To Save the Female Supporting Role As My Duty

Lin Wenwen didn't know why, so he agreed to stay and write a review.

She held a pen in her mouth, recalling the scene just now, while staring at the person who wrote the review seriously.

I don't know if it's because she didn't pay attention to it before, but she always felt that Mu Xi had suddenly become more attractive in the past two days, so she reluctantly agreed to write the review under the domineering request of the other party.

"Hurry up and write, there's still class in the afternoon." Song Lingshu said without raising his head.

"You don't know how to write." Lin Wenwen put down the pen, saw that she was writing with spirit, and curiously leaned over to study the scriptures, and saw that what she wrote on the paper was—

Dear leaders, dear students, good afternoon.

Today, I, Mu Xi, made a mistake. I accidentally brought the induction cooker to school and used it to cook hot pot. I really shouldn't have done it, but I have reasons for doing so!

Just last night, I dreamed of my grandmother who had passed away for many years. My grandmother used an induction cooker to cook hot pot for me since I was a child. While cooking meat for me, she told me that she hoped that I would become a useful person in the future. Even before she died, she was worried about whether I could get into a good high school and a good university, whether I could find a confidant, and whether I could learn to cook hot pot with an induction cooker, because this is not only a survival skill, but also includes me and my grandmother. My love!

Lin Wenwen:? ?

If seeing this, Lin Wenwen is still in a state of half-belief, then the following content will make her even more convinced that this person is just making up nonsense—

I woke up in a dream last night, half of the pillow was wet with tears, how much I missed my grandma, how much I missed the sliced ​​beef she boiled for me, as long as I took a bite, I was willing to die, so I couldn’t hold back today, Take out the induction cooker that has been cherished for a long time...

Lin Wenwen:? ? ?

You even wet half of the pillow with tears, you slept better than anyone else last night! I kicked you twice and didn't wake up!

But thanks to her, Lin Wenwen also knew how to write:

Dear leaders, dear students, good afternoon.

Today, I, Lin Wenwen, made a mistake. When Mu Xi took out the induction cooker, I didn't stop her, because I knew exactly how important this induction cooker was to her...

The two made up a story eloquently, and almost an hour passed before they knew it. There was no one in the office, Lin Wenwen rubbed his wrist: "It's so sore, I'm tired."

"Persevere, it will be over soon." Song Lingshu finished writing the last two words, grabbed her wrist and rubbed it, "How is it? Are you still sore?"

The slightly cool hands were pressed against the skin, icy cold, which relieved the feeling of soreness and numbness. Lin Wenwen stared at the hands of the two with lowered eyes: "It's better."

Song Lingshu withdrew his hand.

The corners of Lin Wenwen's mouth drooped, and he took the initiative to stretch out his hand: "It's not completely healed yet, don't go on strike, just keep rubbing."

"Of order." Song Lingshu rubbed her hands in a good-tempered manner, but he was distracted and chatting with the system.

Song Lingshu: [Boss, how many people in the world like mutton? 】

System: [What do you ask this for? 】

Song Lingshu: [How many people like Pepsi? 】

System: [I haven't done this statistics, but there must be a lot of people, otherwise could the sales be so high? 】

Song Lingshu: [Then how many people like these two things at the same time? 】

System: [There should be many. 】

Song Lingshu also felt that there were a lot, but she had only met three people who liked these since she was a child, one was Fa Xiao, one was Guan Yue, and the other was Lin Wenwen.

Reason told her that it was just a coincidence, maybe everyone else liked it, but she didn't notice it.

"What are you thinking?" Lin Wenwen asked.

"nothing."

"It's nothing, you almost rubbed my neck!" Lin Wenwen scolded.

Song Lingshu came back to his senses, and realized that he was about to pinch her neck, so he quickly withdrew his hand and smiled coquettishly: "I'm sorry, your skin is too delicate, you rubbed it on without knowing it."

Lin Wenwen was coaxed right away, lifted his chin, snorted softly, then looked down at his arms, it was indeed white, thin and tender.

"Let me write the rest for you."

"OK."

Song Lingshu took her review, looked at it from the front, a smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of her mouth, and then continued to write.

It's lunch break now, the school is quiet, the sun is shining outside the window, Lin Wenwen is lying on the table, looking at her serious writing profile.

Some people are stunning at a glance, while others are attractive. She thinks that the other party belongs to the latter. When she finds that the other party is good-looking, she can't help but take a closer look to find out what is good-looking.

It is already known that the eyelashes are curled and thick. At first glance, the eyes look like single eyelids, but when you look closely from the side, you can also faintly see a shallow inner double eyelid, which is very beautiful.

Huh? There seems to be a tear mole?

Lin Wenwen moved to her cheek to look curiously. It was a very small and inconspicuous mole, which would not be noticed easily.

Song Lingshu paused, then slowly looked sideways: "Why are you staring at me like this?"

"You have a tear mole here." Lin Wenwen pressed his index finger on the tear mole's seat as if he had discovered some new land, "Do you know?"

"I don't know." Song Lingshu only knew that they were too close now!

The other party's sweet fragrance enveloped him, and a pair of beautiful eyes stared at him closely, with endless smiles hidden inside, bright and shining, like a lighthouse sailing in the middle of the night.

"Then I was the first to find out." Lin Wenwen smiled.

