When the heroine is male

After getting rid of Chen Zhouzhou's entanglement, Mingqin was able to devote himself to strengthening himself, focusing on both schoolwork and learning the management of the company. Every round of holidays, he would go to Liu Jiyuan's home for one-on-one teaching.In addition, the more I chatted on WeChat, the more open I became. One time I tried to take a photo of a physics problem and sent it, and the other person really solved it.At Liu Jiyuan's age, Mingqin admired Liu Jiyuan for being so good after many years away from school, and without saying a word, he left the problems of various subjects to the past.At the same time, there was a doubt in his heart.

The document given by Wen Ce has been locked, but he remembers one sentence clearly-intentionally killing the decedent, the heir will definitely lose the right of inheritance.

Too coincidental and too suspicious.

Once his father died, and he was underage, Sheng Sisi became a vested beneficiary - he had no children of his own, and if his father had no 'accidents', as the legitimate and only heir, the Ming family would be handed over to him. There is no doubt about it.

Sheng Sisi has reason to plan for her future, this is her motivation.

It was another mock exam, and seeing that Mingqin had improved again, Chu Jingyun could no longer deceive himself and others by explaining that Qin's grades were obtained by stealing papers.

The Ming family tore up the contract, even if they paid compensation, they had to terminate the cooperation with Zhao Jianhao's father's company. After losing this opportunity to grow, Zhao's father made a big memory of Zhao Jianhao, and cursed angrily, don't point fingers here and do enough homework.Chu Jingyun felt what his brother felt, and was angry with his brother.

As Mingqin is so down and out, how can Sheng Sisi deserve to vent his anger on him?It is clear that Uncle Zhao offended Sheng Sisi in other places without knowing it, and instead blamed his son.

However, Chu Jingyun was still cautious and did not act rashly.

Zhao Jianhao was invited to the bar for a drink, and after showing off his dancing skills, Chu Jingyun came down to find a friend at the bar who was sulking.

"What's the point of just drinking, do you want to go up and play." After speaking, Chu Jingyun ordered a glass of beer.

"I'm not in that mood." Zhao Jianhao said in a low voice, his clothes were neatly tied, looking very refined.

Of course he knew why he was bothered. Chu Jingyun took a sip of wine and changed the subject: "That guy's grades climbed up again."

Zhao Jianhao gulped down the wine in his glass: "Progress is natural, the college entrance examination is much more important to Mingqin than us."

"Yes!" Chu Jingyun agreed with a clap of his palm, and smiled gloatingly, "No parent or mother thing."

After thinking about it, Chu Jingyun said, "Failing the college entrance examination is equivalent to killing him?"

A smile appeared on Zhao Jianhao's face, and he clinked glasses with him: "Probably."

"No, you're empty!" Chu Jingyun yelled, "Give me another drink."

The bartender nodded to show that he received it. The conversation between the two young people was half-understood, but the two of them didn't seem to be in a good mood, especially the one who was hiding a knife in his smile.

It's none of his business anyway, the bartender shook his head inwardly.

After discussing with Zhao Jianhao, Chu Jingyun felt that what he said was right. Let Mingqin wait for the college entrance examination before taking action. Although the timing is very important, if he is not careful, he may be involved in the law. It is better to get rid of his grades now.

Zhao Jianhao's every move was closely watched by his brothers, so they transferred a sum of money to him to allow him to operate smoothly.

For him, it was already a huge sum of money, after excluding "expenses", there was still a balance, and it would be easier to do things when he was happy.

Recently, something was wrong with Mingqin, and it was later discovered that he was being watched by a person in the society. That man's method of staring was not clever, or he looked down on weak students who only knew how to study. It was too blatant.

There is a police station not far from the school. When it was daylight, Mingqin sat on the steps in front of the door, waiting for the police officers to go to work.

This pitiful appearance makes people wonder if he ran away from home behind his parents' backs.

After sitting down, in the bureau, two men stayed on duty at night, and the older one yelled at the young policeman: "You go to see what's going on?"

"Yes, sir!" After the night passed, he was still in good spirits.

He unscrewed the thermos cup to drink some water, and couldn't help but say, "Young people are more energetic."

After a while, the young policeman poked his head at the door and said, "Someone came in and said that there are people who go to work at night."

