After the Bankruptcy of the Supporting Male Lead

Ever since Chen Zhan spoke the truth, the system never talked to him again.

Chen Zhan didn't care too much, and asked, "Are you unable to afford it?"

Still no response.

The response after updating the article yesterday was quite good. Although there was still a lot of criticism on the Internet, at least it was not completely boycotted.

There are different opinions about who the peaked cap man is, and there are outrageous speculations that it is even Lin Chiang in disguise.

Netizen A: The idiot president and the future actress of the entertainment industry, what a touching CP!

Netizen B: I don’t know if you still remember, at the convenience store, the CEO threw down 100 yuan and left in a hurry.Maybe it was to disguise and follow Jiang Ying.

Netizen C: Ah, the smell of this woman's blood is so sweet... I can't help but write a million-word novel.

The power of the Internet is quite miraculous. In less than one night, someone found out that Lin Chiang had been in a car accident when he was a child, and nearly lost blood to death.Some netizens even think that he may be suffering from mild blood thirst.

#林池昂，血# The topic quickly became popular.

When Chen Zhan saw this development, he was really confused for a moment.

The behavior analysis ability of this year's netizens is really...too scary.

What was even more frightening was that when he read all the unfounded evidences listed, he was almost convinced.

Driven by the power of the Internet, the number of people who read the article has made a qualitative leap.

Chen Zhan glanced at the reward money in the background, and considered whether to add a meal.

"Xiao Chen." The old man called out in the corridor.

Chen Zhan opened the door, and the old man was wearing loose clothes today: "My former friend invited me to the horse riding field, do you want to follow me?"

Chen Zhan: "Do you care about the food?"

The old man nodded.

Chen Zhan: "Wait for me to change clothes."

The air outside is always a bit fresher than inside the house. Chen Zhan took a light breath and turned to look at the old man: "Your body is healthy, so riding a horse is no problem?"

The old man waved his hand: "I don't ride a horse, but I can appreciate it."

Unexpectedly, Yin Ronglan was also there. He stood in front of an off-road vehicle, like a tall and straight Yuzhu, gentle and light, attracting the attention of many passers-by.

Chen Zhan: "The car is not bad."

"Borrowed from a friend." Yin Ronglan helped them open the car door: "My car is not suitable for driving on a horse riding ground."

Chen Zhan seemed to ask the old man casually: "Mr. Yin used to go out with you often?"

"He's a busy man," the old man waved his hand. "It's because I was sick some time ago, and he gave some of the things he was doing to others, so he has some free time."

Yin Ronglan was in charge of driving, turned off the air conditioner in the car which was too cold, smiled and said, "I will come to see you often in the future."

The old man refused: "Work is the most important thing."

Chen Zhan couldn't tell whether this person was malicious, so he said: "I am a freelancer, and I can help take care of one or two on weekdays. Mr. Yin doesn't need to spare time."

Yin Ronglan smiled gently: "Then I will trouble you."

The car gradually drove away from the city, and when it reached a crossroad, the old man caught a glimpse of Chen Zhan using his mobile phone to locate the location, and said, "Rong Lan knows the way."

Chen Zhan raised his head: "It's very important to find out where you are."

In case of being sold to the valley.

The old man was stunned for a moment, then leaned back happily: "I didn't expect you to be quite humorous."

Yin Ronglan saw Chen Zhan's serious eyes from the rearview mirror, smiled lightly and shook his head.

The horse farm is open and flat, without the rough ore where cattle and sheep are seen under the wind and grass, and the grass and trees are slightly withered and yellow.

The old man first went to visit his friend, who was a middle-aged man in his 40s. He was very happy to see the old man. After a few pleasantries, he shook hands with Yin Ronglan and Chen Zhan to say hello.

The middle-aged man took them on a tour of the racecourse, and just happened to meet a few people carrying a horse out. It was a bay red pony, and it was out of breath.

The middle-aged man sighed: "The temperature has fluctuated. A few days ago, several horses were infected and did not survive."

The old man glanced at the color of the coat: "It's a good horse, what a pity."

Middle-aged man: "My daughter couldn't bear it, and wanted to hold a symbolic funeral and then deal with it."

Yin Ronglan said lightly: "If you don't deal with it as soon as possible, it will easily affect the mood of tourists."

The middle-aged man was taken aback.

Yin Ronglan: "Seeing the pony's body will arouse some subtle sympathy."

After careful consideration, the middle-aged man thought it made sense, and asked the staff to avoid customers when they left.

Standing at the very edge, Chen Zhan could see the faces of several people thoroughly. Since seeing Xiao Ma's body, Yin Ronglan was not moved at all.He finally knew where the sense of disobedience he had felt in the other party all the time came from. Yin Ronglan behaved very politely, but he seemed indifferent.

Yin Ronglan looked at Chen Zhan as if she noticed that too much attention was on her.

After being caught, Chen Zhan said calmly, "Mr. Yin seems to be very good at equestrianism."

The topic change was not clever, and Yin Ronglan did not admit or deny it, but asked, "Where do you see it?"

"Long legs."

I don't know if it was Chen Zhan's illusion, but when he finished saying this, Yin Ronglan narrowed his eyes, and the light inside was quite meaningful.

The middle-aged man and the old man didn't speculate too much, and regarded it as a chatter among young people, the middle-aged man smiled and said: "Let's go to the horse selection."

