Quick Wear: She Became the Beloved of the Short-lived Male Supporting Character

Jiang Wan was silent for a long time after hearing this.

She pinched her brows and asked, "Are you talking about senior year?"

[Yes, senior year, school is often a small society, especially for this kind of youth pain literature, you can't just write about how to study until midnight, how to work hard for the college entrance examination, what's the point of that. ]

"..." Jiang Wan suspected that it was pointing at her.

She felt that she was smart enough, but she still had to work hard until midnight every day to see her grades improve.

They don't focus on studying every day, but they can still maintain excellent grades. They are truly a group of little geniuses.

Jiang Wan asked again: "Are you really sure that Lu Zhaoyan is the supporting actor and the murderer Pei Jingyou is the male lead?"

[Yes, judging from the length of the original description, it is indeed like this. Think about it, in a romance novel, how could the man who doesn't like the heroine be the hero? After all, the whole story revolves around the heroine's perspective. At most, you can add a white moonlight in front of the cannon fodder male supporting role.

The story is all about how she battles wits and courage with Pei Jingyou. Lu Zhaoyan has very few parts and mostly appears in the narration.

Pei Jingyou finally realized his mistakes and decided to mend his ways, turn over a new leaf and become a new man. Before going to prison, he went to find Ye Mingxia and knelt in the heavy rain all night begging for her forgiveness.

One of them is kneeling in the rain, while the other stands in front of the window and looks down at the lonely figure in the rain. The desolate atmosphere is just right. If it is accompanied by the sensational soundtrack, then the feeling will come. 】

Jiang Wan: "Pei Jingyou is still deeply in love, how vicious."

The system did not refute this point. [The host has seen too few of them. Many male protagonists are crazy and critical of the legal system. The more they love, the crazier they become, and the crazier they become, the more criminals they punish.

On the bright side, if Pei Jingyou is replaced by a male supporting role, wouldn't it be more vicious if we were to capture such a person? 】

"What you said makes sense." Jiang Wan paused and said, "I remembered something I haven't told you yet. Pei Jingyou has already been imprisoned. Now that he knows who killed his brother, the heroine Ye Mingxia may not transfer here. Your original storyline is broken."

【ah--】

The system was shocked.

【Wait, let me take a look. 】

Half an hour later it came back.

After reading the automatically recorded plot, it breathed a sigh of relief and said in a rather curious tone, "It's okay, we didn't do anything illegal. You didn't know the plot in advance, and you didn't know Pei Jingyou was the male lead, and he was the one who took the initiative to cause trouble. We just wanted to protect ourselves, which caused some things to happen earlier.

It's amazing, you seem to be able to easily separate this cannon fodder male supporting role from the life story of the male and female protagonists every time, and take a different path, and the progress is quite fast. 】

System 520 thought of its host that was wiped out again, and sadness welled up in its heart. It could have completed the task easily, but in the end, everyone turned evil.

It sighs.

"No, I still came into contact with the protagonist."

[Lu Zhaoyan was originally a cannon fodder male supporting role, so it was inevitable that he would have some contact with the male and female protagonists.]

Jiang Wan added casually, "Speaking of which, the progress is so fast, and you have contributed a lot. Lu Zhaoyan has face blindness, but he can remember what I look like, which is why I can approach him so smoothly."

[Ah? This matter seems to have nothing to do with me. I didn't do anything.] The system muttered to itself after saying this, [Could it be that the headquarters has adjusted some data again, and the tasker enters the small world with a halo on his head, which has a natural attraction to the target person?]

Jiang Wan was stunned. "Is that so?"

[Who cares? It doesn't matter. It's good for us anyway. If we dig deeper into what it does, maybe there's something wrong with the data.]

She nodded thoughtfully.

……

Night falls silently.

The curtains were not closed tightly, and a ray of silver moonlight penetrated into the dark room through the gap. In the quiet night, the moonlight sprinkled on the potted plants became a beautiful scenery.

I fell into a deep sleep and was unable to appreciate the scenery, but in my dream I saw a more beautiful scene.

The thoughts that you try your best to avoid during the day are most realistically presented in your dreams.

The girl next to me was holding a small Oncidium.

She took brisk steps under the moonlight, turned around on tiptoe, her slightly curly black hair drew a graceful arc, and her light skirt bloomed like a snow lotus.

The whole person seemed to be glowing, like a fairy descended to earth.

The boy's heart was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples.

He couldn't see the person's face clearly, but he knew clearly in his heart that this person was Jiang Wan.

A familiar yet unfamiliar Jiang Wan.

I don’t know how long this road is.

He just wanted to walk slower and slower.

The dim street lights lengthened the two people's shadows.

The figures are intertwined, like an extremely close couple.

Soon the two figures distanced themselves from each other.

She seemed to dislike that he was walking too slowly, and stood not far away waiting for him, urging him with an ethereal and pleasant voice, "Lu Zhaoyan, if you walk any more slowly, I won't wait for you anymore."

He was terrified and hurriedly chased after her. The girl chuckled and said, "I was kidding you, and you actually believed it."

"Here, here's the potted plant for you." She held the potted plant in both hands and handed it to him.

Lu Zhaoyan took it from her.

He couldn't see this person clearly, but he could feel her gentle gaze falling on him.

"Lu Zhaoyan, do you know what its flower language is?"

he knows.

He opened his mouth: "Hidden love."

As he finished his words, everything around him changed. An uncontrollable force carried him away from the person in front of him, and no matter how he struggled, it was useless.

The person on the bed woke up suddenly.

He subconsciously looked towards the desk.

The green plant on the corner of the table is bathed in the moonlight, stretching out its slender figure to its heart's content. There is no moonlight to witness it, but its thoughts are even more exposed under this ray of moonlight.

But he could clearly recall the moment in his dream when her question came, his blood rushed to his head and his heart beat faster.

It's not her who is moved, but myself.

That's why I feel uneasy because of a sentence on the Internet.

He glanced at the time.

Five thirty-six.

He no longer felt sleepy.

Lu Zhaoyan picked up the teddy bear next to the pillow, walked to the desk, pulled out a stool and sat down.

Holding the teddy bear in one hand, he turned on the desk lamp and looked through the notebook containing records about Oncidium.

My fingers touched those words, and my heart felt hot.