After the Bankruptcy of the Supporting Male Lead

Red depends on strength and life.

But here in Chen Zhang is destiny.

There are countless reporters squatting down the lawn downstairs. If the number is too large, they will be discovered even if they are hidden. Finally, they stay there blatantly and blatantly.

Chen Zhan is more patient than them, naturally, but some media can watch for several months in order to reveal the news once and for all.

But his law of life remains the same.

Without deliberately pulling the curtains to cover up, put the computer on the window sill every day during the day, and at noon make a plate of seemingly rich but not tasteful meals at the same location. At dusk, move the chair, leaning on the cushion, and start reading when the afterglow is strongest.

Life is nourishing like old age.

This scene was clearly recorded by the camera downstairs. It was cold already, the grass was already yellow, and a trembling reporter pinched his colleague's arm and stared at a certain room above: "Hell is empty."

How could anyone with such a bad character survive in the world?

Colleagues calmly said: "We can't take a shot secretly."

"I'm not just for work," the reporter shuddered in the cold wind, "I also want to know the story line."

No first-hand information was captured. A few of them were sent over to guard after the news was exposed by other media. Many people took the initiative to ask, just to know what was going on.

Everyone has the qualities of double standard, while netizens shouted to respect privacy, while opening a trumpet to seek truth.

[World Reasoner: Here’s! Follow up! Laozi dreamed about it for three consecutive days. 】

[Sin hides in the sun: The hair that was just planted last month will be bald without seeing the truth. 】

[King of Dogs: Save the children! 】

Chen Zhan has blocked private messages for a long time, and the old **** still lives his life freely.

The house is not difficult for him. He does push-ups at home. The daily food tray helps the old man with the door. Under such regular schedule, the work efficiency is surprisingly high.

"Confessions" already has 300,000 words. According to the original plan, it can be completed after a maximum of 50,000 words.

The end soon can open the joy of the second part, so that the depression in these days swept away.

Chen Zhang even had the motivation to double his work--

My love flower has faded, the man's has just begun to bloom.

The ring on her hand already showed everything when she responded again.

I felt suffocated for the first time.

I want to die, but I don't have the courage to die.

I heard that there is a very effective temple on the mountain not far from here, which will bless every devout believer. In this world, no one can love her more deeply than I do.

Staying up late to the top of the mountain, looking at the glittering Buddha statue, I knelt on the futon with my hands folded... What to ask?

Let her fall in love with me? The Buddha may have supernatural powers, but not just covering the sky with his hands.

It is unlikely to be realized.

"I'm chasing her in this life," I took a light breath: "If there is an afterlife... please let me be reborn as her child... You can justify and enjoy the love from her, and by the way, I will die my son.

I have loved her for two years in my life, and I will have her love from the beginning.

Two people have an account.

The kind recognized by law.

After reading through it all, deleting the unsmooth places, Chen Zhang only ordered to publish.

A newsletter from Lin Chiang was silenced for the news about his left and right. It is not a problem to let the public opinion gradually dissipate according to the strength of the Lin family. The unscrupulous media that first published the report weakened and deleted the false news.

But this is nothing more than a tragic blow to the netizens waiting for follow-up.

The melon was half eaten and shattered on the ground.

Chen Zhan ignored all the comments on the truth in the text, updated regularly, and added more and more.

The pressure exerted by Lin's family not long ago was too strong. Some self-media did not dare to chase the rhythm anymore. Even he was exposed to light. The heat caused by each update was not great.

The ancestor said that blocking is worse than sparseness, and it will always find an explosion point after a long time.

Netizens are like an active volcano. Under the movement of Chen Zhang's crust, they finally erupted from the dormant state:

"!!!"

"I almost moved to cry in the first half, and when I saw it, I was scared to goose bumps."

"Fortunately, Chen Zhan didn't think about it at the time, otherwise there would be a child after the film, and it happened to be a boy..."

"I'm still struggling with Chen Zhang's relationship with Lin Chiang and Jiang Ying. No matter who he has a leg with, it's a family ethics drama."

In the face of the disturbance on the Internet, the happiest is the director of Jiang Ying's new drama, which is essential for a movie to be successfully promoted. Chen Zhang's existence completely saved them the cost.

As the heroine in the story, Jiang Ying's eyes with a variety of styles suddenly lost their mind when the agent showed the new chapter in front of them.

Agent: "Is there a sense of the rest of the life after the disaster?"

Jiang Ying resisted the headache: "He should live for a hundred years."

The agent said: "At least you can't die before you have a baby." Suddenly said: "The process does not matter. You are very hot now. Many people have already taken the initiative to talk about the script. The better."

Jiang Ying nodded slightly, and the smile on her face was delicate, but her eyes were cold: "If someone wants to cut the halves, try it."

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The advantage of freelance workers is that they can come with their own temperament, at least Chen Zhang does not need to be as vain as they are.

Because of his growing acquaintance with Yin Ronglan, the two occasionally make video calls compared to cold phone conversations. Of course, this step was promoted by Chen Zhangmai in order to save telephone bills.

In the video, Yin Ronglan is standing outside the supermarket, carrying something in his hand.

