On the Treatment of the Leading Role of Passerby A

The cruelty on Wang Mei's face quickly disappeared, she cleared her throat, and said with a smile, "Have you had dinner yet? I'll make you some more? Why doesn't Xiaoqiao come to do homework with you?"

Zhang Ye shook his head with a smile, took off his school uniform, leaned on the sofa wearing a vest, and said lazily: "I ate mutton skewers on the way, and I am full. There is a test this week, and I highlighted it for him. Go back and eat. By the way, Mom, didn't you say that Uncle Liang once mentioned to my dad that he wanted me to help him tutor his youngest son? Can you tell him for me that I will go to his house on Sunday. "

Wang Mei looked disapproving: "You don't even look at what time it is, and you still help his child make up lessons. What if it delays you?"

"It's only half a day, it won't take much effort. Mom, remember to call, I'm going to take a shower first, I'm so sleepy."

Wang Mei was so annoyed by him, she glared at him, looked down at her phone and went back to her room.

She still has a lot of mess in her head, so tonight she will think about the way forward, and there will be no way out tomorrow.

Zhang Ye came out of the bathroom. There was only a small lamp left in the living room. He curled his lips and smiled, turned off the light and went back to the room.

This night was special, he no longer dreamed of the author he despised, but Zeng Qiao instead.

In the dark night, the two hid in a deserted alley and hugged each other tightly and kissed, but he changed from being indifferent at the beginning to being addicted to it, his whole body was hot, and he thought he was going to push the person covering him away, But he didn't want him to hug him tightly with both hands.

Something seemed to explode in the air, and people were caught off guard and panicked.

When he woke up the next day, he felt something was wrong under his body and covered his face with his hands, was he crazy?

It turns out that he didn't feel like dating anyone before because he liked men?He actually had a dream about Zeng Qiao's face, wouldn't he be crazy if that kid found out?

Embarrassed, she got up and rushed to the bathroom to take a shower. When she came out, Wang Mei looked at him with a puzzled look on her face: "It wasn't too hot last night, was it? It's going to get cold soon. You have to bring a coat sooner or later. Don't wear it if you can." I have no clothes to wear by then, and I have been busy these two days, so I don't have time to stare at you every day."

"Got it, Mom, you remember what I said yesterday."

Wang Mei pushed the breakfast to him: "Understood, you have a sense of propriety, don't forget the business for me."

When Zhang Ye came downstairs, he saw Zeng Qiao leaning against a tree and dozing off, his eyes were black and blue. Thinking about what happened last night, he was still embarrassed.

"Did you become a thief yesterday?"

Zeng Qiao yawned, and said vaguely: "Stop talking, I was very late last night when I studied the questions, and you didn't help me. It was very difficult. Let's go, I have to find some time to catch up on sleep."

Zeng Qiao walked forward leaning on Zhang Ye's shoulders like a soft bone. When he arrived at the school, he hurriedly separated, thinking that he didn't reveal his thoughts, but everyone on the campus looked at them, to be precise, at Zhang Ye. , There is sympathy and gloating.

It's really inexplicable, he is with Zhang Ye every day, and Zhang Ye hasn't done anything recently.

The students in the classroom were also like this, and Shen Tong looked at them with an expression that he didn't know how to describe. He dragged Zeng Qiao out when the class was over, and said in a low voice: "Now it's spread all over the school. Some people read it." Zhao Rong's mother and Zhang Ye's father are getting together. I don't want to ask him, do you think he can accept it if he knows? Who is it, who is so evil, and he wants to say it at this time, yes Do you want to harm Zhang Ye?"

This is definitely not what Zhao Rong said, such a face-saving person would like to pretend to be a good person in front of everyone, so the only one who knows about this is Chen Shanshan.

Is she crazy?Her own life was ruined, does she still want to drag Zhang Ye into the water?

Shen Tong talked for a long time, but he didn't see Zeng Qiao's reply. Instead, his beautiful face was so gloomy that he pushed him: "What are you doing? Do you know what's going on?"

"Don't ask, I'll talk about it later."

When Zeng Qiao returned to the classroom, he saw that Zhang Ye was still lying on the table playing with his mobile phone. Some people were eager to give it a try, and one of them walked over and sat in the seat of the person in front, looking at Zhang Ye's table: "I heard that Zhao Rong and his mother Is your father... for real?"

Zhang Ye raised his eyes slightly, and said flatly, "Why don't you ask Zhao Rong, he knows better."

"Impossible? How could he be such a good person..."

Zhang Ye sneered: "I look like a bad guy?"

Zeng Qiao pushed the man away, and said in displeasure, "Is it interesting to ask about other people's affairs? What's in it for you? Can you be number one?"

The man didn't dare to quarrel with Zeng Qiao because of his family background, so he walked away with a cold snort.

I can't afford to offend Zhang Ye, who was good friends with Zeng Qiao, but it's different for Zhao Rong, who was once the most difficult person in the class. thing.

Zhao Rong was late today, and as soon as he was sitting in the classroom, someone said in a strange voice: "Zhao Rong, your mother and Zhang Ye's father are on good terms, right? All your food and clothes belong to the Zhang family? Then don't you Should it be an enemy? Did his father say he would divorce and marry your mother? After that, don’t you want to divide the family property? Zhao Rong, you are lucky enough to be a rich second generation.”

Most people in the class would not be too interested in this kind of thing, they would say a few words at most, but this common saying was a thorn in the side, and they were not focused on studying, they were very enthusiastic about this kind of nonsense.

Zhao Rong obviously didn't feel the meaningful gaze of others. Hearing this moment, his face suddenly turned white, his lips trembled uncontrollably, and he subconsciously looked at Zhang Ye.

Zhang Ye continued to write and draw with his head down, but Zeng Qiao looked at him unkindly.

"Tell me, is it so difficult to say a word?"

Zhang Ye heard a sound, Chang Yan was pushed away and hit the table with a harsh sound, he didn't look back but knew that Zhao Rong couldn't stand it and ran out.

How could this be a problem that troubled him?

There are many people who can't bear it more than him, but I don't know if he has the face to continue reading.It should be, what does a good prospect have to do with gossip?

It seems that Zhang Tiancheng is going to be forced to divorce, and the family can't let it go any longer.

When he got home at night, Wang Mei was already there, just as he thought, Uncle Liang was sitting on the sofa with his son waiting for him.

Through the memory of the original owner, he had a deep impression on this child, he was not interested in studying, but he was good at gossiping.

It just happened to allow him to take advantage of it a little bit. After all, if such a person who is always the last one can improve a few places, Mr. Liang should be crazy happy.

"Xiaoye, is it appropriate to trouble you at this time? Uncle is really helpless. No amount of teachers can teach him. You are similar in age. I think he will listen to you."

Zhang Ye raised the corners of his lips confidently: "Uncle, don't worry, I will let him advance a few places from the bottom one. However, I may have a bad attitude, please forgive me."

"No problem, you can do anything if you fight, and you can't do anything if you don't fight."

The author has something to say: Zeng Qiao: My heart aches.