Everyone thinks the protagonist will be blackened

As soon as He Hua returned home, he felt something strange.

As soon as I entered the door, the door of the shoe cabinet was wide open, and a pair of cotton slippers were thrown under it; the coffee pot and milk frother were taken out from the kitchen and placed on the coffee table, and there was still a lot of black coffee in the pot; There are two cups, one is full of tea, and the other is the fancy coffee that Qian Ren hasn't touched for a long time, and they all look like they have been drunk.

He Hua casually packed his things into the kitchen, and then walked into the house, he saw a few more exotic ornaments on the cabinet, the sofa cushions were arranged in a mess, and there was a strange strip between the armrest and the seat cushion. camel cashmere scarf.He took out the scarf, straightened the cushions, and erased the traces in the room, then pushed open the door of Qian Ren's room and asked, "Is this yours or who left it?"

Qian Ren was sitting in front of the computer, wearing a headset and concentrating on chatting with others, but he couldn't hear anything at all, so He Hua had to go over and take off his headset to ask.As soon as his fingers touched the headset shell, Qian Ren suddenly shook his whole body. He closed the notebook at lightning speed, widened his eyes and asked nervously, "What did you see? This is my privacy, you have no right to infringe upon it!"

Obviously you let me see it on purpose... He Hua shook his head, took off the headset from his head, and then threw the scarf on the notebook: "Is this yours or did a guest drop it on the sofa? I Tidy up the living room, and put this thing away yourself."

Turn around and leave.

Wait, go slow!

Aren't you a ghost?Now there is really no need to be so virtuous and virtuous, to swallow your anger, as long as you ask me, I will definitely tell you who has been here at home!Come and ask me!

Qian Ren's eyes changed back and forth between nervousness, guilty conscience, and pleading, and finally made up his mind. No matter whether He Hua wanted to ask or not, he took the initiative to put on a cold and heartless posture and said: "You must know your identity, this is my It doesn't matter who comes to my house. Also, don't come into my room casually in the future, and don't inquire about my affairs!"

He Hua had already walked to the door, but when he heard what he said, he said "huh", instead he turned around and leaned against the door frame, waiting for him to continue.Qian Ren was under great pressure from being stared at. He resisted the idea of ​​running away, opened his notebook, put on his earphones, and showed a sinister smile to Bai Yuefan, who was full of worries on the screen, and showed his true nature as a scumbag: "It's okay, The part-time worker came just now, and I just told him what to do, let's continue talking."

These words not only fell into Bai Yuefan's ears, but He Hua who was by the door heard them even more clearly.He just chuckled lightly, turned and left the room, threw a warm towel into the sink, returned and threw it on Qian Ren's head.

"Since I'm a part-time worker, I should do more work for the master. Your forehead is covered in cold sweat, wipe it off."

Half a towel was placed on Qian Ren's face, and one hand was rubbed on his forehead through the towel, so that he couldn't see anything.Taking the opportunity to wipe off his sweat, He Hua glanced at the computer screen - there was almost only one face exposed on the screen, a delicate and beautiful face, somewhat similar to him, but weaker, even delicate poor man.

Qian Ren's White Moonlight?

His scumbag's first... third spring?

The man on the screen immediately changed his face when he saw his figure, tried to straighten his back like a cat with fried hair, raised his chin and stared at the camera coldly, and slowly made a mouthful: "He—Hua— —”

He Hua leaned closer to the camera on his laptop, and showed a friendly smile to his love rival or unmarried stepdad on the opposite side of the screen.

"Hello."

Bai Yuexuan didn't seem to be well at all. I don't know which nerve in his heart was touched by this greeting. His face was even uglier than before, and he said word by word: "He, yes, me."

Which one is it?If it's Qian Ren - in fact, he is a stand-in from the beginning to the end, it is not worthy of the other party to take it seriously, right?So there is still a possibility that what the waiter said?

He Hua was a little curious.

Qian Ren finally managed to get his face out from under the towel, and saw the gentle and beautiful Bai Yueguang on the screen talking ferociously with his mouth; while He Hua beside him was a little confused, and he was better than being alone with him. It's more lovable when they are together.

Could it be that the two of them are tearing [bi——] for me?It's okay for Yue Fan to do this, but is He Hua also in love with me?Is this the rhythm of blackening revenge in the future, or the rhythm of true love that can't help it?Qian Ren was thinking wildly, and unconsciously pulled a more coquettish and unrestrained smile on his face, coaxing Bai Yueguang gently: "He is just a student staying here temporarily, don't worry, Yuexuan. I will go over tomorrow I'm looking for you, let's talk face to face if we need anything."

After comforting Bai Yuefan, he stood up confidently and coaxed He Hua: "Yuefan and I have known each other since we were young, and our parents are also family friends. He has always been my best friend. You have to understand, we have always had a very close relationship. Well, that's friendship, not love, and I'm not the sentimental person you think..."

He Hua couldn't help coughing lightly, interrupting his affectionate confession: "I heard you just now, I'm just a college student living here temporarily."

Qian Ren suddenly froze, coughed twice, then smoothed his train of thought, and continued cheekily: "That's because Yue Tuan's family has been in contact with my family, and he doesn't actually know that I'm gay. I said this because I was afraid to scare him. You don’t want my family members to come out and break us up early after they know about us, do you?”

No, if it comes with a check, I'd be more than welcome.He Hua took the cold towel back from his hand, pressed his wet forehead again, and said gently and harmlessly: "I don't care about the two of you, I'm busy with work now, I hope you As long as you can control Bai Yueguang, don't cause me any trouble."

The coolness penetrated Qian Ren's forehead into his brain, but it did not pull him out of his narcissism, but made him more convinced of his inference—isn't this just jealousy?He Hua really can't escape his charm, and it's really not easy to be a man who is too popular!