The sky was sprinkled with snowflakes, and a few pieces drilled into his collar, like a naughty child.

Chen Zhang suddenly thought of snowball fight.

Yin Ronglan's smile was the same as before, and it didn't change because of the cold weather: "I saw a lot of news about you online."

It is probably the first person to rely on an unexpected Jiugongtu red to be hot.

Chen Zhang sighed: "Envy you can walk freely."

It has been a while since the incident, and there are still one or two media who are unwilling to squat. On several occasions, Chen Zhang was moved by this professionalism, and specifically asked the old man to bring a few warm babies.

Yin Ronglan heard his voice-over and smiled, "Do you want to go to the mountain to pray for blessings?"

Chen Zhang's eyes moved: "Isn't it snowing to close the mountains?"

Yin Ronglan could not help but end: "As the Chinese New Year approaches, there are more people who want to pray to the gods. For the temple, it is the time of incense."

At this time, it is impossible to seal the mountain.

Chen Zhang thought about it a little: "Will it be about next Sunday?"

When he inquired in a negotiated tone, he rarely got a negative answer from Yin Ronglan.

"it is good."

Because it has been snowing for a few days, the ground is very slippery, and travel is not convenient.

In the past, there were more parking spaces in the community, which were almost impossible to see.

When Chen Zhang went downstairs, some media rushed up and wanted to interview.

Yin Ronglan didn't get off the bus and blew his whistle twice. Chen Zhang took advantage of staying at home these days and didn't fall down, jumped out of the enclosure and jumped into the car.

"Mr. Chen Zhang!" The voice came in through the glass: "Is it true that you mentioned in the latest article that you want to be Jiang Ying's child in the afterlife?"

Chen Zhan rolled down the window; "Ihaveonlyonedream, tiantianfacai."

After finishing, he signaled Yin Ronglan to set off.

The car wasn't driving fast, and Chen Zhang murmured at the silver-clad world outside the window: "The fifth or sixth time."

"What?" Yin Ronglan, who was driving, gave Yu Guang a glance at him.

"You borrowed a different car from a friend."

The answer given by Yin Ronglan is flawless: "Because it is a different friend."

After the two met, his ability to change the subject also increased with each passing day: "It's easy to get cold when the windows are open."

Because of the cold air blowing outside, there was a slight white fog around when talking, and Chen Zhang stared at the scenery outside the car window: "It is rare to see the world without glass."

Since being stared at by the media, he rarely went downstairs.

Knowing his sufferings, Yin Ronglan said warmly: "Early before we go out, we can stay longer on the mountain."

It is not a wise choice to drive up the mountain in this weather. Chen Zhan turned his face to look at him: "In fact, we can take the bus directly to the foot of the mountain, which is more convenient than driving."

Yin Ronglan: "It is inconvenient for some media to chase."

However, Chen Zhang saw that his gaze was unnatural for a moment, and then he suddenly laughed and said: "Isn't it worried that I will let you do the driving when I come back."

Although Yin Ronglan did not speak, this silence is enough to explain many problems.

Chen Zhang was helpless: "This world is different in the past, and now the money is not in short supply."

Yin Ronglan almost believed him, if it was not for the regret of seeing the flash in the other person's eyes.

Sure enough, in a short time, only listen to Chen Zhanyou said: "From simple to extravagant and easy, from extravagant to simple."

No matter how earnest his words are, Yin Ronglan just smiled lightly and he didn't respond.

The mountains are stacked, and the vast sky seems to be within reach.

The scenery on the mountain always makes people feel particularly open.

Perhaps the new year is approaching, and the number of people going up the mountain is increasing instead of decreasing.

The last time they came, it was only for climbing the mountain. This time, they only had to pray at the temple on the mountainside. They didn't feel tired when they arrived.

Chen Zhan was still watching the dry tree covered with red silk in the temple. He noticed the thick and thick donation money donated by Yin Ronglan. He subconsciously walked over and gently pulled his sleeve: "I said... Is it Some more?"

It was not that he was stingy, but even if he traversed once, Chen Zhanxin was better than God Buddha.

For all living beings, how can the light of kindness shine on everyone?

I don’t know if it’s because standing in a place with Zen, Yin Ronglan’s voice is very gentle, "because there are very important wishes."

At this time the people inside had finished their worship and it was their turn.

Believe it or not, the inner peace is exceptional when praying.

Chen Zhan's wishes are ordinary and many... like the old man of the door is healthy in the new year, his career can be carried out smoothly and so on.

But Yin Ronglan solemnly made a wish.

No one knows that when Chen Zhan and Jiang Yinglin Chi Ang appeared together on the hot search, his heart was not happy, like someone had just inserted a foot in the friendship barrier that had just been set up.

Fold your hands together, gently close your eyes, pray prayerfully-

Buddha is on.

If he can, he hopes that one day he can replace Jiang Ying, and even Lin Chiang will appear on the hot search with Chen Zhang, and the world will discuss the relationship between the two.

By that time, the world will see their friendship.

The author has something to say: In the coming year:

Yin Ronglan donated ten times the incense money: Buddha is on top, I want to withdraw my wish last year...please.