called people to sit down.

On the contrary, Zhuang Jin was a little surprised, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Even me?"

He knew that Chen E had always been at odds with him, and for Xiao Yan's sake, he could still do it to this extent.

...Is it rare that this is the legendary one who attains the Tao, the chicken and the dog ascend to heaven?

Zhuang Banquet is in the kitchen.

After talking to Ning Huabi a few words, Chen E found an excuse and pushed open the kitchen door.

The meat is stewed on the stove, and the bubbles are slowly boiling. The smoky food aroma is simply appetizing.

Zhuang Yan raised his face and bent his eyes at Chen E.

"You came."

Chen E said, "Well, I'll help you."

Alpha's culinary skills are just that low, Zhuang Yan couldn't help laughing. He pursed his lips and tried his best to suppress the smile, but his eyes were still bright.

Chen E was not angry, he took out a square box from his pocket and handed it to Zhuang Yan.

He opened it and looked, and there was a necklace inside.

"Your gift." Chen E said.

In fact, Alpha usually doesn't need to prepare anything for Omega when he comes to the door for the first time. But Chen E always felt that Xiao Yan should not be left behind.

When Zhuang Yan's eyelashes hang down, they look like two slender and dense brushes. His fingertips turned translucent white, and touched the ring-shaped pendant.

"Chen E," Zhuang Yan said casually, "You seem to like giving me necklaces very much."

"..."

Alpha's eyes are dark.

His eyes fell on Zhuang Yan's neck and collarbone, and he paused slightly. As if there was weight, Zhuang Yan's cheeks became hot.

Because the necklace is worn for a long time, it will be stained with sweet osmanthus.

But Chen E just stared at Zhuang Yan, and then lightly touched the fine hair on the back of Omega's neck.