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chapter 42(1/2)

When Song Xiaobao saw Wei Qian, he was like a mouse meeting a cat, and his face showed a kind of despair of "the deadline was approaching".

Old Mrs. Song picked up a page of paper on the ground, jumped three feet high and shot herself in front of Wei Qian, and shouted at him at the top of her voice: "Look! It's so unreasonable! Who are these people? Oh, what are you all taught in your school? Tell me who this is, I'll ask him to go to me!"

Wei Qian took it and read it together, and he was immediately laughed and cried.

The handed over by Mrs. Song is undoubtedly a love letter.

As for how Mrs. Song, who doesn't recognize words, it's up to the love letter producer. He creatively drew a piece of 32-open paper, which is simply the kind of "tabble" model that elementary school teachers often ask children to run.

At the top is a huge title "Give Song Xiaobao". Outside, it strangely circled it with some kind of clumsy hand-painted similar to a tree vine, and also used a watercolor pen to dye different colors... Wei Qian didn't know if this person wanted to show the effect of a circle of neon lights.

There is a big peach heart pierced by an arrow in the lower left corner, and on the right are two villains, a man and a woman...

Old Mrs. Song pointed at the two villains, jumping like an old hen: "I'm still kissing!"

Compared with its cumbersome form, the content of the love letter is very concise and easy to understand. The main text is just one line: Song Lili, you are a great beauty, I like you very much.

The causes and consequences are clearly explained without any hesitation.

Finally, as if in order to show his literary and artistic literacy, this young man used the snarky "art characters" to draw two lines of ancient poems that he copied from but didn't know where he copied them. He couldn't understand them very much, which made people confused.

On the left is "If you come back again, if you don't forget each other, put a glass of wine and pour the soil of the slave's grave", on the right is "The world will last forever and sometimes end, and this hatred will last forever."

Okay... This is the rhythm of separation from life and death.

Wei Qian knew that he should remain serious, but he couldn't help laughing. The corners of his mouth trembled between depression and laughter for a while and couldn't find the frequency. He felt that his expression was probably closer to a grim smile from the visual effect.

However, immediately, he inevitably remembered the magazine he found in Xiaoyuan's room again, and finally he was not in the mood to mock this love letter that "Youth feelings are all poems."

He finally turned into a bitter smile, looked at Wei Zhiyuan with a bad look, and said to him: "Don't watch the fun here, you should do whatever you should do. As for you..."

He turned to Old Lady Song.

Old Mrs. Song roared: "Just do this every day when you go to school! I think you should stop studying this as soon as possible!"

Wei Qian took a step back and sighed: "Can you calm down for a while? Scream me in the face."

Old Mrs. Song also realized that her shell trajectory had deviated from the target route, so she immediately turned to Song Xiaobao, who had her neck and shoulders shrank, and continued to roar: "No, today you must give me an explanation, are you going to study or have a partner!"

In fact, Xiaobao is serious this time, and she doesn't know which folk master this stupid tabloid madman is. She is carrying her backpack behind her and is squeezed around in school when she is out of school. Someone is stuffing things into her bag while she is not paying attention. How could she notice it?

Although her vanity and curiosity inevitably made her feel rippling when she saw it, she thought that she was just a surprise within the normal range and was definitely not as exaggerated as her grandmother said.

However, even though grandma beat her with a broom bump, Xiaobao was still not afraid of the old lady, but was more afraid of the elder brother. She looked at Wei Qian's expression and explained humbly: "I don't. I really don't know who put it in my bag."

Old Mrs. Song insisted: "This is definitely not the first time! No, I want to go to your school to find your teacher."

Song Xiaobao: "Oh Grandma, I will never be ashamed to be a human being in school in the future!"

Old Mrs. Song's open and closed mouth is similar to the iron-toothed bronze teeth of Amazon piranha. Her speech speed is so fast that people can't catch her lips: "If you don't go to school and have nothing to do, you will have the right to be a human being? I tell you Song Lili, this is a matter of style in the past. Do you know that style is a big deal? If you are a hooligan, the court can judge you!"

Song Xiaobao was a little anxious: "I said I didn't!"

