When Wei Ying returned to the bedroom that night, Guo Cheng grabbed him and said indignantly: “Ying ge, when did you make a friend like Lan Zhan, and the relationship is so good, you didn’t even tell me!”
“Friends” and “good relationship” made Wei Ying couldn’t help but laugh, but he replied hypocritically: “It’s okay.”
“That’s okay?!” Guo Cheng widened his eyes, “That’s Lan Zhan! Not only are his grades awesome and he’s handsome, okay? Did you know that his grandfather was once CM of our city, his uncle is the current secretary-general of the provincial party committee, and his father is the chairman of the Lanxi Group. There is also a pianist’s mother. With this background, let alone students, many teachers have to fawn over him, okay?”
Wei Ying was dumbfounded.
Although Lan Zhan was full of the temperament of a wealthy man, he had never thought that Lan Zhan’s family background would be like this.
So far out of reach.
Wei Ying couldn’t help being worried. Can he catch up with Lan Zhan?
“Ying ge, why are you so scared? You don’t know it yet, do you?” Guo Cheng thought Wei Ying had deliberately spent a lot of effort to get on Lan Zhan’s network.
Wen Xu, who had been sullen and silent for a long time, snorted coldly, speaking with a strange air of yin and yang: “Will those social climber, those who climb the dragon and stick to phoenix won’t inquire about these clearly?”
Guo Cheng was worried that he could not find anyone to fight the ring, so he sneered: “Oh, who was with Lan Zhan every day last semester, but in the end, except for Jiang Cheng giving some face, Lan Zhan didn’t even look at him.”
Wen Xu’s face was blue.
Wei Ying glanced at Wen Xu and smiled: “You are right, I just want to climb the dragon and stick to the phoenix.”
Wen Xu glared at him, perhaps because he didn’t expect such a brazen person.
During the lunch break the next day, Wei Ying was approached by Shen Xiao Hai, he thought it must be Hu Ting who approached Shen Xiao Hai to give him a lecture.
As a result, Shen Xiao Hai didn’t even mention it. He just mentioned another thing:
“Wei Ying, remember the funding project I told you about last time. All the expenses for your studies and allowance in Gusu High School come from this and given to you by the school.”
Wei Ying nodded, and suddenly became nervous, subconsciously wondering if this project was about to stop.
Seeing Wei Ying’s nervous look, Shen Xiao Hai smiled clearly, and his tone became more kind:
“Recently, the sponsor of this project asked the school to adjust the funding plan. Taking into account the current cost of living and study costs, there will be no monthly allowance. You will be given 50,000 yuan first, and 50,000 yuan next semester. If you have difficulties at home, you can apply for more.”
“???”
Wei Ying looked at Shen Xiao Hai in shock, he couldn’t believe his ears.
However, Shen Xiao Hai had not finished speaking: “In addition, your future university funds, that is, the expenses and scholarship for going to university, are also included in the fund of this project. I didn’t tell you before, mainly because I was afraid that your psychological burden would be too great. Now I want you to study more steadily and at ease, not to be distracted by other things.”
Wei Ying hadn’t recovered from the shock.
He was dumb for a while and couldn’t help asking: “This sponsor…can you tell me who it is?”
He sketched out in his mind an old man with a head full of white hair and a kind face, the philanthropists in the newspapers usually looked like this.
But was this doing charity?
This was simply raising him as a son!
Shen Xiao Hai still did not disclose specific information like last time:
“The sponsor does not want to disclose the name. Don’t have too much pressure. Just concentrate on studying. For example, try to enter the top fifty in this mid-term exam and stay in the first class. Isn’t it a good reward?”
Wei Ying knew that the question could not be asked, so he did not insist anymore, and nodded, “I will definitely enter the top fifty in the midterm this time!”
The gaze was so firmed that it made Shen Xiao Hai startled.
Shen Xiao Hai patted Wei Ying on the shoulder and encouraged: “Good boy, I believe in you!”
