Now that the military training has not started, Ye Linglan and Zhao Yu chatted for a while and then heard him say: "By the way, the class just sent a notice in the morning, our college is going to hold a welcome party and is calling for hosts and actors, are you interested?" ”

"Do you have one?" Ye Linglan asked him rhetorically.

"Yes," Zhao Yu said, "You see that my voice is also good, my singing is good, and I look very handsome, and I want to strive for the advanced at the end of the term, listen to the senior, it is best to participate in activities like this if you can, and if you can't participate, you should also participate." ”

"......" This person is really ......

Ye Linglan looked at him a little helplessly: "Then I, have a chorus with you?" I won't host anything, so I'll try it with you when the time comes. ”

Zhao Yu made a gesture: "OK." ”

Ye Linglan's singing level is actually about the same as playing chess, she has no professional training, and she will end up without going out of tune, Zhao Yu is better than him in this regard, and when Zhao Yu sings in KTV at the class reunion, he can fascinate at least ten girls with a song.

As for hosting, he knows at most that he should be louder when hosting.

The military training in the afternoon was very good, for Ye Linglan, who was accustomed to the scorching sun, it was like playing, and when he went home with Wen Xingying at night, he was still alive and well, and when he entered the bedroom, Wen Xingying sat on the sofa and asked him: "Do you still have a massage tonight?" ”

"No need!" Ye Linglan took off her coat, changed into pajama pants, and lay down on the bed.

Wen Xingying nodded and didn't say anything more.

"By the way, Brother Wen," Ye Linglan said with her eyes closed while lying on the bed, "I saw a photo of your mother today, it's beautiful." ”

"A picture of my mom?" Wen Xingying looked at him suspiciously, "Where did you see that?" ”

"In my uncle's house, I accompanied him to play with the military flag in the morning, and I saw a photo of your family of three on the wall, and then I asked him if he had any photos of you, and he gave me a photo album, uh......"

Speaking of this, Ye Linglan finally got stuck, and said that she leaked her mouth!

"Albums?" There were two more folds in Wen Xingying's eyebrows, "What album?" ”

"That's it, it's all the ...... of your photo" Ye Linglan opened her eyes and looked at him weakly, and whispered.

"That," Wen Xingying looked away lightly, "You can look at it casually, just don't show it to me." ”

Ye Linglan stuck out her tongue, thought about it and said, "Oh, I also saw a photo of your eldest brother, he is really handsome, exactly like his uncle." ”

"My big brother?" Wen Xingying's gaze turned to him again, "Wen Jingying? ”

Ye Linglan nodded: "Well, I also saw his mother, she is very beautiful." ”

"Yes." The coldness in Wen Xingying's eyes this time made Ye Linglan's heart tremble, he didn't speak again, stood up and walked to the wardrobe and began to take the clothes.

"Brother Wen," Ye Linglan subconsciously sat up from the bed, looked at his back and said, "Did I say something wrong?" ”

Wen Xingying paused, then turned to look at him: "Wen Jingying will come over in two months, on my father's birthday, and I can introduce you to it then." With that, he took his pajamas and went into the bathroom.

"......" Ye Linglan blinked, when did she say that she was going to see Wen Jingying? He's eating...... Wrong...... Hey wait a minute......

Ye Linglan finally reacted that Wen Xingying was unhappy.

Wen's father's room is pasted with photos of two sons and two women, among which Wen Xingying's mother should be the main wife, and the problem here is......

Ye Linglan lay back on the bed heavily, feeling that what she said tonight was really stupid.

When Wen Xingying came out of the bathroom, Ye Linglan hurriedly took a hair dryer and said, "Brother Wen, I'll blow your hair." ”

Wen Xingying sat on the sofa and looked up at him, didn't speak, Ye Linglan dried him and sat back beside him, thought about it or hugged him, and buried his head in his arms.

He said softly, "Brother Wen, can you tell me about my mother?" ”

Ye Linglan didn't know why he suddenly had such thoughts, but he felt that no matter how Wen Xingying was, he would definitely miss his mother very much, and he should also need such a person to tell.

Wen Xingying didn't answer immediately, the scene with her mother when she was a child came to mind, and she thought for a long time before she spoke: "My mother is an American, she is very beautiful, my father was very busy when I was a child, my mother took care of me and took me everywhere to play, and then I went to school, and I was the first in the class in every exam, which made her very happy, and later when I was eight years old, my mother died of cancer. ”

Wen Xingying whispered, but his thoughts had already drifted away, flying to the distant past, even after more than twenty years, those days with his mother were still clearly visible, and he knew that he would never forget it in his life.

When she was a child, Wen Xingying liked to snuggle up to her mother, and listening to her use non-standard Chinese, Wen Xingying was very good-looking, and she would definitely be very attractive to girls when she grew up.

When he slept at night, he always liked to get into his mother's arms, and his mother would put her arms around him, gently patting his hands on him, and singing the sleep song of his hometown for him.

Later, when he went to school, he was the president of the class, and he was the first in the class in every exam, and when he came home with the certificates of three good students and the top ten on campus, his mother would always pick him up and turn him around, saying that he was really good.

When my father didn't attend the birthday party, he asked my mother where my father had gone, and my mother said that my father was very busy and was busy earning money for us to support us, and we should be considerate of him.

Later, my mother had cancer, and it was only a few months before she was diagnosed and died, she took Wen Xingying's hand and said, Mom can't accompany you anymore, you have to grow up quickly, study hard, and honor your father.

