After the Bankruptcy of the Supporting Male Lead

After staring at the words for a long time, Chen Zhan had no choice but to speculate maliciously: "Is this... mocking me?"

It's better to send a pennant, at least it's a kind of cold humor to comfort yourself.

"You can afford this title." The military division said lightly.

"I've got my heart." The big characters were written in golden ink, which was too dazzling. Chen Zhan rolled it up again, and looked back at the round balls in the room: "Please pack them and take them away along the way."

All his life, he had suffered enough from education.

Military division: "There is a beginning and an end. There is still one thing you haven't done."

Chen Zhan noticed that when it spoke, the room was almost absolutely silent, and no law enforcement officer dared to act presumptuously in front of the ball.

The military adviser made the final decision: "It is only perfect if there is a final exam at the end of the semester."

There was a sound of gasping for cold air, probably because the system only had one big mouth, and the air flow rate in the small bungalow changed accordingly.

Chen Zhan asked casually symbolically: "What will happen to those who fail?"

The military division sneered: "What day is today?"

Chen Zhan didn't answer.

Military division: "The end of the children who fail."

"..."

There are four law enforcers in the room who use the bodies of the stranded people. Compared with the rest of the law enforcers, they have a great advantage... they can make expressions.

Ye You blinked hard at Chen Zhan, expressing the meaning very clearly: if she can get through the questions in advance, she is willing to spend a lot of money to buy it.

It's a pity that the incident happened suddenly, and the military adviser asked to write the questions on the spot, and acted as an invigilator to prevent cheating.

Chen Zhan is quite kind. He searched a few political questions involving philosophy from the Internet. As long as he writes, it is unlikely that he will get a zero.

For a while, there was only the sound of pens being written in the room. Occasionally, there were people looking left and right. The military division coughed lightly, and immediately corrected his attitude.The exam lasted four and 10 minutes. Chen Zhan didn't know what the law enforcers were thinking. At least for him, he was only thinking about going back to have a hot pot meal with Yin Ronglan at night.

After thinking about what dishes to add for 10 minutes, and using spicy or healthy tomatoes as the bottom of the pot, the alarm bell that was set in advance suddenly sounded, and Chen Zhan returned to normal: "Hand in the paper."

Putting down the pen, the system went up to the stage one by one and put the papers away.

The military division did not talk about friendship at all: "Go back and wait for the result."

The law enforcement officers lined up and prepared to fly away dejectedly. At any rate, there was a teacher-student friendship, and Chen Zhan felt a little sad.Just as I was about to say a few words of comfort, I suddenly heard a law enforcement officer complaining: "I failed the exam, and I didn't study much."

"Who would have expected a sudden exam, and the last question was only half written."

On the contrary, there was a group who was very happy: "The question is not difficult, this time it is stable."

In the scene of deja vu, Chen Zhan only knew that some of the law enforcement officers had low IQs. Unexpectedly, after these few days of training, a few white lotus green teas were produced.

The military division swept Chen Zhan away, and said that those who are close to ink are black.

As the law enforcers left one by one, the air seemed to become much fresher.

Now only the military division and Chen Zhan are left in the bungalow.

Looking at each other, Chen Zhan twitched his brows, and finally he was the one who spoke first: "Even if it is to promote education, there is no need to go to such lengths."

The military adviser shook his head: "The social system is different, you won't understand."

Giving up on this question, Chen Zhan restrained his other thoughts and asked what he cared most about: "Our camp is originally hostile, so is it not good to contact in private?"

If it is said to sow dissension, this method is too inferior, if it is to show favor, it is not necessary.

The military division glanced outside, and Yuantuan, who was eavesdropping, trembled in fright, and hurriedly begged Rao to run away.

It jumped onto the podium with a well-controlled momentum, and a void display screen appeared in front of it, making it easier for the other party to observe the writing on it.

After reading a few sentences quickly, Chen Zhan looked a little strange: "Abdication system?"

Military Advisor: "Within 100 years from the announcement, the headquarters is going to implement the abdication system. In fact, it was originally planned to use the eldest son inheritance system, but later I felt that the abdication system would be more convincing to the public."

Chen Zhan's eyelids twitched: "The eldest son inheritance system?"

The military adviser nodded, and took out a piece of paper: "[-]'s birth certificate has been changed, and it is set to be the illegitimate son of the commander living abroad."

"..." As a writer, Chen Zhan suddenly felt that his imagination was too lacking: "Does anyone believe this kind of nonsense?"

The military division perfunctory said: "If it was before, it would not be a problem to hide most of it."

According to the stupidity and sweetness of the system at that time, it is completely possible to stage a story of the real version of the emperor's new clothes.

After a few seconds of silence, Chen Zhan's IQ was trampled again.

The military division withdrew the display screen and made a further statement: "In order to better keep pace with the times, under the abdication system, each term of office is 30 years, with a maximum of two consecutive terms."

"..." Chen Zhan frowned, and said in a deep voice, "In that case, what's the point of fighting this battle?"

"Cleansing plan." The military adviser said indifferently: "Find a reason to weed out the systems with low IQ in a legitimate way. Moreover, the sudden implementation of the new plan will definitely encounter a lot of resistance, and it will be able to advance quickly by relying on the war."

The air was suddenly quiet.

There is nothing to say about it.

Knowing the ending and looking at the process, Chen Zhan didn't know how to feel. Thinking that the system was still fighting on the front line according to the route established by the headquarters long ago, subtle sympathy appeared in his heart.

