Master Zuojing is sticking to me again

It was the first time I heard He Xiran say such soft words, Wen Xiaoyu was silent for a moment, and said, "Let go."

On the way to the auditorium, he thought about asking Lin Ningxin for leave, but he couldn't leave as soon as he entered the auditorium. Today, all the actors had to wear costumes to rehearse, and Mr. Liu personally supervised them.

The actors all went to change their clothes, and He Xiran also followed Wen Xiaoyu to the changing room. When Jiang You saw him coming, Jiang You became angry again, and Wen Xiaoyu directly blocked his voice: "I'm in a hurry today, so I don't talk about people." Just keep your mouth shut."

Maybe it was because he remembered what happened to the child star after he didn't speak human words that night, Jiang You subconsciously covered his nose, and after realizing it, he quickly withdrew his hand and let out a cold snort.

Wen Xiaoyu was struggling with his clothes and was too lazy to talk to Jiang You.Other people's clothes are fine, but it's different here. He is tall, his arms and legs are longer than others, and several sets of men's clothes on him are a bit like wearing children's clothes secretly.

He was draped in his clothes, unable to stretch his shoulders, like a marionette, which made Teacher Liu burst into tears with joy.

"Wait, I'll call and ask where there is an extra-size one." Teacher Liu went out to make a call wiping away tears.

He Xiran said with a little disgust: "You almost broke the thread of your clothes."

"Get out." Wen Xiaoyu was a little impatient and depressed.

He went to the bathroom to light a cigarette, took out his mobile phone and sent a voice message to Wen Muchen: "Brother, I have something to do and I won't be able to go back until later, you can draw first, don't wait for me."

Wen Muchen didn't pronounce the pinyin again this time, and sent him back an emoji of "Okay then", looking aggrieved.He put away his phone with a chuckle, looked at He Xiran who was following closely beside him, and said helplessly, "Do you want to follow him when you go to the toilet?"

"I, I just came to wash my hands." He Xiran turned on the faucet and carefully sprayed it on his fingers.

Wen Xiaoyu took a puff of smoke, and put it out when he saw him cough twice.Wen Xiaoyu looked at He Xiran through the lingering white smoke, which was thick and dense, staining his beautiful eyebrows with a layer of dreaminess and confusion.

"Why do you..." He Xiran fell silent after half a sentence.

Wen Xiaoyu waited for a long time and couldn't wait for the next sentence, so she went inside to use the toilet. When she came out, He Xiran "just in time" finished washing her hands, and the two went back to the auditorium together.

His costume was not as special as Lin Ningxin's, and Teacher Liu quickly found a suit that fit him well.When they were rehearsing, He Xiran listened to Mr. Liu's instructions and did some chores. When he was free, he watched their performance seriously.

Wen Xiaoyu didn't have many roles, and when he sat next to He Xiran to rest, he saw him holding the script and muttering words.

"You know how to recite?" Wen Xiaoyu said in shock.

"Shhh—don't interrupt me." He Xiran gave him an angry look, then lowered his head to read the script.

In his whisper, Wen Xiaoyu looked at the stage and imagined him playing Romeo, it was really regrettable.

After the rehearsal, I packed up the costumes and props, and it was almost nine o'clock when I got home.Wen Muchen lay down on the coffee table and drew, knowing that he was back but ignored him.

Grandma Wen winked at him: "I'm angry."

Wen Xiaoyu went over to explain before he had time to eat: "Brother, I really have something to do at school, I didn't come back late on purpose."

Under the guidance of Grandma Wen's eyes, he then asked, "Brother, do you have anything for me?"

Only then did Wen Muchen nod, and took out something from the pencil case and handed it to him.Wen Xiaoyu wondered, isn't it painting?He glanced at Grandma Wen again, and Grandma Wen signaled him to take a look.

He stretched out his hand, and saw Wen Muchen let go of his hand, and a big spider fell into his palm.

"Damn it!" Wen Xiaoyu was taken aback unexpectedly, his body moved too far to hide back, and he rolled over the small bench and sat on the ground.

"Hahahaha..." Wen Muchen and Grandma Wen patted the table and legs, laughing so hard that they couldn't straighten up.

Wen Xiaoyu's pupils constricted for a few seconds before he came back to his senses. After a closer look, the spider that was thrown away by him was just a prank toy sold at the gate of the elementary school.

Holding the spider in one hand and propping it up on the ground with the other, he looked at the young and old who were cooperating seamlessly in front of him, speechless and funny: "Brother, grandma, you... 嗐."

When he entered the classroom the next day, Xiaopang was stuffing bean buns into his mouth. Wen Xiaoyu sat down and said to him mysteriously, "Xiaopang, I'll give you something."

Xiaopang was so flattered that he even forgot to chew the bean bun in his mouth, and asked with bright eyes: "Brother Wen, you haven't finished your breakfast yet?"

"...Ah." Wen Xiaoyu took out the spider from his pocket, "Stretch out your hand."

