TMISIU- chapter 13

Shen Xiao Hai was still talking endlessly, Wei Ying complied unwillingly, while secretly watching the time on the watch, anxiously wishing to run away.

Night study would end in a few minutes, he had to rush to ask Lan Zhan if his self-review passed before he left.

At this time, Shen Xiao Hai finally took out his phone and looked at the time, and patted his semi-bald head: “Oh, why is it so late?! Okay, Wei Ying, you should go back first. Don’t study until it is too late when you go back to the dormitory at night, pay attention to study and rest…”

He hadn’t finished speaking yet but Wei Ying had already disappeared.

“Yes, it’s still alive and kicking, indicating that the mood is not affected.”

Shen Xiao Hai smiled, feeling relieved.

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As Wei Ying ran, he scolded Shen Xiao Hai for finding such a remote corner. When he ran to the teaching building, the bell was already ringing.

Against the rush of people in the stairwell, he climbed the three floors in one breath.

Sure enough, most of the classmates had already left when he ran into the classroom   Jiang Cheng took a leave from night study.

Wei Ying thought that Lan Zhan would leave after class, but he didn’t expect him to be there.

Though, he was carrying his bag, obviously about to leave.

Wei Ying hurriedly stretched out his arms to stop Lan Zhan, panting and asking: “My, self-review, is it a pass?”

He opened his rosy lips slightly because of gasping, his white face was stained with a layer of light pink moistened with delicate sweat, and there were drops of water hanging on the tips of his eyelashes.

He looked at Lan Zhan nervously.

Lan Zhan looked down at Wei Ying’s face and quickly looked away and took a tissue from his desk before handing it to Wei Ying.

Wei Ying was stunned. He took the tissue from Lan Zhan and thank him.

Wiping the sweat from his face with the tissue, he heard Lan Zhan’s solemn and indifferent voice: “It’s not deep enough.”

Wei Ying was beaten by the words. He pinched the tissue into his palm, opened his eyes and stared at Lan Zhan, he couldn’t help but blow up his hair: “Is this not deep enough?!”

He copied the Three Represents reports of party members he had seen before. If the party members did not write profoundly, what was profound?

Wei Ying didn’t want to rewrite another one. He moved closer to Lan Zhan, raised his eyelashes and looked at Lan Zhan with his gaze.

He softened his tone and started crazily suggesting, “I still have a lot of homework left and there are a lot of them that I have not even written a word yet.”

Lan Zhan didn’t seem to believe him, his stern face didn’t loosen at all.

Wei Ying thought for a while, tilted his head to observe Lan Zhan’s expression carefully, and his voice was softer:

“Didn’t you say that my listening book is too old? I listened to you and bought a new one. Today I have to practice listening in the evening. I really don’t have time to rewrite the self-review.”

He regretted that he promised Lan Zhan that he could write anything.

Lan Zhan asked, “Did I ask you to rewrite it?”

Wei Ying was taken aback, he looked at Lan Zhan blankly and found that there seemed to be a flash of smile in Lan Zhan’s eyes.

He wanted to try hard to see if the smile was real, but he heard Lan Zhan say: “Show me the listening book.”

Wei Ying thought that he might have studied a wrong book. He walked to his seat and pulled out the listening book he had just bought from a big bookstore in the city from the drawer, and handed it to Lan Zhan along with the tape on the back.

At this time, there were no other students in the classroom.

The student in the front row turned off the front lights when they left. Only the last row of lights still illuminated the last seats in the classroom and the two people who still haven’t walked out yet.

Lan Zhan quickly flipped a few pages after taking the book, and quickly concluded: “This book is not good either. The topic is too simple and there is no improvement.”

Wei Ying let out an “Ah”, tangled his fingers, and said helplessly, “But I can’t find a better one.”

Lan Zhan glanced at him, turned around and took out a heavy book and a transparent box with tape from the drawer.

