Today is also a day that I don't want to be cannon fodder

Hearing this slut, Wen Yan raised his eyebrows and glanced at the arrogant Pei Jia with complicated eyes. He really didn't understand why this kind of person would be so arrogant.

Obviously, apart from the protagonist's aura, he can't do anything well.His face turned indifferent for a moment, he lowered his head and let out a low sneer, he didn't care about the pretendingly pitiful Pei Jia and walked directly to the position he had assigned earlier.

Just sitting down, Wen Yan stretched his waist, the corners of his eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling were slightly raised with the smile, and his thin lips were slightly parted to say something, but before he could make a sound, there was suddenly a sobbing sound behind him.

Picking up the dish closest to him with his fingers, he tasted it carefully. His long and curled eyelashes trembled for a few seconds. Then Wen Yan raised his head and looked at Mu Xuan who was full of expectations. He nodded with a smile and gave him an affirmative answer: "Very tasty."

Mu Xuan's ear tips were so red as if they were being burned, he touched his nose and tried to control the brighter smile on his face to maintain his aloof personality: "It's good that senior likes it."

"Do you usually cook at home?" Wen Yan was a little curious that his cooking skills could be compared to a five-star chef. After all, in his understanding, these gangsters shouldn't be doing anything serious except talking to the subject every day. .

But culinary art, even if it is a gifted talent, has to rely on continuous accumulation later on, and it cannot be done overnight.

"...Also, it's okay. I can do it myself when I have time." Mu Xuan smiled brighter than a flower, her clean eyes looked at the person she liked obediently like a large dog, and her tone was even stronger. Quickly, "Senior... want to learn?"

If Wen Yan wanted to learn how to cook, he would have a reason to come to Wen Yan's house to look for him often, so that he could better understand what kind of person this seemingly mysterious Wen Yan was.

Darkness quickly flashed across his eyes, Wen Yan blinked and stared suspiciously at Mu Xuan, who seemed to have changed his expression just now, and had to wonder if he was dazzled.

"Forget it. Cooking is not suitable for me." With a slight smile, Wen Yan leaned lazily on the back of the chair, his eyes raised slightly, and his tone became more flat, "I'll just try it and make a show, right? ?"

Wen Yan looked in the director's direction. He definitely didn't dislike the dishes on this table, but he loved his fried chicken more than the dishes on this table.

The director nodded like a chicken pecking at rice when he received Wen Yan's eyes, until Wen Yan looked away, the tightly stretched fat finally relaxed, and his head was sweating profusely.

This extremely difficult meal was finally finished, Wen Yan half-lyed on the sofa and stared at Pei Jia who was clearing the table, always feeling that this person would cause something big.

Sure enough, he only received half of the packing, and Wen Yan watched as at least three of his dishes were broken... His face turned cold, but he didn't go out to stop him even after that, he could even imagine that if he went out Now, what will happen to the already bad public commentary on him.

At this time, Wen Yan seriously considered whether to really work hard to open the business, at least not to the point of being so cold that he would die if he was stepped on, but thinking about facing the possibly crazy fans after opening, he couldn't help but fight. A shudder, touching the already cold arm.

Quietly picked up the phone, and before the scolding on the Internet subsided, he posted a Weibo, and he was expecting their reaction.

[Wen Yan V: I also want to do business, but I don't have the resources. 】

If these words are really literal, they can also read several completely different meanings. The fans who were stimulated by the "idiot" incident last time did not rush to grab hot reviews in the first place, but spent more than ten years. Doing math problems with perseverance to think, it turns out that I still can't get the thoughts in Wen Yan's little head.

[Zai Zai hurry up and look at mom: ...I always feel like you are implying something, but I dare not say it...]

[Today, I am still a lemon essence: yes...including the idiot last time, although what Xiao Yanyan said was just a comment, but combined with the hot searches at that time, I always feel that the taste of ridicule is overweight (cough cough cough)]

[Wen Yan V replied that I am still a lemon essence today: Guess what?Blink.jpg]

[Crazy for you, crazy for you, hitting a big wall for you: So what does this mean, Xiao Yan, are you going to open in the future? !I can, I really can!As long as you are open, even if I can't afford it, I will take you forward! 】

[Wen Yan V replied that he was crazy about you and hit a big wall for you: No, buy according to actual needs, this is the most basic principle, be good. 】

The interaction was quite happy. Only then did Wen Yan realize that the group under his Weibo was different from that of other celebrities. After exiting his own page and clicking on Shiyu's homepage, he could see it by opening any Weibo. Slipping around the support club, and thinking about the fact that I took people with basically different names, I feel a little sour for no reason.

But if he really wanted him to organize a support club or something, he was unwilling.After all, it would be too troublesome to manage like this, and it is just fans who come to see him from time to time, there is no need to regard him as the whole of life.

Originally, I planned to talk to Shi Yu about how to be a good star, but after eating fried chicken and drinking milk tea, Wen Yan turned around and completely forgot about it. He scratched his head while watching the anime. Scratching your head, there is always a feeling in your heart that you have forgotten something.

