Wei Ying was in a trance and excitement for the weekend that he didn’t even feel jealous of Jiang Cheng.
Even if Jiang Cheng occupied the position that should belong to him, he would prove that even if he had nothing, he would be better than Jiang Cheng.
He wanted to keep the moon to his own, what were the other stars around the moon?
Wei Ying went to take a closer look.
Now he could buy a good smartphone for a thousand yuan, but he had to leave most of his monthly living expenses for Wei Yanli to see a doctor and buy medicine, so he had to make some extra money.
He pondered for a whole night, but he hadn’t yet figured out how to make money for the time being.
On Monday, Wei Ying came to the classroom early as usual. He used to look forward to see Lan Zhan every morning, but today was suddenly different.
He wanted to see Lan Zhan more, but at the same time he didn’t dare to see him, as if he was afraid that his mind would be seen.
Wei Ying stared at Lan Zhan’s empty seat for a while, and then picked up his water bottle to fetch water in the drinking room.
When he passed the podium after fetching the water, Wen Qing, who was trying to write on the blackboard with a chalk, stopped him.
Wen Qing looked up and stared at Wei Ying’s height stupidly before asking: “Can you help me write this sentence on the blackboard?”
Wen Qing was a study committee member of Class 1. Shen Xiao Hai suddenly wanted her to write an aphorism on the edge of the blackboard every Monday to encourage learning.
She was not tall so she was going to get a stool but when she saw Wei Ying passing by, she decided to ask him for help.
Wei Ying was startled, and the first reaction was his own self-review he wrote to Lan Zhan.
But he also thought that Wen Qing was a good and upright person. He had spoken to her once and she only focused on her study and would not have other thoughts like Chen Zhouxuan. Besides, this writing would be finished quickly.
Wei Ying nodded to Wen Qing and said, “Okay.”
He took the paper Wen Qing handed him. On it was Shen Xiao Hai’s carefully selected aphorisms.
Taking out a white chalk from the chalk box, he walked to the right side of the blackboard before tip-toeing slightly, raising his hand and start writing on the blackboard.
As soon as he wrote the first stroke, he noticed someone coming in at the door. He turned his head while writing, and it turned out that it was Lan Zhan who walked in against the sky light outside the door, with long and straight legs.
At that moment Wei Ying seemed to hear his violent heartbeat, and the world in front of him was covered with a gleaming silver light.
He watched Lan Zhan walked towards the podium in a daze, and suddenly remembered Zhou Lusi telling him that when he saw someone he liked every morning, he should smile and say good morning to him.
He was just about to smile and say good morning to Lan Zhan when his right hand holding the chalk was suddenly wrapped in a hand, and then the hand took the chalk from his fingers.
A deep voice asked him at a very close distance in his ears:
“Write what?”
Wei Ying’s eyelashes trembled, still a little dumbfounded. He only felt that Lan Zhan was too close to him.
Standing tightly behind him, he could even feel Lan Zhan’s breath behind his right ear.
Wen Qing just wanted to reply from the side when Lan Zhan shot her a cold look.
Sensitively aware of Lan Zhan’s hostility towards herself, she subconsciously shut up.
Wei Ying reacted afterwards, his mind was confused and he forgot what he was about to write just now.
He looked down in a hurry, but Lan Zhan had already raised his left hand and took the paper in his hand from his side, as if he was half hugging him.
Lan Zhan started to write on the blackboard according to the content on the paper.
Wei Ying stood still without daring to move. He squeezed the right hand that was wrapped by Lan Zhan just now, even his breathing was very light.
He turned his face slightly and saw Lan Zhan’s tall nose, outlined by the morning light outside the door with a pale golden halo, like a snowy peak at sunrise.
It turned out that Lan Zhan was so much taller than him, so tall that if he wanted to kiss Lan Zhan, he had to tiptoe, so tall that he had the illusion of being surrounded by Lan Zhan.
This illusion made his ears become hotter and hotter, and his heartbeat was uncontrollable, so he could only force himself to read the words written by Lan Zhan.
The first saying Shen Xiao Hai gave was: “Work is improved with diligence, wasted when playing; action is formed by thinking, and destroyed by conformity.“
There were only 14 characters, but Wei Ying felt that Lan Zhan had been writing for a long time, and at the same time it felt like he wrote it quickly.
