On the Treatment of the Leading Role of Passerby A

Zhang Ye didn’t think of his phone until almost four o’clock in the afternoon. The screen lit up, and the screen was full of greetings from Zeng Qiao, almost every ten or twenty minutes, almost uniformly “Are you feeling better? You were fine yesterday.” .” “Are you asleep?” “Aren’t you awake yet?”

Unknowingly, Zhang Ye raised the corner of his mouth, and quickly typed: "I'm fine, I can attend your class with peace of mind." But he forgot that it was only 10 minutes between classes, and the video request had already been chased after the message was sent. .

As soon as I got connected, I saw Shen Tong's face squeezed in front of me, with a mean expression on his face: "Zhang Ye, are you okay? You are worried about us, Zeng Qiao brought our greetings to see you after school. My wife It’s inconvenient to go home far away, so I’ll bring you something delicious tomorrow. Zeng Qiao, do you want to be so stingy? It’s ok, don’t pinch me, and ask your questions carefully.”

These words sound serious, but for those who know the relationship between the two, it is not so simple. 300 taels of silver.

Everyone just thought it was a normal sign of a good relationship, but they just yelled out of nowhere: "Should I be so exaggerated? I got goosebumps when I saw it. I don't know, but I thought Zhang Ye was your wife. I'm worried." Be like this."

Zeng Qiao gave him a hard look, and Chang Yan quickly covered his mouth and said flatteringly: "I'm talking nonsense, Mr. Zeng doesn't remember villains. Don't forget to call me when you go to a good place in the future, I'm cheap Mouth."

Zhao Rong sneered at this moment, obviously too abrupt in such an occasion.

Chang Yan subconsciously thought that he was making fun of him for flattering others, so he became angry with embarrassment, threw off the stool and walked over to slap him on the head: "Laugh at your mother, laugh, I can't beat you to death."

The sudden rise of "fighting spirit" stunned the whole class. Zhao Rong really didn't remember to eat or fight. He just came out of the hospital not long ago. I don't know that Chang Yan is not someone who can be easily messed with?

The squad leader just came in from the outside and saw Chang Yan grabbing Zhao Rong's collar, his eyes widened in shock, and he pointed at the two of them: "Chang Yan, I think you want to be expelled from school, right? Don't let him go yet. Zhao Rong Rong, I would like to trouble you to think about what you have done when you are free. How long has it been since school started? Don't influence others."

As the saying goes, even though he has some bad habits, he didn't dare to be presumptuous in school, so he gave Zhao Rong a glance and turned back to his seat.

Zhao Rong glanced at Zeng Qiao meaningfully, the green eyes like snakes and scorpions made Zeng Qiao feel extremely disgusting.

As long as Zhao Rong dares to say one more word that is not good for Zhang Ye, Zeng Qiao will definitely make him pay the due price.

Although Zhang Ye didn't see it, the voice couldn't stop it from reaching his ears. He didn't have a face full of disgust and hatred like Zeng Qiao, but a faint smile on the corner of his lips.Is there anything more painful in this world than death and the separation of two worlds from your loved ones?

He wished he could deal with those who caused him pain with his own hands, but now that someone who is looking for trouble comes to his door and acts as a sandbag for him, how can he refuse?

"Let's go to class soon? I'll talk about it later if I have anything to say."

Zeng Qiao was used to Zhang Ye's expression of being extremely difficult to speak, even a little fierce. The classmates said that they never thought that Zhang Ye's face covered by long hair would be that of a bad student. God is playing tricks on people. However, just like this is actually a super college bully that everyone can't envy and envy.But at this moment, his face is pale, and his eyes and eyelids are drooping, which is a bit like a child who has been wronged outside, which makes him feel even more distressed.

"Okay, you rest first."

Zeng Qiao's heart was not in class long ago, he didn't listen to what the evening self-study teacher said, but unfortunately time didn't allow it, otherwise he really wanted to cook him a delicious meal in front of Zhang Ye, and save him I always worry about my aunt's future.

The homeroom teacher called Zeng Qiao to his side after class: "If he is not feeling well, he can take another day off. You can bring him homework. It doesn't matter if you hand it in a few days later. I borrowed this material from someone. Yes, let him take it and have a look."

Zeng Qiao came over, looked down and suddenly became dizzy, this is a nonsense question, another series of you know me and I don't know you: "Teacher, I will hand it over to him on time."

The head teacher was just about to go back to the office, but had to stop because Zhao Rong was catching up: "What's the matter, Zhao Rong?"

"Mr. Li, I also want to improve my studies. Can I read the materials given to Zhang Ye later?"

Teacher Li smiled a little awkwardly. She also had a headache for this student. She didn't show it before. How did it become like this in one summer vacation?

Teachers can't dampen students' enthusiasm, so they can only comfort them: "It's a national competition question, which is more difficult and will not be included in the college entrance examination. The teacher understands that you are also happy for your hard work. The teachers have been working hard these two days. Working together to sort out the questions is the type that will be tested in the past few years, as long as you understand it thoroughly, you don’t have to worry about encountering it in the future.”

Zhao Rong couldn't keep asking, so he just smiled and said, "Then I'll go back, Teacher Li."