While handing it to him, he said in a slightly commanding tone:

“Go back to practice this listening book and do a set of questions every day.”

Wei Ying took the book and the tape in a daze. He opened the front page of the book – on it were three sparse and beautiful words written in pen: Lan Zhan.

The book was obviously new. The sets of questions hadn’t been answered, and the tape was as brand-new as a blank tape.

He stared at the thing in his hand blankly, having a mixed feelings. For a long time he seemed to be lost in thoughts.

“Don’t want to do it?” Lan Zhan asked him with a low voice.

Wei Ying recovered, he shook his head quickly and looked at Lan Zhan: “But if I practice your book, what will you practice?”

This was obviously a new book that Lan Zhan bought and hadn’t used yet.

Lan Zhan said flatly: “I don’t need to practice.”

“…”   Why did you buy it? Was this the waywardness of the rich?

Wei Ying didn’t understand what Lan Zhan was thinking, but he didn’t want to take Lan Zhan’s things for nothing, so he asked:

“How much is this book? I will bring you the money tomorrow.”

The price of this book should be very expensive, it may cost a hundred yuan, Wei Ying couldn’t help but feel a little pain.

Lan Zhan frowned and said: “No need.”

Before Wei Ying had time to insist, he saw Lan Zhan put the worthless listening book with the tape he bought from the bookstore into his school bag and said to him, “In exchange, I’ll take this one.”

Wei Ying was taken aback. He was bewildered: “But didn’t you say that this book is too simple and useless?”

This was not an equal exchange at all.

Lan Zhan picked up the schoolbag and said casually, “Yes, so I take it back and give it to my cousin who’s in elementary school.”

“!”

Wei Ying stared at Lan Zhan, feeling offended!

Just as he was about to express his dissatisfaction, in the next second, Lan Zhan stretched out a hand to his eyes.

Wei Ying closed his eyes subconsciously and felt a warm touch in the corner of his right eye. He couldn’t help holding his breath, his eyelashes quivered, and he felt a finger twirl away from the skin in the corner of his eye.

After the fingers left, he opened his eyes and found that on Lan Zhan’s hand was actually a small piece of confetti. It should have been left when he wiped his sweat.

His heartbeat became faster for some reason.

Watching Lan Zhan randomly twisted away the confetti from his fingers, the warm touch seemed to return to the corner of his right eye, and it quickly crawled to his heart and gently scratched it.

Wei Ying couldn’t help reaching out his hand to touch the corner of his eye, blinking a few times, and pretending to blame him: “Why didn’t you tell me earlier!”

He had a piece of confetti stuck to the corner of his eye and Lan Zhan didn’t even tell him.

“How do I know you couldn’t see it,” Lan Zhan’s lips lifted slightly, and then he walked to the door with his schoolbag.

Wei Ying was startled. He was sure that he had saw it right – Lan Zhan did smile.

Then he thought angrily, he was not a dragonfly, of course he couldn’t see what was next to his eyes!

Wei Ying turned off the classroom lights and locked the classroom door with the key.

After checking that the door was really closed, he walked towards the dormitory building with both hands holding the listening book and tape given by Lan Zhan.

It was late September, there was a hint of coolness in the evening and the faint scent of osmanthus floated in the dim campus.

Wei Ying took a deep breath, thinking that Lan Zhan would definitely feel uncomfortable smelling the scent.

But now he was about to fly happily smelling the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus.

Lan Zhan didn’t seem to hate him.

He remembered what Lan Zhan had told him; responding well to those who were really good to him.

At that time he decided that he would work hard to treat Lan Zhan well.

But he didn’t seem to be able to bring any benefits to Lan Zhan.

Wei Ying thought all the way back to the bedroom.

Wen Xu seemed to be listening to English while wearing headphones. Guo Cheng was sighing while drawing.

“Ying ge! You’re back! Come and help me, I really don’t know how to draw!”

