Favored by wealthy families: Overlord only loves his little wife

Now that the military training has not yet started, Ye Linglan chatted with Zhao Yu for a while and heard him say: "By the way, the class just issued a notice in the morning, our college is holding a welcome party and we are calling hosts and actors. Are you interested?" ?”

"Do you have any?" Ye Linglan asked him back.

"Yes," Zhao Yu said, "You see, I have a good voice, I sing well, I sing well, and I look handsome, and I want to improve at the end of the semester. I heard from my seniors that it's best to participate in activities like this. If you can't participate, you have to participate if you want to make a bad move."

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

Ye Linglan looked at him with some helplessness: "Then I, have a chorus with you? I don't know how to host or 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 similar to that of playing chess. She has no professional training and she will end up in trouble if she doesn't get out of tune. Zhao Yu is better than him in this aspect. When singing at KTV at a class reunion, Zhao Yu can fascinate at least ten people with a single song. girl.

As for hosting, at most he knew that the voice should be louder when hosting.

The military training in the afternoon was pretty good, and for Ye Linglan, who is used to the scorching sun, it was like playing. When he went home with Wen Xingying at night, he was still alive and well. Wen Xingying sat on the sofa in the bedroom and asked him: " Do you want a massage tonight?"

"No need!" Ye Linglan took off her coat and changed into a pair of pajama pants, before laying down on the bed.

Wen Xingying nodded and said nothing more.

"By the way, Brother Wen," Ye Linglan said lying on the bed with her eyes closed, "I saw a picture of your mother today, she is very beautiful."

"My mother's photo?" Wen Xingying looked at him suspiciously, "Where did you see it?"

"In my uncle's room, I played with him in the morning to play with the military flag, and saw a group 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, she slipped her tongue!

"Album?" Wen Xingying's eyebrows creased two more, "What album?"

"That's right, the one in your photo..." Ye Linglan opened her eyes and looked at him guiltily, whispering.

"That," Wen Xingying looked away lightly, "Look at it as you like, but don't show it to me."

Ye Linglan stuck out her tongue, thought for a while and said, "Oh, I also saw a photo of your elder brother, he looks really handsome, exactly like Uncle."

"My elder brother?" Wen Xingying turned his gaze to him again, "Wen Jingying?"

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

"Really." This time, the coldness in Wen Xingying's eyes made Ye Linglan's heart tremble. He didn't speak any more, stood up and went to the closet to start picking up 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, turned around and looked at him: "Wen Jingying will come over two months later, on my father's birthday, and I can introduce you to him then." After speaking, she took her pajamas and went into the bathroom.

"..." Ye Linglan blinked her eyes, when did she say she was going to see Wen Jingying?He's eating... no... hey wait a minute...

Ye Linglan finally realized that Wen Xingying was upset about something.

There are pictures of two sons and two women pasted in Father Wen's room, among them, Wen Xingying's mother should be the main wife. The problem here is...

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

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

Wen Xingying sat on the sofa and looked up at him, but said nothing. Ye Linglan dried him up and sat back beside him. After thinking about it, she still hugged him and buried her head in his arms.

He opened his mouth softly and said, "Brother Wen, can you tell me about my mother?"

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

Wen Xingying didn't answer immediately, the scene of being with her mother when she was a child appeared in her mind, she thought for a long time before she said: "My mother is American, she is very beautiful, my father was very busy when I was young, and it was my mother who took care of me , took me to play everywhere, and then I went to school, and every time I took the exam, I was No.1 in the class, which made her very happy, and then when I was eight years old, my mother got cancer and passed away."

Wen Xingying whispered, but his thoughts had already drifted away, and he flew to the distant past. Even after more than 20 years, those days with his mother were still clearly visible. He knew that he would never forget it in his life.

When she was young, Wen Xingying liked to snuggle up to her mother. Hearing her use substandard Chinese words, Wen Xingying is very good-looking, and she will definitely attract girls when she grows up.

When he goes to sleep at night, he always likes to get into his mother's arms, and his mother will hug him, pat him gently with her hands, and sing him a lullaby from his hometown.

Later, when he went to school, he was the monitor of the class. Every time he took the exam, he was No.1 in the class. He came home with a certificate of three good students and top ten on campus. His mother would always pick him up and turn around, saying that he was really great. up.

My father was not present at the birthday party. He asked my mother where my father had gone. My mother said that my father was very busy and was busy earning money for us to support us. We must be considerate of him.

