Transmigrated into the Film Emperor’s Death-Seeking Fiance: 224. Extra Story: Wei Lan (4)

Extra: Wei Lan (4)

There are times and times, there are times and times, Wei Lan has never been a person who wronged herself, neither when she was a child, nor when she grew up. He likes to stay at Wei Xun's house, even though Wei Xun is upstairs most of the time, but there are other people in this house, which makes Wei Lan very comfortable.

Wei Xun feels helpless for his familiar character, but he has nothing to do. He is like a lion who is used to living alone, instinctively refusing others to enter his territory, but every time when Wei Lan smiles from his pocket He took out a toy and handed it to him, and when he exchanged his qualifications to enter the house, he would let him in unconsciously.

As time passed, Aunt Wang stopped asking any more. Every time Wei Lan rang the doorbell, Aunt Wang opened the door to let him in.

Wei Lan noticed the change in the middle and began to come to Wei Xun more frequently. Sometimes Wei Xi was busy and would call him in advance to tell him that he would be home late at night and let him stay at home obediently. Wei Lan agreed, but when the driver who picked him up drove him past Wei Xun's house, he would get out of the car, and then call Wei Xi or send a text message to tell her that he went to Wei Xun's house.

Wei Xi was still worried at the beginning, but after a while, he was no longer surprised.

She asked Wei Lan, "Will Wei Xun bully you?"

Wei Lan shook her head, "No way."

"Won't he be angry if you go to his house all the time?"

"No." Wei Lan bit the straw to drink, "If he gets angry, he won't let me into his house."

"Aren't you embarrassed yourself?"

"No." Wei Lan had his own reasoning, "He himself agreed to let me enter the house, and I also gave him my favorite toys, and obediently listened to what he and his aunt said, which was fair."

Wei Xi looked at him with one hand propped up, "You are really your grandpa's grandson, you have a set of nonsense."

Wei Lan didn't think it was unreasonable, he thought he was very reasonable, so he rang the doorbell confidently and told Wei Xi exactly what Wei Xi had said to him, "Wei Xun is not a fuel-efficient lamp, he is still growing up Lions are also lions, and they need to beware." This principle is stacked and put aside.

If he bullies me, I will leave, Wei Lan told herself, but now he hasn't bullied me, so I can continue to come and play with him.

Aunt Wang opened the door and let him in. He came a little early this time, Wei Xun hadn't finished school yet, and Aunt Wang was the only one at home. Seeing him coming, Aunt Wang washed some fresh fruits and put them on the tea table for him. Wei Lan has been here many times, so he doesn't need Aunt Wang's entertainment. After he thanked her, Aunt Wang went back to the kitchen to prepare for dinner. Wei Lan took out her homework, lay down on the coffee table and started to do it.

The height of the sofa and coffee table is actually not suitable for homework. Wei Lan wrote for a while and felt a little uncomfortable. He looked around, looking for a lower stool, but he couldn't find it. Wei Lan couldn't find it, so he had to go to Aunt Wang for help. Aunt Wang told him to wait a while, and then she didn't know where to go, and took out a small round stool. Wei Lan sat on the stool and felt a little more suitable. Start writing homework again.

When Wei Xun came home from school, he saw Wei Lan sitting on a small round stool in front of the tea table, reading a book and doing homework at the same time. Probably hearing the sound of the door opening, Wei Lan looked up at him, and then smiled happily, "Brother, you are back."

He said these words very naturally, briskly and brightly. Wei Xun listened, and in a trance, he had the illusion that Wei Lan had been in this room all the time.

He didn't speak, he lowered his head and changed his shoes, and drove that illusion out of his mind.

When Wei Lan saw him coming back, she put down her pen, looked at him, and wondered what he would do next.

As he expected, Wei Xun changed his shoes and went upstairs directly.

Wei Lan looked at his exercises, left one unwritten, and planned to ask him later.

Wei Xun still came down from upstairs when he was eating, and sat at the same table with Wei Lan to eat as before. He doesn't like to talk when eating, to be precise, most of the time, he doesn't like to talk, so he can only hear Wei Lan's voice, "I can't answer a question," Wei Lan looked at him, " Brother, can you tell me about it later?"

"No."

"Why?"

Wei Xun glanced at him and said in a low voice, "Eat."

Wei Lan had no choice but to concentrate on eating, and waited until Wei Xun finished eating and got up to leave before making this request again.

