Chapter 166: Shi Lan's Letter
Shi Lan spread his hands: "You can't be considered a sailor, at most you can be regarded as a boat sightseeing." β
"Well, give me a reason." Yelan leaned against the door frame.
"I want to hang out."
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Yelan glanced at Shi Lan deeply.
The little guy doesn't look like he's joking.
"Indeed, what you can say......
It's no wonder that Shi Lan is still a child, if he really uses some great ambition as an excuse, I'm afraid he will laugh out loud.
Yelan bent her good-looking eyebrows: "Actually, I can directly approve such a thing as asking for leave." You're one of my team now. β
"Huh?" Shi Lan's eyes lit up, and she looked at Yelan attentively, "So?" Do you agree with my fake? β
"Disagree." Yelan shook her head decisively.
"Ah......" Shi Lan suddenly stretched her face, "Why?" β
"First of all, you haven't decided that Beidou can take you on the ship, and at your age, what can you do when you go to sea? It's just going to cause trouble for others. β
"No, Sister Lan, we also crawled out of the Chasm......"
Yelan tugged at the corners of her mouth: "Correct it, I recited it." β
"Then you can't deny my ability, huh? You have to trust me. β
"So be it." Seeing Shi Lan's resolute attitude, Yelan didn't want to tease him anymore, and said, "Didn't you sign up for the martial arts competition in the Hall of the Afterlife, then I'll give you a chance." β
"What chance?"
"Participate in the senior competition, I don't ask you to win the championship, at least if you reach the final, I will give you a holiday." Yelan said seriously. "Can you do it?"
"Forehead ......"
Shi Lan hesitated.
Even if Hu Tao doesn't help in the junior competition, he is definitely not afraid, but in the youth group...... There are mixed fish and dragons, and there is no guarantee that the next game you will encounter will be a rookie or an elder.
After all, Liyue is huge, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.
What is the name of the old fisherman I met in Tianyu Valley? Even though he doesn't have a vision, he can kill an adult rock dragon lizard in the blink of an eye.
This kind of combat power, even Shi Lan, who now has a stinging dragon, can't do it so easily.
Aside from that old fisherman, the devil knows what other perverts Liyue has hidden.
However, Shi Lan was obviously not a timid person, and after hearing Yelan's request, he only hesitated a little before nodding in agreement.
He put his hands behind his back and smiled slightly: "It's just a youth group, it doesn't matter." Watch me perform, watch me perform. β
What about perverts? Can I be perverted?
Standing in front of you now are: the eight-year-old who broke his wrist and overthrew the three Hercules of the Millelith Army, the ten-year-old who defeated the wild boar, the thirteen-year-old who captured Jiang Sheng, and the Nantianmen who stole Ruotuo's ass alone (Ruotuo: mua!! The genius boy of Liyue who retreated from the Chasm and destroyed the Fatui's evil factory!
Stone! Lan!
No one is more perverted than me.
For this aspect, Shi Lan is still very confident.
Yelan knocked Shi Lan's head several times at that time, and she made a loud noise: "Stinky boy, don't drag it too much!" β
Shi Lan hugged her head and squatted: "What I said is the truth. β
Yelan Shi Shiran turned around: "Okay, that's it, you reach the finals of the youth group, I will give you a long vacation, and you will come back after the wave." β
"Sister Lan......"
Shi Lan weakly tugged at the hem of Yelan's clothes.
"What?"
"What's that... cough cough ......" Shi Lan was very embarrassed, and said awkwardly: "I always pay the monthly money in the middle of the month, and you didn't send it last month, saying that it was given in advance this month...... I don't have a good memory, it seems like today, right? Isn't it? β
"You have a good memory on this!"
Yelan slapped Shi Lan's hand pulling at her clothes, walked into her bedroom, and took out a bag of Mora.
"I won't be missing you!" Yelan threw the heavy Mora to Shi Lan, "The monthly money for two months is here, save a little, and keep it for a daughter-in-law after saving." β
Shaking the money bag, Shi Lan smiled happily and looked naΓ―ve.