Old Lady Song: "Then why don't you write for others to write for you? You must have problems yourself!"

Facing the unreasonable grandma, Song Xiaobao had to yell and speak nonsense: "He looks at mung beans, but I don't know!"

Old Mrs. Song keenly caught her grammatical problem: "Oh, you finally told the truth, right? The turtle looked at mung beans? He looked at her face, right?"

Song Xiaobao; “…”

When she talks or writes essays, whenever she wants to quote allusions, idioms or idioms, nine out of ten times, she has been talking nonsense. She has never thought it was a big deal, and she always mocked herself that this is a creative use, but this time she finally buried herself with creativity.

Seeing that she had no intention of repentance, Old Mrs. Song rolled up her sleeves and planned to do something gentleman could not speak anymore. Wei Qian calmly stepped forward to stop him and said to her grandmother: "Don't you still have to get up early tomorrow? Go to bed early. I told her... OK, it's not that serious. You can get high blood pressure after getting angry - come with me."

Thanks to Wei Zhiyuan's blessing, Wei Qian's eyes now nothing seems to be so serious.

Song Xiaobao looked at the tabloid in his elder brother's hand with hatred, and decided to ask her to find out who this idiot author is and must break up with him.

Xiaobao walked into the bedroom of the eldest brother's teaching director's office, closed the door and began to express his grievances. He explained his itinerary all day, and made reasonable speculations on how this inexplicable love letter was stuffed into her schoolbag. Finally, he swears to the sky to express his position: "I really have no early love! I really don't know what's going on, grandma is just wronging me!"

After saying that, she observed her elder brother's reaction anxiously: "...Brother?"

Wei Qian kept lowering his head, as if listening to her, but Xiaobao knew that he could not be so patient and that he would not be so distracted from talking for a long time.

Wei Qian was called back by her, and suddenly looked up, and said, "Is this a man who wrote you?"

Xiaobao thought there was something wrong with his ear, so he couldn't help but stretch his neck and asked blankly: "Ah?"

Wei Qian: "Did the male classmate write it for you?"

Xiaobao felt that he had entered the wrong channel and said inexplicably: "Then, that should be right, right? Otherwise?"

Wei Qian was sadly aware that he was really angry at all, and even felt a vague sense of comfort that "Thank God, just be a man."

He twisted his fingers, thought about smoking again, and waved at Song Xiaobao weakly: "Okay, I understand, you go, there is no, I believe you will not be the case this time."

Song Xiaobao was released from the world by amnesty. Before leaving, she found that Wei Qian took out the cigarette box again. She paused and couldn't help but say more: "Brother, the doctor said that you should smoke less, and he also said that your lungs have become lung tablets for couples."

Wei Qian said angrily: "Get out quickly, you can make less trouble. Let me live for two more years better than anything else."

Wait...What does "you" mean?

Song Xiaobao's ears were erect, and he felt as if he had heard some amazing inside information - was her gentle, respectful, frugal and kind all year round, just like a benchmark in inspirational texts, and was also in trouble?

When she thought of this, she felt indescribably filled her mood, and a feeling of gloating arises in her heart.

Since she ran away from home once, her classmates have become more and more broad-minded... The abbreviation is called "skinny and shameless". Seeing that the eldest brother didn't pursue the matter, she quickly gave some sunshine and became brighter again.

With this splendor, her words in her heart were like the intestines of birds, and they couldn't hold them in for too long.

On Saturday the next day, Xiaobao found a more professional dance teacher with the recommendation of Sister Xiong. He started learning like that, so he had to catch the bus to the teacher's place early in the morning. She took Wei Zhiyuan's bicycle to the bus stop.

On the way, Xiaobao laughed and sold her dear brother.

Song Xiaobao: "Second brother, what have you been causing trouble recently? Can you tell me that we will have a long experience together?"

Wei Zhiyuan realized that his kingly spy was coming to report the situation, so he calmly evaded and then changed the topic: "What can I do? Didn't you scold me last night?"

"Ah haha, there is no at all." Song Xiaobao sat in the back seat and shook, "I was so scared that my legs were cramped last night, but I was so easy to talk to."