Wei Ying walked out of Shen Xiao Hai’s office, his mood had not calmed down at all, and his eyes were a little red.
He thought, in fact, he also had good luck.
Although his life had been exchanged, he still met Lan Zhan through the remote live broadcast class.
There was also such a generous and kind funder who helped him come to Gusu No. 1 High School to study, and even paved a broad road for his future.
Those difficult problems seemed to be solved instantly.
He thought that he must be admitted to the best university in the country like Lan Zhan, and then thanked the kind benefactor, and then passed this kindness to more people like him.
He just didn’t know, did Lan Zhan want to go to TG University or PK University?
Wei Ying walked back to the classroom in a daze, and found that Lan Zhan was already sitting in his seat.
He couldn’t help but threw himself on the seat with excitement, talking to Lan Zhan with bright eyes:
“It seems like I can treat you to a better meal right now! The school suddenly gave me a lot of money!”
Lan Zhan glanced at him lightly, without saying anything.
Wei Ying suddenly thought, to Lan Zhan, what delicious food he had not yet eaten? But he just wanted to invite Lan Zhan to dinner.
Wei Ying struggled for a while, trying to summon the courage to say to Lan Zhan: “Are you free on Sunday? I want to invite you to dinner to thank you for helping me out yesterday.”
He looked at Lan Zhan anxiously, but Lan Zhan refused without hesitation: “I have something on Sunday.”
“Then, I will invite you when you are free in the future.”
Wei Ying couldn’t help being disappointed, but there was still time for that later. He could always find a chance to ask Lan Zhan out.
He didn’t say anything else, picked up a pen and started to do practice papers.
After a while, Nei Huaisang rushed over and asked: “Ying ge, are you free on the Sunday? I have an planned with a few buddies in junior high school for a basketball game. You can help me play. There are many girls coming to watch.”
Wei Ying refused: “No, I have to do my homework on Sunday.”
The midterm was coming soon, except for Lan Zhan, he didn’t want to waste any time on anything.
Nei Huaisang was crying sadly.
Suddenly, there was a flash of inspiration, and he leaned to Wei Ying’s ear to say, “Didn’t you ask me how to chase people last time? I have a buddy who is so awesome that he chased their cold highschool flower.”
Wei Ying really was persuaded.
Nei Huaisang kept whispering. “That school flower is incredible. Her dad is a high-ranking official, mom is an artist, and comes from a real scholarly family. Many boys couldn’t chase her, but my buddy did. He must be very experienced!”
Wei Ying couldn’t help but feel a little moved.
This situation was simply in line with Lan Zhan.
Nei Huaisang felt that he was being stared at by an unkind gaze.
He consciously sat back in his seat and stopped whispering to Wei Ying, but was still tempting him: “And you can get to know more friends, my buddies are very good, they will like you too.”
“Sunday, at what time?” Wei Ying asked Nei Huaisang.
He thought, playing basketball for an hour or two was nothing, but as soon as he finished speaking, he heard Lan Zhan’s serious voice:
“Aren’t you asking me to eat on Sunday?”
This rhetorical question was affirmative in tone.
Both Nei Huaisang and Wei Ying were taken aback.
Wei Ying replied, uncertain, “Didn’t you say that you have something on Sunday?”
“It’s fine.” Lan Zhan said without changing his face.
Wei Ying was not angry at him going back on his words. Instead, his eyes were shining and his tongue was tied with joy: “Good, good, then I’ll find out which restaurant is better.”
Nei Huaisang wanted to say that he could still come to play after dinner, but Lan Zhan glanced at him and suddenly he couldn’t say it.
Wei Ying was excited for the whole day that he could invite Lan Zhan to dinner.
In the evening, he went back to check the delicious restaurants on his mobile phone for a long time, and had a lively discussion with Guo Cheng, who knew the most about food.
The old house of the Lan family was also very lively that night.
The old man Lan Qiren paid attention to tradition and had the habit of holding family banquets on a regular basis.
On the day of the family banquet, there could be no fewer children and grandchildren of the Lan family.