Mingqin stood up and patted the dust off his pants: "Mr. Police."

The young policeman couldn't help but almost laughed out loud. He had never seen a young man call them so seriously like an adult.

Leading Mingqin in and sitting down, the young policeman looked at the old policeman, his eyes seemed to say "I have to work", and the latter in turn signaled the young policeman to ask.

As soon as he joined the job, he seized the opportunity to practice a lot, and simply sat down opposite Mingqin. The young policeman began to ask: "Is there anything we policemen can help with?"

Mingqin circled the paper cup with both hands: "Someone has been following me for the past two days, and I feel that he is already looking for an opportunity to attack." Before this, this matter has been kept hidden from anyone, and no one has said anything about it.

The two policemen looked at each other: "Why did you report the crime now?"

"I'm only confirming now."

"Have you seen the appearance clearly? Are you an acquaintance?"

"I'm wearing a mask, but I know I'm not an acquaintance. You can check the surveillance on the road from the gate of No. [-] Middle School to the bus station."

After watching the surveillance and being identified by Mingqin, the clock reached eight o'clock.The young policeman asked him if it was almost time for class.

Mingqin picked up one side of his schoolbag and put it on his shoulder: "That person should have taken money from others to do this. He would appear every day after school. He didn't commit crimes randomly. He only prepared to do it after confirming it. Yesterday, one of my classmates called took my name."

As the college entrance examination approached, some people couldn't hold back and started restless.

"I really hope it's not me, and I hope it's me." Ming Qin smiled wryly.

"I have written it all down, and I will explain it to my succeeding colleagues," the old policeman patted the young man's shoulder reassuringly, "Don't worry, go to school."

As soon as Mingqin left, the old policeman suddenly said with emotion: "A high school student who came to report the crime by himself is already explaining the problem. It's not easy."

As soon as the get out of class ended in the afternoon, Mingqin walked into the crowd of students and walked safely all the way to the bus stop. This time, the man in the mask disappeared.

On the contrary, it made Mingqin even more worried. If something goes wrong, there must be a demon.

The stop where I got off was not a busy area. There was only a bus stop sign on the side of the road. After arriving at the stop, I walked around to the intersection of Panshan Highway and climbed a few kilometers before I arrived home.When the weather is good, I will avoid the winding road and take the trail.

Usually he got off the car alone, but this time there was more than one person, Mingqin glanced at it as if nothing had happened.

The man didn't wear a mask, jeans, a thin jacket, and his facial features were ordinary. He hadn't been separated since he got off the car, so he couldn't think about it.

Mingqin hurried forward, there were only one or two scattered people walking or standing nearby, but the man was too courageous, so he accelerated suddenly.

Hearing footsteps approaching from behind, Mingqin gathered his strength to run, but when he heard the sound of hand-to-hand combat, he turned around abruptly.

"Be honest!" The old policeman pressed the man to the ground and handcuffed his hands behind his back. "What do you want to do? Do you want to extort money or hurt others on purpose?"

There was no time to do anything, the man who was hated would not do it, his mouth was crooked, and he pushed back in disbelief.

"I'm a little worried. I went to your school as soon as I woke up. Fortunately, I followed. This guy is so fucking cunning!" As he spoke, he pressed down hard, and the man immediately screamed in pain, his arms dislocated in pain.

He was strong on the outside but hard on the inside, referring to Mingqin at this moment. If the old policeman hadn't appeared in time, he would have put all his eggs in one basket and stabbed the man right through him before turning himself in.At this moment, he still couldn't regain his senses, only heard a "ding", and the utility knife had already hit the solid stone slab.

"Put it away!" Seeing that the boy's state was different, the old policeman couldn't help but worry, "It's all right."

Mingqin sat on the ground, staring at the utility knife in a daze.

"Go back and have a good sleep, and I will report to the police station tomorrow... Alas." The old policeman wanted to drive him back, but Mingqin refused, so he had no choice but to escort him back to the police station, telling him to be more careful, and to contact them if something happened .

Seeing the little customer dragging his two legs up the mountain like a puppet, the big man who belonged to the security company and pretended to be a delivery boy called Shengquan with anxiety about being fired: "Boss, I'm negligent." ..."

