The living room is full of mottled tree shadows, unlike the kitchen, where moonlight can penetrate.
In the darkness, a pair of eyes opened without warning. The noise from the fight in the kitchen was easily heard.
Chen Zhan's eyes flashed, and he turned to his side and closed his eyes again.
[System: Don't you want to help?]
Chen Zhan: "It's the trouble if I go."
When the law enforcer sees him, he will definitely not show mercy anymore. At that time, the system will help, and its existence will be exposed to Yin Ronglan.
And over this matter, Chen Zhan didn't want to be too open and honest.
In the silence, any sound can be amplified infinitely. After an unknown amount of time, the kitchen finally stopped.
Chen Zhan felt that someone was walking towards him step by step behind him, and knew that Yin Ronglan had solved the trouble.
The physical strength of the law enforcer is not strong, and according to the opponent's skill, it is not a problem to deal with. He slowly sat up and turned on the small light next to him.
Yin Ronglan stopped: "Wake you up?"
Chen Zhan smiled: "I heard some noises, I thought it was a rat."
The smile disappeared the moment he looked up, and the carp jumped to the ground: "What's wrong with your face?"
From the figure reflected on the TV, one could vaguely see what he looked like at the moment, and the bitter meat plan declared bankruptcy at this moment. Yin Ronglan knew very well that he would only be treated as an ugly person, instead of being pitiful and vulnerable.
"Kicked by a rat."
His face remained the same, but his voice was a little gloomy, regretting that he didn't kill the unknown creature in advance. Just when he was about to stuff the round species into the freezer, the gadget burst out with transcendent power, breaking through the window and escaping.
Chen Zhan: "Can mice fly?"
Yin Ronglan: "Just bending over to check the cabinet."
As if he had believed it, Chen Zhan took out the medicine box to give him medicine, and then twisted a towel to prepare ice compresses, but there was not much of a real smile in his eyes.
- Dare to slap in the face! As soon as possible, the law enforcement officers will be made into potato stew.
After taking the medicine in time, Yin Ronglan's face was swollen the next day, but there was still some bruising.
It may not be a good thing for an employee to be too diligent. He went out very early, and when he arrived at the company, he encountered many people who were going to the cafeteria for breakfast.
Colleagues who were chatting and laughing didn't have time to close their mouths after seeing Yin Ronglan because of surprise.
Others can still pretend to be confused. As the assistant to the president, he seems guilty if he doesn't say anything, and his subordinates try to put on a smile: "Your face..."
"I encountered a sudden brake in a taxi and accidentally hit the iron railing in front of me."
The subordinate said righteously: "Too irresponsible, complain to him."
Soon a voice echoed: "I had a taxi before, and the driver was not willing to compensate because I didn't wear a seat belt."
"In the morning peak, it is easy to encounter emergency brakes."
…
'Ding. '
The sound of the elevator arriving was like the sound of heaven in everyone's ears.
After waiting for the people to get on, the remaining employees automatically took a step back, and after the elevator door closed, they all breathed a sigh of relief.
"Frightened to death."
"Thanks to the elevator, otherwise I wouldn't be able to edit it."
"The wound on the president's face...is it domestic violence?"
"Be confident and remove the interrogative tone particle."
Everyone went down on the floor of the cafeteria, including Yin Ronglan.
The subordinate bit the bullet and sat next to the boss, cautiously: "Should you change the morning meeting to next week?"
To negotiate like this is really a shame.
"Show the enemy to be weak." Yin Ronglan said lightly: "I have a wound on my face, and the other party may think it is weak and can be bullied."
"… Is it?"
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In order to stay put, Chen Zhan rarely goes out these days.
But neither the enforcer nor An Leng took the initiative to ask for trouble, and even the dogs in the yard uncharacteristically didn't bark much.
A certain aspect of Chen Zhan and Yin Ronglan's ideas are surprisingly consistent, and they want to dress softly for fishing law enforcement. No matter what wind he made, he still got nothing.
[System: They should have entered the dormant period.]
Chen Zhan frowned, probably not expecting that the law enforcement officer who sounded illustrious would be so cowardly.
"It's okay." His eyes darkened.
Law enforcement is hard to find, but it is not difficult to find a big living person.
An Leng did everything possible to make himself a scapegoat, how could this account be easily overturned.
"I'll find a way to deal with An Leng. You are responsible for dealing with the law enforcement officer."
[System: Me?]
Chen Zhan: "If you want to rebel, you must have means. This time is just an opportunity."
The second soul of the system was aroused, and he immediately said that he would dig out all the brains of the law enforcers.
The goal was successful, Chen Zhan perfunctoryly poured a few sentences of chicken soup for the soul. In fact, he wanted to set aside more time for more texts.
The update progress of "Queen of the Shadows" can't keep up. If I continue to write so slowly, I don't know when the third part of my life will be arranged.
In a hurry, it is May.
The system finally found the clue: [The host is not going to deal with An Leng, why am I the only one busy?]
Chen Zhan: "Shooting together will easily steal your limelight"
The system believed his nonsense.
The cicadas that had been silent for a winter sounded again.
The weather was getting warmer, Chen Zhan set up a parasol in the yard to write, and was irritated by the noise.
The phone vibrated for a long time, and was almost mistaken for a cicada. When he saw that the caller number was an unfamiliar landline number, he hesitated for a moment before connecting.
