On the Treatment of the Leading Role of Passerby A

Zhang Ye's mother and son didn't have any relatives to leave. They only went to the grandfather's house on the second day of junior high school. After that, they both stayed at home, one was reading documents, and the other was racing against time to play games.

He and Zeng Qiao often play together. He was a little fascinated by things that he was not interested in before. I have to say that this is what a boy of eighteen or nineteen should like. Totally just bad.

Time flies, and school has started in a blink of an eye.

In the last semester, everyone seemed to be winded up behind them, controlled by teachers and parents, from opening their eyes in the morning to closing them at night without a break.

Zhang Ye is a person who has gone through the college entrance examination, and with a solid foundation, he is also very calm in this atmosphere.On the contrary, the classmates around him, who were a few months away from the college entrance examination, were already on the verge of a formidable enemy, which made Zhang Ye a little uncomfortable.

Even Shen Tong and Zeng Qiao had their butts stuck to the stool, and they didn't want to move it. He still brought back the dinner for the evening self-study.

He was a little puzzled when he was driven out to buy food by the two at first, but the two confidently ordered him to work because he was the one who had the least worries about exams.

"I'm two years older than my family, Qin Yu. We made an appointment to take the university entrance examination in City B. I have to save my breath and go there first to help him find the way."

"I want to go to the same school as you, how can I do without studying now?"

The weather was gradually warming up, and the torment of winter had gradually faded away. Zhang Ye accepted the so-called reasons of the two, and walked forward alone with his hands in his trouser pockets.

I didn't expect to see Chen Shanshan, whom I hadn't seen for a long time. Compared with the harshness before, she was much softer, eating bread with one hand, and memorizing words with her mobile phone at the same time.

Zhang Ye didn't pay attention to her at first, but she suddenly raised her head, their eyes collided, she walked over and said with a smile: "Zhang Ye, you still can't do it, you didn't get any favors in a semester, but you sent him abroad to be gilded Yes. Money is such a good thing, no matter what it is, it can climb out of the mud and fly into the sky, don't you think?"

Zhang Ye pursed his lips and smiled: "No, but no matter how high you fly, sooner or later you will fall down and show your original shape. Don't you think it's fun to drag the tall people into the stinky ditch?"

Chen Shanshan snorted coldly: "Wait and see, sooner or later I will show you how I dealt with those bitches, all the crimes I suffered, and my poor mother, I will ask them for it all back. "

Zhang Ye never saw Chen Shanshan again, but when filling out the application form, he heard people say that she applied for a university in a southern city. In such a prosperous city with high consumption, people may grow up faster.

He couldn't forget the hatred, but he had to give himself time to breathe. He hoped that Chen Shanshan could live a better life than anyone else in the days to come.

The weather is getting hotter, and everyone has changed into half sleeves and shorts.

Zhang Ye was called by the teacher to the office to talk for a while, and helped him estimate the score. At the end, the head teacher was pleasantly surprised: "Q is stable, no problem."

He also thinks that Q is okay, but he still said that he should discuss it with his mother before making a decision.

As soon as he walked to the door of the classroom, he saw Zeng Qiao sitting on his seat with a sad face, constantly pounding his head.

"What's wrong with you? Knock what, don't knock stupidly."

Zeng Qiao turned around and put his arms around his waist, buried his handsome face in his stomach, and said sullenly, "What should I do? I've worked hard, but my grades are still not satisfactory, so I can't go to the same school as you. "

Zhang Ye patted his head with a smile: "You have tried your best, how about I apply to the same school as you?"

Zeng Qiao opened his mouth wide, regained his senses and pinched him: "No, if you dare, I will kill you."

And Shen Tong was more excited than everyone else, smiling from ear to ear all day long, asking her if there was something good she didn't say, which whetted people's appetite.

After the college entrance examination, those of them who seemed to be scrambling out of purgatory could finally have a summer vacation with peace of mind.

Although the two did not have the opportunity to study in the same school, they applied for the same city, so they did not worry about not having the opportunity to meet each other.

Wang Mei is very confident in her son, and the expected Q is big. She said happily: "My good son, I really gave my mother a face. I will give you a big gift this time. Where do you want to travel? You can play as long as you want. Enough money."

Zhang Ye sneered: "Come on, I don't have the strength. I'm content to sleep at home and sleep in the dark. Our family is already very poor, and you are so bold. I don't want to be stripped down to my underpants."

Wang Mei scolded him with a smile, then turned to ask Zeng Qiao who was next to him. The kid was always sad because he couldn't go to the same school as Xiao Ye: "Does Xiao Qiao have any arrangements? Why don't you two go play together?"

Zeng Qiao smiled: "Auntie, my friend is coming to visit me. I might take him around here. It's good for Xiao Ye to go with me. The weather is too hot, it would be nice to eat watermelon with the air conditioner at home."

Zhang Ye didn't think much about it, and said casually, "Your own friends will treat you yourself, don't disturb my sleep."

After Zhang Ye finished speaking, he forgot about it. It was really like what he said, he stayed at home every day except eating and sleeping. Even he himself felt that if this continued, his weight would probably increase. Although it doesn't hinder anything if he is a little fatter, he is also a person who has demands on himself.

No matter how reluctant he was, he got up and went outside to exercise. It was at this moment that he realized that Zeng Qiao, who had been pestering him every day, suddenly disappeared.

Zhang Ye didn't even think about dialing his phone: "Where are you? I haven't got dinner."

The voice over there was very noisy. Zeng Qiao didn't know what he said to the person next to him, so he found a quiet place, and the noise immediately became much quieter: "I told you that my friend is coming here to play with me, you Say not to be together."

Zhang Ye sat up from the bed, frowned and said, "What's your name?"

Zeng Qiao smiled and said, "Did you recognize me after I said the name? It's called Zhuang Yan, the son of my father's friend. We played together until we grew up."

Zhang Ye is not calm now. In the original text, Zeng Qiao and Zhao Rong are a couple, but there is no shortage of outstanding, wealthy and handsome male protagonists, such as this solemn.

Fortunately, Zhuang Yan is the kind of person who would rather watch you happy than cause you trouble and pain, so Zeng Qiao and Zhao Rong's feelings were not affected much.

If it was changed to before, he would sigh with emotion: "Finally, a normal person appeared in this book."

but now!he!completely!cannot!accept!

Now that all the plots have changed, if Zhuang Yan abandons his forbearance and launches a love offensive, won't he be very troublesome?

"Where are you? I'm going to find you now."

Zeng Qiao was a little happy, but when he saw the scorching sun outside, he felt sorry for him: "I'll pick you up when you're having dinner, it's too hot now, and you're uncomfortable in the sun, why don't you catch up on sleep? Be good, be obedient .”

Zhang Ye was short-tempered for a moment: "Zeng Qiao, aren't you a little careless?" After that, he didn't know how to say it.

The author has something to say: Zhang Ye: I'm not jealous, you read it wrong.

I'm sorry, I've been coughing so much lately, oh my god, it's uncomfortable