Then, before Wei Zhiyuan could ask, she consciously learned the causes and consequences of the incident.

Finally, Song Xiaobao summarized the lyrics: "Actually, I think something was wrong with my brother yesterday. Shen'er was not at home. Later, he asked me a particularly funny thing."

Wei Zhiyuan: "What did he ask you?"

Song Xiaobao: "He asked me if the man who wrote me love letters was a man, and what was it not a man? How fresh is this... Ouch!"

Wei Zhiyuan's bicycle shivered and the bicycle turned directly into a pit on the side of the road. Fortunately, he had excellent driving skills. He stretched out his feet and rode out again, but he didn't drop Song Xiaobao in.

Song Xiaobao patted his chest and said with lingering fear: "I'm scared to death, I'm scared to death, what are you doing, second brother?"

Wei Zhiyuan stretched out his feet to support his bicycle and said simply: "It's here, the car is here, go quickly."

When Song Xiaobao saw that it was indeed the bus she was going to take, she immediately took the station without any time to investigate. She picked up her schoolbag and jumped out of the bus, and ran over like a wild dog that had run away.

Wei Zhiyuan was thrillingly maintaining his composure, but his palms were soaked in cold sweat.

He suddenly understood where the abnormality of his elder brother the day before, but he was so proud that he even took the risk of kissing him secretly!

Then... did the elder brother feel it or not?

When Wei Zhiyuan thought of the loopholes he left, his scalp was tingling.

The question is how did the elder brother discover it?

This is not right.

In the following days, Wei Zhiyuan did not dare to act rashly, until a week later, Mr. Zhang came to inform him that the pre-sale certificate could be obtained within one month.

The three shareholders were about to do a phased work summary soon. Wei Qian thought he was almost well, so he rushed to another place and Wei Zhiyuan found an opportunity.

When it was late at night, Wei Zhiyuan sneaked into Wei Qian's room alone, searched up and down, and finally found the deadly magazine in a bottom drawer.

As one of the few books he had opened and opened, Wei Zhiyuan recognized it at a glance.

Wei Zhiyuan didn't understand how this thing escaped the carpet-style search of his deceased clan and race. What's even more incredible is that he was so coincidental that he searched several times and didn't find anything he had found on his territory. He just hit his brother in his hand.

Wei Zhiyuan restored everything, and a sentence finally flashed through his mind, which was enough to describe his current mood-

Yiah, this is the crime of heaven’s destruction of our Chu, not the crime of war!

After Wei Qian left, he didn't come back until he was about to submit his paper. He hurriedly made a series of things to hand in the paper defense and ran away again.

And that time, even though he had been back for so two days, he actually brought gifts to everyone.

You should know that Wei Qian's dictionary does not have the word "gift" at all, so when Wei Zhiyuan took the basketball signed by a star with both hands that he was not interested in knowing who it was, he was completely surprised.

But Wei Zhiyuan turned his head and found that his elder brother was observing his reaction with some tentative eyes. The boy quickly showed a slightly innocent smile to comfort him, pretending that he was surprised and liked him very much.

At the same time, Wei Zhiyuan understood in his heart that his elder brother didn't know how to draw this conclusion, thinking that he had lacked love and embarked on the "evil road".

The continuous family conflicts seemed to have caused a significant blow to Wei Qian, and he tried to improve his image as a dictator at home.

When Xiaobao was jumping around in the house wearing the new clothes brought back by Wei Qian, Wei Zhiyuan watched as Wei Qian broke up his frown eyebrows and tried hard to show a kind attitude.

...Although he may have a wrong understanding of "kindness", he looks like "smile but not smile", as if he is ready to stand up at any time and sarcastically as usual.

Song Xiaobao was already used to her brother's bad face and sarcasm, and kept waiting, but she didn't wait until she finally didn't get used to it.

Before Wei Qian picked up his bag and left again, Xiaobao walked up and asked in a slanderous manner: "Brother, why didn't you say anything to me when you are back this time?"

Wei Qian: "What did I say to you? What are you doing?"
To be continued...
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