Sheng Quan heard the cause and effect clearly, condemned him back without mercy, pulled off his suit jacket, walked out of Ming's building with a frosty face, and said coldly, "Go back!"

Wan Changqing didn't dare to show his breath, and the car slid out as soon as he stepped on the gas pedal.

Clenching his fists against his forehead, Sheng Quan tried his best to calm down his emotions: "Find a place to stop." Now going back will not help, leaving get off work early for no reason will make people suspicious.

"Ah? Good!" Peeking through the rearview mirror, he saw the person in front of him took out the tablet and started busy.

Is it true that all the big bosses are like this, but in just a few minutes, Wan Changqing was immersed in the rest of his heart, and he didn't even have the courage to take out his mobile phone to pass the time, so he just felt bored. Sitting quietly, counting the lines on the steering wheel one by one.

The most important thing now is to figure out the ins and outs, and give orders in an orderly manner, but Sheng Quan is thinking about other things.

Since he started raising children, he has felt the difficulties of other parents.He will not overthrow the ending of the original play, what he wants is for Ming Qin to stand up and support the Ming family.Plum Blossom Fragrance comes from the bitter cold, always thinking of polishing people into talents, not building an impenetrable barrier around children, only then uncontrollable factors came to the door, this time too.

His right hand was still holding the pen and pointing on the screen. When things became blurred, Sheng Quan immediately covered his eyes tightly.

"Mr. Sheng?" Wan Changqing has always been very sensitive to emotions, and there was a sense of sadness in the cramped space. He was very unwilling to believe that the source of the emotions was the husband, but there was no one else here, so he became restless.

Crouching in the car without knowing the passage of time, Wan Changqing fell asleep unknowingly, woke up and found that Sheng Quan was still busy, and opened half of the car window.Rubbing his face, Wan Changqing said awkwardly, "Mr. Sheng."

"Are you awake?" Sheng Quan didn't look up, "then drive back."

The usual boss came back, Wan Changqing couldn't help but smiled, let out a cheery cry, and started the car to start off.

When he got home, he couldn't see Ming Qin as usual, so Sheng Quan asked Mu Yi, "Did the young master eat well?"

Although Mu Yi was strange, he still told him honestly: "Yes, I ate two bowls of rice, a bowl of soup and some vegetables." By the way, he asked routinely, "Have you had your dinner, madam?"

Sheng Quan said, "No."

Mu Yi wished he could slap his own tongue, leaving you with nothing to say: "...I'll go and heat up the food right now."

Wan Changqing raised his hand and said loudly: "Butler Wood, I haven't eaten yet!"

"...OK." Mu Yi worked hard.

Time flies, and on June [-]th, the college entrance examination, which assesses thousands of students, came as scheduled.

The test center is still located in another school, Mingqin thought that if the principal is not changed, the No. [-] Middle School will close down sooner or later.

This morning, although the parents of the No. [-] Middle School students had already planned a retreat for their children, no one had a delusional idea. If a dark horse came out of extraordinary performance, no one could tell for sure who the "dark horse" belonged to.

Therefore, even if the roads are closed and car dealerships are prohibited, the eagerness of parents to send their children off cannot be resisted, and they get off the car and send them to the school gate before saying goodbye.

"Uncle, I'm getting out of the car." Looking outside the car, Ming Qin turned to look at the middle-aged man beside him.

"Wait," Wen Ce stretched out his hand to straighten his collar, "Don't put pressure on yourself, perform at a normal level, the college entrance examination is not a problem." During the college entrance examination, eat, drink and sleep well, Wen Ce took the initiative to take over the job Come here and let him live in his house directly these few days. There are plenty of people in the house, and they will be taken care of properly.

Mingqin lowered his eyebrows and nodded, opened the door and got out of the car.

Wen Ce's eldest son stared at Mingqin's back and said, "Dad, should I go to the company?"

Wen Ce shook out a cigarette: "Everything is ready, I owe your cousin the share transfer agreement." As if reminding himself of something inadvertently, he asked again, "Let you buy Ming's odd shares and carry out How's it going?"

"This one……"

Wen Ce took away the cigarette from his mouth and said angrily, "What are you hesitating about? I asked you to be the manager and you learned this?"

