The cannon fodder female supporting role in the misplaced life

Xiao Wu answered seriously: "It should be the host. I share the same level with the system space."

Hearing Xiaowu's affirmative answer, Xu Yingying was secretly delighted. She knew that this meant that both she and Xiaowu would continue to grow and improve. Just as Xu Yingying was about to continue asking Xiaowu more about the system, footsteps suddenly sounded outside the classroom door.

"Report!" A clear female voice entered the classroom. Xu Yingying also looked at the people outside the door. Only Yuan Xiaoling was standing there. Xu Yingying felt a little disappointed when she couldn't see Fan Weile.

The math teacher, who had already started class, frowned, looked out the door and said, "What's going on? Don't you know what time class starts?"

Yuan Xiaoling stood at the door, looking pale and a little weak. She pretended to be weak and said, "Teacher, I'm not feeling well, so I went to the school clinic and was late for class."

The math teacher's stern expression softened slightly upon hearing this, and he asked with concern, "How are you feeling now? Can you still attend class?"

Yuan Xiaoling nodded and said softly, "Thank you for your concern, teacher. I am much better now and can attend classes as usual."

The math teacher shook his head helplessly and waved her in for a quick seat. She knew that students were occasionally late due to illness, but as long as it wasn't intentional, she wouldn't be too harsh on them.

Yuan Xiaoling walked into the classroom, her lips curled up slightly, revealing a barely perceptible smug smile. Then, she walked to her seat, slowly sat down, and began to sort through her books. Unbeknownst to Yuan Xiaoling, Xu Yingying, who had been watching her performance, had caught her smile.

Less than five minutes later, someone outside the classroom shouted, "Report!"

Seeing that the boy outside didn't look sick at all, the math teacher directed his earlier anger at Yuan Xiaoling at Fan Weile. He asked directly and seriously, "How long have you been late? Do you have any classroom discipline?"

Fan Weile simply replied softly, "Report, teacher, I'm sorry I'm late! I will pay attention to class discipline next time and arrive on time!"

Fan Weile’s words caused the students in the classroom to burst into laughter.

Some of the students were laughing so hard, some were holding their stomachs, and even a few naughty boys were whistling.

The laughter and whistles mixed together, filling the whole classroom with a cheerful atmosphere.

However, the math teacher's expression became increasingly grim.

She slammed the desk hard and glared at Fan Weile with wide eyes.

"Quiet!" the math teacher shouted loudly, and the classroom suddenly became silent.

She turned to look at Fan Weile, the anger in her eyes seemed to be about to burst out.

"Since you know you're wrong, just stand at the back of the classroom with your textbook in hand and attend class!"

The math teacher's voice was filled with anger and authority, which made people feel a chill.

"Okay." Fan Weile walked towards his seat, ready to take out his textbook and stand at the back of the classroom to listen. But when he saw Xu Yingying coming to class that afternoon, his depressed mood suddenly relaxed.

But the uncontrollable smile on his lips was seen by Yuan Xiaoling, who had been paying attention to him. At this time, Yuan Xiaoling also looked in the direction Fan Weile was looking.

Yuan Xiaoling also saw Xu Yingying who had returned to class, and her eyes became even more disdainful.

"Xiao Wu, do you think Yuan Xiaoling will have a love story with Fan Weile later?" Xu Yingying began to boldly imagine the rest of the story of the novel.

"That shouldn't be the case. Now that she knows that Fan Weile stood up for you, doesn't she hate Fan Weile?" Xiao Wu made an inference based on the existing situation.

"It certainly won't happen according to common sense, but this is the world in the book, and our plot is arranged by the author. If there weren't some strange emotional lines, how could our characters be intertwined with each other?" Xu Yingying started the open class with Xiaowu, also wanting Xiaowu to think in multiple directions, and not always think in a single way.

"It's so complicated? Host, what are these authors thinking? How can they come up with such a messy relationship?" Xiao Wu asked a soul-searching question.

"Because this kind of melodramatic relationship is more attractive to people's gossip hearts!" Xu Yingying thought for a moment and said, if it were me, I would also create like this, after all, this is the only way to attract traffic. Without traffic and no one reading, wouldn't it be a waste of time to write?

"The host may just be your guess. The author may not write it this way." Xiao Wu pointed out that the author may not write according to Xu Yingying's ideas.

"But articles written like this will become popular!" Xu Yingying insisted.

Xu Yingying didn't expect that the argument between her and Xiaowu would continue until the bell rang for the end of get out of class.

"Anyway, if the author writes according to what I say, he will definitely succeed!" Xu Yingying continued to express her opinion.

"Host, you are not the author after all, and the author's writing direction may not necessarily follow what you said." Xiaowu didn't know why it was so persistent in arguing with the host when facing this problem.

After class, Fan Weile returned to sit next to Xu Yingying. The first thing he asked was: "Why didn't you come to school this morning?"

Xu Yingying looked at Fan Weile and thought about his conversation with Yuan Xiaoling at noon. After a pause, she continued with the same excuse she had given to Lin Xiumin: "Something happened at home, and I was late for class this morning."

Fan Weile frowned, seemingly dissatisfied with the answer, and continued to ask: "What exactly happened? Is it serious? Do you need help?"

Xu Yingying felt warm in her heart, but still shook her head: "Thank you for your concern, but it's really nothing serious. Just some family matters."

Fan Weile nodded in relief, then remembered another thing: "By the way, how do you feel about the injury you suffered yesterday? Have you seen a doctor?"

Xu Yingying didn't expect Fan Weile to still remember this. She was touched and smiled faintly: "I'm much better now. Thank you for your concern. It's just some minor injuries, nothing serious."

"That's good." Fan Weile breathed a sigh of relief, a subtle hint of heartache in his eyes. Then, the two of them fell into silence, and the atmosphere became a little awkward.

Fan Weile tried to find a topic to break the deadlock: "Um... well, is there anything you don't understand in class today? We can discuss it together."

Xu Yingying smiled gently: "Not yet, but if I encounter any problems, I will definitely ask you for advice."

Fan Weile also smiled and said, "You're welcome anytime." However, he suddenly found that he seemed to be at a loss for words again.