Rebirth of the Routine King

After leaving the bank, Wang Yan returned to Jiayuan Community first.

Originally, according to his idea, taking 200,000 yuan would be enough, but after being beaten by the security guard Lao Qin, in order to show off, he just took 1 million yuan.

Thinking that the holiday was not far away, Zhang Chao still owed a lot of money for raw materials, plus the wages and bonuses of the branch employees, so he simply took more.

After returning to the community, Wang Yan took out 100,000 in cash from his backpack and threw the backpack casually on the sofa.

He spent the afternoon at the Economic and Trade Milk Tea Main Store. After knowing that Wang Yan was coming, Song Zhiwen also came to the milk tea shop with information to review her homework. However, with Wang Yan by her side, how could she bother to read a book and hold milk tea in one hand?

, holding Wang Yan’s arm with one hand, as for the books...hehe.

Wang Yan thought she was too clingy, so he found an excuse to go to Ni Dacheng's office to brag.

Before leaving, I picked up a pot of cactus.

Then he ran to Wu Renqiang, borrowed flowers to offer to the Buddha, and left the cactus in his office.

I fucked with Wu Renqiang until school was over in the afternoon, then declined his invitation to a family dinner and drove Zhang Chao's Corolla to meet Qi Ming.

Tonight's dinner was very important, as it would determine the speed of land approval, so Wang Yan worked hard and went to the mall to buy four bottles of five-year-old Moutai, which cost more than 30,000 yuan!

Qi Ming was already numb to his lavish spending. He was just curious, where did this guy's money come from? Hasn't the two hundred thousand his brother-in-law given him already spent? Did he also give him his old capital?

Out of curiosity, he didn't ask any more questions. Who doesn't have any secrets?

Just like himself, didn't he tell Wang Yan the identity of 'Master Chu'?

Hard work pays off to the rich!

With the dual effects of money and relationships, this meal was very valuable.

The leaders of the National Development and Reform Commission made it clear that all formalities must be approved before the end of the year!

Wang Yan was not drunk tonight, but he came back late.

After a round of singing, bathing, and massage with the leader, it was already one o'clock in the morning.

Song Zhiwen sent two messages asking, but Wang Yan just told her to go to bed early and not wait for him.

But when he opened the door, Song Zhiwen was still watching "Tom and Jerry" on the sofa, while Gao Lu curled up on the sofa and fell asleep.

Seeing Wang Yan come back, Song Zhiwen looked a little aggrieved, pouted and walked over, put her hands around his waist, and gently pressed into his arms.

Wang Yan did not refuse, but said angrily: "Didn't I say I won't let you wait for me? Why are you just sitting there stupidly?"

Song Zhiwen's coquettish tone contained a hint of distress: "How many more days are you going to drink? Sister Jianan asked me to advise you, saying that drinking every day is not good for your health."

A warm current flowed through Wang Yan's heart, and he said softly: "It's almost over. There are at most two dinner parties before it's over."

Seeing Song Zhiwen's hug getting tighter, Wang Yan hurriedly pulled her away, stretched out his hand and scratched her nose, glanced at the sofa and said, "Go and wake Gao Lu up. She won't catch a cold while sleeping on the sofa."

This is a serious excuse...

Sure enough, after Wang Yan finished speaking, Song Zhiwen let go of her hand, ran to the sofa and softly called Gao Lu's name.

Gao Lu woke up quietly. When she saw Wang Yan with a smile on his face, her sleepy eyes were immediately filled with murderous intent, and she said angrily: "Why the hell are you back? How long do you want to torture me and the mosquitoes?"

?”

Wang Yan was very aggrieved: "Sister, you also know that I am busy with socializing during this period, so I won't come back~~~~ Little Mosquito disagreed, saying that he was worried that I was alone in the hotel, and was afraid that I would choke to death when I drank.

.But let me come back~~~~You said again that I tortured you. Then give me an idea, what should I do to satisfy you?"

Gao Lu didn't say anything, but stared at Wang Yan fiercely.

Wang Yan smiled apologetically again and said: "I have told Little Mosquito many times not to wait for me..."

Gao Lu interrupted in a cold voice: "Don't flatter yourself! I feel sorry for the mosquito, you think it's for you!"

Song Zhiwen helped Wang Yan speak at the side: "Lulu, Wang Yan will finish the socializing in two days. When he recovers, can I ask him to treat us to a big dinner?"

