Everyone thinks the protagonist will be blackened

The manager of the decoration company paid him much higher wages than ordinary small workers. Before leaving, Zheng Gong doubled his wages as a year-end bonus. After He Hua worked this winter vacation, he earned more than 8000 yuan. The tuition fees, miscellaneous fees, and books for both him and He Xiaodi have been paid.This is not a small amount of money for him and the current He family. He carefully put the card in his inner pocket, and after leaving the decoration company, he chose a road with more traffic instead of taking a small road as usual.

Turning Dongsanjing Road and passing a construction site that was being demolished, he suddenly saw a very familiar figure under the spotlight.

The light from the construction site was too dazzling, He Hua squinted his eyes to look at it against the light, firmly imprinted that figure in his heart, then tightened his coat, and strode home against the cold wind.

Mother He accepted his salary, her attitude was still lukewarm, but the food left for him in the kitchen was as delicious as ever.Lying in the quilt at night, you can also feel that the quilt is fluffy and warm after drying, full of the smell of sunshine.

The next morning, when he was about to go out, the door of the He family was knocked open from the outside with a bang, and a middle-aged man with disheveled hair, wrinkled, dirty and old clothes rushed in, and took out his clothes from his arms. Take out a thick envelope and pat it on the table.

"Aren't you starting school today? Take it!"

A few brand-new pink banknotes poked their heads out of the envelope, in stark contrast to the rough hands stained with black and ash.The father of He in front of him gradually overlapped with the figure under the street lamp last night, He Hua said "um", and a smile gradually formed on his face, but the smile was mixed with some complicated and difficult meanings.

"Thank you dad..."

Father He was so excited that his face changed. He tried his best to hold his face, cursed "I don't want to go to school yet", and walked crookedly into the bedroom under He Hua's shy smile and reverent eyes.After both sons went to school, he turned on He Di's computer and posted a Weibo: "@雷老师, you are really our life mentor, I think our family's future is bright!"

As long as the protagonist's father appears, they will be completely successful and retire!

This message was forwarded by Teacher Lei. Father He and Mother He watched it around the computer for a long time. It seemed that just one more glance would bring us one step closer to a peaceful and stable second half of life.

Fortunately, Teacher Lei is here. As long as Teacher Lei is there, their future will definitely be bright...

When the He family's parents thanked Teacher Lei online, He Hua, who was burdened with the expectations and fears of countless people, also entered the school.

Their school has relatively strict management. It is forbidden to play with mobile phones during school. After entering the school gate, he turned his mobile phone to silent mode and put it in his school bag.Before entering the teaching building, he touched the tuition fee wrapped in his pocket again, took a deep breath of the cold winter air, and squinted at the teaching building that had just been renovated during the winter vacation.

He has collected enough tuition fees to minimize the risk of dropping out.However, there is still a major event that may change his life to happen today, and it is not too early to relax.He Hua clenched his schoolbag belt tightly, straightened his waist, walked into the classroom with firm and steady steps, and sat in his inconspicuous seat that was crowded in the back of the classroom, which seemed to be a bit older than other students' desks and chairs inside.

On the first day of school, the students obviously haven't come back from the holiday atmosphere, chatting and copying homework in small groups, taking advantage of the teacher's absence to drive out the homework left behind during the holiday.After eight o'clock, teacher Qi, the head teacher, entered the classroom and tapped on the table with an eraser.The noisy voices in the classroom suddenly stopped as if the pause button was pressed, and everyone quickly returned to their positions, frantically arranging the homework that needed to be handed in.

The class teacher is also very nervous.

He is over 40 this year, and it is the time when menopause is about to start, because the whole winter vacation is worrying about the protagonist dropping out of school, his high blood pressure can't be lowered even after taking medicine, his face is swollen, but he looks less wrinkled There are several.His gaze scanned the class, but when he was about to fall on the corner where He Hua was, he suddenly turned aside, not daring to meet his gaze.The students below looked at the teacher's face, but they didn't dare to make any noise, and the classroom fell into a silence that lasted for several minutes.

Teacher Qi pulled his tie uncomfortably and coughed: "Collect your homework first. Have you brought all the tuition fees for this semester? After paying the tuition fees, the monitor will find a few people to collect textbooks and homework books. If anyone forgets If you bring the money, contact the family immediately, and hand it in before noon at the latest, and if you can’t pay the tuition, then..."

The word "don't go up" was too hurtful, he picked up the cup and took a sip, and swallowed the tea and tea leaves.

The summer homework was piled up on the podium by the students, and then Teacher Qi appointed the monitor to collect the tuition.Everyone's tuition fee was wrapped in a paper bag, with their name written on the outside, and the class monitor collected and counted them, and approached He Hua step by step.

Teacher Qi nervously looked at the paper package on the student's desk, took another half bottle of quick-acting heart-relief pills, picked up a summer homework book, and waited for the conflict to arise from that corner.The squad leader was more nervous than him. Both palms of the poor boy were drenched with sweat, and he moved forward numbly almost like a robot. His eyes seemed to be fixed on the money but he couldn't count anything at all, just waiting for that A big drama of framing the protagonist begins.

With more and more money in his hand, he was getting closer and closer to He Hua, until the paper bag with the word "He Hua" came into view, and he woke up with a jolt.

How did you get him here?

Shouldn't he receive Qian Chaoye first, and then Qian Chaoye couldn't find the money, so he framed He Hua and stole it from him?