When he saw the spider that fell into the palm of his hand, Xiao Pang said distressedly: "Brother Wen, you can't eat spiders."

Wen Xiaoyu looked at him for three seconds, then took the spider back expressionlessly.Seeing Gao Le approaching with an empty-handed shot, Wen Xiaoyu changed his method and threw the spider directly in front of him.

"Hey!" Gao Le caught it, and after looking at it for a while, he happily gave him a science introduction, "This is an ordinary tall spider. I have a Chilean fire rose. I will show you the photo..."

Wen Xiaoyu got up and snatched the spider back, and lowered her head in displeasure to complete the English composition.The English class representative over there just started to collect homework. Wen Xiaoyu visually measured her speed, and she should be able to finish it when she came to them.

Just as he was watching, He Xiran came over. After he sat down, Wen Xiaoyu wrote the composition with one hand and put the spider into his neck.

"Ah!!!" He Xiran stretched out his hand to touch it, but he didn't dare to look carefully, and jumped up screaming.

Finally someone gave the due reflex, Wen Xiaoyu turned the pen and smiled happily, thinking that the tricks of the elementary school chicken can also scare the elementary school chicken.

The spider was shaken to the ground by He Xiran, raised its leg and stomped on it twice.

"Hey!" Wen Xiaoyu hurriedly bent down to pick it up. He borrowed it from Wen Muchen, and his brother told him to return it after playing with it.

When he raised his head, He Xiran's beautiful eyebrows and eyes were full of sullenness, but the anger was weakened because the end of his eyes were soaked red with tears, adding a hint of resentful coquettishness inside.

Wen Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, he didn't look like he was looking for someone to quarrel, but he seemed to be rushing to be bullied.

"Cough." Wen Xiaoyu cleared his throat.

"Wen Xiaoyu! You bastard!" He Xiran scolded him sharply, with a hint of crying in his voice.

The students turned around curiously, and even the representatives of the English class speeded up the collection of homework.

"I..." Just as Wen Xiaoyu said a word, before he had time to apologize, He Xiran turned around and sat down to ignore him.

While continuing to make up his homework, he lightly poked He Xiran's back from behind: "I'm just kidding with you."

"Get out!" He Xiran slapped the back of his hand.

"Wen Xiaoyu, it's time to hand in your homework." The English class representative looked at him with a smile, "What were you playing just now?"

Wen Xiaoyu finished writing the composition eloquently, and handed over the notebook: "It's nothing."

A piece of paper fell out of the notebook and landed on Xiaopang's desk. Xiaopang picked it up and asked, "What is this?"

Wen Xiaoyu took it over and laughed when he saw it. It was a painting given to him by his brother, and it turned out that it was secretly clipped here.

The small "glowing" lights on the paper symbolize the yard of their home. In the yard, there is an old woman named Grandma Wen, two adults who are their parents, and two children sitting opposite each other, with...

Wen Xiaoyu looked at it for a long time and couldn't figure out what was drawn between him and his brother. It was a bit like a chessboard, but it was absolutely impossible for his brother's head to draw them playing chess.

He pointed there and asked Xiaopang and Gao Le: "What do you see in this painting?"

"Go?" Gao Le said.

"Maybe backgammon." Xiaopang said.

Backgammon was also unlikely. He looked at He Xiran, whose back was still blowing up, and the only elementary school chicken who could guess right ignored him. Let's go home and ask his brother.

"It's barbecue!" his brother told him, swallowing.

Wen Xiaoyu looked at Wen Muchen in disbelief, and Grandma Wen smiled and said, "When you were young, our family made barbecue in the yard, and he has remembered it until now."

Looking at it this way, the square plate placed between them really looked a bit like a baking plate. What he thought were chess pieces on it turned out to be meat.

Wen Xiaoyu laughed for a long time, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart. This warm scene has remained in Wen Muchen's incomplete mind for so many years, and he did not convey this nostalgia to his younger brother until today.

Wen Xiaoyu looked at Wen Muchen quietly, and said, "Brother, do you want to see my performance tomorrow? After it's over, I'll take you and grandma to eat barbecue."

"Think!" Wen Muchen didn't know whether he was attracted by the performance or the barbecue, his wide-open eyes seemed to be full of stars, shining brightly.

"Not tomorrow." Grandma Wen said, "I made an appointment last month to go to the hospital for a reexamination for him tomorrow."

"Ah?" The light in Wen Muchen's eyes went out, and his shoulders collapsed.

"Don't you like the brother doctor in the hospital the most? You don't want to see him again?" Grandma Wen coaxed him.

Wen Muchen lowered his head in confusion, and twisted the fingers of his hands together.

Wen Xiaoyu flicked his fingers and coaxed him: "It's important to go for a health check, and I'll give it to you when I get the prize back."

"I used to win a little red flower in singing competitions." Wen Muchen said with great air.

Before Wen Xiaoyu urged him to sing a song, he opened his mouth on his own, singing and dancing to present a tune-deaf "Little Donkey".

Wen Xiaoyu: "...that's really ugly."

Then he got his second slap of the day.