Lan Zhan directly took a leave from the night study.
Lan Suyan was talking to her father, Lan Fengyu, and her five-year-old son Feng Li kept annoying her on her side. She yelled angrily: “Go, let your little uncle tell a story.”
She had originally agreed with Lan Zhan to let him help take care of her son this Sunday, so that she and her husband could go to an important meeting, but Lan Zhan just broke the appointment with her.
Not long after Lan Fengyu came back from the provincial government, he smiled after hearing the words: “Xichen and Zhan have the same virtue, how can he tell stories to children.”
Feng Li was sent away by his mother, and with his short legs, he ran to Lan Zhan who was sitting on the sofa.
He pulled Lan Zhan’s pants and said, “Uncle, my mother wants you to tell me a story.”
Lan Zhan was reading a small comic. He picked Feng Li up on his lap with one hand, and asked casually, “What do you want to hear?”
Feng Li was attracted by the comic in Lan Zhan’s hand, and reached out to catch it, but Lan Zhan folded it.
Feng Li pressed his mouth. He grabbed the clothes on Lan Zhan’s chest and said coquettishly, “Uncle, I want to see this.”
The entire Lan family couldn’t do anything when he acted coquettish.
“No.” Lan Zhan refused directly.
“Why?”
“Because this is mine.”
Lan Qiren, who was reading the newspaper on the sidelines, couldn’t stand it anymore.
He glared at Lan Zhan and waved to his beloved great-grandson: “Li Li, grandpa is here, grandpa will tell you a story.”
Feng Li jumped off Lan Zhan’s leg and ran to Lan Qiren’s leg to give a little report: “Uncle is so stingy.”
“Yes, it’s too stingy!” Lan Qiren scolded together, telling Feng Li the story of the Red Army crossing the grassland.
Feng Li fell asleep as he listened.
After a while, Lan Xichen finally rushed to the old house and as soon as he entered the living room, he was scolded by his father:
“Your brother is not even as busy as you at the provincial party committee, you might as well eat at the company!”
Lan Xichen lowered his head and was scolded honestly.
The family finished their dinner silently.
After the meal, Lan Xichen was lectured by Lan Qiren again.
“Are you planning to live apart like this for the rest of your life with Gu Yihan? Or just divorce. It’s not like I would disagree and Zhan will definitely not object.” Lan Qiren said to Lan Xichen after the nagging.
He had countless glories in his life, and both of his sons are dragons and phoenixes, but the only thing he regretted most was the marriage of his younger son Lan Xichen.
At the beginning, he arranged a marriage to let Lan Xichen marry Gu Yihan, the daughter of his family friend Gu.
It took a long time to realize that the two people had agreed so readily and they had already conspired to get married.
The husband and wife did not disturb each other’s private life, and even their only son, Lan Zhan, was a test-tube baby because of the pressure of both parents.
The two had been separated for more than ten years, but the strange thing was that Lan Qiren had not seen any lover of Lan Xichen, and his private life was completely clean, only working.
Lan Xichen said to Lan Qiren without hesitation: “If she doesn’t ask for divorce, I won’t get divorced.”
Lan Qiren sighed: “This is your business anyway. You two may be worthy of yourself, but you must be sorry for the kid Zhan.”
Lan Xichen was silent upon hearing this.
When Gu Yihan suffered from depression after giving birth, Cangse Sanren’s death aggravated the condition.
Fearing that she would be stimulated, Lan Xichen had not dared to let Gu Yihan touch his son for five years after that. Lan Zhan had been raised in his brother Lan Fengyu’s home.
It wasn’t until the Sanren family’s child named Jiang Cheng called Gu Yihan ‘mother’ that Gu Yihan gradually got out of depression, took Lan Zhan back, and let the two children grow up together.
But the intimacy between mother and child had never developed, and there was always a layer of politeness and unfamiliarity, far from the intimacy between Gu Yihan and Jiang Cheng.
