Rebirth of the Routine King

"Wang Yan, who did you say would give birth to the child just now? Is it Sister Jianan? Wow! I love children the most, and I want to be the godmother of the child!"

Lin Xiyan's expression froze and he hurriedly said: "Mosquito, you heard wrong, no one gives birth to children."

"oh!"

Song Zhiwen didn't feel any disappointment. She stepped forward and took Wang Yan's arm, saying crisply: "Wang Yan, let's go back! I'm almost freezing to death!"

Wang Yan warned Liu Chengjin: "Chengjin, you won't be able to go to work for two days! Pull down the switch when you leave and pay attention to potential safety hazards!"

After finishing speaking, he walked out of the milk tea shop side by side with Song Zhiwen, holding the calligraphy and painting given by Ni Dacheng.

As soon as I came out, I met the young couple Wang Weihang and Tian Qingqing.

Wang Yan knowingly asked: "Boss, what are you doing here?"

Wang Weihang was not as shy as Lin Xiyan, so he said carelessly: "Go out for a walk and have some midnight snacks."

Wang Yan suddenly realized: "Oh~~~ It's a midnight snack! Qingqing, come back early after eating. There are many bad people at night. You look so cool, so don't get kidnapped!"

Tian Qingqing joked: "You'd better watch the mosquitoes! She is the national treasure of our school, and I don't know how many people are interested in her!"

Wang Weihang didn't want to talk nonsense with this guy, otherwise he might suffer a lot!

He hurriedly interrupted: "Then we will go out through the south gate. You should be careful when you go back."

Tian Qingqing joked before leaving: "Mosquito, please pay attention to Wang Yan. If he takes you to a small hotel, don't go with him at all!"

Wang Yan was immediately embarrassed and thought to himself: No wonder she was able to treat Wang Weihang to be docile. It turns out she has such a powerful mouth!

He quickly explained: "Little mosquito, don't be angry with Qingqing! I'm not that kind of person! I never thought about that kind of thing before graduation!"

Unexpectedly, Song Zhiwen took the initiative to change the topic. She looked at the roll of paper in Wang Yan's hand and asked, "What is this?"

"Oh, the calligraphy and painting given to me by Ni Dacheng."

"Let me see."

As he spoke, he unfolded the scroll and read out: "If you are poor, you can be alone, and if you are rich, you can help the world! I didn't find the principal's handwriting very beautiful!"

Wang Yan was a little speechless. At Song Zhiwen's level, there are only two types of fonts: good-looking and bad-looking.

Now he patiently explained:

"Little mosquito, when reading words, don't just look at the surface. You have to carefully understand the structure of each word. In fact, words are just like people, they have bones, flesh and blood, and souls..."

Song Zhiwen suddenly became interested, her eyes full of curiosity: "Then tell me, where can I see the flesh, bones, and flesh?"

Wang Yan was already good at writing and had some experience in comprehending words. He immediately said:

"The meaning of this sentence is that when you are poor, you must first take care of yourself and your family, including using some unconventional means. When you have the ability, you can help more people. With this understanding

, you can understand the artistic conception of Ni Dacheng when he wrote this sentence.

Although I am not around, I can feel the pride in his chest, the calmness of his wrist, the persistence in his eyes when he holds the pen, and the belief he wants to convey to the viewer! If you look carefully, you will see that at the end of almost every word

There are thin continuous strokes, indicating that the words were written in one go.

Also, if you look at the word "kind", it is particularly upright and pleasing to the eye. It can also express his uprightness and kindness in his heart, as well as the last two worlds..."

Song Zhiwen looked at Wang Yan who was frothing and was stunned for a long time.

She had never seen Wang Yan with such a serious side! She never expected that he, who was always making jokes, could understand Chinese characters so well!

The key point is that it makes perfect sense!

Wang Yan was so excited that he didn't notice Song Zhiwen's expression. When he found out, he saw her face was stunned.

He suddenly said triumphantly: "What's wrong? Are you impressed by my profound knowledge?"

Song Zhiwen's eyes were full of admiration: "Wang Yan, you are so amazing! How do you know so much?"

Wang Yan raised his head high and said proudly: "What's this! There are so many great things about me!"

When Song Zhiwen heard Wang Yan's self-praising words, instead of feeling disgusted, Song Zhiwen felt a deep sense of pride in her heart.

