After the Bankruptcy of the Supporting Male Lead

The two were taken away for confession by different police officers. As a victim, Chen Zhang was obviously treated much better, and a warm-hearted girl helped pour a glass of water.

The police officers are all capable and experienced. During his speech, he was very cautious: "My family only caught fire. Last week, I walked on the road on Sunday. When I encountered a sudden encounter, I left a lot of attention."

Chen Zhang did not deliberately suspect that the other party was involved in the arson case, but only provided logical support for his actions.

Responsible for investigating the arson case is the police in another area, which also needs the necessary information to be shared, so the police officer did not leave Chen Zhang more, only asked him to leave contact information.

In fact, the trouble has just begun.

It is not difficult to conclude from the previous call that Yin Ronglan was really angry.

[System: The host never thought about what would happen if she threw a knife instead of throwing a knife. 】

Chen Zhang took off his coat and took off the anti-stab suit inside. Without the tight bondage, he instantly relaxed a lot: "Of course I thought."

So the necessary safety work was done early in the morning.

For a bait thrown by someone else, it is cost-effective to take risks.

Yin Ronglan never froze him, and on the way back, Chen Zhang had been thinking about how the other party would convey anger.

Cold violence?

Language conflict?

Plan ahead and buy some snacks at the supermarket first. Chen Zhang found a comedy movie in advance, and prepared to use it to adjust the atmosphere when necessary.

Calculated according to normal get off work hours, an hour has passed by now, and even if there is a traffic jam on the road, Yin Ronglan should have arrived.

Chen Zhang hesitated for a moment, and no one was connected to make the call.

In the past half hour, I called again, this time I sent a text message in advance, the content is to answer the phone plus a smile.

It was connected before it even sounded, but the person over there did not speak.

Chen Zhang took the lead in breaking the silence: "What are you doing?"

"runaway."

Chen Zhang: "...but this is your home."

Yin Ronglan: "You can't let you get cold outside."

Chen Zhang's eyebrows fluttered, and after a while sighed: "I apologize."

But within five minutes, the door was opened, and Yin Ronglan walked into the room calmly to change clothes.

With a judgment, Chen Zhang stood by the door: "Just now you were in the garage?"

There was a sound inside.

Chen Zhan: "I'm so distressed that you will be frozen."

Sisuo's changing clothes stopped, and the door suddenly opened. Chen Zhang didn't stand and almost fell over, frowning and asking, "Why don't you say it when you open the door?"

Before the clothes buttons were fast enough, Yin Ronglan asked the key point: "If it is frozen, can I ask for a bed warmer?"

Chen Zhang shook his head without thinking.

Yin Ronglan glanced at him: "Why should I be frozen?"

Chen Zhang's expression is complex: "Your logic... is more meticulous."

Nodding was the default. Yin Ronglan went to the kitchen to get a few small dishes, poured the snacks on the table one by one, and squeezed two glasses of juice by the way.

After all, the movie Chen Zhan found came in handy.

When the cups touched in the air, they ate snacks. During this period, Chen Zhan looked at the phone and determined that there was no call from the police.

Yin Ronglan noticed his small actions: "There are many more to be investigated at the end of the inquiry."

Euphemistically remind you not to let the truth turn out in the first half of an hour.

Chen Zhang shrugged helplessly: "When a person is kind, he will be bullied."

There have always been troubles recently.

Yin Ronglan automatically filtered out his ghost words: "Why let a woman test you?"

Chen Zhan pointed sideways with Yu Guang: "Don't you mean to test me?"

Interested people are wondering why he suddenly became obsessed with Jiang Ying.

Yin Ronglan didn't dare to take it seriously even if he understood the information. After all, everyone believes in science.

The unpleasant topic ended before the beginning, and the two continued to watch the video with empty eyes. The actor's emotional changes are well portrayed, and the lines are very charming.

As time went by, Chen Zhang yawned with her hand covering her mouth: "Who is Nike?"

Yin Ronglan recalled the brief introduction: "It seems to be the protagonist."

Looking at each other and realizing that he didn't pay attention, Chen Zhan got up and turned off the power, and took a break in advance.

·

The storm of the arson case hadn't passed yet, and Chen Zhang's worth rose again.

There is no shortage of topics as long as he is invited to any event.

Wang Cheng will not be exhausted, but will delete some activities at this juncture, thus maintaining a trace of mystery in Chen Zhang.

Before getting off the train, Wang Cheng said: "I have found a good reporter who will ask the question in due time and cooperate with the speech."

Chen Zhang: "Trouble."

Wang Cheng waved his hand to show a little food, but wondered: "What is the point of asking this question?"

Chen Zhan smiled: "In order to make the night update look unintentional."

Most of the people behind the scenes want to test why his sexual orientation changes so quickly. In fact, this is really a worry. The original person really had a subtle affection for the same sex.

This season, wearing a suit and walking on the red carpet, the temperature was neither too hot nor too cold. As soon as I entered the internal meeting place, I was surrounded by several reporters.

"Is it true that you live with your boyfriend now, is it true?"

Chen Zhan looked down at the news agency brand hanging on the microphone: "Isn't it the first photo you took?"

The reporter froze for a moment before thinking of this, and smiled awkwardly.

Most of the issues revolved around the arson case. Chen Zhanju responded to the results of the police investigation.

