False Young Master's Self-Strategy [Rebirth]

The news of Wen Zining's illness soon spread to Wen's father and mother who were far away overseas. This time Wen Qian rarely considered that Geng Lin was a student who was about to take the college entrance examination, so he didn't let Geng Lin get up from the warm bed in the middle of the night. , but turn on the video call to explain in person.

After a while, the family doctor also reported Wen Zining's situation via video, and Wen's father and mother were relieved.

"I'm sorry, Xiaoqian, I have to trouble you so late," Yi Ming was wearing a red dress, and she looked like she had run away from some party, her face was still flushed with shock, "Maybe it will take a while." Time, I will come back to accompany him after I sign this contract."

Father Wen was silent for a long time in the video, and finally said seriously: "Thank you."

Obviously Wen's father, Wen Haoxuan, was the first to approach Wen Qian, but now he seems to care the least.

"It's okay, I'm Wen Zining's...friend after all."

Wen Qian said the word friend very guilty, but everyone in the Wen family took it seriously except Wen Zining.

It was a night of chaos, but fortunately, the blood tests showed that, except for a few indicators, everything else was within the safe range.

After turning off the video, Wen Qian turned his head to look at Wen Zining who was soundly asleep, and sighed involuntarily.

Aunt Zhang quietly came in to collect the bowls and chopsticks, and gestured for Wen Qian to go to sleep too. Wen Qian nodded, and the next moment received a call from Grandma Ye.

"Qianqian, are you asleep?"

Wen Qian sat next to Wen Zining, "Not yet, is there something for grandma?"

Grandma Ye's voice was full of worry, "I heard that Ningning is sick, how is it now?"

Wen Qian briefly said, "He was just too emotional, and he's much better now that he's calmed down."

"Really?" Grandma Ye let out a sigh of relief, and finally felt relieved, "That's good, that's good. Fortunately, you are taking care of Ningning."

"Yes, so grandma, don't worry." Although Wen Qian didn't understand why Grandma Ye was worried about Wen Zining at such a late hour, he still showed a hundred times more patience than others, "With me here, Wen Zining won't something happened."

"Qianqian, you should also take good care of yourself. When the weather gets warmer later, we'll go back and tidy up the house, and take out the quilt to dry in the sun..."

It was pitch black outside the window, but the transparent glass was like a mirror, showing the scene of the spring and flowers blooming in the future.

The cherry blossoms were blooming outside the door, and the petals were fluttering. The quilt next to the cherry blossom tree was covered with a layer of golden light, which looked warm.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, staining that serious and stern face with a trace of nostalgia, "Grandma, when you leave the hospital, I want to eat the mixed candy you made."

"Okay, I will make it for you and Ningning at that time. After a while, the cherries will be ripe. I will make cherry sauce for you to eat on the bread at school. Or buy some chocolate and make cherry sauce flow chocolate. I tried to make it last year. Once, don't you really like to eat?"

Cherry sauce Liuxin chocolate is a fruit Liuxin chocolate launched by Wenge last year. There are twelve pieces in a box, six flavors, and the value is 680 yuan.

In order to launch this series, Wenge Group spread out advertisements on Valentine's Day.

Fortunately, the product quality is also online. From Valentine's Day in February to the present, it has been a popular online celebrity product.

Wen Qian likes to eat sweets, Grandma Ye also noticed that when the cherries were ripe, she tried to make them for Wen Qian.

Although the taste is definitely different from the original version, Wen Qian liked it very much, and ate more than half of it with tea in one go.

"Well," Wen Qian lowered his voice, obviously unwilling to admit that he likes to eat sweets, "I'll wait until grandma gets better."

"Well, there's one more thing..."

Grandma Ye seemed to have been brewing this sentence for a long time, but she dared not say it.

"Grandma, what's wrong?"

"It's Ningning," Grandma Ye sighed, "Ningning is weak, Qianqian, take good care of him... After all, Ningning has helped us a lot."

Wen Qian turned his head and looked at Wen Zining who was sleeping soundly.

In his sleep, Wen Zining looked exceptionally well-behaved and sensible, with a slight blush floating on his already fat face, and his thick and slender eyelashes trembling slightly, as if he had dreamed of something bad, he smacked his mouth , muttering, "I don't want to drink medicine."

Wen Qian's fingers touched Wen Zining's eyebrows, and there was a trace of bewilderment in those black eyes, but he still replied, "Grandma, I know, you don't have to worry."

Wen Zining woke up the next day, it was almost noon.

He turned over and realized that he was not sleeping in his room.

Then I belatedly remembered what happened last night.

Wen Zining really didn't expect that his body could be so fragile that he could fall ill with a little emotional agitation.

Just after washing up and going downstairs, Aunt Zhang found Wen Zining.

He touched his forehead and took his temperature. Although he had experienced it several times, Wen Zining was still not used to it. He frowned and pushed Aunt Zhang away, "Aunt Zhang, I'm fine, so don't make such a fuss."

