"What are you so proud of? You think you are superior to others just because you have a teacher. You look down on your old classmates, right? Nanzhi is your teacher, not your mother. What do you have to be so proud of? Who knows, she might kick you out tomorrow! Do you really think you are a big deal? I am willing to call you because I think highly of you! What a bullshit attitude you have! Don't contact me when you go back to your hometown. We ordinary people don't dare to be friends with a noble lady like you!"

The volume of that shouting was really too loud.

In addition, Song Wan was using an old mobile phone for the elderly, and the receiver was not soundproof.

Therefore, almost everyone who was close to the kitchen heard the yelling and cursing.

In an instant, everyone's faces turned awkward.

Song Wan herself was just confused.

"I didn't..."

Song Wan wanted to explain that she was not proud.

But the other party didn't want to listen at all and hung up the phone angrily!

Song Wan held the phone and sighed deeply.

Her senior brother came over and frowned: "Where did this lunatic come from?"

Song Wan explained the general situation.

The brother became even angrier:

"Isn't this crazy? He wanted to curry favor with you but failed, and now he turns around and scolds you. I suggest that this lunatic should be locked up in a mental hospital!"

The senior brother was furious and stood up for her.

In the end, it was Song Wan who comforted her brother: "It's okay, I don't care what she says."

The senior brother glared at her with dismay: "How can you not care? Hurry up and block this lunatic's number! Don't contact him again!"

Song Wan nodded quickly:

"but……"

The senior brother's eyes were as big as copper bells: "What? You still don't want to block him? Do you still want to have contact with this lunatic?"

Song Wan quickly shook her head:

"No, no, I want to ask...how to block someone?"

Good boy Song Wan has never done anything like pulling black people. Although it sounds incredible, this is the reality.

The senior wanted to help directly, but after thinking for a while, he said, "Forget it. I say, just follow my instructions. It's a good opportunity to learn! I have a feeling that you will block a lot of people in the next two days."

Song Wan didn't care:

"Not really."

However, she still followed her senior's advice and learned how to use her cell phone to attract black people.

But she never expected that her senior brother's words would come true! Soon, Song Wan received another contact.

This time it was WeChat, and the person I contacted was a primary school classmate with whom I had a good relationship.

…Anyway, the relationship is much better than the girl just now.

The other party sent a message very tactfully:

[Did you offend Wang Yan? She just scolded you in the class group, saying that you turned your back on me after you became successful. The scolding was very harsh. Many classmates believed her words.]

Song Wan's brain was about to crash.

Her life has always been simple. How could she have ever dealt with all these complicated things?

So, she used this lagging old phone to clumsily send a message to her classmates to explain the whole story.

The other party was also very happy:

[Fortunately, I knew you weren't that kind of person. Song Wan! Sincere congratulations! ]

Song Wan was stunned for a moment, then slowly smiled.

【Thank you!】

Just when Song Wan felt that the people around her were not that bad.

Life is like a roller coaster, it has to take a steep turn from time to time.

This time, the person who called was her biological father.

Song Wan's expression changed slightly.

With the experience just now, she didn't stay in the kitchen stupidly anymore. She walked out of the kitchen with her cell phone and found a corner where no one was.

During this period, the call from her biological father was automatically hung up because no one answered it. Song Wan held the phone and just breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, the fatal call series came again! "...Hello?"

Song Wan's voice sounded low and muffled.

The voice on the other end of the phone was like a chicken being strangled by the neck, loud and noisy: "How dare you, you little bitch, not answer your biological father's call? I think you are itching for trouble and want to be beaten, right? Don't think that I can't control you just because you run to Yanjing! I'm telling you, I will always be your biological father! You must always listen to me!"

Song Wan looked numb, and had no intention of arguing with the other party: "What do you want from me?"

Sure enough, her father called to ask her about becoming his disciple.

"... And I heard that your master is very rich. She is a female star, owns a restaurant in Yanjing, her brother is a movie star, and her parents are super rich? So when she accepted you as her apprentice, did she give you a little gift? Like money and gold? If not, some good wine and cigarettes will do! No, you stupid girl have always been ignorant and always suffer losses. I must come to Yanjing to discuss this matter with her!"

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Song Wan's expression finally changed: "What do you mean? Who do you want to talk to?"

The voice on the other end was very shameless: "Of course I'm going to find that woman called Nanzhi! How can I let such a good girl like me become her apprentice for nothing? How can I do it without paying her? If you don't want me to come to Beijing, that's fine, give me her phone number and I'll talk to her in person! Anyway, the gift money for us cannot be less than 200,000!"

Song Wan's head was buzzing, as if it had been hit by a heavy hammer: "Are you selling your daughter?"

"What else? Give you to her for nothing? That didn't make sense in the old society! At least your master got a living disciple. What's the difference between that and his own daughter?"

Father Song has her own logic.

Song Wan's face turned pale:

"My master is only a few years older than me..."

"So what? Once a teacher, always a father! Oh, by the way, she's a girl, right? Then she's a mother for life!"

Song Wan felt desperate after hearing these convincing words.

After the conversation at noon, she wavered for the first time and felt that becoming a disciple might not be a good thing.

Not to her, but to Master Nanzhi.

She always causes trouble for others like this...

"Don't be so shameless."

Song Wan almost gritted her teeth.

Father Song angrily scolded her:

"Idiot, I'm doing this for your own good! Who else do you think I'm doing this for? And you dare to say that your own father is shameless? If you were in my hometown, I would beat you to death, you bastard! This is really outrageous!"

Holding back the fear of being scolded by Song's father, Song Wan hung up the phone.

She lowered her head and remained silent for a long time, not knowing what she was thinking.

…

At a corner not far away, Nanzhi silently withdrew his steps.

She originally wanted to talk to Song Wan alone about her next study plan, but the people in the kitchen said that she had come out to make a phone call and showed her the way.

Who knew... I would hear a conversation like this.

Nanzhi sighed softly.

She thought to herself, Song Wan’s phone was indeed too old.

And it's not a good thing to have your conversations heard all the time.

How about...giving my apprentice a cell phone as a gift? She thought about it, and without making any noise, she turned around and left quietly.

From beginning to end, Song Wan didn't know she had been there. (End of this chapter)