The little boy lay in front of his mother's hospital bed and cried, his little body trembling, calling for his mother, but he could no longer see a single smiling face of her...... Fun read

……

Ye Linglan waited for a long time and didn't wait for him to continue, and raised her head to look at him suspiciously, "It's over?" ”

"It's over." Wen Xingying looked back at him lightly, "Otherwise, what else do you want to hear?" ”

"You ......" Ye Linglan really hasn't seen such a foolish person, just a few words, it's over??

"Okay, I'm tired, let's sleep ......"

Before Wen Xingying finished speaking, Ye Linglan straightened up from his arms and yelled, "I'm not tired!" ”

Wen Xingying: "......"

Then Ye Linglan stood up and strode to the cabinet, took out the photo album that Father Wen gave him at noon, and then strode back to its original position and opened it.

“…… You," Wen Xingying looked away at the sunny smiling face of the child who was less than five years old, and said to the boy next to him helplessly, "Didn't I tell you not to show me?" ”

"Hmph, I didn't show it to you," Ye Linglan tilted her head, "It's what I want to see, you see how good-looking you looked when you were a child, and you look even better when you smile, how did you say you could laugh so cute at that time!" ”

Wen Xingying wanted to stay silent, but after listening to it too much, he finally sighed lightly, looked at the photos from his childhood, and asked him, "Do you know why I laugh when I take these photos?" ”

"Why?" Ye Linglan turned to him.

"Because these are all taken by my mother, when I was a child, she liked to take me everywhere to play, and she especially liked to take pictures of me, she said that I was very photogenic, especially the best pictures when I laughed."

"Brother Wen," Ye Linglan looked at him, "Do you have a picture of your mother?" ”

"Yes." Wen Xingying put down the album and got up and walked to the cabinet, Ye Linglan held his album on his lap, Wen Xingying took another one and handed it to him, "It's all here." ”

Wen Xingying sat back beside Ye Linglan, who eagerly opened the album and put it on his lap, on which Wen Xingying's mother looked at them in various backgrounds, and her bright smile was really beautiful.

"Wow......" Ye Linglan put the photos on the two albums together, she was so excited, "It's so beautiful!" ”

Wen Xingying didn't look at her own photos, she just kept looking at her mother, many of the photos in them were taken by her mother before she had him, and she was more beautiful and charming at that time.

Ye Linglan almost didn't stop talking every time he looked at a photo, Wen Xingying didn't speak, he didn't remember the last time he looked at this album, this time, every photo looked at it as if there were a thousand words choked in his throat, and he couldn't speak.

The two of them saw Ye Linglan yawn for a long time, and finally stopped, he went to the bathroom in a daze, and when he came out after taking a shower and drying his hair, Wen Xingying had already put away the photo album and lay on the bed, Ye Linglan went over to lie next to him and turned off the light.

Wen Xing was already asleep, his breathing became very steady, Ye Linglan quietly looked at his calm sleeping face, I don't know when he could smile at himself as good as in the photo.

The next two days of military training continued to listen to lectures for an hour and a half in the morning, followed by the training of stopping and turning the law in unison, walking in unison, walking in a straight step, and resting and standing upright, and on the third day, it was the queue assessment, and all those who practiced were performed.

During the intermission, Zhao Yu said to Ye Linglan that he would go to interview the host at noon, and the show would have to be reviewed before deciding whether he could perform at the welcome party.

Ye Linglan lowered her voice and asked him, "Have you memorized the question of military knowledge?" ”

Zhao Yu said: "It's back, it's a piece of cake." ”

The military training in the university is very different from Ye Linglan's impression of junior high school and high school, of course, the written test is one of them, and the relevant questions in the book of military knowledge must be memorized and answered in the afternoon.

At noon, Ye Linglan and Zhao Yu came to classroom 103 of Wenhan Building, and a boy who looked higher than their grade sitting at the door looked up at them and said, "Come to interview the host?" ”

"Yes." Ye Linglan said.

"Well, it's very pleasing to the eye, let's go inside." The boy said listlessly leaning back in his chair.

Ye Linglan didn't react to his words for a while, and Zhao Yu behind him couldn't help but smile and asked, "Senior, do you still want to participate in the interview if you look at it?" ”

"Of course," the boy said nonchalantly, "the cutscene still has to be done, and the skills of the host are the most important, understand?" It's just that I think you can give you some points. ”

"Well, thank you, senior." Ye Linglan said with a smile.

In fact, he really wanted to say that he looked at this senior quite pleasing to the eye, because this person was very handsome, and it was not too much to describe it as "starry eyes and sword eyebrows, and his nose was like a gall", but he didn't dare to say this kind of suspected teasing.

The two walked into the classroom, there were already more than a dozen people sitting in it, and there were three people in the second row with notebooks on the desks in front of them, looking like judges, and one of the girls smiled at them and said, "You can find a place to sit down, and it will start at half past twelve." ”

"Yes." Zhao Yu pulled Ye Linglan to sit in the last row.

After the night was disbanded, Ye Linglan got into Wen Xingying's car and threw herself on him and hugged him with both hands.

“…… What's wrong? Wen Xingying's arms were tied, and he could only raise his hand to pat his forearm.

"Do you know how tired I am this day," Ye Linglan looked like she had been abused, "What's even more annoying is that I have to be tired like this for at least seven days, no, ten days, twenty days, a month!" ”

"What's going on?" Wen Xingying asked.

Although Ye Linglan often complains that military training is tiring, it is the first time that he is tired like this, he did not answer Wen Xingying's words, but he hugged him and did not let go, so that Wen Xingying couldn't drive, so he had to sit here and accompany him.