The female supporting role just wants to survive, but the boss insists on falling in love

Facts have proved that some things, even if the male protagonist says them, do not count, because he has never spoken the truth.

Even after applying cold compresses to cool down Tu Yan's burned palms, blisters still formed, which looked horrifying at first glance.

Fortunately, it was almost time for them to return, and the teacher in charge decided to go back to the village together the next day, pack up and return to City A.

At night, Zhuang Xiao lay in the tent, tossing and turning, and couldn't help but contact No. 23.

"You said before that I can also change from a passerby to a supporting role by establishing connections with other important characters. Although there are occasional bugs, at least they won't disappear, right?"

"If you're asking this kind of nonsense, don't come to me next time." No. 23 was still as sarcastic as ever.

Even so, compared to his previous indifference, No. 23's attitude has become much more serious since that incident.

After No. 23's sarcastic remarks, he realized what Zhuang Xiao meant, "You've decided to give up and change your target to the male supporting role?"

Zhuang Xiao shook his head first, then nodded and said, "I guess so."

"But I feel that the possibility of developing a relationship with Mr. You is very small. Although he is very flirtatious, he is not a person without sense of propriety and principles." Zhuang Xiao explained.

"You're wrong." No. 23 laughed and said firmly, "He is set up as a playboy who doesn't care about meat or vegetables. Later on, he will have a fierce battle with the male protagonist."

Zhuang Xiao felt disdainful as he listened to it casually talking about the so-called settings.

Even though she had seen the power of No. 23, she didn't think it could control everything. Zhuang Xiao always felt that Tu Yan, You Junzheng... everyone here was a living person, and no matter how powerful No. 23 was, or how knowledgeable it was, it was just a cold machine that ran according to a fixed program.

No. 23 could obviously see Zhuang Xiao's disapproval through her silence, and snorted coldly, "Since you don't want to change your target, what do you want? Are you ready to end your life calmly?"

Zhuang Xiao ignored the harshness in its words and said seriously: "Since establishing a connection with President You can help me, then the same should be true for other important characters, such as Tu Yan's mother, Ms. Shen, and... President Tu's fiancée?"

No. 23 gave an affirmative answer, "provided that the connection is important enough."

Zhuang Xiao nodded, thought for a moment, and then asked, "Is the matchmaker between Mr. Tu and his fiancée important enough?"

No. 23 obviously didn't expect this answer. He was silent for a moment before saying, "Enough."

Zhuang Xiao smiled, suppressing the strange feeling in his heart, "That's good."

No. 23 obviously didn't care whether Zhuang Xiao could complete the task. As for the intruder Zhuang Xiao, it hoped that she could stay where she was. After getting Zhuang Xiao's reply, it immediately went offline.

The next day was a busy day. Everyone packed up and set out on the journey down the mountain.

Tu Yan couldn't stand the blisters on the palm of his hand, so he asked the doctor to prick and bandage it. His hand was injured, and the way down the mountain was still muddy due to the rain in the past few days, and there were thorns along the way. Zhuang Xiao was very worried for a while and stayed around him closely.

Facts have proved that the male protagonist is still the male protagonist, and he is still the one with the lightest expression and the briskest steps along the way.

Zhuang Xiao, who wanted to be a flower protector, almost fell flat on her face. At the critical moment, Tu Yan reached out and grabbed her clothes and lifted her up.

He was so strong that Zhuang Xiao slipped and felt a force coming from the back of her collar, lifting her up like a chicken. She even felt that her legs were almost free of strength.

It was not until he passed the muddy patch that Zhuang Xiao felt his feet were on solid ground. As he turned around to thank Tu Yan, he remembered the injury on Tu Yan's hand.

Zhuang Xiao turned his hand over to check, "Are you okay?"

Tu Yan curled up his hand and wrapped Zhuang Xiao's hand in it, then seemed to react and let go of his hand, allowing Zhuang Xiao to check his injuries, "It's okay."