When Guo Cheng saw Wei Ying coming in, it was like a weasel seeing a chicken, pounced towards him with teeth and claws.

Wei Ying flexibly avoided Guo Cheng, protecting the listening book in his hand and mercilessly refused: “No, I want to practice listening tonight.”

Guo Cheng cried and complained: “Do you have the heart to treat your roommate in the sea of ​​suffering like this?!”

He suddenly found that he was no longer able to persuade Wei Ying.

“Have.” Wei Ying said coldly.

At this time, even if the earthquake was coming, he still had to practice a set of listening questions first.

Wei Ying first went to the bathroom to wash his hands carefully, then took out his cassette player and opened the tape.

Only then did he find that the tapes had no trademarks, except that they were labelled with paper with the number 1234.

Unexpectedly, for such a beautiful book, the tape packaging was quite simple.

He put the tape into the player and plugged in the earphones.

After finishing a set of questions carefully, he found that the questions were really difficult, and there were many wrong answers.

No wonder Lan Zhan said that the book he bought was too simple. He closed the book after listening to the questions he answered wrong for several times and went to the bathroom to take a bath.

When Wei Ying came out of the bathroom after washing, he saw Wen Xu standing at his desk looking through his listening book.

He rushed in a few steps and slapped Wen Xu’s hand vigorously.

Picking up the listening book and holding it in his arms, he looked at Wen Xu with a gloomy face and said coldly: “Who allows you to move my things?”

He pressed the word “my” very hard.

Wen Xu was startled, he hold his sore wrist that was beaten.

Wei Ying’s expression was terrifying, and he actually felt a trace of fear, but soon this fear turned into anger.

“I just flipped a page and it’s not broken. Why are you so stingy?!”

Wen Xu glanced at his already a little red and swollen wrist, staring at Wei Ying angrily before speaking in a strange manner: “And this book clearly says Lan Zhan’s name, who knows if you stole it from him?”

He had seen this listening book before. It was compiled by a well-known English professor for his and his friends’ children to practice listening. It was never put on the shelves for external sales. It was not a surprise for Lan Zhan to have it, but how could it be given to Wei Ying?

He had stayed in the first class for two months and tried to curry favor with Lan Zhan, but never succeeded.

Lan Zhan never gave any unfamiliar people a good face.

The word “steal” irritated Wei Ying, and together with the morning’s affairs, he was extremely uncomfortable.

He had been pretending to be a good grandson in this school for so long. He just wanted to stay with Lan Zhan, but if someone touched what Lan Zhan gave him…

Wei Ying looked at Wen Xu. With a sneer, he kicked Wen Xu’s chair abruptly.

After a few loud noises, the chair flew to the bedroom door before it bounced back to the ground.

Wen Xu was frightened by the violent movement and backed up a few steps. His complexion turned pale and he looked at Wei Ying like a madman.

Wei Ying’s eyes were too gloomy and sharp.

He always thought this student who had transferred from the countryside was weak and timid. He had never seen him with such a terrible side?

Wei Ying gently put the listening book in his hand on the table and walked slowly towards Wen Xu.

Wen Xu actually had a premonition that he was going to be beaten. He couldn’t help but stepped back a few steps, until he retreated to the chair lying beside the door.

Pointing to Wei Ying, he said, “You, what are you doing?! You will be punished for beating people!”

Wei Ying laughed, but there was a fierce energy in his eyes, staring at Wen Xu sarcastically, “You are a weak chicken. Are you worthy to be beaten by Laozi?”

The ones he had beaten in Yanping County, who was not taller than Wen Xu? Which one didn’t bow to him and concede defeat?

“What did you say?!”

Wen Xu couldn’t believe it. Wei Ying was obviously not taller than him, and even thinner than him, but he scolded him for being weak?!

He clenched his fists and stared at Wei Ying with fiery eyes. He wanted to swear, but found that he didn’t have the courage to speak.