"Fifty thousand Mora...... Eh, hey, hey, fifty thousand Mora... Two copies are 100,000..."
"Okay, the monthly money has also been sent to you, can I leave now?" Yelan began to chase people.
"Wait a minute!"
"You're not done, are you?"
Shi Lan took out a letter from his cloth pocket and said, "I have a letter here, I bother you to hand it over to Sister Ningguang." β
Yelan took Shi Lan's letter casually and waved him away: "I know, I know!" Hurry up, hurry up, go away! Don't bother me to rest. I finally took a day off......"
"Then I'm leaving! Goodbye, Sister Lan! β
After Shi Lan left, Yelan couldn't help frowning: "Did I forget to ask him something......
Being delayed by him like this, Yelan didn't have the heart to sleep, so she sat in the house for a while, poured herself a cup of tea, and had nothing to do, she decided to peek at a wave of Shi Lan's letters.
took out the envelope, only to see three big words written on the envelope: To the one who inspired.
Yelan's eyes widened suddenly: "This kid! It's actually quite cultured! β
This made her even more curious about what was inside.
"As a sir, I need to read it." Yelan comforted herself like this, "Yes, it's reading." β
She sneakily took out Shi Lan's letter, although she knew that Shi Lan had left, but it was still a bit of a shame to do this kind of thing.
It's really exciting, though!
Shi Lan's letter was very simple, only a thin one, which was casually stuffed into an envelope, and he didn't even seal it, which made it more convenient for Yelan to peek.
"Let me see what you kid has written."
Open the envelope, pull out the letter paper, and the contents of the paper will appear:
"Sister Ningguang, how have you been doing lately? Little brother, I have something I want to ask you.
I pinched, I want to go out on the waves recently, but there is no boat, do you know the head of the big sister of Beidou? Her ship is leaving, so I want you to say hello to Big Sister Beidou so that I can board the ship.
I'm sorry, this matter may be a little arrogant, but I have no choice but to ask you for directions, I hope you can not blame the past, discerning, a lot of adults, can help me... The younger brother is grateful, the grace of the dripping water, the spring reciprocates, and in time, he returns with success, tears Ruotuo with his hands, and steps on the demon god... Lord Rock made you a ......"
"Ah, this ......"
Yelan was stunned when she read this letter.
The handwriting is quite neat and beautiful, not like the style that Shi Lan can write, but Yelan knows that this is indeed Shi Lan's own handwriting.
It's just that she can't understand it.
Obviously, I can write on the envelope that the person who respects the person who is so high-minded and compelling, but the text is like a chatter, and the crotch pulling, especially at the end, uses a lot of bullshit idioms, which makes people delirious......
"Puff ha......" Yelan suddenly had no image, holding her stomach and slapping the table frantically, clattering.
"Let you be the Lord of the Rock! He wants Ningguang to be the king of rocks!! Hahahahaha, Emperor Ji Ningguangx..."
"You must let Ningguang see, you must let Ningguang see...... Hahaha, you can't just let me die laughing......"
Yelan couldn't stop laughing, hurriedly packed the envelope, and rushed out of the door, eager to hand over the letter to Ningguang.
Jade Pavilion.
Ningguang sat behind the eucalyptus table, holding a cigarette pouch in his hand, closing his eyes and meditating.
Shi Lan's letter was spread out on her desk.
Smack.
"Poof."
Ningguang couldn't help it after all.
She snapped the cigarette gun on the table, rubbed her brow with one hand, her shoulders trembling, and as she trembled, her silky hair slumped like a cascade on her shoulders.
Tianquan Ningguang actually has such a scene.
"Laugh if you want, I don't mind." Yelan persuaded her with kind words on the side.
Ningguang suppressed the smile in his heart, gently stroked the ends of his hair, and his eyebrows were full of puzzlement:
"Isn't his cultural class taught by Grandma Ping...... Why is the letter written like this? β