Zhuang Xiao looked at it carefully and found a few faint yellow marks on the white gauze. It was probably because the wound was pressed and tissue fluid was squeezed out. It was not serious, but it was definitely painful, and he felt even more guilty.

The direct result was that Zhuang Xiao became Tu Yan's personal assistant. He followed her wherever she went, and Tu Yan didn't need to do anything for him.

Tu Yan glanced at the kettle, and Zhuang Xiao immediately unscrewed the kettle and handed it to his mouth.

Of course, let’s not talk about how Mr. Tu almost drowned on land because of a drink of water.

The water flowed down his clothes and leaked onto his pants. Let's not talk about how Zhuang Xiao's action of wiping the floor aroused Tu Yan's ancient memory of shame.

Just looking at this service attitude, Assistant Liu had to give a thumbs up. The students were even more stunned.

As Zhang Jinle later joked, it was like witnessing the disillusionment of a goddess turning into a bootlicker.

Tu Yan felt very useful at first due to this kind of following and care. Although he did not say it, anyone with a discerning eye could see that his complaints were light and his eyes were full of smiles.

Because one was willing to fight and the other was willing to be beaten, Assistant Liu gave up the idea of ​​saving him from the dire situation. After all, Tu Yan was treated quite comfortably.

Until Tu Yan got up to go to the toilet, Zhuang Xiao was still following him in a daze. Fortunately, Tu Yan remembered and stopped in time at the door of the men's toilet.

Zhuang Xiao then realized what he was going to do, and her face turned red. "I really didn't mean it this time..."

"Then which time was you intentional?" Tu Yan grasped the key words accurately.

Zhuang Xiao naturally couldn't admit it and ran away feeling guilty.

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After returning from the southwest, the scandal about Zhuang Xiao and Tu Yan became even more rampant. For this reason, the task of changing Tu Yan's dressings and gauze naturally fell to her.

"It's not appropriate for us to come." Secretary Wang put the medicine box on Zhuang Xiao's desk and lowered his voice, "More importantly, Mr. Tu has been away for a few days and has a lot of things piled up. Now he is obsessed with work, and you have to go and invite him."

Zhuang Xiao looked at the time. It was almost noon. It was almost time to eat after changing the medicine. He immediately stood up and went to the president's office with his medicine box.

"Dong dong dong."

Hearing Tu Yan's call to come in, Zhuang Xiao pushed the door open and walked in. Tu Yan was staring at the computer screen with a frown, his injured hand still on the keyboard.

Perhaps because the person who came didn't speak, Tu Yan looked up. Seeing that it was Zhuang Xiao, his brows relaxed and his eyes swept over the medicine box in her hand. "It's nothing serious. I can apply the medicine myself."

Zhuang Xiao was very concerned about his injury and treated him like a porcelain doll.

Every time she saw him changing the dressing, Zhuang Xiao would reveal an expression of heartache, guilt and self-blame. For some reason, Tu Yan felt depressed when he saw her like this.

Zhuang Xiao naturally wouldn't let him do what he wanted. "You've been busy all morning, take a break. After changing the medicine, I'll bring you lunch."

Tu Yan then stood up and sat on the sofa, watching Zhuang Xiao carefully prepare gauze, medical tape, medicine and other items, then half-knelt beside him, carefully tore off the tape, and held his breath to peel off the gauze.

During this time, the gauze was stuck to the wound in one or two spots. Zhuang Xiao immediately looked up to observe Tu Yan's expression. Seeing that he did not look in pain, he carefully pulled the gauze away.

Tu Yan lowered his eyes and looked at Zhuang Xiao's face. His long and curled eyelashes trembled with his breathing, like a fluttering black butterfly. His red lips were slightly parted due to concentration, revealing his soft and pink lips. Looking at him like this, he seemed to be unaware of the pain in his palms, but instead felt a warmth in his heart.

A thought came to his mind vaguely. Since she liked him so much, it was not impossible to accept her feelings...