At this time, another figure suddenly appeared at the door. Seeing that they were intimate, he didn't say anything, but just dragged in, and then Chu Yin followed in, saying, "There must be no less than a word in the four thousand-word review."

Lin Wenwen and Song Lingshu looked over at the same time, and found that it was Qin Sheng who was also arrested and brought to the student union.

"What did he do?" Song Lingshu asked Chu Yin.

"Fighting with my roommate." Chu Yin said flatly.

"Where's your roommate?" Song Lingshu didn't notice anyone else.

"Go to the hospital."

"..." Song Lingshu said in a downcast, "This is not an 8,000-word review? This kind of crime is much more serious than an induction cooker!"

"You're right, Qin Sheng, the 8,000-word review." Chu Yin said.

"..." Qin Sheng pulled back the chair heavily, sat down unconvinced, and glared at Song Lingshu.

They sat facing each other, but Lin Wenwen acted like he was watching the excitement, took a picture of Zhang Qin Sheng writing a self-criticism, and sent it to Qin Sheng's parents and his own parents, so that they could see how the perfect person in their eyes behaved in school .

At this time, Song Lingshu triggered a new task.

[Sub-task: Help the hero achieve the achievement of saving the beauty as a hero. 】

Song Lingshu: [What do you mean? 】

System: [Last night was supposed to be the key plot of the hero saving the beauty, but you disrupted it. At present, the main plot has deviated, and the heroine is not yet tempted by the hero. You have to readjust the plot, let the hero save the beauty, and reverse the plot in time. 】

Song Lingshu bit her pen, thinking about how to get the hero to save the beauty.

Anyway, Lin Wenwen would not be allowed to be this villain again, otherwise the end of the female supporting role would still be the same as before.

Song Lingshu tore a ball of paper and threw it on Qin Sheng's head.

"What's the matter with you?" Qin Sheng raised his head and looked at her with hostility.

"Play ball, do you want to go?"

Qin Sheng glanced at her thin arms and legs: "Are you crazy?"

"Not crazy, do you dare to bet with me? If you win, I will never cause any trouble for Chu Yin in the future. If I win, you can treat Wen Wen and me to dinner for a week."

Qin Sheng weighed the pros and cons, and looked at Chu Yin again, the protective desire in his heart was aroused. In terms of playing, no one can win him.

"make a deal."

The two turned around and walked outside. Chu Yin shouted from behind: "Hey, you haven't finished your review yet!"

"What else to write, the focus is on watching the excitement." Lin Wenwen glanced at her, "Don't you want to know the result?"

Chu Yin thought for a while, and was a little curious, so she followed.

Qin Sheng confidently told Song Lingshu that he could play the simplest shot, winning five to three, and he could even make the opponent three balls.

"Who said I'm better than basketball?" Song Lingshu asked.

Qin Sheng was dumbfounded: "Isn't it better than basketball?"

"Comparing balloons." Song Lingshu took out two balloons from his schoolbag in a good manner, "Let's see who blows them up first."

"......" Qin Sheng suspected that either her brain had a twitch, or his own had a twitch, "Who wants to compare this with you! I thought you were talking about basketball!"

"You promised yourself, did I say basketball?" Song Lingshu looked back at Lin Wenwen and Chu Yin.

"No." Lin Wenwen said innocently.

"Indeed not." Chu Yin said straightforwardly.

"Oh, man, you can't afford it, can you?" Song Lingshu said sarcastically.

"Nonsense! Who says I can't afford it, just compare." Qin Sheng walked up to her in two steps, and took a balloon.

Lin Wenwen yelled to start, and the two of them blew up the balloon desperately.

Qin Sheng blew very hard, his handsome face swelled into a puffer fish, Chu Yin couldn't help laughing, Qin Sheng glanced at her smile from the corner of his eye, immediately forgot his shame, and blew harder.

Lin Wenwen here had been cheering Song Lingshu on. Seeing this, Chu Yin yelled at Qin Sheng twice.

With a bang, the balloon in Qin Sheng's mouth burst. He cheered in surprise, and then gave Chu Yin a high-five. Chu Yin withdrew her hand belatedly, a little embarrassed and shy.

"Okay, I'm willing to admit defeat, and I won't trouble Chu Yin in the future." Song Lingshu said.

"I hope you will do what you say." Qin Sheng said, seeing that Chu Yin was sweating profusely from the sun, he took the lead to go back to the student union office to write a review, and Chu Yin followed closely.

"Let's go back too." Song Lingshu looked back at Lin Wenwen, only to find that the other person's eyes were reddish and there was a layer of mist, and immediately walked up to her, "Why are you crying?"

Could it be that Qin Sheng was sad after seeing Chu Yin in his heart and eyes?

Song Lingshu was most afraid of seeing a girl cry. She rubbed her head and comforted her: "It's okay, you deserve better."

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Lin Wenwen wiped away her tears. She was about to say that she was crying because a gust of wind blew dust into her eyes just now, and then she heard the other party say again: "Don't cry, don't cry, your tears are pearls."

Lin Wenwen was almost about to laugh, but this kind of patient and gentle comfort had never been experienced in many years, so he was curious what the other party would say to comfort him, and was afraid that she would find out that he was snickering, so he kept He hugged her tightly and laughed wildly, "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow!"

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