"Go to school and ask the teacher tomorrow." Wei Xun said.

Wei Lan was not very willing. He walked up to Wei Xun and put his hands in his pockets. Now that Wei Xun saw his action, he knew what he was going to do next.

Sure enough, Wei Lan took out a small plane, "I'll give you this, can you tell me about it?"

Wei Xun felt a little headache. He looked at Wei Lan and asked him, "Do you think that as long as you use this trick, others will agree to you?"

Wei Lan shook his head, "No, no one else, I only exchanged with you."

Wei Xun did not expect this. After all, Wei Lan is so proficient in doing these things. To get what I wanted, I didn't expect that I would be the first one.

"Is it possible?" Wei Lan asked persistently.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Wei Lan stretched out her hand to take his hand, trying to put the small plane in his hand, but Wei Xun avoided it for a while, not letting him touch her.

"Which question?" he asked.

Wei Lan didn't touch him anymore, but walked to the coffee table and said to him, "Come here, brother."

Wei Xun walked over helplessly, Wei Lan opened the book, pointed to his after-school exercises, "this one."

Wei Xun sat down on the sofa, looked at the question he said, took Wei Lan's acting script, and explained it to him, "Are you sure?"

Wei Lan didn't really know how to do it, but just wanted to find an opportunity to talk to him more, so he nodded, "Yes."

He picked up the pen and began to write in the notebook. Wei Xun slowly frowned as he watched him write word by word.

Wei Lan finished writing, looked up at him, but saw that his face was not very good, he was a little confused, and asked him, "What's wrong? Did I write something wrong? No."

Wei Xun raised his eyes and glanced at him. Wei Lan was very good-looking, with delicate eyebrows and eyes, and a slapped face. He looked very handsome. He really couldn't understand why such a good-looking child didn't write well at all, but his numbers were okay, and Chinese characters seemed to be doing radio gymnastics, one by one, stumbling around, jumping up and down, without any aesthetic feeling at all.

"You write your name and I'll take a look."

Wei Lan didn't understand why he suddenly asked himself to write his name, but he still obediently wrote the word "Wei Lan" on the script. He learned these two characters from Wei Ming, and Wei Ming wrote them very well. He taught him how to write his own name, so it is rare for Wei Lan to write these two characters beautifully.

"The name is well written." Wei Xun commented.

"My grandfather taught me." Wei Lan said proudly.

"Then your grandfather didn't teach you other words, such as your homework?"

Hearing this, Wei Lan looked at his homework and shook his head. He thought about it, and then understood Wei Xun's meaning, "Do you think the writing in my homework is not good?"

"What do you think?"

"It's fine if you can recognize it." Wei Lan looked at her own handwriting and didn't think there was any problem, "I'm not a girl like Lingling. Just come out."

This sentence is obviously different from Wei Xun's philosophy of life. He has been strict with himself since he was a child. He looked at the crooked characters in Wei Lan's notebook, and it was rare for him to meddle in his business once more, "Let's practice your calligraphy."

"Huh?" Wei Lan didn't expect that he would suddenly care about her handwriting, looked at him in surprise, and immediately complained, "Is this not possible? I don't want to practice handwriting."

This is the first time Wei Xun has seen his expression like this. In his impression, Wei Lan is always very happy. It is rare for Wei Xun to be so wronged. Kind of fun, "practice," he said.

Wei Lan felt that he was shooting himself in the foot with a stone. If he had known earlier, he would not have used this trick. Crap.

Wei Xun looked at it leisurely, just as he was watching, he saw Wei Lan spread his fingers, revealing his bright eyes, and asked him in a low voice, "Do you really have to practice?"

It sounds a bit pathetic.

Wei Xun nodded cruelly, "It must."

After he finished speaking, he stood up and walked upstairs, but he couldn't help but think of Wei Lan's expression and tone just now, and he felt a little bit of joy.

However, Wei Lan was not so happy. He looked at his homework and thought that he had to buy a copybook to practice calligraphy. He felt so sad. He sighed, holding his face and began to worry .

When leaving that night, Wei Lan still put the small plane on the stairs on the second floor, and said goodbye to Wei Xun loudly. Hearing his energetic voice, Wei Xun put down his book, walked to the window as usual, watched him get into Wei Xi's car, then walked out of the study, and picked up the small plane on the stairs.

When Wei Lan went to school the next day, she asked Yu Ling depressed if she had any extra copybooks, and she wanted to practice calligraphy.

