After the Bankruptcy of the Supporting Male Lead

Sugar supplementation allows the brain to rethink.

"System, what should I do if I can't find the object?"

After a while, a weak voice came from the system: [If you are in full bloom, the breeze will come. 】

Chen Zhan sneered, compared to when he first came here, he had savings and a career, so he was in full bloom.

[System: Different varieties.The host may belong to Titan Amorphophallus, which only blooms once every few years, and it is said that the smell can reach 800 meters. 】

The hand that was packing the dishes almost slipped, Chen Zhan sighed, and his eyes regained his sanity... Forget it, it still depends on fate.

In the past few days, gossip reporters came to the door one after another wanting to interview, but Chen Zhan declined one by one, and finally found it troublesome to evade, so he simply pretended that there was no one at home.

Because of this move, the old man at the door instantly became very popular. Many people went to see him with gift boxes and asked the old man about Chen Zhan's knowledge.

The milk and eggs in the house can hardly be piled up. Several times, the old man almost thought that the person living across the street was not a neighbor, but a reincarnated lucky cat.

Chen Zhan is a restless character, he has nothing to do at home, so he opened a private message to see if there are any internet celebrities looking for him to co-make videos recently, only to find that since the day before yesterday, all the requests for cooperation were from men.

The cruelty and reality of the world can be seen from this.

On the other hand, Chen Yu finally calmed down, and late one night, he sent a message with a length of several thousand characters segmented, expressing his regret from the bottom of his heart.At the end, I mentioned that I hope he can issue a statement, saying that the two really have nothing to do with each other.

How desperately spent money to hire reporters to stir up topics before, now it is so clear.

In Chen Zhan's eyes, everything was settled.

For Yin Ronglan, some things have just begun.

The subordinate Xiao Zhao is the person with the most obvious experience. The boss was about to bow his head to sign the contract after reviewing it, when he suddenly raised his head and looked contemptuously: "The closest person?"

"...what are you talking about?"

Yin Ronglan: "Go and hire someone to do a search to see if the kidnapper has any previous convictions that haven't been discovered."

The subordinate has long practiced the unshakable facial expression, so he nodded.

Gently put down the pen, Yin Ronglan stood by the window, mocking himself: "Maybe I'm a little dazed."

Xiao Zhao looked at his back and pursed the corners of his mouth.Starting from scratch and making it to where it is today means having to be suspicious of people all the time.Although it sometimes feels absurd, it is really not easy for a boss to make a friend.

Breaking away from my responsibilities, I couldn't help but add one more sentence: "Actually, whether it's a husband and wife or a friend, it's very important to have a common topic."

Yin Ronglan turned around and nodded: "Go ahead."

Xiao Zhao: "I had a very good friend in high school, and we complained together every day. Later, when I went to college, the distance gradually became silent."

Yin Ronglan frowned: "It will still be like this?"

Xiao Zhao explained: "Everyone's experience is different, and each other's experience does not resonate with each other. Of course, not everyone will be like this."

Yin Ronglan has always liked to plan for a rainy day, and lowered his head to think about the four words of common topic.

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There were too many turmoil some time ago, and recently Chen Zhan has become more and more low-key.

Hearing the knock on the door, he subconsciously judged it as a reporter, and didn't even get up to go to Maoyan to have a look.

It wasn't until Yin Ronglan called that Chen Zhan was stunned for a moment, then he put down his work and went to open the door.

The snow that fell on the eyelashes melted into ice crystals when it was warm, and Yin Ronglan's vision was a little blurred.

Chen Zhan leaned against the door with folded arms, with a faint smile: "You are probably the only person who is willing to contact me except the reporter."

Yin Ronglan took off his coat,

Chen Zhan helped him open the cabinet door and hang it in: "In such a cold weather, cotton clothes are better to keep warm." He said, staring at the long legs behind him with scrutiny: "Are you wearing woolen trousers?"

Yin Ronglan laughed: "So strict?"

Chen Zhan moved the computer on the table and made a pot of tea.

After the water temperature dropped, he stared at the soft green tea leaves inside: "What do you want from me?"

"Someone asks for something."

Surprised by the answer he heard, Chen Zhan looked away and looked at him: "Is there something you can't solve?" After a pause, he added: "No offense, just surprised."

Yin Ronglan took a sip of tea and said with a smile, "I understand."

Chen Zhan finally had some curiosity.

Yin Ronglan: "I want you to teach me how to write articles."

Chen Zhan stared at him for a few seconds, then reached out to check the temperature on his forehead.

"No fever." Yin Ronglan explained gently: "I like your writing style very much."

Chen Zhan wanted to know if his heart didn't hurt when he spoke against his conscience?

It's a pity that no matter how you look at it, you can only see humbly asking for advice on this face,

Chen Zhan was skeptical and couldn't find a reason to refuse, so he finally nodded in response: "For the time being, start...by writing a diary?"

Yin Ronglan calmly took out a thick stack of tickets from his pocket as a reward: "Where do you want to go?"

Never give the other party a chance to say 'casual'.

Chen Zhan blinked his eyes twice.

Yin Ronglan: "The remaining tickets will be distributed to the company's employees as benefits."

Chen Zhan randomly picked one out of it, it was a ticket to Forest Park, and it happened to be today's date.

Seeing that it was almost noon, Chen Zhan clicked to save the manuscript, put on his clothes and prepared to go out.

