I played the role of a cannon fodder scumbag, but I was the heartthrob

After that day, Ye Zhao enrolled them in a class at Hengyuan Racing Circuit.

Ye Zhao is not a devil, so he can just make it clear in advance and go through the motions.

Seeing that their boss was so open-minded, Chen San and his friends changed their previous nonchalant attitude and promised him with confidence that they would definitely fight for his dignity.

So, what Ye Zhao saw next was that they were training for a full seven days.

We advised them to rest, but they would rather die than obey.

Seeing their high morale, Ye Zhao was actually a little moved. He patted their shoulders and encouraged them to cheer up.

During this period, he was not idle either, and taught the protagonist how to play the piano.

Seeing the protagonist making a little progress, he felt really relieved, as if he was seeing a student he had personally brought up.

The three younger brothers saw this relieved smile, which meant that Zhou Xin was going to replace them.

Especially when Zhou Xin came over like a butterfly in flowers, serving tea and water to Ye Zhao, helping him put on clothes and wipe his sweat, they really couldn't stand it.

After the training that day, several people returned to the villa where Ye Zhao lived.

Qiqi took a shower, fell headfirst onto the sofa, and his whole body turned into a puddle of mud.

The servants brought them tea and water as usual.

After drinking the ice water that was brought to him, Chen San turned around and asked for another glass.

The melodious sound of the piano coming from upstairs is like the gurgling of water, dispelling the boredom in my heart.

"Zhou Xin is such a rotten piece of wood. His playing is so awful. What on earth caught Young Master Ye's eye?" A Dong bit his handkerchief, his face twisted.

Why do they have to work so hard while Zhou Xin is so happy with Ye Shao under the moonlight?

With his right eyebrow raised high, Dalin turned on the TV with the remote control. "Good grades and good looks, isn't that enough?"

Nodding in agreement, Chen San casually picked up an apple and took a bite. "Besides, this one is pretty good."

His expression changed drastically, and Adong suddenly put the cup of water heavily on the coffee table. "How can you boost others' ambitions and destroy your own prestige?"

Shrugging helplessly, Chen San said, "Tell the truth."

He has paid close attention to it these days.

Ye Zhao taught Zhou Xin everything he could.

Zhou Xin has a high level of comprehension. He can learn things quickly and apply them to other situations.

Dalin staggered like a salted fish. "Listen to the piano music upstairs, it seems like a four-hand piano duet. The situation is hopeless for us. Young Master Ye has a new love. Sob…"

She exaggeratedly wiped the non-existent tears from her eyes and sobbed quietly.

I woke up in the middle of the night yesterday and went downstairs to drink some water, and ran into Ye Zhao taking Zhou Xin to taste wine.

Zhou Xin, who was listening seriously, looked at Ye Zhao with eyes that were almost tearing, and her whole body was almost covered with pink bubbles.

Thinking of it, Dalin got goosebumps all over his body.

"boom!"

He slammed the table, suddenly realizing, "Young Master Ye didn't let Zhou learn racing from us because he was afraid he'd get into danger."

Startled, Chen San covered his chest, feeling suffocated, but did not refute, "Young Master Ye is really biased."

"I'm afraid~ he~ will~ encounter~ danger~" Dalin turned into a clamp, speaking sarcastically.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Zhaolian in the piano practice room upstairs sneezed twice.

I looked around, very puzzled.

Who the hell scolded him?

"Zhao Zhao, you are so biased."

Zhou Xin, who was sitting in front of the piano upstairs, closed the piano lid, looked at his lover beside him, and grumbled in dissatisfaction.

"Speak human language." Ye Zhao's mouth twitched and his face turned cold, not buying it at all.

She moved closer to him, her shoulder against his, and a hint of sweetness flashed in Zhou Xin's eyes.

His voice still sounded aggrieved. "I want to learn racing, too."

Folding his arms, Ye Zhao's long, curled eyelashes trembled slightly. "You have so much to learn every day, and you still have to work part-time in the hospital. Are you trying to save your life?"

At this time, I should be cultivating my relationship with Huo Hansheng.

Why learn racing? The protagonist doesn't have this skill.

"That part-time job is gone." Even though he said this, Zhou Xin looked calm, "I changed to a part-time tutoring job."

Ye Zhao was frightened and turned his head, and the corner of his lips brushed against the corner of Zhou Xin's mouth.

The two were stunned and looked at each other.

An ambiguous atmosphere is growing secretly.

The wind outside the window rustled the leaves, waking Ye Zhao up.

He stepped aside, putting some distance between them, and said in a harsh tone, "Huo Hansheng fired you?"

"Now that everyone is awake, there's no point for me to stay there. Besides, they offered me some money, but I refused it because I didn't deserve it." Zhou Xin stated the facts with a face as cold as the morning dew in a mountain stream.

Although he didn't show it on his face, Ye Zhao was really puzzled in his heart.

Then his relationship with Huo Hansheng is also broken?

No, why did he say that?

When I stood up and was about to go back to my room to sort out the plot, I heard a burst of hurried footsteps coming from outside.

Dalin, who lost the game of rock-paper-scissors, ran up, panting, "Young Master Ye, let me ask you a stupid question."

"Speak." Seeing that he was quite self-aware, Ye Zhao raised his eyebrows and uttered a word through his thin lips.

Clenching his fists tightly, Dalin used all his strength as if risking everything, "If Zhou Xin and Master Chu fell into the water, who would you save?"

Two minutes ago, after discussion, they all agreed that whoever they saved was the one they loved.

Hehe, they are very smart.

Zhou Xin next to him glanced at Ye Zhao with sparkling eyes, obviously curious as well.

I couldn't help laughing. Ye Zhao's delicate face was as beautiful as a flower, with curved eyebrows and eyes.

The corners of her mouth curved downwards, and she hooked her finger at him, "Come here."

"Huh~" Unprepared and curious, Dalin came over happily.

The smile on his face suddenly disappeared without a trace, and Ye Zhao shouted into his ear, "I know it's a stupid question. Go somewhere cooler. Don't force me to slap you when I'm at my most stable."

His ears were buzzing and Dalin covered his battered ears.

"I was wrong, Master Ye. I will never dare to do it again, Master Ye." Hearing this in a daze, Dalin wailed at the top of his voice.

I could only run downstairs in shame.

After closing the piano lid, Ye Zhao looked a little worried.

"Zhao Zhao, I also want to know this question."

Zhou Xin looked nervous as he mustered up the courage to hook his little finger.

Lightly tapping his forehead, Ye Zhao cunningly avoided the question, "It depends on your performance.

"Yes!" Zhou Xin was full of fighting spirit. He picked him up and put him on the piano. He took his hand and kissed his ring finger.

Time flies and never stops.

Game day.

Reporters, cameramen, and spectators gathered in various places in the stands, taking photos of Ye Zhao non-stop. Those who were brave enough to approach and talk to him were dissuaded by the security guards around them, but to no avail.

Ye Zhao stood in the middle of the stands to the right of the gate and took out his cell phone.

Unlock with fingerprint and open the dialing interface.

Just as I was about to dial Chen San's number, a wave of noise came, getting louder and louder.

He couldn't help but pay attention to the sound, and he subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound.

Chu Xiao, Bai Qiong and Huo Hansheng came in from the iron gate, and many people who knew them waved and cheered.

The three of them didn't care and took it for granted.

Suddenly, Bai Qiong met his gaze with a lack of interest.