After hearing this, Yu Ling laughed at him mercilessly, "Have you finally realized that your handwriting is ugly? How many times have I told you that you didn't listen, and now you finally wake up. "

Yuan Xiaopang was very surprised, "Xiao Lan, why do you want to practice calligraphy all of a sudden?"

"The brother I know asked me to practice, but I can't help it."

"Why do you listen to him so much?" Yuan Xiaopang was puzzled, "He said you can practice if you want, and he is not your real brother."

"But I will go to his house to play now." Wei Lan explained, "He let me go to his house, let me do my homework at his house, and even eat with me. He treats me well, so, I am willing to listen to him."

"Yuan Xiaopang, you don't understand," Yu Ling, the only one with an older brother in the small group of three, said authoritatively, "My older brother treats you well. If you listen to your older brother, he will treat you even better." Well, our family is like this, so you see, my brother treats me very well, and I also listen to my brother."

After she finished speaking, she looked at Wei Lan and took out a copybook from her schoolbag, "This is for you. I just bought it two days ago and I haven't had time to write it yet. I hope that brother you know will also It will be better and better for you to see you listen to him like my brother."

Wei Lan took it, flipped through her copybook, and said in surprise, "Why is it so thick!"

"Thickness is effective. If you look at your handwriting, you have to write thick ones!" Yu Ling wished she could buy him another copy and put it on top of each other, so that he could practice his handwriting well in one go.

Wei Lan feels that she is really miserable, so thick, when will she have to write it.

Under Yu Ling's threat, Wei Lan had no choice but to accept the thick copybook in the end, and waited for Wei Xun to check it the next time he saw him.

He didn't wait too long, Wei Xi went to and from get off work normally for two days, and then started working overtime again, so Wei Lan went to Wei Xun's house again.

After dinner, Wei Lan pulled Wei Xun to explain a question to himself. After the lecture, Wei Xun didn't leave in a hurry, but looked at his notebook and asked, "Have you practiced calligraphy yet?"

Wei Lan knew that he would ask herself this question, so she gave him a sad look, and reluctantly said, "I practiced."

He took out the copybook in his schoolbag, opened it and handed it to Wei Xun, and even turned over a few pages to show Wei Xun his achievements, "Look, I wrote several pages, wrote Seriously."

In fact, Wei Xun didn't take this matter seriously. The reason why he asked that sentence was because Wei Lan's reluctance to practice calligraphy made him feel very interesting last time, so he just wanted to see him again. The sorrow on the face. But unexpectedly, Wei Lan actually did it seriously.

This made Wei Xun a little surprised, but at the same time felt that it should be like this.

It seems that he said, Wei Lan should do as he said.

Wei Xun couldn't explain this feeling clearly, but he felt that Wei Lan's obedience made him very satisfied. Even because of this satisfaction, Wei Xun took the initiative to turn the page to look at the words written by Wei Lan copying the copybook, and then looked at the words written by Wei Lan when he just solved the problem, and finally concluded, "This kind of copybook is useless at all. .”

Wei Lan felt the same way, so he echoed sincerely: "Yes, it's just useless."

Wei Xun squinted at him, and Wei Lan smiled guiltyly.

"Stop writing this." Wei Xun said.

Wei Lan felt a surprise in an instant. He looked at Wei Xun excitedly, his eyes were full of happiness, "Really? Brother, you are so kind!"

Wei Xun looked at the excitement on his face, and he didn't speak calmly until he had seen enough. He said, "I'll write you a copybook, and you write according to my instructions."

Wei Lan: ...

Wei Lan wanted to take back what she said just now.

Wei Xun looked at the disbelief on his face, and his mood lightened up bit by bit. He looked at Wei Lan and said deliberately: "What did you just say? Say it again."

Wei Lan: ...

"Say it."

Wei Lan said with a bitter face, "Really? Brother, you are so kind."

I couldn't hear the excitement or joy at all, and the exclamatory sentences became declarative sentences.

Wei Xun was very satisfied, he said "um", and his tone became more gentle, "Really, I will give it to you in a while."

It's very gentle.

However, Wei Lan felt that she didn't want it at all! Wei Xun is not a good brother at all! But at the same time, Wei Lan felt that Wei Xun seemed to have changed a little bit, unlike when he first met him who was covered in refusal to approach, he seemed to have a better relationship with him.