But looking on the bright side, at least you don't have to save money to pay bail.

"The matter is about to come to an end," the military adviser said: "The new policy will be announced by the headquarters the day after tomorrow. If it comes back to you, it doesn't hurt to inform you in advance."

As the last ball flew away, Chen Zhan finally got a complete peace.

Passing by the market on the way home, I bought green vegetables and meat according to the plan I had planned before, and prepared to eat hot pot at night.Yin Ronglan hadn't come back yet, he was busy in the kitchen alone, thinking secretly whether he had eaten hot pot a little too frequently recently.

Confession is one thing, and there is no mercy when pouring the bottom into the pot.

"A spoonful of fuel consumption, sesame sauce is a friend..." Adding seasonings, humming an out-of-tune tune, exhilarating.

"I am back."

"Welcome back."

It wasn't until after answering the overly nasty words that Chen Zhan realized something was wrong. The moment Chen Zhan turned his head, his shoulders sank.Subconsciously picked up the spatula and waved it backhand, the ball was thrown out and bounced back again: "It's me."

Bending down to wipe off the red oil on the ground: "It's okay, don't speak in Yin Ronglan's voice." When Chen Zhan raised his head, he paused and said, "I've wanted to hit him for a long time."

"..."

Zero Seventy-six gave up asking Yin Ronglan what kind of death he had done recently, and couldn't wait to report his results: "With the cooperation of the host in the rear, I won a phased victory."

"Congratulations." Chen Zhan congratulated with a blank face, took a spoonful of the soup, tasted it, and frowned: "It's faded."

Then sprinkle some salt.

Zero Seventy-Six: "The host doesn't seem surprised at all."

"I believe in you."

Excited to hear that, Zero Seventy-Liu continued to show off triumphantly: "It was time to go all out, but I was going to show my weakness to the enemy. In this way, there will be more systems betting on the victory of the headquarters, and we can make a lot of money by fighting back at the last minute."

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that this gamble was worth it.

The bottom of the pot was boiling slowly, Chen Zhan thought for a while, and asked: "If the headquarters suddenly declares that the victory belongs to you, will you be happy?"

Without thinking about it, Ling Qiliu said: "How can you be happy when you are insulted?" After a pause, a bad premonition suddenly rose in his heart: "Why are you asking that all of a sudden?"

Chen Zhan rubbed his nose and sighed: "The matter has to start with a story with an IQ of [-]..."

He originally planned to wait until the system became famous and let it read the news from the headquarters by itself, but he changed his mind temporarily. He shouldn't feel anything but grief and anger a few days later, and he knew a few days earlier that it could be used as a tempering exercise.

"Zen, Zen abdication?"

Chen Zhan nodded.

Zero Seventy-six fell into a daze, and suddenly thought that the road to resistance was imminent, and the headquarters had not played any hidden cards so far, but quickly murmured: "Impossible. The commander will not easily hand over the power in his hand."

Chen Zhan took out two small plates: "Want to eat?"

The smell of the hot pot didn't lure the system in any way, but when he saw him take out the wine from the cabinet, he hesitated for a moment and still nodded.

"Maybe it's because you feel that you are hopeless, so you have to do it," Chen Zhan poured a glass of wine and pushed it over to it: "Maybe... it's because I'm getting old and going back to my hometown for a blind date and marriage."

"...don't make trouble."

Chen Zhan calmly conveyed the meaning of the military adviser: "Cooperation will benefit both, at least you are the biggest beneficiary."

Ling Qiliu took a sip of his wine and put down the glass with too much force, causing the table to tremble violently: "I was played for a fool."

Extreme joy begets sorrow, big ups and downs, nothing more than that.

I thought I would hear a few words of comfort, but after waiting for a long time, I found that Chen Zhan was eating his stomach as if nothing had happened.

Zero Seventy-Six couldn't believe it: "The host doesn't have anything to say to me?"

Chen Zhan looked at the bottom of the pot, thought for a while and said sincerely, "Eat while it's hot."

Seeing that the system didn't move his chopsticks, he said again: "I'm not even angry, why are you angry?"

Ling Qiliu was stunned, the host was more miserable than the miserable one, was pushed out as a target to attract the firepower of the law enforcement, and somehow became a learning promotion ambassador... At least he gained status and fame, and Chen Zhan was always contributing in vain.

"The host doesn't want revenge?"

Chen Zhan raised his eyebrows: "Why don't you give me an idea?"

Ling Qiliu sneered: "Rush to the headquarters to scold?"

Thinking about it again, the air there is so thin that there is almost no air, and the host can't live without it.

Chen Zhan: "I want a good result, but I also want not to be calculated. There are so many things in the world that have the best of both worlds."

Ling Qiliu was silent, and then said: "I understand. It's like the host likes Yin Ronglan, but he can't persuade him to give up pretending to be a ghost."

This is the so-called method of peace and happiness in the world.

Chen Zhan put down his chopsticks and smiled gently at it: "Come here."

[-] moved back a little.

Chen Zhan still smiled: "I promise not to hit you."

Ling Qiliu shrank his head, admitting cowardly as fast as Yin Ronglan: "I was wrong."

Chen Zhan stretched out his hand, unexpectedly did not slap it, but touched his round head: "Language is an art, so use it with caution."

The tone is light and fluffy, which is inexplicably frightening.

Ling Qiliu nodded again and again, didn't hear what he was saying at all, and echoed: "The host is right."