Guide To the HE of the Former Female Supporting Role

"Can you stop making trouble." Xiao Ran frowned.

"Sure, move over a little and I'll stop making trouble." Jing Zhao tapped the table with his fingertips, and glanced at Xiao Ran's stool with smiling eyes.

The other party was silent for a while, and then moved the stool a little towards Jing Zhao's side, it was really just a little bit, and there was still room between the two of them for another person to sit down.

Jing Zhao was noncommittal, and directly moved his stool to his side, until he could touch it with just raising his hand.

Then he lay down on the desk and stared at the side of the other person.

Xiao Ran didn't move the stool anymore, because he knew that as long as he moved, the other person would stick to him again like brown sugar, so he simply let her go.

It's just that the moment he thought about it, he regretted it the next second.

Unable to read the book in his hand anymore, Xiao Ran lowered his head to look at the almost creamy white legs under the pleated skirt of his school uniform, which were hanging on his knees, and was speechless for a while.

Jing Zhao shook his toes, and the small black leather shoes lightly rubbed against the opponent's leg pants. He stretched his waist as if no one else was there, and sighed: "Well...it's still so comfortable."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Ran put aside his knees, and Jing Zhao's legs slid down.

Jing Zhao was unhappy, but she didn't do it anymore, she just looked at the other party and complained, "You were not like this before, not only let me do it, but also covered me with clothes."

Xiao Ran was a very caring boyfriend during the love period. Even though Jing Zhao's skirt had safety pants, he was still worried that she would be exposed, so he insisted on putting his school uniform on her lap to cover her tightly.

Unlike now, Jing Zhao retracted his legs angrily.

Xiao Ran was unmoved, and said lightly: "The past is the past, and the present is the present."

Jing Zhao stared at him for a while, watching him turn the pages of the book unhurriedly, her eyes rolled slightly, as if thinking of something, she suddenly turned sideways and buried her head, reaching into his desk to search for a while.

Xiao Ran was almost pressed against his chin by her, leaned back slightly, and frowned, "What are you doing?"

Jing Zhao took out his mathematics textbook, flipped through it, even picked up the book and shook it, but there was nothing.

She turned to look at him and spread her palms, "Where is the love letter you wrote to me?"

Xiao Ran's expression was slightly stagnant, his eyes were lowered, and he said coldly, "I lost it."

Jing Zhao didn't believe it, but he couldn't find it, so he had to give up.

It's just that she seemed to be sulking because of his words, so she moved the stool back by herself, leaving a distance of one person from Xiao Ran, and lay down on the table without moving.

Xiao Ran lowered his head, and slowly organized the messed up books on the desk with one hand, then took out the book he was reading just now and continued to read.

The students who will be assigned to Class A will go to key universities in the future. At first, the people in the classroom were restless for a while because Jing Zhao unexpectedly transferred to another class. After the two sat down quietly, they started to do their own things again.

Sitting in front of Xiao Ran were two tall boys. One of them was Zhang Hao, the sports committee member. He usually liked to fight with his deskmate. The two of them didn't take a break. For some reason, they started arguing again. You are so childish. One punch, I'll slap you.

In the end, a weapon made from books was used, and it made a "snap" sound when it hit the body.

Xiao Ran frowned, raised his leg and kicked Zhang Hao's stool, and whispered when the other party turned around: "Can you be quiet."

After all, with the halo of the **** of learning, Xiao Ran's words still carry some weight in Class A. Zhang Hao thought he had quarreled with the other party, so he quickly apologized, and then he obediently stopped making trouble.

Xiao Ran withdrew his legs, put his hands on the pages of the book, and did not move for a long time.

The lunch break was over, and when class was about to start, the school committee Lin Luoluo came to collect the English homework. When she received it from Xiao Ran, Lin Luoluo took a look at Jing Zhao, who was lying on the desk as if asleep, and then turned her gaze to look at Xiao Ran. "Xiao Ran, are your hands alright?"

Xiao Ran took out his English homework book and handed it to her, and said softly, "It's okay."

Lin Luoluo nodded, didn't even think about asking Jing Zhao, and turned around to accept someone else's.

After the people left, Jing Zhao, who was thought to be asleep, suddenly turned his head, his eyes swept over Lin Luoluo's figure, and then fell on Xiao Ran's body.

Hearing Jing Zhao's soft hum, Xiao Ran paused for a moment, without any other reaction, silently took out the book for the next class, and when he took the pen out of the pencil case, he froze for a moment, the pen he was about to take out immediately I stuffed it into the desk and took another gel pen.

The first session in the afternoon is English class. The teacher is a female teacher, surnamed Chen, with long slightly curly hair and very trendy and good-looking clothes.

After Mr. Chen entered the classroom, he put the textbook on the table, then took out a test paper and said, "Everyone, take out the test paper from the last test. Let's talk about the test paper today."

After the words fell, the classroom was filled with the sound of flipping through the pages of the test paper.

Teacher Chen is used to walking around while giving lectures. When he talked about the third multiple-choice question, he walked to the end of the classroom. When he looked up, he saw Jing Zhao sleeping on the table, and frowned immediately.

Jing Zhao doesn’t have the habit of taking a nap, and lying on the table is just because it’s more comfortable. At first, he didn’t plan to sleep, but later he felt drowsy when lying on his stomach. The people in Class S never listen to the class, and Jing Zhao is the same, never thinking about studying , I never thought about changing classes.

Teacher Chen didn't know Jing Zhao, and Class A was different from Class S. The teachers treated students more strictly, and there were no willful students in Class A, so Jing Zhao's behavior was almost unbearable for all teachers.

