Infinite Waste Pick-up System

"It's over. That garbage collector is really unlucky. He actually called the principal Fatty. He has had enough of living. "    

    

"Look, he is still smiling. The ignorant are truly fearless. "    

    

"The principal's eyes are red. He is going to use a big move!"    

    

"I'm actually a little excited. "    

    

Dozens of students outside the door were staring at the situation in the studio with fear and anticipation.    

    

Ming Xinyue and Xiaolan, on the other hand, looked suspicious. Liu Fann seemed to know the principal.    

    

A tragedy had already surfaced in Bai Qiong and Zhang Hee's minds.    

    

The next second.    

    

Hong Zhen took a step forward and pressed both of his hands on Liu Fann's shoulder.    

    

"It's over. The principal is really ruthless to people outside the school!"    

    

Zhang Hee was shocked. He remembered that when the principal dealt with a thief who entered the school, he almost kicked the thief until he was paralyzed.    

    

However, the following plot development was out of everyone's expectations.    

    

"Mr. Fann!"    

    

Hong Zhen's eyes were red as he stared at Liu Fann. His old friend whom he had not seen for many years, every single detail of the past, instantly surfaced in his mind!    

    

Liu Fann did his best to suppress the passion in his heart. He felt the two thick and heavy palms on his shoulders, and his scapula was being squeezed so hard that cracking sounds could be heard.    

    

"Fatty!"    

    

Liu Fann shouted with a trembling voice. He immediately patted Hong Zhen's shoulder hard. Hong Zhen's muscular body was shorter, and the fat on his face shook two or three times.    

    

Hong Zhen quickly let go of his hand and steadied his body.    

    

Hong Zhen took a deep breath and said with a pale face. "Mr. Fann, I almost couldn't stand your gift. "    

    

Liu Fann shrugged and made the sound of bones hitting each other. He smiled and said. "Fatty, I haven't seen you for four years. Why do you keep growing sideways?"    

    

Hong Zhen revealed an embarrassed expression and lightly sighed. "Sigh. Don't mention it. My body hurts when I breathe. Mr. Fann, why are you here? Have you been living well all these years? We haven't seen each other for four years! "    

    

" Fatty, it's been four years. You disappeared for four years, and you didn't even send me a message. Do you still think I'm your brother? "    

    

Liu Fann glared at him. Hong Zhen nodded and begged, "It's my fault, I was wrong!"    

    

"When you were in college, you always liked to paint. I didn't think that you would really set up an art training center. Sure, Fatty!"    

    

Liu Fann sighed and said. Hong Zhen smiled bitterly and said, "It's just so-so. It's just that. "    

    

The surrounding people were also shocked by the scene of their brothers recognizing each other.    

    

The principal actually knew this person who took in trash!    

    

"So he's the principal's old classmate. No wonder he has this ability. "    

    

"The principal is really awesome. He knows everyone in every circle. "    

    

"I heard that he's called Liu Fann. He collects junk, but he can draw that painting. "    

    

"It's over. Those who collect junk can be masters of painting. Do we still have a future learning this?"    

    

Outside the door, there were whispers. Of course, Hong Zhen heard it too. He said in surprise, "Mr. Fann. Did you draw this painting?"    

    

As far as Hong Zhen knew, Liu Fann knew nothing about paintings in the past.    

    

Hong Zhen had once taught Liu Fann. However, Liu Fann had drawn a phoenix like a pheasant. How could someone with such talent be able to draw a painting of the grandmaster level?    

    

Liu Fann looked at Hong Zhen's doubtful expression and said with a gentle smile, "Fatty, calm down. I'm just casually drawing. "    

    

"Casually drawing?"    

    

Hong Zhen felt as if he had eaten a dead child. If Liu Fann's drawing was casually drawn, then his training center would not be able to continue.    

    

"Mr. Fann, do you have a studio or a design?"    

    

Hong Zhen asked curiously.    

    

Liu Fann shook his head and said, Yes. " I am now picking up trash. "