"It's not just a big meal!" Wang Yan licked his face and said with a smile: "I've been living here for so long and you don't want rent. I'm very upset about it. This way! Before the holidays, you guys think about what gifts you want, and I will definitely give it to you.

Satisfy you!"

Song Zhiwen's eyes immediately lit up after hearing this: "Really? I want you to spend the New Year with me..."

Wang Yan quickly stopped: "I'm talking about a gift. Who asked you to tell me your wishes? Besides, I still have to go home and talk to my dad! We haven't seen each other for a few months, and he doesn't know how much he misses me! You

have the heart to let me

Are we two completely different from each other?"

Song Zhiwen also knew that this wish was a bit unrealistic, so she remained silent at the moment.

Gao Lu said calmly: "Then buy a notebook! This one is not very easy to use."

Wang Yan frowned and scolded: "What are you talking about? I'm telling you Gao Lu, you'd better not tell anyone about gifts less than one hundred thousand yuan! Does Han Hao know? In this way... you

Let’s find a more expensive one.”

Gao Lu took a deep breath and pulled Song Zhiwen into the master bedroom.

"Everything I said is true, uncle, I have money now, you..."

Before Wang Yan could finish speaking, a heavy door shut blocked his heroic words.

Wang Yan didn't take it seriously either. Just when he turned around and walked towards his room, the master bedroom door opened again, and Song Zhiwen poked her head out, her eyebrows curved:

"Wang Yan, Brother Weihang, they each wrote a lyric, and I put it on your bedside. I...I also wrote a song."

After saying that, Song Zhiwen quickly closed the door with a shy look on her face.

What the hell?

It took Wang Yan several seconds to understand the meaning of Song Zhiwen's words.

He seemed to have said that he would let Wang Weihang and others develop their potential, and then hand them over to Zhou Jielun for review...

I didn’t expect these guys to really take it seriously!

By the way, you only have the ability to study to get into a junior college. Are you sure that the lyrics you write can be heard?

Thinking of Song Zhiwen saying that she had also written a poem, Wang Yan couldn't help but shook his head. She had used up all her good luck on her face. She had no talent for studying, and her handwriting was crooked. She couldn't write as well as a middle school student.

Oh! Who gives her the courage to write lyrics?

.....

When he walked into the room, Wang Yan saw a few pieces of paper on the bedside at a glance. He didn't rush to flip through it, but took the papers over casually after he took off his clothes and went to bed.

The top one was written by Dou Liang, who was as shameless as ever. His name was heavily circled in red so as not to be seen by others.

At first glance, the font seems neat...

Ruhualing...

After reading the title of the song, Wang Yan frowned and thought to himself: This guy didn't write an ancient poem for me, right?

The small bridge is leaning against the railing of the flowing water. I am at the end of the bridge,

The fallen leaves are flying and dazzling, you are at the other end of the bridge,

The breeze blows, the blue waves ripple,

A look that spans time bursts out from your eyes and mine,

At this point, love has formed a bridge between us...

I...Wang Yan couldn't help but cursed: "Is this guy mentally ill? I asked you to write lyrics, who the hell asked you to write modern poetry? The title of the song is still Ci Pai Ling...

.Can this thing be composed into music? That’s bullshit!”

After scolding, Wang Yan threw the paper to the ground and then looked at the second one.

As soon as he saw the font, Wang Yan knew that it was Wang Weihang's handwriting, because his font is very distinctive and he always likes to make the last stroke of the word slightly upward.

This guy is pretty normal, the title of the lyrics is [My Favorite Person]

The person I love most in my life,

Can you stay with me forever,

As long as you are willing,

I am willing to make any changes for you,

You haven’t picked Gesang flowers yet,

I would like to accompany you on a trip to Tibet,

You haven’t seen the sky full of yellow sand,

I have bought a ticket to go to the Sahara,

The sky in Tibet is very blue,

The clouds are also free,

Let's wander together, wandering in the painting of the sunset together...

.....

The person I love most in my life,

Can you stay with me forever,

As long as you are willing,

I am willing to make any changes for you,

You said you like big houses,

I like the romance of facing flowers,

You said you like tuberose,

I like its shyness of blooming late at night,

I just want to tell you gently,

I can accomplish all of these for you....

...

The person I love most in my life!

The person I love most in my life!

.....

