The Ghostbuster and the Almighty Man

"He has his own family." Wei Yan said, seeing that Zheng Quzhi was still curious, and he sighed: "His mother was entangled in dirt when she was pregnant with him. When I rescued his mother, his mother was just right. Gave birth to him. So his mother asked me for a name."

"Ah...so he is not from Wei Zhai?" Zheng Quzhi suddenly realized.

Wei Yan denied him again: "No, I'm from Wei Zhai."

After a pause, he said slowly: "My descendants."

Uh? ? ?

Uh uh uh? ? ? ?

Zheng Quzhi was dumbfounded: "Your son?"

Hearing this, Wei Yan frowned: "No, it's my apprentice, the inheritor of those techniques."

"Ah... so... why didn't you see him come to Wei's house? I haven't met him yet! I can be regarded as his teacher...mother...?" Zheng Quzhi touched his nose, a little embarrassed.

"Previously, I only asked Qi Ye to give him a few books." Wei Yan reached out and took off Zheng Quzhi's nose, and after squeezing it, he paused for a moment and then said: "He is still underage. I still need to study. I discussed with his parents and taught him when he is an adult."

"Oh." Zheng Quzhi nodded, looking thoughtful. I didn't expect Wei Yan to have serious descendants...Is that a godson? After thinking about it carefully, it seemed that there were no people around him.

Except for Lian Liankan, what else does he have?

And Wei Yan, he has an entire Wei residence, Cai Qi, Qi Nian You Youyou, and Luo Xingtong. The relationship with Luo Xingtong’s parents seems to be okay...

Ah, no, his relationship with Lin Niansi can be regarded as a major breakthrough, but he disappeared for two months, and he didn't know where he went.

"Zheng Quzhi?" Seeing Zheng Quzhi suddenly in a daze, Wei Yan frowned slightly, his face a little unhappy. In just a few seconds, with lightning and thunder, Wei Yan's wood-like head suddenly flashed, and he lowered his head with a smile, "Are you jealous?"

"What jealous..." Zheng Quzhi rolled his eyes: "I'm jealous! I'm so jealous of you. Fortunately, my mother has turned you into mine. Otherwise, being so good and not jealous will make me mentally distorted!"

With that said, the haze in my heart dissipated a lot.

Yes, now Wei Yan is his own, isn't Wei Yan's his? What is the difference between two people...

Wei Yan pursed his lips and looked down at Zheng Quzhi for a long while. Seeing that he really didn't look like something was going on, he didn't know if he was relieved or was completely taken aback.

Yao Li had already gone far, Zheng Quzhi glanced around and pulled Wei Yan: "Or let's find the other two people."

"Hmm." Wei Yan replied vaguely, letting Zheng Quzhi drag himself to walk outside.

It's actually early, and it's not completely dark yet, and there are countless students walking around on campus. The playground is the most crowded, and there is a group of energetic boys playing basketball.

Zheng Quzhi saw that Liao Yin at a glance. He was tall, his skin was tanned by the sun, and his laughter was the brightest, allowing people to focus on him at a glance.

There were a lot of girls cheering nearby, and Zheng Quzhi dragged Wei Yan to make up the number.

"Wei Yan, can you play?" Zheng Quzhi asked suddenly after watching for a long time.

Wei Yan was silent for a few seconds, then nodded: "Understand a little."

Hearing that, Zheng Quzhi laughed, and took Wei Yan's shoulders proudly and said: "It doesn't matter, brother teaches you!"

As soon as the voice fell, there was a loud noise on the basketball court. Zheng Quzhi raised his eyes and looked over, only to see a somewhat unsightly boy fell to the ground, it seems that he was knocked to the ground while playing basketball.

In the process of playing basketball, this situation is very common.

"Is it okay?" Zheng Quzhi walked over with a concerned expression on his face.

"Teacher." Liao Yin's face was panic: "He seems to have some problems with his feet. I'll send him to the infirmary!"

"Hmm." Zheng Quzhi nodded and gave a place to the side.

Wei Yan stood still, staring indifferently at the boy who was grinning with pain, and the expression on his face was a little cold.

"Wei Yan?" Zheng Quzhi bumped him.

Wei Yan looked as if he had just recovered, and moved aside, but his eyes were still fixed on the boy, his thin lips pressed tightly, as if he was an enemy in the past.

Liao Yin had already left behind his back, and the people around the basketball court dispersed. Zheng Quzhi stared at Wei Yan for a long time, but couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong? That boy has a problem?"

Wei Yan came back to his senses, lowered his eyes to hide his emotions, and said in a low voice: "No, maybe I think too much."

After speaking, strode in the other direction.

Zheng Quzhi frowned, looked at the direction where Liao Yin had left, and then at Wei Yan, not knowing what Wei Yan meant by thinking too much.

But the appearance of Wei Yan's guard just now is rare. Wei Yan is a somewhat arrogant person. In the past, he bowed his head and watched everything. No matter how terrible things Zheng Quzhi saw, he would be fine.

Only when facing Shen Bi, he said something interesting.

But now, Wei Yan is in a defensive state directly...

"Zheng Quzhi." From a distance, Wei Yan finally found that Zheng Quzhi hadn't followed. He stood there with his eyes calm and called Zheng Quzhi's name. Only at this time, the ice under his eyes slowly melted, revealing the gentleness inside.

"Here." Zheng Quzhi cheered up, suppressed those doubts, and ran to Wei Yan's side with a smile: "Then let's do it now..."

In the sunset, the backs of the two people gradually elongated.

***

Female dormitory building in the third district of high school——

Yao Li curled up in the quilt carefully, holding a small flashlight in her hand, leaning on the faint light to look at the knowledge points in the notes. She didn't dare to read it out loud, let alone expose a ray of light.

The people in the dormitory are still awake, some are chatting quietly.

Yao Li listened attentively, but she heard that they were chewing other people's tongue again.

"That Wang Yaoyao in our class is really a nerd!"

"Yes, yes! I heard someone in her dormitory say that she was still reading at night in the middle of the night! Don't mention hard work!" The tone was sour or disgusting, it was full of mockery.

"What's the use of hard work?" Another female voice also said in a disdainful tone: "Isn't it also the second-to-last place in our class in the last exam? A nerd has a shit! Not as good as Yao Li in our class, people don't work hard. , Don’t you still take the top three?"

"Yes, yes!"

"And that Wang Yaoyao keeps her notes strictly every time, who would like to read it..."

Yao Li lowered her eyelids, looking at her dense notes, a burst of resentment gradually surged in her heart. She doesn't work hard? How dare she not work hard!