On the Treatment of the Leading Role of Passerby A

When Dongqiao arrived, Zhang Ye scratched his hair that was a little hot from the sun, and walked weakly along the old street.

City A has developed a new city in the past few years, and all the rich people have crowded there. The money his family has earned in the past few years is enough to buy a big house of [-] square meters in a high-end community in the new city. The war is about to start, it seems impossible.

Accompanying the children to grow together. The homework tutoring school is the industry that the Zhang family relies on for a living. In the past few years, it has gained a good reputation. More and more children come to sign up for tutoring, and the business is booming.The amount of advertisements has been increased, but there are billboards in every eye-catching place, and it is difficult for people not to see them.It took ten years from a small workshop located in a corner to renting an entire five-story office building, which shows its scale.

When he walked downstairs, he was surprised to see an overbearing car parked in the parking space that he hadn't seen for a long time. He went straight to the fifth floor, pushed open the door of the office, and the two people who were stuck together hurriedly separated.

"Aren't you going to the library? What are you doing here?" Zhang Tiancheng, who was almost caught out of his embarrassment, spoke displeasedly.

Zhang Ye collapsed on the leather sofa as soft as a bone, pouted: "Come to get the money, school will start soon, buy two clothes and get a haircut."

"Can the money here be moved freely? All of it has to be entered into the account. Your mother didn't give you any money? Call me in the future if you want money, don't mess around. How much do you want?"

"Why are you so serious? Don't you spend all the money you make for me? At least it's worth eight thousand dollars? Several students in our class traveled abroad during the summer vacation. I saved a lot of money by staying at home, so I have to make up for it."

"I didn't care about you for a while, did you learn badly outside? Did you speak human language? How do you know that compared with those who have gone abroad, you can't see those who haven't gone abroad?"

Zhang Ye disapproved: "They want to go abroad, isn't it because they didn't have good reincarnation skills and didn't choose the right parents? When did the company change assistants? Don't say anything, where did my pretty sister go?"

"Don't worry about useless things." The man took the cash from his wallet, and Zhang Ye saw that there were not many of them and refused to agree: "You have used me for so many years in advertisements, shouldn't the endorsement fee be so small? The city's No. 1 Is the gold content so bad?" As a last resort, he could only draw a card and hand it to him, and gave him a hard look.

Zhang Ye took it and raised the corner of his mouth, went out and slammed the office door loudly.

Zhang Ye took a taxi to the city center. He has been wearing this ugly pot head and black-rimmed glasses covering most of his face for half a month. The more he looks at it, the more stupid he looks. It’s no wonder that many people scolded the original owner in private for only knowing how to study. fool.The family is almost unable to hold on, and it is not a hard toss about who to change. The original owner naively thought that he would make his parents proud by doing better, and the family would remain the same.

If it is really useful, if his mother is sick and hospitalized, wouldn't the father go to the hospital to visit him and instead hang out with a woman who is older than his mother?

Some things are always surprisingly similar. Looking at the self before time-traveling through others is also a half-baked idiot.

Zhang Ye crossed over to a pure love novel with mediocre grades at Station J. He was neither the main character nor a supporting role, but a passer-by who didn't even have a name.

The author is really stingy with the original owner, and finally there is a paragraph that mentions that the protagonist captured 70.00%, with the words "good student" attached.

It is estimated that he is the luckiest one in the crossing army, he can play freely, even if this person is destroyed, there will be no terrible consequences.

But he didn't want to. In his previous life, he cared too much about the opinions of the people around him. He had always been wronged and restrained himself. He followed the steps to be a good student and young man. He founded a company and became a social elite. The son grandiosely came to make trouble...

It’s hard to wear it once and run into this kind of shit again. Good boy doesn’t have to do it.

The original owner was 1.8 meters tall, with long legs and good looks, but he just couldn't clean himself up.I went to the barber shop to change my hairstyle. My hair was cut short, permed and dyed a light chestnut color. Immediately, I looked a lot more energetic.There is no cure for high myopia at [-] degrees. Fortunately, you can wear contact lenses and change clothes, just like a different person.

Even Wang Mei didn't recognize him when he went to the hospital, and he sat there holding his stomach and laughing.

"I said it looks familiar, but I can't recognize it. My son is not only good at studying, but also handsome." He raised his hand and touched Zhang Ye's forehead. His profound and elegant facial features had been hidden for too long. Mom feels a little strange.

"Have you eaten at noon? I brought porridge from the Food City, and it's just right to eat while it's warm." He took out a disposable spoon, wiped it and handed it over.

Wang Mei took it and stirred it in the lunch box, and said solemnly: "Xiao Ye, mom knows it's inappropriate to tell you these things at this time, and she originally planned to stick to it until your college entrance examination is over, but now I can't bear it anymore. Your father is talking to you outside. That woman has been around for a few years, and it seems that she doesn't intend to look back. It's meaningless for me to persist here. It's uncomfortable for anyone to hang on to. It's better to leave as soon as possible, and it can be clean. As for who you want to be with, mother respects you choose."