"Go."

Teacher Pei had just finished teaching the second class. Seeing this scene, Zhao Rong walked away, and he snorted coldly: "What's the matter? Are you making a small report?"

Teacher Li sighed: "I asked Zeng Qiao to bring Zhang Ye a copy of the national competition mock questions. He said he wanted it too, so I persuaded him a little. It's getting late, so Teacher Pei should go home quickly."

Teacher Pei laughed: "It's not that I underestimated him. I didn't have such a brain at all. I have the courage to insist on eating this bowl of rice. If you are angry, you have to bet on what you are good at. What's the point of caring about showing your shortcomings in front of others?" mean."

Teacher Li smiled awkwardly and had nothing to say.

Zeng Qiao entered Zhang Ye's house in a cold suit, patted his body at the door before entering.

Wang Mei opened the door for him personally: "Is Xiaoqiao hungry? There is still soup in the kitchen, I'll get you a bowl."

Zeng Qiao blushed a little. This is the future mother-in-law. He cared about him so much, and he felt warm in his heart. He felt comfortable after being blown outside for a while.

"Auntie, I'm not hungry. Is Zhang Ye better? Teacher Li also asked me to bring him a mock test. I really can't understand it. By the way, if he is not feeling well, he can take an extra day off."

Wang Mei smiled: "He's lying under the quilt. He probably won't be able to fall asleep after sleeping for a whole day. Let's go in."

Zeng Qiao touched his head and went in. Zhang Ye's complexion looked better than when he saw people during the day, perhaps because of the warm light at the head of the bed.

"Zhao Rong's voice was for me, right?"

"Don't worry, I will never let him mess around and affect you."

Zhang Ye was amused by him, and he didn't seem to care at all.

The door was clearly closed, but Zeng Qiao looked back, and then he felt relieved, sitting on the edge of the bed and stretching his arms: "Look at the poor one, come, come to my husband's arms, and comfort you."

Zhang Ye rolled his eyes at him, stretched out his foot from under the quilt and kicked him: "Get lost."

It’s just that after speaking, there was a touch of melancholy and complicated in my heart. Seeing Zeng Qiao hesitated to speak several times, Zeng Qiao was confused and touched his face: “Where am I going wrong? Why are you looking at me like this? Make it clear, don’t Let me not find North."

Zhang Ye pursed his lips, put his hands on his shoulders, and sighed: "If one day you find that an unexpected person likes you, or even does a lot of things for you, you will never be able to do anything to him for the rest of your life." In return, what will you do?"

Zeng Qiao's face suddenly sank, and he asked in a deep voice, "What do you mean? Qin Yu is still pestering you? I'll go find him."

Zhang Ye is a bit helpless, Zeng Qiao is just a rich young master who has no worries, his parents are loving, his brothers are friendly, he will never encounter such a mess in his life, so naturally he can't understand his surprise when he finds out that Meng Ge has helped him a lot And grateful, and Zeng Qiao may never know the existence of Meng Ge in his whole life.

Looking away, shaking his head: "It's nothing, it's just a feeling."

Zeng Qiao's brows and eyes were full of seriousness, even the initial smile faded away, replaced by sadness: "Zhang Ye, I'm not smart, I can't guess your mind, seeing you are unhappy and worried, I am anxious but not worried. Dare to ask, but I'm also angry that you always lock me out, no matter how hard I knock on the door, I can't get in. You can tell me, but I will help you if I can."

Zhang Ye raised his hand and touched Zeng Qiao's brow, and saw that he was smiling because he stretched out. Young people should be carefree and happy, so why should Zeng Qiao live with him in hatred.As lovers, they are supposed to achieve each other and make both of them better, instead of dragging each other into a sea of ​​hatred. If they come to this point, he will feel guilty and uneasy.

"It's nothing, I read a short article during the day to pass the time. Is there anything you don't understand in the teacher's class today? Show me, and I will help you finish the lecture and go home and sleep."

Zeng Qiao was a little disappointed, but still clinging to him to please him: "I'll sleep with you later, can't I?"

Zhang Ye refused without mercy: "No, I'm sick and I need to rest well. I have to get up early tomorrow, and I want to eat the egg-filled biscuits sold at the school gate."

Zeng Qiao took out the book and handed over the competition questions by the way. Zhang Ye just glanced at it and put it aside: "Look at yours first."

Zhang Ye went to the back and saw that he didn't know what to ask, and even some knowledge points were the same as listening to heavenly scriptures, so he knew that this man had taken Shen'er to Java in class.

Zeng Qiao was also a little embarrassed, and said with a playful smile, "It's not because you are here, I have nothing to fear."

The next day Zhang Ye was still a little short of breath, Wang Mei was also worried, and asked him if he wanted to rest for another day, he said no, but obediently put on two extra clothes, a scarf and a hat, as if he had passed ahead of schedule. The look of deep winter.

Zeng Qiao waited downstairs, his nose and ears were red from the cold, when he saw Zhang Ye coming down, he smiled and held his hand, squeezed the soft palm: "You look so cute, Zhang Ye, go to this week My house? I'll prepare something delicious for you."

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