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If you successfully get into the Performing Arts School and happen to encounter a highly skilled teacher, you might hear a very postmodern philosophical and forward-looking theory!
This is a phrase that first emerged from an unknown film mogul: everyone is a born performer!
In life, you always need to play certain roles appropriately based on the specific environment. For example, right now, Wei Yuan feels that the old man has assigned him a rather outrageous role!
"Snow, he can't stand up anymore, hurry and help support him!" The Blue Old Man began to assist Wei Yuan in seeking happiness!
Wei Yuan immediately sensed the good intentions of the Blue Old Man. It must be that he saw Wei Yuan daring to protect Lan Xue's safety and challenge that Viper Man, which is why the old man was helping him get closer to Lan Xue.
"My head is spinning, my chest feels tight, I think I can't move!" Wei Yuan said in pain.
Wei Yuan greatly admired Grandpa Lan's selfless spirit, just like when they collaborated to trick Ma Teng at the Antique Market. This time, they also worked seamlessly together; Wei Yuan completely understood the message conveyed through the old man's gaze!
Lan Xue could only let Wei Yuan lean on her shoulder after hearing this. To be precise, he was already close to her chest, but at this moment, she couldn't care less about that and just wanted to find a place for Wei Yuan to rest for a while.
However, it was clear that maintaining this position made it difficult for both of them to move. So the old man quickly walked over and lifted Wei Yuan's head up while warning him with his eyes.
Wei Yuan could see the meaning behind the Old Fool's gaze: "Son, you're overacting in this scene! How can someone about to faint act like this?"
It seemed he had gotten too deep into character? Wei Yuan quickly relaxed his whole body, no longer maintaining that stiff and exaggerated posture, allowing Lan Xue to slowly support him into the house.
"Grandpa, let Wei Yuan find a room to rest for a bit. Do we need to get him a doctor?" Lan Xue hurriedly asked as soon as she entered.
The old man raised an eyebrow at Wei Yuan and said, "What doctor? Just let him lie down in a room for a while; you can get some Medicinal Wine to help him out."
Upon hearing this, Lan Xue turned to the butler beside her and said, "Uncle Fang, please help me support him to my room; I will go get the Medicinal Wine!"
"Wait!" the Blue Old Man suddenly shouted.
"Grandpa, what's wrong?"
The Blue Old Man continued in his usual tone when he was having an episode, "As a young lady, how can you allow a man to enter your boudoir before marriage?"
Lan Xue could only follow the old man's words and replied, "Well then, it does seem a bit inappropriate. How about we take him to your room instead?"
"Rascal!"
The Blue Old Man angrily exclaimed, "What virtue does this fellow have to think he can sleep in my dragon bed?"
Lan Xue could only go along with the old man; after all, he was her most beloved grandfather.
The old man's unpredictable behavior made it difficult for anyone to grasp his true state. Wei Yuan found it hard to imagine what it was like for Grandpa Lan to play such a role for three years. This old man's acting skills were extraordinary, definitely worthy of an award-winning actor!
Wei Yuan leaned on Lan Xue's shoulder and mumbled, "Doesn't your family have a guest room?"
Only then did Lan Xue turn to Uncle Fang and say, "That's right, let's take him to the guest room first!"
"No way!" the Blue Old Man protested again.
"Grandpa, what's wrong now?" Lan Xue asked, looking somewhat helpless.
This time, the old man was in high spirits: "This young man has contributed by guarding your Imperial Bed; how can we let him stay in a side room? I decree that you temporarily reside in the Crown Prince's Quarters!"
The Crown Prince should refer to the second young master of the current Lan Family, Lan Bo's room, right? Although Wei Yuan didn't understand why the old man did this, he had to follow his words and coughed, saying, "Thank you for your great kindness!"
From a romantic modern drama of a hero saving a beauty, it was suddenly forcefully transformed by the old man into a historical palace drama. At this moment, Lan Xue had already gone to look for Medicinal Wine, and Wei Yuan was helped by the Grand Minister of Internal Affairs, Uncle Fang, into the bed of Jiang Yu and Lan Bo.
Indeed, the life of the wealthy is quite comfortable. With such sheets and such a mattress, it is pleasant to sleep. Uncle Fang slowly retreated from the room, and only then did the old man smile at Wei Yuan and say, "My child, I have treated you well!"
"Of course, thank you, Grandpa Lan!" Wei Yuan replied with a smile.
At this moment, Blue Ocean walked over and unbuttoned his clothes to take a look: "It really is quite serious. You can endure quite a lot. Have you thought about who might want to harm you?"
Upon hearing this, Wei Yuan said, "Is the old man sure it's directed at me? Not Lan Xue?"
Blue Ocean shrugged at this: "I was standing on the balcony at that time. I saw that guy as soon as you got out of the car. I also saw most of your fight. If that guy was planning to target Xue, she definitely wouldn't have gotten away so easily."
Wei Yuan felt there was nothing to hide and quickly shared his suspicions with Blue Ocean while Lan Xue was not around. The old man surely understood why he would think of both of them.
"What you're thinking isn't without reason; for now, just be careful!" the old man reminded.
At this moment, Lan Xue came in with the medicinal oil. Wei Yuan quickly closed his eyes and pretended to be in pain, hoping to enjoy Lan Xue's application of medicine and massage.
At this time, the old man did not linger but shouted outside: "Fang Zi, return to the palace!"
Putting on a complete act, even in front of his closest ones, it was difficult for the old man to remove that mask. Of course, his intentions were still for Lan Xue; perhaps the contradictions in his heart were far beyond what he could imagine.
At this moment, Lan Xue held the Medicinal Wine and didn't know where to start. Wei Yuan's shirt had already been unbuttoned by his grandfather, revealing a large area of redness and swelling on his strong muscles. When Lan Xue saw that he was injured for her sake, tears almost fell from her eyes.
Fortunately, Wei Yuan had anticipated this awkward situation, so when Lan Xue entered, she kept her eyes closed to ease her tension. At that moment, Lan Xue mustered her courage, sat on the edge of the bed, took some Medicinal Wine in her hand, and slowly began to apply it to Wei Yuan's injured area.
The cool Medicinal Wine, combined with Lan Xue's delicate hands, gently moved back and forth over the injured spot on her chest. Occasionally, when her hand brushed against the swollen area, there was still a slight pain, but compared to the intimate massage from Lan Xue's hands, what was that?
Wei Yuan just couldn't understand why the old man insisted on having her sleep in Lan Bo's room.
"What are you two idiots doing in my room?"
At that moment, Jiang Yu appeared, adorned in gold and silver with an exaggerated makeup look, wearing four-inch High Heels and those shocking hot pants. She stood there with her hands on her hips, shouting at the two of them.
Wei Yuan's thoughts immediately connected to a scene from the movie Kung Fu, where the character of the landlord had a similar vibe. It was then that he realized the old man's true intention!
Lan Xue was startled by Jiang Yu's sudden shout and lost her grip; the Medicinal Wine in her hand splashed out and landed all over Jiang Yu's bedsheet...
[The plot of Blue Ocean pretending to be sick may seem a bit disjointed, but this is clearly the logic of a mentally unstable person, isn't it? Also, this year I spent Valentine's Day alone. Of course, I won't curse all lovers as long-lost siblings; that would be too cruel. Here, I wish my friends whom I once cursed well—may your February Fourteenth be more exciting than your July Fourteenth.]
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