Zhang Ye smiled and urged her to eat quickly, and thought for a while: "I'm definitely with you, but don't rush to divorce after marriage. You have been taking care of the school for the past few years, and let him share so many things for nothing. Fair. As long as there is evidence of his derailment in the past few years, not to mention letting him leave the house, the loss can be minimized. That is the hard work of my mother who grew up protecting her. What is that woman? It depends on me if she wants to sit back and enjoy the benefits Answer or not."

Wang Mei looked at her son in surprise, and sighed: "I have lived most of my life without being afraid of anything, but you are still young, and I am afraid that others will look down on you. You are my mother's fate, and I don't want you to be wronged."

Zhang Ye nestled obediently in Wang Mei's arms, his slender eyelashes drooped, and there was no smile in his eyes: "Just based on your son's appearance, would they dare? Mom, I'm an adult."

"It seems that the woman's son goes to the same school as you. If he dares to trouble you, he must tell his mother. I just don't want this face and I don't want them to have a good time."

Zhang Ye hurriedly comforted her: "Don't get angry when you are sick, don't worry, I have a sense of proportion, and it's not just paper."

Zhang Ye didn't go home until it got dark. The food in the hospital was not bad, and he was full.

As soon as he left the lobby, the phone in his trouser pocket rang, and he took it out to look at it. It was a group message, and he bumped into someone while lowering his head.

The man's face was pale, his hands kept pressing on his abdomen, and he couldn't even stand up, as if he was seriously ill.

Zhang Ye helped him up and walked back: "Brother, how are you doing? Do you need to go to the emergency room?"

"I... have a stomachache..."

Toothache, stomachache, I heard that it feels like death. He has never experienced it, but he heard the mosquito humming as if he had lost half his life, followed by a burst of toothache.This person is also powerful enough, he was not feeling well and he didn't let a family member accompany him, so he ran into the hospital alone.

The doctor saw that he had acute gastritis caused by eating bad food and needed to hang water. Zhang Ye asked him if he wanted to help?He said that a relative was in the hospital and would come if he called, and then thanked Zhang Ye politely.

With the help of the indoor lights, Zhang Ye saw that this man really had an idol face that thousands of fans are crazy about. He looks good even when he is sick. He has good skin, big eyes and double eyelids, and thin red lips. Runny, she looks a little cute and pitiful, but she is not girly at all.

After looking hard twice, he said his goodbyes and left. They don't need help, so what is he still doing here?

From the memory of the original owner, Zhang Ye knew that the house in the old town was bought three years ago, and it was the best for everything. However, Zhang Tiancheng and Wang Mei's relationship was already shaky, so most of the time, only mother and son lived there.

Sitting in the rental car and looking through the class group, someone posted a photo of them playing together. He stared at one of them for a long time, and finally understood why the old woman looked familiar to him today.Do you think that with heavy makeup, you can change your personality?

Suddenly, it was as disgusting as eating a mouthful of feces, and the original owner of the two hundred and five thought that he really wanted to make friends with him, and excitedly wrote it in the secret diary, which is too stupid.

If you want to say that his time travel is a little different from others, it is that he can figure out the author's true intention.

Zhang Ye used to read this novel when he was free, and the poor grades are not unreasonable. The writing style of elementary school students is broken for six days a week, and every time a chapter is published, he will cry in the author's words why it is so cool. With this attitude you Who is not cool?In the end, I couldn't bear it anymore, complaining that the readers didn't appreciate it, and then it ended in pain. As for the foreshadowing that was buried at the beginning, all the foreshadowing was thrown at grandma's house.

So at this moment, he suddenly guessed that the author's arrangement was a bit chilly. Is this a romance novel?It's almost catching up with the suspenseful reasoning drama of the great god next door, and it's even more brain-burning than that.

Zhang Ye rubbed his chin and stared at the photo, then pressed save casually, with a mocking smile on his lips.

When he arrived at the downstairs of the house, Zhang Ye casually raised his head and glanced up. Unexpectedly, the lights in the house were on. He thought it was too hot and wanted to sit down for a while before going up, but now he took a deep breath in his heart. Walk into the elevator, watch the red numbers keep jumping, and arrive with a ding.

He took out the key to open the door, went in and saw the old woman wandering around, he laughed: "Visiting the school during the day and visiting other people's homes at night, Auntie, what are you doing? Wouldn't it be impolite to just look around at other people's homes?" ? Oh, yes, it seems that you have no idea what manners are."

The woman was taken aback by him, and it took her a long time to ask carefully, "You are...Xiao Ye? You've changed so much that you can't even recognize her. Auntie is...your father went shopping, I'll wait for him."

Zhang Ye acted like a master, sat down on the large sofa in the living room, and squinted at her: "What are you buying? I thought no one came back from home? I'm old and still looking for excitement?"

The author has something to say: I changed it, okay.