"Preparing for next month's singing party?"

"That's right. ”

"Or-" Xu Ming thought for a while: "You can quit the group." ”

"Ji Wen" smiled: "Are you going to tear down the bridge after crossing the river?"

Xu Ming scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "I, Xu Ming, am usually high, but as long as I am a friend I like, I absolutely support and support 100%. Ji Wen, I am a friend of you, how can I do the matter of crossing the river and demolishing the bridge. ”

After thinking about it, he continued: "Let me tell you the truth, since I was a child, I have been praised from all directions wherever I go, and it is not an exaggeration to say that I grew up in this kind of praise. After I went to university, I became the leader of the dance club, and there were exactly 100 people under my hands, and no one was unconvinced by what I said they were doing. I'm the boss—awe-awe-a-majestic, huh?"

"No, I don't understand. Xu Ming, a boy of more than 1.80 meters, was about to cry aggrievedly: "I found that I don't have any sense of superiority in front of you, or even a sense of existence." Ji Wen, it's not that I don't want you to join the group, but in my heart-"

"Okay, no need to explain. "Ji Wen" said: "You have only been from high to mediocre for only a week, and this speed is fast enough, I am worried that your little heart will not be able to stand it." Okay, it's okay for me to quit the group, I'm too busy and I can't always come over on time to participate in club activities. It's you, if I quit the group, what will people say about you? Say that you have a bad character and can't keep people. ”

He snorted and said aggrievedly: "But since you joined the club for a week, I suddenly found that these 100 people who used to bow down to me did not listen to my command, but instead regarded you as a leader—my heart is unbalanced, quite unbalanced. I can't figure out why you're so appealing?"

"Now that you figured it out?" asked Kiwen.

has no prestige, can't keep people, or is jealous of talents, and doesn't give "Jiwen" space?

No matter which way he says it, it is enough for him to drink a pot, and he Xu Ming is also a master who wants to save face, and he can't let people poke a little bit behind his back.

"This-" Xu Ming didn't expect that "Ji Wen" thought about the problem much more deeply than himself, and this question stumped him all of a sudden.

"Ji Wen" is right, if a big star quits after only a week of joining the club, what will others say about him as the boss?

"Ji Wen" gave people the impression that he was extremely untalkative, and although the expression on his face did not give people the impression of coldness, he was definitely not an enthusiastic person.

But recently, Xu Ming discovered that "Ji Wen" does not seem to be what it looks like. Not only do people love to talk, but every word they say is so reasonable. The most important thing is to be thoughtful and look at the problem deeply.

"Ji Wen" continued: "If you treat me as a friend, then I will also take you as a friend, you think about this matter, I will leave first." ”

Xu Ming looked at the back of "Ji Wen" walking away, and stood in place for a long time.

In the office, the head of the department signed the leave form of "Ji Wen" and said with a smile: "I know that you also have a lot of fans in our school, and you said that if I don't approve your leave, the song club will not be held as scheduled, and these students will not break my head." ”

"Ji Wen" smiled, pushed the eyes on the bridge of his nose, and did not speak.

"The gap, this is the gap. Xu Ming sighed a lot: "Otherwise, how can people be so loved by fans!" There was less than half a month left before the song club, and Han Wenxuan specially asked the school for leave to prepare for the competition.

Everyone in the department knows that "Ji Wen" is usually very busy, but they don't embarrass her too much about attendance. Besides, this big star has always been among the top in the grades, and the professional courses are even more A, and the department must give the green light to such a good student.

Liang Shihua specially told Han Wenxuan when he went out in the morning that he must take leave today, and tomorrow the five members of the pretty angels will officially start intensive training.

But now it seems that she will have to come to school again tomorrow, Han Wenxuan thought to herself, if it was Ji Wenzai, she would definitely want to listen to Professor Yu's class tomorrow, it would be a rare learning opportunity.

The head of the department handed over the signed fake slip and said, "Tomorrow, there will be a temporary adjustment in the department, and we will specially invite Professor Yu from the Kyoto Research Institute to come and teach. Professor Yu is a native of Huacheng, and this time he came back to visit his relatives, and it took a lot of effort from the department to invite him over to give a lecture. You've always been excellent in your major classes, so I don't want you to miss out on such a rare opportunity. ”

"Okay, thank you, Director. "Ji Wen" nodded and went out with the leave slip.

Admiration, respect, or something else? Han Wenxuan sometimes doesn't understand.

The Ye family's house.

I don't know why, Han Wenxuan's feelings for Ji Wen seem to have become a little unclear in his heart.

It's friendship, but it seems to go beyond friendship. It's tacit, but it's not limited to that.

It can be said that what Han Wenxuan looks forward to most every day is this time, and it seems that this is his own life.

It's a pity that Han Wenxuan came here today to ask Ye Chongshan for leave, and he can only reappear in this small courtyard after the song club is over.

Standing in front of this familiar small courtyard, Han Wenxuan looked at the plane trees standing tall in the courtyard.

Every day he would learn kung fu from his master under this tree, and it was quite a fulfilling and interesting time.

"He went out in the afternoon, probably to run an errand for the old lady. Sister-in-law Li beckoned Han Wenxuan into the room and said, "You go to the living room to sit for a while, maybe your master will come back in a while." ”

"Then I'll go see grandma. ”

"Han Wenxuan, came to find your master?"

It was the Ye family's maid named Sister-in-law Li who spoke, and Han Wenxuan stepped forward to greet her: "Hello Sister-in-law Li, is my master here?"

The maid held a bowl of soup in her hand and said, "Lele is sick, and the old lady is taking care of it in her bedroom." ”

"This soup is for Lele?" Han Wenxuan asked, pointing to the soup in her hand.