Teacher Chen walked over directly, patted Jing Zhao on the shoulder, and woke him up, "Student, come and tell us about the third question."

Jing Zhao looked up tiredly, and there were red marks on her face caused by oppression, on her cheeks, which was not surprising, coupled with her ignorant eyes, it was even a little cute.

Because Teacher Chen suddenly asked a question and turned around, he was stunned for a moment, not knowing that the paper behind him had dropped.

Xiao Ran tilted his head slightly, moved his test paper over casually, and said in a cold tone, "The third multiple-choice question."

Jing Zhao regained consciousness, took the paper directly, glanced at the third question, and then spoke, blurting out standard fluent British English, and the answers were analyzed in a very orderly manner, making it impossible to find any mistakes.

Teacher Chen showed a bit of satisfaction on his face, and then said sternly, "Listen to the class carefully, where's your paper?"

Jing Zhao: "Teacher, I just transferred from class S, and we haven't done any papers."

Jing Zhao's words caused a burst of whispering and laughter in the classroom. Teacher Chen said something quiet loudly, and then said to Jing Zhao: "Since you have chosen to turn around, you should study hard. Class A is not Class S. Don't give up on yourself easily. Don't influence others at will."

Jing Zhao nodded obediently.

Teacher Chen left and continued to talk about the test papers. Jing Zhao rested his chin on one hand, and tapped his fingers on the half of the test paper that Xiao Ran moved over. For the test paper with 150 points, Xiao Ran scored 149 points, and the only point was deducted from the small essay. In fact, he really did not live up to the name of the **** of learning at all.

Xiao Ran's handwriting is also beautiful, especially when writing his own name, which is written with a strong and elegant style with an ordinary gel pen.

Jing Zhao stared at those two words, and suddenly reached out to take the pencil case that Xiao Ran put aside.

Xiao Ran originally wanted to speak, but when he saw her move, his eyes flickered slightly, and then he pursed his lips and remained silent.

Jing Zhao rummaged through the pencil case for a while, and asked suspiciously, "Where's my rabbit pen?"

Xiao Ran focused on looking at the test paper, and said casually, "I'm out of gas, I lost it."

The rabbit pen that Jing Zhao mentioned is a pink one with a plush rabbit head on the cap, which looks very girlish in the hand.

It was when Jing Zhao accompanied Xiao Ran to the library and saw other girls using it. She thought it was cute, so she took a second look. Later, Xiao Ran bought one for her and put it in his own pocket, because Jing Zhao is a pencil bag. A man who goes anywhere empty-handed.

She also doesn't like reading. When Xiao Ran was reading, she would secretly play with her mobile phone or write and draw. This pen was always kept in Xiao Ran's pencil case.

"Why are you throwing away everything? You can change it when you run out of gas!" Jing Zhao pouted, feeling extremely unhappy.

Xiao Ran didn't speak, but buried himself in taking notes.

Jing Zhao glanced at him, moved his eyes down, paused slightly when he glanced at his desks and cabinets, slightly curled his pink lips, took one out of his pencil case, twirled it in his hand twice, then lowered his head and wrote on the test paper. up.

Xiao Ran caught a glimpse of her movement from the corner of his eye, and didn't stop her, and didn't make any statement after she finished writing, as if it wasn't his paper that was spoiled.

The afternoon classes passed by so leisurely. Xiao Ran was a boarding student. With his excellent grades, he entered Shenghui High School. After enrolling, he represented the school in many Mathematical Olympiad competitions and won many prizes. Except for living expenses, the school fully paid for all his expenses. No, he has saved a lot of bonuses himself.

Unlike day students, boarding students have to go to evening self-study.

Jing Zhao does not live on campus, so when school is over in the afternoon, the driver at home will wait at the school gate to pick up people on time.

Just walking on the boulevard leading to the school gate, a figure suddenly popped up beside him, it was Shen Ling, who seemed very excited, stopped Jing Zhao and said, "Jing Zhao, you actually transferred to class A because of that kid. Are you crazy or am I crazy?"

"What does it have to do with you? Leave my affairs alone." Jing Zhao kept walking, bypassing him and continuing on.

Unwilling to give up, Shen Ling followed Jing Zhao, trying to persuade her to change her mind.

On the second floor of the teaching building, after Xiao Ran and the others had almost left, they slowly pulled out the English test paper from the desk, looked down at the place where the candidate's name was written, and there was another name behind the place where only his name was originally. The individual's name is circled by a sudden heart.

Xiao Ran closed his eyes, slowly crumpled the paper with his fingers, and stuffed the paper back on the desk expressionlessly after a while. Just as he was about to get up, a fluffy rabbit pen was brought out and dropped to the ground.

Xiao Ran glanced at it, bent down to pick it up, but one foot stepped on the rabbit's head one step faster than him.

Zhang Hao forgot to bring his meal card and was rushing back to pick it up. He didn't expect to accidentally step on Xueshen's pen. The tall man who was 1.78 meters touched his head in embarrassment, and quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it , How much is this? Shall I compensate you?"

With an ugly expression, Xiao Ran picked up the pen and the trampled cap, and said coldly, "No need." After finishing speaking, he got up and walked out of the classroom.

Zhang Hao was a little puzzled by Monk Zhang Er, seeing Xueshen's expression was not very good, thinking whether he should take the initiative to buy one for him? However, Xueshen actually likes to use that style of pen, and it is so pink and tender. Could it be that Xueshen actually has a girlish heart? ?