The small paper bag in the squad leader's hand fell to the table with a snap, and sweat dripped down his forehead. He turned around and ran to the podium quickly, as if there was a ghost chasing him behind him.

"Teacher Qi, Qian Chaoye is not here! He should be in the scene of framing He Hua, he..." Who is the person sitting in his seat, and why don't I know him?

Teacher Qi was concentrating on grading homework. Hearing the monitor's nervous voice, he didn't come back to his senses for a moment, and replied casually: "Qian Chaoye said he suffered from some kind of depression during the winter, and he has already suspended school."

He took a leave of absence?Then... who will frame He Hua?Teacher Qi and the class monitor looked at each other, with panic clearly written on their faces.

Other students with good deeds quickly gathered together to discuss the mess left by Qian Chaoye's departure.The study committee members turned their minds faster than others, and came up with an idea in a blink of an eye: "In addition to him framing He Hua, there are a few students who support him. Let's find someone to replace him in the order they got up and supported him. I remember Tang Yao should be the first to come out to support Qian Chaoye, along with Zhao Zhou, Lin Ye, and Cai Yanyan..."

She counted out the names one by one, and Teacher Qi's complexion gradually turned pale: "Several students transferred or asked for leave during the winter vacation, so we assigned a few students from other classes to fill in the gaps... ...No! Tang Yao is not there, he is still in our class!"

He called Tang Yao several times, and finally a little fat man unsteadily stood out from the crowd, wringing his fingers half-crying and said, "I have changed my name from Tang Yao to Tang Shun now." .”

When this kind of life is at stake, whoever calls him Yao, Shun and Yu, the most important thing is to pull it out to fill the hole.

But in addition to Qian Chaoye, the main force who framed He Hua, there had to be the first batch of people who stood up to help him frame him, the second batch of people who blamed He Hua without asking what was right and wrong, the third group of people who listened to their quarrel and became prejudiced, and the rest You have to watch with cold eyes, and you can't give the protagonist a little warmth.

But almost all of those people transferred to another school and ran away. How can this scene continue to be sung?

The wheels of the plot are rolling forward. Those who ran away certainly ran away, but those who failed to do so still have to take on the part of the scene that should happen. Who made them not the protagonists?

Most of the students in the class gathered around the podium, only He Hua sat calmly on his seat, put the wrapped money on the table, and did the English mock test papers without distraction.The bustle on the other side of the class seemed to have nothing to do with him, no matter what conclusion they made and how they would treat him, he could bear it with this indifferent attitude.This calm attitude also infected the teenagers gathered around the podium, and they finally made a decision——

Draw lots, draw lots, and leave the rest to the author!

Little Fatty was first pushed out to replace Qian Chaoye, and the rest of the students were divided into two groups. One group drew lots and the other drew lots. The whole class was divided into four levels, and the corresponding tasks were assigned to each level.

Those students who got the spectator lottery all returned to their seats with smiles on their faces, and the rest of them looked worse and worse, while the little fat man who was crying before became more energetic.He took out the money in his pocket, and chuckled: "What are you afraid of? I also read Teacher Lei's advice to Qian Chaoye. When the time comes, monitor, you must find the money in my pocket in time. Don't really leave it to He Hua." Put a psychological shadow on it."

The squad leader watched him put the money into his shirt pocket, and the edge of the pink paper was more than one centimeter exposed, and he felt deeply heartbroken for the readers who will see this episode in the future.Do you have to be so stupid... The author is not very serious and responsible, and dares to perfunctory the past. Can readers accept such a mentally handicapped plot?

Soon, all the students returned to their seats, and the little fat man specially changed seats with He Hua's deskmate, planning to frame him later.

The squad leader swayed to He Hua's desk with the plastic bag containing the money, took his money, counted it, and put it in. Just as he was about to ask the little fat man for money, he heard his exaggerated voice: "Oh! My money I can't find it, someone stole my money!"

This yell was loud, but then the little fat man didn't dare to look at He Hua, let alone point at him and say confidently: "Did you steal my tuition? Your family is so poor, how can you pay it?" The tuition fee must have been stolen from me!"

Under the pressure of plot inertia and psychological pressure, the time seems to pass very long.The little fat man sat on the chair with only half of his buttocks, and his waist was so straight that it started to ache, but he was still speechless and couldn't speak a word.

He didn't dare to move, but it didn't mean that no one would break the silence.

He Hua, who was sitting beside him, suddenly stood up, and his tall body pressed towards him.Sweat dripped from the little fat man's forehead, fearing that his shouting would leave him with an unforgettable psychological shadow, he quickly reached back and pinched the monitor.

Don't worry about one batch of framed and second batch of booing, just take out the money and throw it in my face now, I'm not afraid of embarrassment!

In this almost frozen atmosphere, He Hua's hand finally reached out to his chest.It's just that He Hua didn't pull his collar and scold him for framing himself as humiliated and angrily as everyone imagined, but took out the bulging pink bills from his chest, and smiled gently: "You put It’s in this pocket, I was too excited to find it just now, right? You can pay the fee now, be careful next time, and don’t make such an oolong again.”

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What's the matter with this gentle and domineering aura?Before the blackening, he was obviously a pure and weak white lotus, and he didn't do anything earth-shattering. Why did he want to offer his knees and beg to be a younger brother?