"Okay, feel free, I'll go to the kitchen and have a look. With that, Sister-in-law Li smiled and turned around and walked in the direction of the kitchen.

Entering Mrs. Ye's room, Han Wenxuan didn't see anyone, he grabbed a servant who passed by and asked, "Where has the old lady gone?"

The door was open, Mrs. Ye sat at the head of Lele's bed and touched her forehead, and said distressedly: "My Lele, I asked the maid to make soup, you drink some, how can you get better if you don't eat all day long." Look at you, your forehead is so hot, and you must not have any strength in your body. ”

On the bed, Lele was wearing pajamas and quilts all the way to her shoulders, and the little girl looked haggard, her eyes were blank, and she muttered, "Auntie, I don't want to drink soup." ”

"Yes, Lele has no appetite, and the old lady specially asked me to cook sweet hot. ”

"Give it to me, I'll send it. Han Wenxuan took the soup bowl and walked towards Lele's room on the second floor.

"Grandma, I'm here. Han Wenxuan knocked on the room, Old Madam Ye looked back, and said, "Wenxuan came just in time, you quickly persuade Lele to let her eat something, this kid really worries me." ”

Lele raised her eyes and looked over, and when she met Han Wenxuan's gaze, she narrowed her eyes slightly, and a warning flashed in her big eyes.

"Then what you want to eat, I'll ask someone to make it for you. "Mrs. Ye loves this little granddaughter very much, although she has no blood relationship with herself, but Lele grew up beside her since she was a child, and the old lady has a deep affection for her.

Lele blinked his eyes and said weakly, "I want to sleep." ”

"Okay, I'll be relieved if you come, help me take care of her for a while, I have an important call to reply. ”

"Grandma, slow down. Han Wenxuan helped Mrs. Ye to send her to the door, and after watching her go downstairs, Han Wenxuan turned around.

Han Wenxuan looked at her eyes, and immediately understood the thoughts of this black little Lori.

He brought the soup over and put it on the bedside, and said to Mrs. Ye, "Grandma, don't worry, leave it to me." ”

"What are you talking about?" the little girl still looked very weak, and said, "I have a fever, and you are still talking cool here, believe it or not, I asked my aunt to kick you out." ”

Han Wenxuan came to the bedside, took out a hot water bottle from under her pillow, and said, "This is the evidence." ”

At this time, he saw something hidden under the little girl's pillow.

"Alright, don't pretend. Han Wenxuan closed the door and said, "Skipped school, right? You can't fool my grandmother." ”

The words were said so bluntly that Lele felt bored no matter how much she pretended, so she simply got up from the bed, held her head high and said, "I don't want to go to school." ”

"Why?"

"People are cold, use hot water bottles to warm their bodies. Little Lori raised her eyebrows and said, "You're too wide." ”

"You put a hot water bottle on your forehead and make your grandmother mistake you for a fever — not to mention, it works. Grandma felt so sorry for you that she didn't find out about your little tricks. Han Wenxuan was not polite at all, and said directly: "Tell me, what do you want to do?"

Lele's big sly eyes looked Han Wenxuan up and down, and asked, "Do you want to go out to play?" I'll take you to the bar, I have met a new singer, who is very handsome. ”

"Don't drag me into the water, besides, you can go to a place like a bar?" Han Wenxuan pouted: "The hair hasn't grown, and you still want to hang Kaizi, don't let people eat you without knowing." ”

"I don't like going to school. Lele said: "You don't know that our homeroom teacher is like a menopausal aunt who is rambling all day long, reprimanding us like his children." And the physics teacher, I can't understand what he says. What's even more excessive is the English teacher, whose tongue is as hard as if he has just been pulled out of an ice kiln, and pretends to speak an authentic London accent, which sounds awkward. I like the PE teacher the most, he is handsome and in good shape, but unfortunately he has a girlfriend, so I don't want to take his classes anymore. ”

Han Wenxuan shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Sure enough, it's a little kid, and what he thinks in his head all day long is different from others." You don't want to go to school just because of that?"

"You say I'm small?" Lele raised his foot and kicked over, beckoning Han Wenxuan on the shoulder.

Han Wenxuan avoided her little tender feet in a flash, and stretched his hand forward to hold her ankles: "Follow me, you are still too tender." ”

"Who do you say hasn't grown up?" Lele "Teng" got up from the bed and stared condescendingly at Han Wenxuan beside the bed: "I'm a big girl, you see I'm so old!"

She deliberately posed as a showman, and Han Wenxuan was happy again: "I've seen a big one, but it's the first time I've seen you so 'big'." ”

Little Lori was unwilling, grabbed the pillow at hand and slammed it over, maybe she felt that the pillow was not strong enough, this girl actually grabbed the soup bowl that had just been put by Han Wenxuan and threw it over.

With a "bang", her head hit the corner of the bed, and she screamed in pain.

As soon as the words fell, Han Wenxuan's hand slammed into force, and the little Lori lost her center of gravity and fell back.

Han Wenxuan dodged left and right, the little girl's "hidden weapons" all failed, and she was so angry that she beat her chest: "You bully people!"

"Lele-have you drunk the soup?" Mrs. Ye's voice came from outside the door, and the little Lori was like a frightened rabbit, "whoosh" into the quilt, and instantly changed her face and said, "Grandma, my head hurts." ”

"Oh, my little ancestor, let my grandmother see it. Mrs. Ye pushed the door in, and before she had walked a few steps, she saw the soup bowl falling to the ground, and the soup was spilled everywhere.