After Lan Zhan finished writing, he put down his hand and did not respond to Wen Qing’s thanks.
When he threw the chalk and started walking directly to the last row, Wei Ying finally recovered and quickly followed Lan Zhan.
He was very happy in his heart, his eyes were shining, but his mouth was about to ask: “I know how to write, why are you doing it for me?”
Lan Zhan had already walked to his seat and sat down. He threw the empty water bottle on Wei Ying’s table, saying, “It’s hard for you to stand on tiptoe.”
Wei Ying was stunned, and suddenly felt angry.
Picking up Lan Zhan’s water bottle, he opened his eyes and looked at Lan Zhan angrily: “I will grow taller!”
In fact, he was not short at all, it was Lan Zhan who was too tall.
“Really?” Lan Zhan spoke casually.
“Of course!”
Wei Ying turned around to fetch water, feeling that today’s Lan Zhan was inexplicably childish.
It also made his heart beat and him to blush.
When he came back after fetching water, he found that there was something on the table.
Wei Ying looked down at the documents on the table.
The huge title read: [The newly revised school rules and disciplines of Gusu No. 1 High School.]
He looked at Lan Zhan blankly and asked, “You give it to me?”
Lan Zhan said lightly: “As a new student, you should take a good look.”
Wei Ying wondered if he had violated the school rules? He began to look down nervously.
Ten minutes later, he looked at Lan Zhan and said, “I’m finished.”
“What’s the point?” Lan Zhan asked.
Wei Ying didn’t expect that he still needed to focus on the school rules key points. He tentatively said, “No fighting, no smoking, no drinking? Don’t worry, I won’t do this.”
In fact, he felt a little guilty because he had just threatened Wen Xu with violence.
As a result, Lan Zhan frowned and replied coldly: “No.”
Wei Ying tilted his head for a moment, then said, “No perm, no dye, no tattoo? I don’t have the money to do this.”
Lan Zhan seemed to have run out of patience, so he took the school rulebook, drew a circle with a pen, and put it on Wei Ying’s desk.
Wei Ying looked down, the eighth article was circled.
The eighth article was: Do not fall in love early.
Wei Ying’s heart stopped beating suddenly. He thought almost instantly, could it be that Lan Zhan had noticed his thoughts? But he obviously only saw Lan Zhan today.
He looked at Lan Zhan and talked back to cover up his guilty conscience: “But isn’t the principal’s daughter also in early love?”
Afraid that Lan Zhan would not know her, he added, “It’s Zhou xue jie from the third grade, the president of our art club.”
Zhou Lusi had ten boyfriends, but Wei Ying only wanted to have one boyfriend.
Lan Zhan, who was obviously angry because of him talking back, raised his eyebrows and asked, “She is the principal’s daughter, how about you?”
Well, he was nothing.
Wei Ying didn’t expect Lan Zhan to tell him not to fall in love on the first day when he decided to pursue Lan Zhan.
Wei Ying was more puzzled than sad. He paused and asked: “Why do you suddenly emphasize this to me?”
Lan Zhan was silent before replying: “You only rank 138th in the first-semester exam. According to this score, you can only enter Class 3. You’re the fifth lowest in the English quiz, you missed the last question of multiple choice question and two big questions in the math practice papers, and you missed several questions that shouldn’t be wrong in the comprehensive test. Even if you get the highest score in the Chinese test, you can’t score in other subjects.”
Wei Ying was completely stunned.
It was the first time that he heard Lan Zhan say so much in one breath.
He looked at Lan Zhan and asked in astonishment: “How do you know so clearly?”
Lan Zhan averted his gaze, and said flatly: “That was what the head teacher said.”
Wei Ying knew it. Shen Xiao Hai probably was anxious about his grades, worried that he would fall in love at the new school, so he nagged Lan Zhan to supervise his studies.
Lan Zhan must have been annoyed hearing that before finally telling him.
He nodded obediently: “I know, I will study hard and I will never fall in love early.”
The displeasure on Lan Zhan’s face disappeared a little. He hummed, put on the headphones and went to read.
Wei Ying thought, “That’s strange.”
He suddenly felt that Lan Zhan was like his parent.
And he was a teenager in a rebellious period.
I hope the author will finish this story. It’s almost two years yet no update