The subordinate was waiting at the gate of the community, and Yin Ronglan asked him to pick a ticket to keep for himself, and redistribute the rest.

Seeing that he didn't mean to get in the car, Xiao Zhao asked, "Are you going to..."

"There are not enough parking spaces at the entrance of the forest park," Yin Ronglan said, "You drive the car away, we will take the bus there."

Xiao Zhao watched them walk towards the bus station. One of them was wearing a very aura windbreaker, and the other was wrapped very thickly.

At first glance, it looks like tall and straight green pines and round rice dumplings.

Smirking a few times for his own thoughts, he started the car and prepared to leave.

Chen Zhan will wear a mask and hat when going out recently to avoid being recognized.The advantage of winter is that even if you go out like this, you won't be noticed too much.

There is a special stop in Forest Park, and you only need to cross an intersection to get off, which is very convenient.

Chen Zhan is serious about everything he does, even if it is something absurd in his opinion: "The description of the scenery does not need to be too detailed, sometimes it is enough to record the weather."

Yin Ronglan seemed to be listening very seriously.

There are not many people in the park.

Because children and the elderly are exempt from tickets, sometimes you can see children chasing and fighting each other, or elderly people sitting on a bench with their eyes motionless looking at a certain place.

Everything seems to cleanse the soul of a person.

After walking for a while, Yin Ronglan said: "A small newsstand was built not long ago."

The current environment is quite suitable for reading, Chen Zhan nodded: "Go and have a look."

Teaching while looking at the scenery on the road: "There must be another subject in the article besides myself. One-man shows are easy to make people feel boring, and..."

The following words paused, Chen Zhan's eyes fixed on the artificial lake not far away, and he frowned.

A few children were playing there.The water in the artificial lake is not too deep for adults, but the water is cold in winter, if you stumble and fall into the water and cause cramps, it is not impossible to have an accident.

Just as I was about to say a few words, I saw that in the middle of the play, a child missed and pushed, and the child behind couldn't stand still and fell into the lake.

The child was frightened, and reflexively leaned forward to fish.

Chen Zhan yelled for him to back off, and ran over quickly.

Yin Ronglan ran a little faster and jumped into the water first.

The rescued people often lead to tragedies because they are afraid of struggling desperately. Seeing the children in the lake kicking and shaking, Chen Zhan hurried into the water and fished up with Yin Ronglan one after the other.

He went ashore first, and stretched out his hand to give Yin Ronglan another hand.

The movement here attracted several people nearby. One of them took off his coat and wrapped the child up. Seeing that the child could only cry but could not ask for family information, he had to call the police.

Chen Zhan didn't want to go to the hot search again because of his bravery, and the cotton clothes were soaked, so it wasn't suitable for staying for a long time.After going out, I told the security guard about the situation inside, and then took a taxi with Yin Ronglan to go back.

The driver is a warm-hearted person, and he didn't dislike them for getting the car wet.

The two drowned chickens returned to the house and took a hot bath one after another. Chen Zhan cooked a bowl of ginger soup, and each made a large bowl.

He let out a long breath, looked at each other, smiled wryly and shook his head very tacitly.

Yin Ronglan was wearing Chen Zhan's home clothes for the time being. Fortunately, it was originally a loose fit, so it wasn't too tight for him to wear.

"I have the material for the diary." Chen Zhan joked.

Yin Ronglan nodded in agreement.

Chen Zhan got up and took out a pen and paper from the drawer: "Let's write, let me see how much you have mastered."

Inexplicably, there is a sense of sight of a primary school student being corrected by the teacher. Yin Ronglan struggled silently: "I don't think I have learned the essence yet."

Chen Zhan said with a smile: "The trick is to exaggerate moderately, and the finishing touch must be added."

Looking into the deep eyes of the other party, he continued: "This kind of exaggeration is best to be an emotional exaggeration, rather than a false description of what happened. Think carefully about the details of going out today."

Yin Ronglan thought for a long time before he could write:

On a sunny winter day, I went out with my best friend.

Forest Park is like another world, only leisurely conversations and smiles between eyes.

While talking happily, a child suddenly fell into the water in front of him.

Can't bear to think about it, we two jumped into the water one after another.

Cooperating with lifting the child to the shore, Chen Zhan stretched out his hand to me on the shore, trying to pull me up.

At this time, I noticed that there was still a small notebook floating on the surface of the water. It should have slipped from the other person's pocket when he was saving someone just now.

Benzi and I fell into the water at the same time, but he chose to save me without hesitation.

At this moment, I can't help but think deeply——

Ah, how much he must love me!

After drawing the last punctuation mark, Yin Ronglan breathed a sigh of relief... The finishing touch, moderate exaggeration, and emotional sublimation should be all there.

Chen Zhan was also working on the code, and stopped typing on the keyboard when he saw this: "Finished?"

Yin Ronglan nodded and handed it to him.

Chen Zhan is quite looking forward to how well this hidden boss will write.

When I saw the first sentence, I squinted my eyes and thought it was a good start to start the chapter.

Continue to read three lines down, and the good-natured smile gradually slows down.

After reading the last sentence, there was no trace of a smile on his face.

"How?" Yin Ronglan asked sincerely.

Chen Zhan's fingers holding the paper were slightly hard, and the flat paper surface was wrinkled. He lowered his head, and for a while, people couldn't see his expression.

The author has something to say: Yin Ronglan: I think I can become a teacher.

Chen Zhan: The disciple of the church starved the master to death.