The world of film and television begins with the God of Medicine

Lying contentedly in Wang Yan's arms, Wei Lan drew circles on Wang Yan's plump muscles with her fingers: "Are you still leaving?"

Love comes so fast like a tornado. She feels a little unreal and is afraid that the wind will blow away.

Playing with the big treasure in his hands, Wang Yan said: "I won't leave."

Wei Lan smiled and squeezed into Wang Yan's arms, feeling the real warmth.

Wang Yan feels very good. This is different from the feeling in the film and television world.

In his eyes, everything in the film and television world is real, including vast wilderness, luxury cars, all kinds of beautiful women, and status at the top of the food chain that controls the fate of others and can determine life and death. But he knows that that is the world of film and television, which is shaped by screenwriters, directors, and original authors. He inevitably has a player's mentality and doesn't take it seriously.

The real world is different. This is where he grew up, with a father, mother and friends. Here he is one of all living beings, just a little bitch. The various beautiful women in the film and television world are far from having the same sense of belonging as in the real world. Unsurprisingly, Wei Lan is the real long-term partner and a member of the family.

At this moment, the apartment Wei Lan rented, with an area of ​​only about 40 square meters, seemed to him to be particularly warm.

As for whether there were any obstacles, the two of them had a tacit understanding. It’s embarrassing to ask and embarrassing to say.

After being gentle for a while, Wang Yan patted Wei Lan's little butt: "You should rest first. It's almost night. I'll go out to buy some food and let you have a taste of my cooking."

He took a flight in the morning and arrived in Lin'an in the afternoon. When he arrived, he opened the shell without saying a word. He just had breakfast in the morning and was somewhat hungry, not to mention that the energy required to support the operation of his body was far greater than that of an average person.

Wei Lan struggled to get up: "I'll go with you."

"No, I'm not running away. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future, and I won't miss this day."

Wang Yan pressed her down, got up, put on his clothes, kissed her goodbye, took her keys and went out to buy groceries.

Hearing the "clang" sound of the door closing, Wei Lan rolled happily on the bed regardless of her weak body, revealing a large swath of spring scenery.

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That's the good thing about modern society. You can basically find a mobile phone anywhere, as long as you're not in a shangouzi.

The place where Wei Lan lived was quite convenient. Following the navigation, Wang Yan bought some vegetables, condiments, and some daily necessities at a nearby supermarket not long after walking.

I took a look when I was leaving just now, and I saw that Wei Lan's condiments were not very complete. There are only two situations in this situation, either they are quite superb, or they are just like that. Wei Lan obviously belongs to the latter.

High-end ingredients often require only the simplest cooking methods. There is absolutely nothing wrong with this. It is not advisable to be fancy when cooking, because it will lose the original flavor of the ingredients.

It's just that Wang Yan's level is limited. Although in "Chicken Feathers Flying to the Sky", he will go to Huaxing Tower to study with those masters when he is bored, but after all, he has no specialization and limited progress. He has not yet reached the level of excellence.

Carrying large and small bags of things, Wang Yan strolled back, thinking about what to do to make a living.

I got all the money from selling the house before, and after paying off the famine, including stock profits, I have almost 200,000 in hand. This money is quite a lot, but if you want to buy a house, buy a car and live a good life in a first-tier city like Lin'an, it is absolutely not enough.

Not having a clue for a while, Wang Yan shook his head and let's do this for now. As long as he doesn't buy a house, considering his current situation, he can live quite well. It won't be too late for the dust to settle after they get along for a while to see if Wei Lan is the same on the outside.

When she got home, Wei Lan had already put on her clothes and was lying on the bed playing with the tablet with her feet up.

Seeing Wang Yan come back, Wei Lan came over and took the things in his hands: "What did you buy? So many?" As she said that, she put the bag on the small table and picked it up.

"Some seasonings, towels, toothbrushes, slippers and other daily necessities."

Hearing this, Wei Lan happened to dig out a box of men's underwear in the bag and couldn't help but blush. Although they have had in-depth contact with each other, after all, this is the first time for the two of them to be so close, so they are still very shy.

"Yeah, I just remembered that you didn't even take the suitcase when you came." Putting the box aside casually, Wei Lan forced herself to calm down. She was too excited before and didn't pay attention to these details: "You are wearing this. We have no clothes to wear. Let’s go shopping tomorrow and buy you some clothes to wear.”

Wang Yan nodded: "Okay."

He was traveling lightly and had nothing at all. This time I came here to make a living, so I was very confident and disposed of all the previous things, leaving only a valuable notebook in the space.

"Let me help you choose the food together."

"No, I can do it by myself." After saying that, noticing Wei Lan's mood, Wang Yan shook his head and laughed. Girls still want some sweet things in life, and cooking a sumptuous dinner together is obviously one of them. Then he smiled and said, "How about you put away the toiletries and tidy up the closet to find a place for my things?"