Humph! Did you see? Such a powerful boy is my boyfriend!

At that moment, she changed from holding her arm to holding his waist, and half of her body was pressed tightly against Wang Yan.

Since he wore thick clothes in winter, Wang Yan didn't feel anything, otherwise his walking posture would have changed slightly.

Seeing the snowflakes in the sky getting bigger and bigger, Wang Yan put the hat behind his down jacket on Song Zhiwen. Unexpectedly, she unexpectedly refused and forced Wang Yan not to wear it either.

Wang Yan smiled and just thought it was her prank.

He didn't say the main reason why Wang Yan had such a deep understanding of fonts.

When he was young, before he even went to school, his mother Li Xinlan taught him how to read and write.

Wang Yan, who has a free-spirited nature, is usually very naughty, but he is extremely serious about writing. Of course, the main reason is that he does not want to make his mother sad.

He wasn't very good at writing at first. He ran out to play with Yang Hua without writing a word. Until he came back one time and saw his mother secretly wiping her tears with the words he had written. His young mind realized for the first time what it means to be a good person.

sad.

From then on, he took writing very seriously and would complete the tasks assigned by his mother before playing. He gradually developed this good habit.

…

Seeing that Wang Yan seemed to be lost in meditation, Song Zhiwen asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Wang Yan smiled: "Nothing, some interesting childhood stories."

"My childhood didn't have so many interesting things..." After underestimating, Song Zhiwen smiled again: "Wang Yan, do you know what the last song I sang solo was?"

"I wasn't there, so of course I didn't know!"

"It's sunny!"

"Is it a sunny day for Jay Chou? Do you like him too?"

"Yes! I have always been his fan."

Wang Yan paused for two seconds and said calmly: "What a coincidence, it just so happens that I am not."

"His songs are very nice! Shall I sing them to you? You just didn't hear them..."

"I won't listen!"

"Listen even if you don't listen!"

Saying that, Song Zhiwen started singing: "The little yellow flower of the story"

Floating since the year I was born

childhood swing

The memory lingers until now

Re So So Si Do Si La…”

Wang Yan lied to her. He has always been Zhou's fan, otherwise he wouldn't remember so many of his lyrics.

The reason why he didn't admit it was mainly because he didn't want Song Zhiwen to think that they were so in love with each other that they even had the same idol.

But one thing must be admitted, her singing is really nice, as clear and crisp as a string of wind chimes ringing in her ears.

"Does it sound good?" After singing, Song Zhiwen asked with a smile.

"It sounds great, but don't sing it again next time."

"Kekeke..."

Wang Yan's words always made her laugh unconsciously.

...

It would take about twenty minutes to walk from the College of Economics and Trade to Jiayuan Community. While chatting and laughing, the two of them walked to the gate of the community.

Along the way, Wang Yan frowned several times because he felt that there was something unusual about Song Zhiwen today.

I used to cling to myself, but today I was particularly clingy, and my movements were much bolder than before. I even paused for a minute to hug myself and not leave, insisting on giving her a kiss in the sky full of snowflakes!

Kissing on the face is not enough, you have to kiss on the mouth!

After a perfunctory kiss, she was still not satisfied and decided to have a French kiss!

In the end, Wang Yan refused to coddle her and walked away. After Song Zhiwen complained, she pouted and ran up to touch his arm.

He's like a follower who can't be driven away!

Wang Yan also noticed an emotion in her eyes that he had never seen before, like hesitation and encouragement, and her face would turn red from time to time.

His heart skipped a beat and he thought to himself: Isn't this Song Zhiwen in heat?

Then he put an end to this idea, it was impossible!

She has not experienced sex between men and women, so she cannot take the initiative to welcome him. Besides, Gao Lu is still at home! No matter how unbridled he is, he will not make her feel uncomfortable at her home.

The more Wang Yan thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became. It was obviously a piece of top-quality swan meat, but he couldn't eat it.

Out of his obsession with Qi Xiuquan, he had already vowed to sacrifice himself to her alone.

It’s okay if you can’t eat it, but you can’t throw it away!

Because after some time, Wang Yan will still have requests from her uncle Qi Ming.

In the eyes of Wang Weihang and others, they are the happiest people in the world as they embrace the school beauty every day, but they don't know that their lives have been suffering.

…

When she walked to the gate of the community, Song Zhiwen refused to allow Wang Yan to knock the snowflakes off her head and said happily: "Wang Yan, let's take a photo together!"