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On the other side of the racecourse, a chubby rich businessman posed for a few photos, put his whip aside, and beckoned to his son.

The boy looked very similar to him, with a slightly thinner build.

The wealthy businessman pointed him in the right direction.

After reading it, the young man groaned: "Isn't that Chen Zhan? It's this scum who wanted to chase after my goddess Jiang Ying back then."

As soon as the words fell, a fat palm slapped heavily on the back of the head: "Long Dixin, did I let you see him?!"

The young man rubbed his head, and then he noticed the man beside Chen Zhan, and murmured, "I seem to have seen it somewhere."

The wealthy businessman whispered, "Your Uncle Zhao's birthday banquet."

The young man got an impression. That day, the man put down the congratulatory gift and left quickly. Before going out, he was bumped by himself who was playing with his mobile phone with his head down: "I still remember Dad, you were nervous and kept apologizing. As for it?"

Rich businessman: "Do you know how your grandfather made his fortune?"

The boy nodded: "I'll flatter my horse."

Look at the direction of the wind, find a good team to gamble, others eat meat, they drink soup.

Wealthy businessman: "If you get a high opinion of that person, our family can get rich for another three generations."

The young man pressed his eyebrows: "Would it be too deliberate to go up and say hello?"

Wealthy businessman: "Anyway, it's a racecourse, and everyone is wandering around..." He fixed his eyes on Chen Zhan: "I think that young man gets along well with him. You can observe them in the dark and understand what they are talking about. By the way Learn the art of speech and performance."

The young man couldn't help raising his voice: "You let me learn from Chen Zhan, do you know that he is being ridiculed by the whole network now?"

After finishing speaking, he was slapped again: "Whether he laughs or praises, getting Yin Ronglan's favor is a skill."

The theory was fruitless, the young man reluctantly led the horse and walked over there, pretending to be like tourists wandering around, but actually eavesdropping on the exchanges of these people.

The middle-aged man picked a docile white horse for Chen Zhan, touched the horse's mane, and suddenly he could understand the feelings of those horse lovers.

It's a pity that riding a horse is a technical job. Chen Zhan didn't wear the right pants, so he gave up after a short time.

The old man also wanted to go up for a ride, but was ruthlessly blocked. Yin Ronglan and Chen Zhan stood on the left and right side tacitly to prevent him from acting on a whim.

The flat place has a strong style, and the old man walked against the wind, looking at the wild grass and rocks in the distance, and recited a sentence emotionally: "This old man is talking about being a teenager."

Chen Zhan continued emotionally: "Lead the yellow on the left, and Qing Cang on the right."

"..."

The old man smiled dryly, but still cheered and said: "As long as you work hard, you may not be able to become a goshawk soaring in the sky."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man on the side laughed loudly: "Look at what you said, what has become of the person standing on the left, a dirt dog?"

"..."

The atmosphere that finally warmed up a bit was cold and silent again.

The middle-aged man realized that something was wrong, and after staying on the racecourse for a long time, he habitually made jokes outspokenly.

As the source of the disaster, Chen Zhan was kind enough, and began to casually chat about the white horse to change the subject: "Mr. Yin, would you mind showing off your equestrian skills?"

Yin Ronglan asked very calmly: "Then what is the difference between me and the horse performers?"

Chen Zhan replied seriously: "You are free."

"..."

Not far behind them, the young man was covered in cold sweat... What kind of language art is this? If they learn it, their family will collapse from this generation!

The old man smoothed things over: "I haven't seen Rong Lan riding a horse for a long time."

Yin Ronglan got on the horse, and the movements were done in one go.

Chen Zhan said enviously: "Even if you are not handsome, as long as you are riding a horse, you will be the most eye-catching."

What's more, Yin Ronglan has quite perfect facial features.

Yin Ronglan did not run in the racecourse, but rode a horse on the hillside in front of him. When he came back, he clearly saw the admiration in Chen Zhan's eyes. This expression could not be faked, and he said in a relatively gentle tone: "Courage and perseverance are indispensable for learning horses well." , you can come more when you are free."

Chen Zhan: "And the most important point is that money must not be less."

Yin Ronglan got off the horse, smoothed the wrinkles on the clothes, and did not refute: "That makes sense."

Several people returned to the state of walking forward happily.

The young man was full of confusion and walked towards the old father in a daze.

When the wealthy businessman saw him, he quickly asked, "What have you learned?"

The young man couldn't say a word, and finally copied the conversation of those people just now.

After hearing this, the rich businessman sighed: "No wonder two generations ago, our family is still struggling on the edge of nouveau riche. We can't learn how to communicate with rich people."

The young man wanted to take a photo of Chen Zhan and hang it on the Internet, he hesitated for a while, but he still didn't do it, in case he offended Yin Ronglan, the loss outweighed the gain.

The rich businessman led him to leave, but the young man suddenly slapped his thigh, making the fat on the rich businessman's face tremble with fright: "Why are you so surprised?"

Young man: "It's hard to see me, I forgot to remind you."

If you can verify the identity of the man in the peaked cap in the article, this trip is not in vain.

The rich businessman didn't give him this chance and forcibly dragged him away.

The author has something to say: Lin Chiang: "Have I been on the trending search today?" He looked at his phone: "Oh, it's on again."