Then, with fear he saw that Wei Ying walked to a place three steps away from him and stopped, biting his words and saying:

“Wen Xu, I have tolerated you for a long time. Listen to me well, this book is given by Lan Zhan to me, and this is mine. You touch my things again, it’s not gonna be the chair that I’ll kick next time.”

Wei Ying dropped these words and returned to his chair to continue working on the questions.

Wen Xu stood stiff on the spot, his chest rising and falling violently. He had no doubt that if he touched Wei Ying’s things again, Wei Ying would really do what he said.

But why?

Why did Lan Zhan give Wei Ying such a precious book, and why did Wei Ying, a poor student with no background, threaten him?

Wen Xu’s face was blue and red, and after a while, he picked up the chair by his feet and put it back in place.

He deliberately made his voice a little louder when he put the chair.

When Wei Ying looked up at him coldly, Wen Xu took a step back subconsciously. Feeling that he was too cowardly, he stared at Wei Ying vigorously, trying to find a bit of arrogance.

Wei Ying actually raised the corner of his mouth and chuckled. There was obvious contempt in the eyes!

Wen Xu was furious. He endured it but still couldn’t hold back the bitter words: “Even if you fawn on Lan Zhan, with your test result from that week, won’t you be thrown into Class 3 in midterm.”

Wei Ying never thought that this person had also inquired about his weekly test scores and calculated his rank.

He continued to lower his head to do the papers, and casually replied: “Really? Then let’s wait and see.”

Wen Xu suddenly wanted to slap himself, why did he set up a flag!

But he also thought that unless Wei Ying was a genius, it was impossible for Wei Ying to fly into the top 50 in two months. He must use his grades to humiliate this violent maniac!

When Guo Cheng, who had gone out to walk, opened the door and came in, he was keenly aware that something had changed in the dormitory.

Wei Ying was still doing the papers as usual, but Wen Xu climbed onto the bed so early and closed the curtains tightly.

Guo Cheng couldn’t hold back his mouth: “Ying ge, do you think that our dormitory seems to be a bit heavy, it seems that there is a deep-seated wife?“

He waited for the great yin and yang Wen Xu to fight him in the ring, but Wen Xu didn’t say anything, being silent like a dumb bride in the night of the bridal chamber.

Tsk, it’s boring, Guo Cheng shook his head.

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“Zhan, why are you coming back so late today?”

Gu Yihan looked at Lan Zhan who had just entered the door. Although she asked, she did not expect Lan Zhan to give any specific answers.

“There is something at school.”

Sure enough, Lan Zhan replied vaguely.

Gu Yihan was not relieved, because she had other things in her heart. With a sad expression, she spoke: “A-Cheng has been uncomfortable after coming back from school. He refused to eat dinner.”

Jiang Cheng had a bad heart and asthma since he was a child.

Over the years, Gu Yihan and Uncle Sanren and Auntie Sanren had been taking good care of Jiang Cheng’s body.

They tried their best to give him everything he wanted, because the doctor said that the things they needed to avoid the most about Jiang Cheng’s illness was that him being too emotional.

“I’ll go see him.” Lan Zhan put his schoolbag on the sofa casually.

Gu Yihan was relieved. While everyone spoiled Jiang Cheng, only Lan Zhan had never spoiled him, so Jiang Cheng was only afraid of Lan Zhan.

“By the way, Zhan, do you still use the tape recorder in the study? The nanny asked me if I want to put it away.” Gu Yihan asked Lan Zhan.

Some time ago, Lan Zhan took out an old tape recorder from the storage room and went into the study every night.

It seemed to be recording a tape. He only recorded a little every day, so it took a long time to record it.

Although she was curious, she didn’t ask.

She only thought that Lan Zhan was interested in these retro tools on a whim.

“Not for the time being.” Lan Zhan picked up the dinner plate prepared by the nanny for the third time from the dining table and walked to the second floor.

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