The eldest son said in shame: "It didn't go well..."

"back office!"

As the male protagonist of the whole play, Mingqin's memory is obviously not bad. He passed the Chinese test in the first subject smoothly, and went all the way to the composition without any hindrance. Only a slight pause in poetry appreciation, and he used some common answer sentences.

At [-] o'clock in the afternoon, the mathematics exam started, and it was even more overwhelming. He could not help but feel very happy when he boasted that he was as mature as Ming Qin.

Tomorrow there will be science and English, and after dinner at Wen's house, after some activities, Mingqin will take a shower and go to bed.The next day, Wen Ce sent him to school as usual.

"If anyone needs to go to the toilet, hurry up and hurry up." The invigilator blocked the front door of the classroom, checked the time, and said to the students who spontaneously lined up.

Mingqin watched the two boys in front run to the toilet, and was aroused by the desire to urinate, and his heart also ran away.Pursing his lips, he only hesitated for a while, then Mingqin stepped forward.

He walks alone, in front of the urinal, Mingqin put his hands on the waist of his trousers, suddenly put an arm on his shoulder, and subconsciously pushed his elbow back, the owner of the arm suddenly groaned, but he still didn't let go.

Ming Qin looked serious, and was about to see who it was, when the smell of smoke filled his nose, and he became even more impatient: "It's you, Zhao Jianhao!"

He hates the smell of smoke!

"release."

Zhao Jianhao smiled habitually, took out a wet tissue from his trousers, and covered his mouth and nose like lightning.

"Hmm!" Mingqin staggered back for a while, only smelling a sweet smell, and his eyelids instantly became extremely heavy.

"I made it this time, thanks to you giving me this opportunity, I wish you a good night's sleep." Seeing that he was unwilling to keep his eyes closed, Zhao Jianhao said.

As soon as the people behind let go, the world spun around for a while, Mingqin slept on the dirty and wet floor tiles, and the monstrous regret surged up, directly knocking him out.

At that time, at the gate of the school, the sun was scorching, the heat was fumigated, and a pot of hot oil was suddenly thrown into the high temperature of more than 30 degrees, and the crowd became restless with a bang—two men rushed out of the teaching building, one man was carrying a man behind his back. The student, being supported by another man, hurried towards the school gate, shouting angrily: "Quick, quick! Call a doctor! Call an ambulance!"

Everyone was afraid that they were their own children, so they rushed forward immediately.

Relying on his extraordinary eyesight, Sheng Quan saw that familiar face from a distance - Ming Qin!

His eyes were stunned, as if a thunderbolt fell from the sky, hitting him right in the middle.

The reporter rushed to the forefront: "The exam just started, did the student faint because of feeling unwell?"

"Poor, whose child!"

"This ability to withstand pressure is not good."

"The doctor is here, don't surround yourself, get out of the way! Get out of the way!—" I don't know who is calling, but I saw a female doctor in a white coat, and immediately scattered to the side by coincidence.

The two men worked together to put Mingqin on the stretcher, and the ambulance arrived just in time, and when the countdown was about to be lifted, they climbed onto the stretcher with both hands.

The man behind said, "Who are you? Don't make trouble."

Sheng Quan roared uncontrollably, with a crying voice: "I'm his mother!"

"Follow!"

In the ambulance, Sheng Quan wiped his nose with his sleeve, hugged the child's cold hand, and watched the medical staff carry out the rescue, but after a while, he handed it out again, and the girl needed a blood vessel injection.

If it weren't for the inappropriate occasion, the nurse would have made him laugh at his pitiful appearance.

He hugged the child's ankle instead, closed his eyes, and a white light instantly poured out from the joint between the skin and the palm, continuously seeping into the bottom.

When I went to the hospital, the doctors and nurses found that the patient's signs and symptoms were all normal, and he was sleeping soundly.

"Doctor Zhang?" the nurse asked.

"...Arrange a bed for him, let's talk about it after waking up."

"Eh? Where are his parents?"

Sheng Quan walked out of the emergency room of the hospital, his clean and neat clothes were a little messy, and he called a taxi back to Ming's Building.

The author has something to say:

The layout is too big and there are too many characters, how should Xiaosheng end it? (gills)