Wei Lan blinked her big eyes and looked at Wang Yan sweetly: "Okay..."

This apartment is an ordinary small apartment. There is a kitchen at the door, a bathroom at the back, and a double bed measuring 1.8 meters by 2 meters. There is relatively little free space.

Wang Yan washed rice, stewed rice, selected vegetables, and swung a large spoon.

Wei Lan arranged her cosmetics neatly in the bathroom according to usage habits, and put away the toiletries Wang Yan bought.

As for Wang Yan's toiletries, they include a towel, a bath towel, a toothbrush set, a piece of soap, and a bottle of shampoo. That's it.

Wei Lan looked at such simple supplies and wondered whether to arrange some skin care products for Wang Yan. But then he thought about the smooth, supple skin that made him jealous, and gave up the idea of ​​wasting money.

After neatly placing the dental appliances Wang Yan bought with his own, Wei Lan looked back at Wang Yan's busy back, turned to the dental appliances, raised the corner of his mouth, and went out to clean up the wardrobe.

The room was not big. Wang Yan was cooking and chatting with Wei Lan who was packing clothes. For him, there is no such thing as no topic. After all, he, Wang, has several cartloads of books. These cartloads are not half a cart full of books like those of the pre-Qin scholars, but dozens of modern books filled with eloquence. Thousands of words.

Although the spirit is strong, it does not have a photographic memory, and it cannot remember so many, and it is not as if the allusions are allusions. But the books I have read, blended into my bones and blood, and sunk into my soul, are all accumulation. The boss studied engineering and did research, and he can talk a few words about professional knowledge in natural sciences.

Anyway, he basically knows everything that is being said, and has been able to speak in a straight line for a while.

Packing clothes is a big job. Wei Lan rummaged through the box and took out all her clothes and combed them through. To be honest, Wei Lan is still okay, not as exaggerated as those girls on TV or in videos. But everyone has the love for beauty, let alone women. Since she can make money herself, she can just buy it if she likes it. If she buys here and there, she can save a lot. When she was busy with her work, Wang Yan's meal was ready.

"Taste how it tastes."

Wang Yan handed the filled rice to Wei Lan.

He reached out to take the rice, picked up his chopsticks and took a bite. He chewed slowly for a while, and gave a thumbs up with bright eyes: "It's delicious, no worse than the food in a big restaurant. I didn't expect you to be so good at cooking. Then don’t I have a royal chef?”

Seeing her exaggeration, Wang Yan smiled and said: "From now on, I will do it every day, change the pattern, and I will serve my empress well."

"Well... then it's settled." Wei Lan nodded solemnly, then smiled without hesitation: "From now on, you will be responsible for cooking, and I will be responsible for the aftermath."

Wang Yan nodded seriously: "Well... as the old saying goes, if men and women work together, the work will not be tiring. That's what it is."

There was nothing funny about this sentence, but Wei Lan laughed after hearing it.

"Okay, okay, I'm so full from laughing. I've been hungry for a long time, let's eat quickly." As he spoke, Wang Yan gave her a chopstick of food.

The two of them started eating while talking and laughing.

Wang Yan said: "How much is the rent for your house?"

"More than three thousand." After saying it casually, Wei Lan reacted and asked doubtfully: "Why do you ask this?"

She was afraid that if Wang Yan came out with her, that would be a bit of a problem.

"I'm thinking of changing my house. This space is a bit small."

This is not Wang Yan's pretentiousness. If he were really alone, with the current conditions, he would find a small apartment to live by himself. It's just that for the two of us now, the conditions are sufficient. It's not a bad idea to live in a better place and help the landlord repay the loan. We can do whatever makes us feel comfortable.

"I think it's okay...we don't have anything big to put away..."

"Well, you're right." Wang Yan nodded, and then changed the topic: "But it's up to me. I'll take a look around here in the past two days to see if there is anything suitable."

Wei Lan smiled, nodded and said nothing more. She liked this feeling.

After eating, Wei Lan also recovered a lot. In addition, Wang Yan didn't exert himself, so he was in good condition.

The two of them put away the dishes and went out for a walk to eat.

This is not very far from the West Lake. If it weren't for Wei Lan, he wouldn't have met Wang Yan. The two of them strolled slowly until around nine o'clock, then came back to wash up, tidy up, and sleep in each other's arms.

The next day, Wang Yan got up on time. Without disturbing Wei Lan, he quietly got up, put on his clothes and went out for a walk in the West Lake. He didn't run or box, because he was wearing this set of clothes and it would be inconvenient to sweat all over.

After walking around for a while, Wang Yan bought breakfast and returned to the apartment.

Wei Lan was washing up and took a deep breath when she saw Wang Yan coming back.