Later, my mother got cancer, and it was only a few months after she was diagnosed and died. She took Wen Xingying's hand and said, "Mom can't be with you anymore. You have to grow up quickly, study hard, and honor your father." .

The little boy was crying in front of his mother's hospital bed, his small body trembling, calling for his mother, but he could no longer see her smiling face...

……

Ye Linglan waited for a long time but did not wait for him to continue, she looked up 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 has never seen such a fool, just a few words, and it's over? ?
"Okay, I'm tired, let's sleep..."

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

Wen Xingying: "..."

Then Ye Linglan stood up and strode towards the cabinet to take out the photo album that Wen's father gave him at noon, then strode back to the original place 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 helplessly to the boy beside him, "Didn't I tell you not to show it to me?" ?”

"Hmph, I didn't show it to you," Ye Linglan lowered her head, "I want to watch it myself. Look at how good-looking you were when you were young, and you looked even better when you smiled. How could you smile so cute back then? !"

Wen Xingying originally wanted to keep silent, but after listening too much, he finally sighed softly, looked at the pictures of his childhood, and asked him: "Do you know why I smile when I take these pictures?"

"Why?" Ye Linglan turned to him.

"Because my mother took these photos for me. When I was young, she liked to take me to play around, and she especially liked to take pictures of me. She said that I am very photogenic, especially when I smile."

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

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

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

"Wow..." Ye Linglan looked at the photos from the two albums together, and was so excited, "It's so beautiful!"

Wen Xingying didn't take a look at his own photos, but just kept looking at his mother. Many of the photos here were taken by his mother before he had him. She was more beautiful and charming then.

Ye Linglan almost didn't stop talking non-stop every time he looked at a photo, Wen Xingying kept silent, he couldn't remember the last time he looked at this photo album, this time, every photo went through It was as if a thousand words were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't speak.

The two of them saw Ye Linglan yawning until finally he 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 put away the photo album and lay on the bed. Ye Linglan went to lie beside him, Turn off the lights.

Wen Xingying had already fallen asleep, and his breathing became very steady. Ye Linglan quietly looked at his peaceful sleeping face, wondering when he would be able to smile at herself as beautifully as in the photo.

The next two days of military training will continue to listen to lectures for one and a half hours in the morning, followed by the training of stopping the transfer method, walking in unison, stepping forward, taking a break, and standing at attention.

During the intermission, Zhao Yu told Ye Linglan that he was going to interview the host at noon, and the program had to go through a review before deciding whether he could perform at the welcome party.

Ye Linglan lowered her voice and asked him, "Have you memorized the questions about military knowledge?"

Zhao Yu said: "Recite, it's a piece of cake."

The military training at the university is very different from the middle school and high school in Ye Linglan's impression. Of course, the written test is one of them. You have to memorize the relevant questions in the military knowledge book and answer the paper in the afternoon.

At noon, Ye Linglan and Zhao Yu came to Room 103 of Wenhan Building. A boy sitting at the door who seemed to be in a higher grade than them looked up at them and said, "Are you here to interview the host?"

"Yes." Ye Linglan said.

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

Ye Linglan didn't understand his words for a while, Zhao Yu behind him held back a smile and asked: "Senior, do you still want to participate in the interview if you look pleasing to your eyes?"

"Of course," the boy said casually, "we still have to go through the cutscenes, the hosting skills are the most important, understand? It's just that I think you are pleasing to the eye and can give you some points."

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

In fact, he really wanted to say that he was quite pleasing to the eyes of this senior, because he was very handsome, and it would not be too much to describe him as "star-eyed, sword-like brows, with a nose like courage", but he dared not say such suspected molesting words .

The two walked into the classroom, and there were already more than a dozen people sitting in it. In the second row, there were three people with notebooks on the table in front of them. They looked like judges. One of the girls smiled at them and said, "You can find any Sit down, it starts at 12:30." 
"Yes." Zhao Yu pulled Ye Linglan to sit in the last row.

After disbanding at night, Ye Linglan got into Wen Xingying's car and threw herself on top of him, hugging him with both hands.

"...What's wrong?" Wen Xingying's arms were bound, so he could only raise his hand to pat his forearm.

"Do you know how tired I am this day?" Ye Linglan looked miserable, "What's even more irritating is that I will be so tired for at least seven days, no, ten days, twenty days, one month!"

"What happened?" Wen Xingying asked.

Although Ye Linglan usually complained that military training was tiring, it was the first time that he was so tired. He didn't answer Wen Xingying's words, but hugged him and didn't let go, which made Wen Xingying unable to drive, so he had to sit here with him .