A reporter suddenly asked: "Someone on the Internet says that Jiang Ying is the beginning of your love, and Yin Ronglan is the end of your love. What do you think of this?"

Chen Zhan shook his head slowly: "Jiang Ying is not the beginning of my love."

Many reporters caught their eyes and smelled the news.

Chen Zhan didn't directly state: "It's almost the first anniversary of the publication of "Confessions", I will update a free copy as soon as possible.

Reporter: "Does it involve emotional drama?"

Chen Zhang nodded.

After what had been said, Wang Cheng came to rescue him from the microphone.

That night #《徏憵录》一年年# was listed on the topic list.

The reading volume ranges from more than 20 million to 100 million. Obviously, Wangcheng has not helped behind the scenes.

"Excited, will it be more tonight?"

""Confessions" is Bai Yueguang."

"With the confession recorded, the male **** and the persecution shadow can only be concubines!"

...

Most of the comments are asking when to update, Chen Zhang picked a reply: tonight.

This kind of thing naturally needs to hit the iron while hot to achieve the desired effect. Thoughts are unobstructed, and typing speed is fast

Tens of thousands of people in the world, why are they getting deeper and deeper towards the goddess?

I have heard this question more than once.

In fact, before meeting the goddess, I once had a throb in my life.

One rainy day, I went out and found that the tires of the car were stuck.

Under the heavy rain, the roadside was rented out. It was really impossible, and I was forced to squeeze the bus.

The window was closed tightly, and some people carried chickens and fish, and a humid smell filled the surroundings.

My hands were clenched tightly and I didn't even dare to breathe, for fear of nausea and vomiting.

A good scent of mint came suddenly.

I turned my head and saw a tall, cold man.

This kind of good figure is common, and I often have hatred because of jealousy, but this time it is different.

The light mint smell from him made me very comfortable.

After a quick glance, it was enchanted.

The next day, with the luck of the luck, he took the bus again at the same time. Perhaps it was destined that I saw him again!

He stepped on the bus before me, and there was obviously a vacant seat left, but he didn't sit.

Is this... specifically for me?

Sometimes it feels ridiculous. The bitter character like me, the care of others who have been given by others will be remembered.

It seemed that there was a tacit understanding between the two parties, and on the third day I saw him again.

This time there were a lot of people. A middle-aged aunt pressed hard and I almost fell.

After several people, he came slowly here.

I didn't squint, pretending to be cold, my tremor was shaking.

He stood behind me, invisibly isolated a small piece of space, and since then no one has approached me.

Similar plots have been seen many times in idol dramas, happening to myself, and still inevitably feel the heart.

Do you want to say hello? Does it look abrupt?

When thinking, he missed the best opportunity, he did not know when he had got off.

I sighed and thought I would ask him for a mobile phone number when I meet again tomorrow.

After getting off the car, there is always a sense of perplexity.

"Probably really lost my soul." Can't help but laugh at himself.

Beside the platform, looking up at the gray sky, ready to leave.

The moment he turned around, his arm was suddenly grabbed by someone.

Is it him? !

I turned around excitedly, who was expected to be the middle-aged aunt who got out of the car together, and the voice looked particularly urgent: "Boy, your stuff was stolen!"

I was stunned, as if struck by thunder.

The aunt stamped her foot: "Don't blame me for not reminding me that the thief is so strong and holding a knife that everyone around him dare not come close."

After talking, I patted my shoulder: "Go and report, maybe you can get it back."

I don’t believe it: "Is that the man behind me who stole it?"

Aunt nodded: "Wear a blue coat, very tall."

I maintained my last stubbornness, and refused to admit that the deliberate closeness of the thieves was interpreted as a crush on each other, and gritted his teeth: "He stole my mobile phone, probably to get my mobile number."

Leaving the look of the lunatic in mind, the aunt shook her head and left.

There were several dull thunders in the sky, and heavy rain poured like the day of the first encounter.

At this moment, I swear... I will look for the object later, and I must look for the kind that doesn't want money and it's better not to take care of me!

...

There are many people waiting for the update, about five minutes, the comments erupted like a well:

[Mary's hair: Thinking of the first chapter, Jiang Ying walked past him without squinting... I seemed to finally understand what. 】

[Love Bird: Didn’t look at him after the movie, nor did he walk his wallet... is that true? 】

[Tb567569: Silently add, the non-strabismus is still due to myopia. 】

[Ding Dang: What a good...curious love! 】

As expected, Chen Tuo shook his head with a smile, stretched his waist and prepared to go to rest.

It was a little late the next day, and Yin Ronglan was ready for breakfast. Chen Zhan sat down after washing, and when the soy milk became cold, he found that he was still hanging on the hot search.

The first popular one is a video recorded by a student wearing a school uniform, because it is recorded while walking, and the camera is a bit jittery.

"Every time I go to school, I can meet a handsome boy. Occasionally, we look away quickly. This hazy feeling makes me full of hope for life and study, but it is This morning, our eyes were facing each other, and we all held our pockets subconsciously.

Thinking of being in school with each other, how could stealing be done on the bus? They both put their hands down awkwardly.

But I know that it is impossible for me and him to have a future...because we lost our trust in each other from the beginning!

All this is because of Chen Zhang, a ruthless bus love killer! "

The author has something to say: Chen Zhang: ...I don't remember this pot.