The next morning, Qian Ren, who became more handsome, confident and attractive, prepared a love breakfast for He Hua, and thoughtfully drove him to school.After seeing He Hua off, he immediately went to the image center to design a new hairstyle, matched it with a low-key, luxurious and connotative suit, and drove to the high-end restaurant and others that he had agreed with Bai Yueping.

This pair of adulterers... ah, it should be that the lovers persecuted by fate have been separated for several years, and they have countless parting sorrows to pour out, so they had lunch and watched a movie, watched a movie for dinner, and went to sing K and go clubbing after dinner... ...and as it should be.

So when He Hua returned home from the renovation site at night, it was rare to see that the house was empty and there was not even any leftovers in the refrigerator.

Going on a date with Bai Yueguang?It's really hard work... He was so tired for him because he always played tricks like this.

He Hua had done physical work all day, and was too lazy to cook by himself. After walking around the kitchen, he picked up his keys and wallet and went out, intending to go to the barbecue stall at the entrance of the community to have a meal.However, as soon as the anti-theft door was opened, a somewhat familiar middle-aged man appeared in sight, staring at him with piercing eyes, and there were still drops of water hanging from the corners of his eyes, and when they met, they called out in a hoarse and strange voice: "He Hua, you are the son of me and Xiao Mu, He Hua!"

He Dong squeezed into the door involuntarily, using his not-too-old arms and legs against the anti-theft door, winked again, and rushed towards He Hua with a howl.

"Father finally found you! Xiao Mu, I have not let you down, I finally found our son!"

He Hua took a few steps back to avoid the pounce, and asked with an unchanged expression: "Mr. He, did you not take the medicine I asked Julie to bring you?"

When the medicine was mentioned, He Dong's sadness was a little more sincere, and he cried twice, and took out the household registration book, ID card, marriage certificate, marriage photo, birth certificate, health card... all kinds of piles from his purse. Documents and photos.After spreading all the things on the table, he finally straightened his back, opened his arms and said to He Hua, "Good boy, I am really your father. After you were born, because the hospital management was not strict, some thieves sneaked in and stole You, your mother and I are very sad. Your mother passed away because of this. I came to pick you up this time not only for me, but also for your mother's last wish... Son, you are willing to give me a chance to make up You?"

Holding the photo, He Hua carefully looked at the young and happy couple, and sure enough, he found a silhouette similar to himself from the bride's face.He lowered his head in silence, caressed his cheeks, stared at his mother's face in the photo for a long time, recovered after He Dong's repeated invitations, and replied in a hoarse and weak voice: "You let me Think about it, I have to ask my parents..."

Mom and Dad?He Dong was stunned, but soon remembered: By the way, those members of the He family didn't abuse him completely, and they didn't sever ties with him. The current He Hua is not someone who can just follow along with a little warmth!

It's really causing trouble for him... But it doesn't matter, there is still Qian Ren!

Bai Yuefan's threat didn't enter He Dong's heart at all. He held He Hua's hand firmly, and smiled lovingly: "Father owed you all these years, and now I finally found you. I must make up for it. I heard that you like the Qian's consortium." Qian Ren? Our He family and the Qian family have always had business contacts, and the relationship between the two is good. If you really like his father, I will make the decision for you. Even if I sacrifice my old face to beg them, I will make your wish come true. ,together with him!"

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Today my Weibo was on the hot search list, which is really unexpected. I almost thought that when I was looking for a navy.Not only has the search volume increased, but there are also many reposts and messages.I read them one by one, and found that most of them were trivial matters, as well as forwarded by zombie fans. I didn't see a really urgent letter for help until two o'clock in the middle of the night: "Mr. Lei, I am the chairman of the He Group. The butler of the Dong family’s old house! I heard from the master that the protagonist is going home soon, what kind of attitude should we servants take to welcome him? According to the setting, we should look down on him and not treat him as a young master, but the master He also wants us to take good care of him, but Madam wants us to bully him according to the original plan. I don’t know what to do now! Also, Mr. Lei, do you know if the protagonist has become black? If we really bully him, will we be retaliated afterwards? ? Looking forward to reply!"

Rescuing this kind of cannon fodder who is trapped by the plot and forced to go against the protagonist is the original purpose of our studio.I have refined the standard answers to this kind of questions, and just follow the policy that guided He's father and mother's family to teach them to treat the protagonist coldly on the surface, and let him feel warm behind the scenes.

The housekeeper quickly wrote back: "But we, Mr. He, strongly demand that we treat the protagonist wholeheartedly and make him feel at home. What should we do? This is not in line with the plot and our character design, ma'am Saying so ooc readers are not happy."

A cannon fodder at the level of a passer-by actually cares about the reader's reading experience, so ambitious!I quickly encouraged: "It's good that you have your own ideas. But readers won't have a fixed impression until they see you on stage. No matter what the author sets, as long as your actions are logical, you won't be too jumpy That’s fine. Then, would you rather be an ordinary cannon fodder with a thin image who only follows his wife to abuse the protagonist, or make your character image richer and more three-dimensional, showing that although you bow down to life, you still have a shining quality in your heart? side?"

It took him more than ten minutes to reply. It was obvious that he was a little tempted, but he hesitated and asked me: "Is this really possible? I'm just a housekeeper. Wouldn't it be inappropriate for me to steal the show?"

I have always advocated that cannon fodder should have their own life pursuits. Of course, I should persuade him: "There is nothing unsuitable for your identity. Your character design is not so restrictive. Why do you want to limit your own behavior instead? You have to believe me Just do as I say, of course, if you are willing to be a good person who is completely devoted to the protagonist, and not hesitate to make false claims with the head and wife for him, then the character image will be more unique and detached."

It took a while for him to reply me again, with only two words: "Thank you."