Yesterday she thought she was about to be buried, but today she woke up dead. If she hadn't known that Wang Yan had the habit of getting up early to exercise, Wei Lan would have cried to death.

Wang Yan raised the breakfast in his hand: "I bought breakfast and will eat it later."

Wei Lan smiled sweetly, and some toothpaste foam flew out of her mouth: "Okay..." Feeling the toothpaste foam flying out, Wei Lan turned around and brushed her teeth quietly.

It was a bit uncomfortable when we first got together, and I was embarrassed to even poop or pee. It will be fine once you get used to it. Wang Yan smiled and walked aside to sit down and eat breakfast.

Wei Lan had breakfast and it was almost time to set off. She kissed Wang Yan goodbye and said, "I'll send you a message in the evening. Then we'll go shopping directly and have some food along the way."

Wang Yan would not refuse, so he nodded in agreement.

After she left, Wang Yan washed up, took out his notebook and looked through the rental information.

Nothing else, just the website where he used to work. Although there are also good houses in the same city that directly contact the landlords and do not have middlemen, but it is too difficult to find them. There are still many fake houses sent by agents. They will make up nonsense and try their best to bring you to view the houses. That is all If it's not strenuous enough, you might as well go to him directly.

The agency was almost at work at this point. Wang Yan randomly found a nearby rental house and called the agency above.

Wang Yan was as straightforward as ever, and did not need to be tested by the intermediary's scripted words. He only made three requirements: a top floor, two rooms, a rent of 4,000 to 6,000, and made an appointment to view the house directly.

The process went smoothly. After viewing several houses, Wang Yan settled on a house on the twelfth floor. Not far from the apartment, the decoration is quite new, the price is 5,000 a month, one deposit pays three.

After doing this, Wang Yan went back to the apartment and squinted. As for buying things, that's not his thing to worry about. After all, there are women now, so Wei Lan can just say whatever she wants.

In the meantime, he reported the news to his parents about his date. Zhang Xia looked at the photos Wang Yan sent and was very satisfied. This girl is quite good. Zhang Xia knew her son's temper and was worried about Wang Yan, so she kept nagging him for a long time.

Faced with his mother's scolding, Wang Yan listened with a smile and nodded in agreement from time to time. He has seen a lot of joys and sorrows, life and death, and he cherishes what he can have.

When Wei Lan sent him a message in the evening, Wang Yan set out to meet her. The two had dinner first and then went shopping.

Wang Yan's figure is like a clothes rack, and basically everything he wears fits him perfectly, which makes Wei Lan want to buy everything he sees.

"Okay, I bought so much but can't wear it. Let's go look at women's clothing."

He has already bought two sets for leisure and two for sports, and Wei Lan wants to drag him to buy them. This was the case. It was all Wei Lan's money, and he didn't pay any of it.

Wei Lan said without saying anything: "Okay, let's talk about it next time."

Wang Yan went shopping with Wei Lan for a long time and bought two floral dresses, and then he announced that the trip was over and he could go home.

"How about taking a look at the newly rented house when you go back? It's just on the way." Wang Yan asked in the car.

"Okay, it's just in time for me to see how to arrange it." Wei Lan agreed without thinking.

Arriving at the newly rented house, Wei Lan walked back and forth inside, planning what to add here and what to add there. She wasn't just planning, she was very quick to take out her phone, sat there and started to fuck.

Wang Yan couldn't help but persuade her to take a few photos and study them again when she went back to the apartment.

Back in the apartment, the two of them took turns washing up.

There was no need for Wang Yan to be impatient, Wei Lan came up on his own...

The next day, Wang Yan got up early to exercise, bought breakfast and came back to wake up Wei Lan, who was miserable.

After she went to work, Wang Yan took out his notebook and watched a movie.

Yes, the task of being the system's living father came unexpectedly. It was already in place when we were shopping yesterday, but he and Wei Lan were in touch with each other...

""New World" Ding Qing: alive."

This is a South Korean movie. It mainly tells the story of an undercover agent who becomes a big brother...

As for Ding Qing, Wang Yan took a look and jokingly called him the God of Elevator War on the Internet. In a space as small as an elevator, one person can take on six knife-wielding elite gangsters and still fight back. This strength is indeed impressive.

Those two attacks didn't work well in front of him, Wang. He could send the elevator god of war away with just one kick. According to the identity defined in the movie, he is Chinese and his hometown is in the state. Talent needs to be used.

This has to be said about the previous sentence about the vilification of China by Western countries, led by his godfather in South Korea. It's so damn...

After watching the movie, Wang Yan looked up information about South Korea's Bangzi, took a sip of water, stood up and stretched out, stretching his muscles.

Pull out the system panel and select Go

Blue light flashed and Wang Yan disappeared into the room...