Quick Wear: The Beautiful Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character Loses Her Memory

The scorekeeper had just come from the village committee, and all the work points for writing slogans had already been recorded, so he asked suspiciously, "The propaganda department asked you to write slogans? That can't be!

I just came from the village committee. Chu Zhiqing works very quickly. I think she's almost finished. There's no need for you to go over and write the slogans."

As soon as these words were spoken, the smile on Duan Xingran's face froze immediately, and he unconsciously increased the strength of his grip on the farm tools.

Yes! How could he forget that Chu Mingyue had learned calligraphy from him since childhood, and her calligraphy skills were much better than his.

"But she is injured and should be recuperating in the dormitory now!" Duan Xingran's smile became increasingly stiff.

"No! Chu Zhiqing seemed to come out only a little later than you. She went to the village committee to help out very early." The scorekeeper felt that Chu Zhiqing was the most diligent among these young people from the city. "I just asked her,

She said that her injury was in her leg, not her arm, and that being able to do something within her ability was better than being idle.

After hearing this, Duan Xingran lowered his head almost immediately.

The scorer thought he lowered his head because he was ashamed, but in fact, Duan Xingran was afraid that the other party would see his indignant expression, so he quickly lowered his head to hide it.

Now Duan Xingran gets so angry whenever he thinks about Chu Mingyue snatching the job of writing slogans from him.

It was obvious that the propaganda officer had come to see her first, but was intercepted by Chu Mingyue halfway. Why didn't she think that she wanted to earn more work points in order to pay them back to her? Now that Chu Mingyue has snatched the job away, she will definitely not be able to pay back all the work points today.

The scorer did not notice Duan Xingran's change, but just emphasized again that time was tight and the task was heavy today, so he was told to stop looking around and finish the work quickly.

After that he went to keep score somewhere else.

As soon as the scorekeeper left, Yao Anlan trotted over. "Xingran, how's it going? Have you agreed on the work points? How many points can you get for writing slogans? Is it more than what we earn working in the fields?"

Duan Xingran didn't say anything, but continued to do farm work with his head down.

Seeing that the other party ignored him, Yao Anlan was unhappy first: "Why are you like this? I care about you too! Telling me won't lose you a piece of meat. Besides, I've already asked around. There are no other people in our village who can write calligraphy. They will definitely give you a lot of work points."

In the next few minutes, Yao Anlan kept chattering beside Duan Xingran, and it looked as if Duan Xingran would become a village official tomorrow.

Duan Xingran, who was annoyed by this, finally couldn't help it: "Can you please shut up? No one will think you're dumb if you don't speak!"

"Xingran, what do you mean!" Yao Anlan, who had never been called that by Duan Xingran before, looked at him with disbelief, "Why are you like this? You haven't done anything yet! And you want to..."

Duan Xingran, who had never been able to resist Yao Anlan's grievances, felt irritated when he saw her today: "What was I thinking? I'm telling you, I didn't think anything, and you're wrong too.

In this village, including all of us educated youth, I am not the only one who can write calligraphy."

Yao Anlan was not a stupid person. He immediately understood that someone who could write calligraphy had replaced Duan Xingran.

The spearhead turned, and she immediately became united in her hatred: "How can this be! It was clearly you who tried the word first, who stole your chance? I want to find out."

Duan Xingran said with a somewhat unnatural expression: "Forget it, things have already come to this. Let's talk about these things after we finish the work! After all, today we are two people doing the work of three people."

Yao Anlan felt very aggrieved when he mentioned that he still owed Chu Mingyue work points. He had worked hard for a whole morning, but these work points were not enough to pay back to the other party.

Yao Anlan said nothing more and could only return to the field assigned to him to continue working.

But the more I do it, the more uncomfortable I feel.

Originally, if Duan Xingran could get the job of writing the slogan, he could take the opportunity to ask for more work points, so he could offset the work points owed to Chu Mingyue in half a day.

But now there is nothing.

Unable to swallow this humiliation, Yao Anlan took advantage of the lunch break to run to the village committee. She wanted to see who could write calligraphy better than Duan Xingran - she thought Duan Xingran was the most talented.

You don’t know until you see it, it’s so popular!

"Chu Mingyue, aren't you injured? Why are you running around with a limp?" Yao Anlan saw the other person sitting there writing slogans, and rushed in hurriedly, "This job should have been Duan Xingran's.

We know there's some conflict between you, but you can't just vent your anger on him like this! He's clearly already..."

"He's tried so hard, you feel bad for him!" Chu Mingyue interrupted Yao Anlan without even looking up. "But Yao Zhiqing, when you were saying this, did you understand the whole story?"

"What cause and effect? ​​It's obviously your fault!" Yao Anlan never believed that the other party could write better calligraphy than Duan Xingran. "Let me tell you, Chu Mingyue, Duan Xingran tolerates you, but I can't.

I can't bear the thought of you treating Duan Xingran like this!"