When Aunt Zhang saw that Zining was fine, she let him go, walked into the kitchen to feed him, and said, "How can this be a big fuss? Master Wen, you have to pay attention to your health. I was really scared yesterday." gone."

Wen Zining sat down and muttered, "I see."

At this time, Wen Qian had just finished his meal, so he wiped his mouth with a tissue, "Geng Lin went to help at the school and asked for leave. Do you want to go this afternoon?"

"Let's go," Wen Zining hesitated, "I want to ask Tang Junjie for clarification."

In fact, it is mainly caused by the DNA of the students in their bones. If they don't go to school when they are in good health, they will always bear a lot of blame in their hearts.

But Wen Zining never imagined what he would face when he entered the school.

Geng Lin came back at noon and drove Wen Qian and Wen Zining to school.

He was too caught up in the morning exam for a while, so he couldn't help asking Wen Qian next to him, "I encountered a question in the math exam today, and I will memorize it..."

Wen Zining still remembered that yesterday was the opening ceremony, "The exam starts today, is it so miserable in the third year of high school?"

Geng Lin was taken aback, "It's a test for the whole school before the start of the school term, and there are English and physical and chemical tests this afternoon."

Wen Zining was stunned, and it took him a long time to understand what Geng Lin said, and he exclaimed, "Today is the whole school exam?!"

In fact, Wen Zining wasn't the only one who didn't know about the school's exam today, more than half of the people in the international class didn't realize they had the exam today.

When he arrived in the classroom, more than half of the people in the classroom were absent.

Everyone doesn't need to move the tables, chairs and benches directly, and sits apart from each other directly separated by one person.

Wen Zining's seat was by the window, and Tang Junjie was still separated by an aisle.

Tang Junjie was still reading the English wrong question book, but when Wen Zining came, he raised his head, his brows and eyes stretched, as if a stone had fallen from his heart.

He put down the pen in his hand, and sat next to Wen Zining, "I heard you were sick again last night?"

Wen Zining didn't want to get too close to him, so he answered perfunctorily, "Yeah, what's wrong?"

"Are you feeling better now?"

Wen Zining looked up at Tang Junjie, and suddenly had a ridiculous idea in his heart.

If this person is not "Tang Junjie", is he that person?

As soon as this thought came up, the two words came out impatiently, "Bai Ze."

Tang Junjie froze, and then a slightly embarrassed smile appeared on his face, "Wen Zining, you mispronounced your name."

But Tang Junjie's expression made Wen Zining think it was funny.

Wen Zining tried hard to suppress the corners of his mouth that were about to rise, with a stern expression on his little face, with a sly light in his eyes, "Then who is Bai Ze?"

"I don't know. I was wondering who you said that name just now." Tang Junjie deliberately changed the subject, "Wen Zining, do you remember the SoulRabbit you lent me last time? It was the one you lent me back then Rare."

What SoulRabbit, what kind of rare, it's just a toy, Wen Zining doesn't care at all.

It's a rare feeling that he can catch something, and he will definitely cling to it.

But when Tang Junjie took the things out of the drawer, Wen Zining's head exploded with a buzzing sound.

He exclaimed, "Katutu!"

Katutu is an anthropomorphic rabbit that is almost fused with scissors. It crushes all the surroundings with a violent aesthetic with cruel beauty, and the rarest model is the Katutu in Tang Junjie's hand.

It was a pink and tender little rabbit wearing a beautiful Tang-style skirt. The scissors were made into a bun at the back, and the two rabbit ears were the scissors. Handles shaped like scissors.

This is a limited edition launched during the Mid-Autumn Festival after the establishment of Katutu, and it is the only figure that is related to cuteness.

"Katutu?" Tang Junjie paused, "You gave him a new name?"

Wen Zining couldn't care less about explaining, he leaned closer to Tang Junjie, and put his hands on his hands holding Katutu, "Who designed this?"

The afternoon sun poured into the classroom from the window, and the sun was shining on his fair face, his long and thick eyelashes fluttered, and his cat-like pupils stared at him closely, for fear of missing any news.

Unexpectedly, Wen Zining would be so excited when he saw this, Tang Junjie felt as if he jumped from one fire pit to another fire pit, "This, this is SoulRabbit's..."

"Shit limited edition!"

Wen Zining didn't believe Tang Junjie's words at all. He deeply remembered that Katutu developed rapidly seven or eight years later, and that speed was almost equal to the speed of virus infection.

If it has been designed now, how could there be no sound message before this?

The Katutu in Tang Junjie's hand is obviously not a mass-produced product, and it may even be the first version of the model.

"You tell me who designed it, you must know it."

Tang Junjie was intimidated by Wen Zining's enthusiasm, "This, do you like it so much?"

Wen Zining couldn't help leaning over, leaning towards Tang Junjie, grasping his fingertips slightly, his bright eyes sparkling against the sunlight, "Yes, I like it very much!"

The author has something to say:

Tang Junjie: Do you like (me) so much?

Ning Ning: Yes, I like it very much (Money)