Wang Yan didn’t want to: “We meet every day, why do we need to take photos together?”

Seeing that Song Zhiwen was silent and looked aggrieved, he thought of his indifference to her along the way, and immediately echoed: "Okay, okay! Okay."

Hehe!"

Song Zhiwen immediately laughed again, picked up her Motorola phone and switched it to camera mode.

"Would you like to smile?"

Seeing Wang Yan frowning, Song Zhiwen begged.

"Ouch! Your smile is too exaggerated!"

Seeing Wang Yan's mouth wide open and winking, Song Zhiwen said angrily.

After tinkering for more than ten minutes, Song Zhiwen finally took a few satisfactory photos.

When entering the elevator, Wang Yan muttered: "We came back so late and Gao Lu didn't call you to ask. I don't think you can be our best friends for long."

Song Zhiwen hesitated for a moment, and finally whispered: "Wang Yan..., Lulu didn't come back to sleep today."

"What!"

Wang Yan opened his eyes wide and screamed strangely.

For some reason, Song Zhiwen's pretty face suddenly turned red with embarrassment, and her voice was almost inaudible as she explained: "She... said she was too tired from rehearsing these days, so she went back to the dormitory to sleep, and will come back tomorrow..."

Wang Yan was stunned and didn't speak for a long time.

Song Zhiwen didn't speak anymore, and the two people in the elevator seemed to have their own thoughts.

After hearing the news, Wang Yan's doubts finally became clear!

No wonder Gao Lu smiled so heartily before leaving!

No wonder Song Zhiwen was so clingy to herself along the way!

No wonder her face turns scarlet from time to time!

It turned out to be a premeditated plan!

Wang Yan suddenly felt that retribution was coming so quickly! Just now in the milk tea shop, he had given Lin Xiyan advice on how to possess Liu Jianan's body, but now, he had become a pawn in Gao Lu's plan!

She must have felt that her attitude towards Song Zhiwen had always been unclear, so she gave her this bad idea!

Oh shit!

If you have the guts, do it yourself!

After being angry, he fell into distress again.

what to do?

Is it possible that tonight is really what she wanted?

No, no!

Wang Yan kept having thoughts that wouldn't work, but he never thought about why it couldn't work? Why couldn't it work?

Although he had a great liking for Song Zhiwen and even had a hint of love, he still could not change Qi Xiuquan's position in his heart.

This has nothing to do with being pretty and cute, the crux lies in his obsession!

She was mediocre in her previous life, but she chose to rely on herself. Even when she was still in trouble several years after graduation, she still did not choose to stay away.

And what about yourself?

When he saw her and Lin Feng walking into the hotel, he lost his mind and walked away without giving her a chance to explain.

In the end, Lin Feng took advantage of the situation and ended up jumping to his death.

If only he could give her a chance to explain, it might change her fate...

Sometimes he wonders, is the reason why he was reborn because of this obsession?

However, now, before he met Qi Xiuquan, he had to have a relationship with another girl, and his obsession made him subconsciously resist.

Without even thinking about why I should resist?

At this time, the most real thought in Wang Yan's heart is: I have to find a way to stop him!

But the news came so suddenly, and he was so confused that he couldn't think of a solution that was neither abrupt nor natural.

For a moment, he was a little envious of women. There were at least a few days off every month that he could use as an excuse...

After Song Zhiwen finished speaking, she kept her head down and didn't notice the struggling expression on Wang Yan's face. The next second the elevator door opened, and Song Zhiwen took the lead to go out and open the door.

Seeing Wang Yan standing at the door, she took a bold look at him and said angrily: "Why don't you come in quickly?"

Wang Yan's legs suddenly went weak and he almost fell down, because this sentence had two meanings to him.

One level is for walking in, the other level is for putting it in.

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ps: Thank you to Mr. Xiudong Chunlei for your reward and support.

Just to chat, a boss mentioned something about Qi Xiuquan, saying that no matter how deeply Wang Yan fell in love, it happened in the previous life, and she had no way of knowing about it in this life. Moreover, it was mentioned again and again in the article, which made her a little annoyed.

Apologize first.

In fact, I also regret setting the flag too heavily, because this is a harem article. The heavier the flag is at the beginning, the harder it will be to explain later. Fortunately, it is still within control and will not collapse.