Until the hour hand pointed to the word two, the mobile phone placed on the table rang suddenly, his black eyes blinked lightly, and Wen Yan suddenly remembered what he had forgotten.

Two days ago, I promised my junior to go back to school to help with the debate! ! !

The flustered Wen Yan quickly picked up the phone. At the beginning, there was a series of apologies and he didn't give the person on the other side a chance to speak. It wasn't until he finished speaking that the boy on the opposite side said a few words helplessly.

Wen Yan nodded hurriedly, only to realize that he could not be seen on the other side after clicking, a trace of embarrassment flashed across his face, he hastily added a good word, rushed to the room as if he had grown scuds, and picked up a set of morning clothes. Just change into the well-matched clothes neatly.

He locked the door of his room to ensure that no one who needed to be in his house in the afternoon could open it. He went downstairs to the director and explained that he had something to do in the afternoon and needed to leave. The director agreed with Wen even though he frowned. Yan.

After all, Wen Yan was not a guest on the show. As someone who was invited suddenly, it was normal for him to leave temporarily.

After saying hello, Wen Yan was about to pick up the car keys and snatch the door, but Sheng Fan didn't know when he came out of the kitchen before reaching the door. He raised his eyebrows at Wen Yan: "Why, what? Where are you going?"

"I have something to go out for a while." Wen Yan answered directly while bending over to put on his shoes. At this time, he was too lazy to go around in circles with Sheng Fan. If this person really wanted to know, he could find out even if he didn't say anything.

"In a hurry?"

"A little bit," Wen Yan put his hands on the doorknob before speaking, "Boss Sheng, please don't let Pei Jia go up to the second floor."

He didn't want his private space to smell of nasty people.

Wen Yan didn't hear Sheng Fan's answer, so Wen Yan ran away directly, leaving only the other party with dark eyes standing by the door, looking as if he was thinking about something, and finally smiled lightly.

Wen Yan is much more interesting than he imagined.

Hurry up quickly but luckily he caught up, Wen Yan wiped off the sweat from his forehead, he breathed a sigh of relief and walked to the side of his junior whom he hadn't seen for a long time, his tone was calm: "What topic did you get?"

"Falling in love is easy but getting along is difficult." Luo Yun's expression was complicated, he stretched out his hand to pinch his sore neck, staring seriously at the confident gentleness all over his body.

"Senior, do you have any good debate ideas?"

"Tell me what you think first." Wen Yan didn't rush to answer this question, although he probably knew which direction to go when he heard it, but he must give the students a chance to learn.

"I think from the perspective of being in love." After all, falling in love is only for a moment, and falling in love at that moment may be something that will never be forgotten in this lifetime.

"...But there will be people who think carefully in this world." Wen Yan didn't know which side he was on, his cold eyebrows slightly raised with a slight smile, and he focused on Luo Yun who was thinking seriously Waiting for his answer.

"But...that's not love anymore, is it?"

"Ok?"

"Serious consideration is actually more about the value and interests of the other party. This is no longer pure love."

"It can be said like this, but falling in love in reality is much more difficult than in fantasy. Love must be established on a certain material basis. There are very few love at first sight in this world." Of course there will be some exceptions, such as Wen Yan. I remember wrongly that he fell in love with Yan Mo at first sight back then.

"It seems to be too..." Hearing these words, Luo Yun began to seriously think about what the so-called definition of love is, but just as he got a clue, he was excited to say it when he saw the big Buddha he invited back smiling and shaking shook his head.

A little puzzled, Wen Yan pointed to the opposite party who had already walked over, his slightly drooping eyes swept across a group of children and finally fixed on the well-dressed person, the smile on his face was quite stiff.

"Long time no see." The visitor said with a light smile as his knuckle fingers paused in mid-air.

Wen Yan couldn't help but narrowed his eyes slightly, he clicked his tongue before reaching out his hands, and both hands touched in the sunlight: "Senior, long time no see."

As soon as the two met, they were tit for tat. Luo Yun raised an eyebrow at the captain who was also in the same class, and probably guessed the reason for inviting this killer back.

The two teams officially entered their lounge, Wen Yan lazily leaned back on his chair and listened to their argument, and finally smiled slightly when asked about his thoughts: "Listen to your captain."

It was fun to play, after all, this team was full of acquaintances, and they were about to play, so Wen Yan threw his phone aside and walked over to Luo Yun, who still had a complicated expression, as if to comfort him: "Don't think too much, see the trick Take it apart."

At this time, Wen Yan's house suddenly welcomed an unexpected guest. Yan Mo opened the door with the key that Wen Yan hadn't paid attention to last time. There is no trace of Wen Yan.

"Who are you looking for?" Pei Jia blinked, her cheeks flushed involuntarily, this man was so handsome.

"Where's Wen Yan?" Yan Mo inadvertently avoided Pei Jia who was rushing towards him, with disgust in his eyes.