Wang Yan read Wang Weihang's poem from beginning to end. Although it was a little narrated, his loyal attitude towards love could be seen between the lines. He was not like that bastard Dou Liang, damn! He was making secret glances at other girls across the bridge.

Hmm... If there is a suitable opportunity, it can be adapted into a folk song, and it will be sung as sweetly and lightly as Zhao Lei sang Chengdu. It will definitely be quite interesting.

smell.

Wang Yan casually placed Wang Weihang's manuscript on the table, and then looked at the third one...

He really didn't expect that Wen Xiaoshan would dare to write a poem to himself. With curiosity, Wang Yan glanced around:

Ah! Beautiful girl!

You look so good-looking!

Like a blooming rose.

Ah! Beautiful girl!

...

Wang Yan only read two sentences and was so shocked that he was so shocked that he was so shocked that he was so shocked that he was so shocked!

He hurriedly threw the paper on the ground, and couldn't help complaining to Wen Xiaoshan: If we don't have the diamond, we will be holding the porcelain and living! You are only suitable for fighting and killing...

After smoking a cigarette to regain his mood, Wang Yan mustered up the courage to pick up the fourth piece of paper.

It was written by Pan Yafei.

The title of the song is quite domineering, it's called "Jiang Men", and it seems to have been influenced by his own "Long Men".

He is just a soldier,

I have longed for the battlefield since I was a child,

For this dream,

He has high morale every day,

...

As Wang Yan recited it, he couldn't help but hum it. After humming it, he recited it again.

Well...yes, the artistic conception expressed in the lyrics is very similar to this guy's unyielding character. If there is a chance in the future, it can be composed into a rap.

Wang Yan put Pan Yafei's manuscript and Wang Weihang's manuscript together, and took another one casually.

Huh?

Wu Xin actually wrote a song?

Looking at the neat and elegant handwriting, Wang Yan thought it must have been dictated by Wu Xin and written by Liu Jianan.

The lyrics are called [Sunshine]

After seeing this word, Wang Yan's heart ached inexplicably. How much courage does this weak-looking girl have to have to dare to face her own shortcomings?

They say sunlight is red,

It can make roses more delicate,

They say sunlight is yellow,

The chrysanthemums in autumn will be more brilliant,

They say sunlight is colorful,

You can draw colorful rainbows in the sky~~~

...

And I know the sun is warm,

It allows me to take off my bloated winter clothes,

I also know that sunshine is happy,

It can make the corners of my mouth rise freely~~~

...

Does the sun come in bunches?

Still swaying piece by piece,

Whenever I try to open my eyes,

There is always a dark curtain covering my eyes,

Whenever I want to take a look at my lover

His face is erratic and distant~~~~

...

Does the sun come in bunches?

Still swaying piece by piece,

Actually my dream is not big,

I just want to take a look at this river and mountains...

.....

Does the sun come in bunches?

Still swaying piece by piece,

In fact, my dream is not small,

I just want to watch the one I love grow old...

.....

After reading it, Wang Yan's eyes were filled with tears. Wu Xin's life in the previous life was too miserable.

He became blind due to illness at the age of three. At the age of twelve, he followed Wu Chen to the shopping mall to hunt for food. During the days of living in a bridge cave, he was full of food and wind and frost.

Later, after Wu Chen finally got involved, she was humiliated by two gangsters in turn for several hours.

After his brother Wu Chen learned about it, he refused to listen to the persuasion and used a sharp knife to kill the two gangsters and rebuild them. A year later, he was also executed by firing squad.

The day before the shooting, Wang Yan went to visit him. He knelt down and cried and begged Wang Yan to take care of Wu Xin. Wang Yan also agreed with tears. However, when he came to the rental house, Wu Xin had already tied up with a thin rope.

He lived a young and suffering life.

This pair of miserable brothers and sisters escaped from the suffering of the world on the same day.

In this life, when Wang Yan accidentally met these brothers and sisters, he immediately took them under his wings. Even for one more minute, Wang Yan didn't want Wu Xin to suffer.

Although Wu Xin's death in the previous life had nothing to do with him, he still felt guilty for not being able to take Wu Xin over in advance...

The past is like smoke,

Wang Yan wiped his tears and gently stacked Wu Xin's manuscript on top of Pan Yafei. He had already made up his mind to prepare for Wu Xin's surgery after the Chinese New Year. Even if he went bankrupt, he would first save Wu Xin.

The mind’s eye is healed!

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ps: Thank you for your support, I am not quite the leading actor.