Lan Xichen walked out of the study and found his son, whom he hadn’t seen for a long time.
The father and son went to the courtyard outside the old house and chatted under the pavilion.
After an autumn rain, the night sky was clear, and a bright moon hung at the corner of the pavilion.
“How is your mother? I heard that she caught a cold last week?” Lan Xichen asked. He looked at his son and found that he was almost as tall as himself.
Lan Zhan said, “Already well.” He paused, “If you care about her, you can go and see her directly.”
Lan Xichen took out a cigarette, thought about it, put it back, and sighed: “Forget it, there’s no point. I saw her at the charity exhibition for Cangse Sanren last month. She looked very good.”
Gu Yihan might not discover in this life that the husband who had agreed to marry her fell in love with her long time ago, but Lan Xichen knew from the beginning that Gu Yihan had only one woman who had been away for many years in her heart.
Lan Zhan said nothing.
Lan Xichen knew that Lan Zhan did not like to mention the dead woman, and began to care about his son’s university:
“Have you thought about which school in the United States to apply for?”
“It hasn’t been determined yet. I may go to some interviews at the end of the year.” Lan Zhan said flatly.
Lan Xichen stopped worrying. In other words, he had nothing to worry about his son since he was a child, and he rarely asked him for anything.
Lan Xichen turned to ask: “Last time I forgot to ask you, why did you sponsor the first place in Yanping County to come to your school? I did it for your mother. What did you do for? I thought you wouldn’t be interested in these things.”
His assistant Su Yun had been following up the Yanping County remote teaching project.
At that time, it was decided to sponsor the live broadcast equipment of the county’s high schools in Yanping County, but there was no plan to sponsor the first place to study in Gusu No. 1 High School.
After he learned about it from Su Yun, he was surprised for a while.
Today he also learned that this project for Yanping County’s first place project had changed, and the funding for the project had always come from Lan Zhan himself.
He was really curious, why did this indifferent son like him do this.
For what?
Lan Zhan looked at the bright moon hanging outside the pavilion.
In fact, he never believed that there would really be someone in this world who would be willing to run to another person regardless of everything.
But he knew that someone saw him as the moon in the sky and could run towards him, running over the mountains and seas for him.
He had never been expected to do well, because he could always do well, and he never expected anyone to do anything for him, even his parents, because he didn’t like to own anyone anything.
He took all the relationships in the world, including parental affection, with indifference.
But when he couldn’t help but open the letters that span thousands of kilometers, watching those clumsy handwritings carefully disguised as girls, like a fire, the stars burned hot and innocently yearning for him.
As if he was the only one in the world.
As if it could burn all for him.
He didn’t know what made him endure these swarms of letters, let alone when it started.
From the initial boredom, to the habit, to the expectation that he had never had before.
He suddenly wanted to know that if he dropped a rope that was insignificant to him into the deep well, would the fool who thought of him as a light and walked out of the night, vowed to go to him, thought he was clever but was exposed early, grab the rope he gave and try to walk to his side?
Zhou Lusi teased that he was playing a nurturing game, but only he knew it was not.
He was not doing charity, neither was it a game.
What was his original intention?
Lan Xichen saw his son staring at the moon in a daze, and asked again in the night breeze:
“Could it be that you are also doing it for your mother?”
Lan Zhan returned to his senses, smiled lightly, his eyes seemed to be softened by the moonlight. He slowly replied:
“No, it’s just watching a person walk very hard at night, I can’t help but want to illuminate him.”
He just wanted the person who rushed to him so hard, to have a better, less hard life as he wished.
This was easy for him.
This was just his original intention.
Author:- Lan Zhan is the sponsor of Wei Ying, and he know from started that letters are from boy who disguised as girl, So now you know when Lan Zhan feeling started.
Lan Qiren- LZ grandfather
Lan Fengyu- LZ Uncle
Lan Suyan- Lan Fengyu daughter
Feng Li- Lan Suyan son
Lan Xichen- LZ father
Gu Yihan- LZ mother
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