"Is it Mr. Chen Zhan?"
The voice was a calm female voice, with some embarrassment in it. As if the call was something she didn't want and had to make.
"I'm the director of the teaching department of Tianhai City No. 42 Middle School, my surname is Yang."
Chen Zhan was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously changed to Qian and said, "Hello."
"That's right," the tone on the other end of the phone was embarrassing: "The college entrance examination will be in a month, and the school wants to invite you to give a speech."
Forty-two Middle School is the original's alma mater, Chen Zhan said frankly: "My grades are average, I'm afraid I won't give students much experience."
"It's mainly to exchange writing experience." The other party saw that he didn't refuse directly, so he relaxed a lot: "This time the mock exam in the city also mentioned "Confessions"."
The school naturally did not expect Chen Zhan to exchange much learning methods, but there were many benefits to inviting him to come.
One is to let students relax after the exam week; the other is to indirectly tell them that exams are not the only way out, as long as you are talented, literature, e-sports, and e-commerce are all ways out. Don't give up because of failing in the college entrance examination.
Moreover, Chen Zhan is an example of reform. It would be a good thing if the students who have made small mistakes can get lost and regain their confidence.
The dean of teaching was very honest, and Chen Zhan agreed after thinking: "When?"
"Friday afternoon."
Chen Zhan: "Okay."
Make time to write a speech and come to school early on Friday.
There was a security guard at the door, and Chen Zhan called the dean, who came out to pick him up in person.
It was just between classes at the moment, and the campus was full of students walking around. For a moment, Chen Zhan didn't dare to look at them. His school days were not good, but when he looked back, he couldn't help but feel some nostalgia in his heart.
Some people saw him hurriedly pulling the classmates beside him and whispering, and others came from a distance and smiled and didn't know what to say.
Because the dean of teaching was by his side, there were not many who came to speak on their own initiative.
"It's nice to be young." Chen Zhan sighed.
There was also a smile on the dean's stern expression: "This kind of good can only be known when you leave the campus."
Chen Zhan was taken to the amphitheater, and a red banner was drawn on it: Warmly welcome Chen Zhan to come to our school for communication.
Just a glance, Chen Zhan couldn't help blushing, but the word 'classmate' sounded kind.
All the students who came today were high school seniors, with classmates and homework. Chen Zhan sat in a podium-like position and watched the students below with a heartfelt smile.
The speeches are not long, they are all from the student days, I know that when I hear this kind of thing, I will be excited at the time, and I will still be myself after I go out.
Because this part was intentionally shortened, it soon came to the question-and-answer session.
Chen Zhan chose a female student who raised his hand first.
The girl is very good-looking and has a very clear voice, holding a paper in her hand: "In the mock test last week, I excerpted a passage you wrote in "Confessions". Under the sycamore tree, the sky was snowing and there were high-rise buildings on the opposite side. His eyes stayed on the neon light for a long time, and then he looked at the billboard with the photo of the goddess in the adjacent square.'
(1) What state of mind does this character description show the author
(2) Why did the rich young master look at the neon lights first, and then look at the billboards? "
Chen Zhan's smile froze slightly.
What mood
Lin Chiang is what he used to count the words.
During the conversation with the dean on the way, I learned that the test paper has not been marked and corrected, and once the answer does not match the standard answer, isn't it a joke
After thinking about it again and again, his voice was hesitant: "I have forgotten the mood at that time, but I can answer the second question. The neon lights bring the illusion of warmth in the wind and snow, but his belief is very firm. The sweetheart goes."
The female student sat down with doubts, signed the previous car, and when Chen Zhan answered the question again, she found a boy with a unique hairstyle, who didn't seem to be obsessed with studying.
The second boy stood up: "I personally am actually interested in the book "The God of Men"."
A 'ho' sounded from the audience.
Chen Zhan breathed a sigh of relief, and now he would rather respond to gossip than forcibly answer reading comprehension.
"'When he looked at me, there was not only my reflection in his eyes, but also the furniture behind him... At this moment, I realized that in his eyes, I was a complete home.'
I have always thought this sentence is particularly beautiful, and I wonder how the author came up with such a beautiful love story? "
Chen Zhan's eyelids twitched, and the furniture behind refers to the bed... At that time, he just wanted to ask Yin Ronglan if he wanted to sleep with him? !
"It means that you are in love with each other." He gave a hypocritical answer with a dry smile.
"Here, here..." A tall boy raised his hand very actively.
Chen Zhan looked at death and nodded, "What's the problem with you?"
"I'm also a big fan of "Male God"! Many classic sentences are recited by heart... For example, 'the night passes the wind, I am lonely in the dark', this sentence is particularly literary!"
Chen Zhan sighed secretly, but he was like a flow... Then why not read it backwards
"May I ask what was your emotional change when writing "Confessions"?"
"What's so great about using the first person?"
"… "
Question after question came in, and the exchange ended in a muddle.
Out of courtesy, Chen Zhan and the dean left first, and the students left in turn.
The dean of teaching expressed his gratitude again and again and hoped that he would come again next year.
Taking a breath of fresh air, Chen Zhan closed his eyes deeply, shaking his fingers slightly when shaking hands: "I am willing to donate money to my alma mater, I am willing to provide scholarships, and I am willing to take the initiative to promote my alma mater..."
As long as you don't speak, everything is fine.
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