After the female supporting role switches to the male lead script

Suddenly, there was a strong wind outside the classroom, which echoed Jiang Xinglie's heart at this time. He glanced at Ji Sichen, and as expected, he saw her snickering while covering her mouth.

Ji Sichen laughed so hard, but in order to make Jiang Xinglie less embarrassed, he coughed twice tactically, "Brother Xinglie, you are very suitable for this role!"

"Okay, everyone has already drawn the roles. After the statistics are finished, the class leader will give everyone the script. Please perform well." The class teacher Ren left after speaking.

Time seems to be speeding up because of the school celebration. Ji Sichen hummed a little song, and suddenly remembered that Christmas is not only the school celebration, but also the birthday of Jiang Xinglie and Fang Ruoyu.

Is it a coincidence?What a coincidence, this damn setpoint.

It's a good thing she didn't write the story of the three swordsmen and the three princesses that was very popular back then, or else the scene couldn't be controlled at all.

Fang Ruoyu saw her cheerful look? Suddenly, she didn't want to do her homework anymore, so she continued to write on the note.

【He? Playing a princess?... You? Seems very happy. 】

【Are you not happy?He? Want to? Wear a skirt? Hey!Women's clothing! 】

Ji Sichen winked at Fang Ruoyu, and suddenly realized that she might not get what she wanted.

[He? Usually? Mouth smelly and unpleasant, even? Even so, wearing women's clothing will definitely be ashamed, won't it be a bit cute? Love it?You might even blush...]

Before she finished writing, Fang Ruoyu tore the note into a ball and threw it into the trash can, as if angry, then opened the exercise book and started to fill in the blanks.

Ji Sichen lay on the table and looked at Fang Ruoyu. This was the first time she was angry with herself. Ji Sichen thought it was very fresh, so he teased her with a carbon pen.

Fang Ruoyu pressed the carbon pen on the table and said fiercely, "Don't disturb my study."

The more she behaved like this, Ji Sichen became more energetic, "We were at the same table on the first day, you? Just? Treated me like this? Then? My life in the future? Isn't it very sad?"

"It's not my business!"

Even Fang Ruoyu didn't wait for her when school was over, and slipped away by herself.

Looking at the empty classroom, Ji Sichen really didn't know where he had offended her, so he started searching novels and idol dramas he had watched, such as "Princess Little Girl", "Boys Over Flowers", "Meteor Garden"②, etc. Do you have to go to the ball? There are evening dresses.

Obviously? The heroine? Doesn't deserve to have it, otherwise? How can I let the heroine? Come to gain favorability?

She got into her family's car, and was just about to roll up the window when she saw Jiang Xinglie and Lin Manfei walking out of the school.

Alas!Ji Sichen smacked his lips, it seems that Jiang Xinglie will not be able to give this evening dress.

"Master Li," she asked the driver, "do you remember how to get to the dress shop that my mother and aunt Meimei often visit?"

"Of course? I know! Miss? Want to buy a dress?"

"Well! Then? I'll leave it to you."

The atmosphere of the school celebration became more and more intense in the school, and the students seemed to have forgotten that the final exam was coming soon.

In a blink of an eye? It was the day before the school celebration, and everyone in Class A of Senior One came to the auditorium to rehearse a play.

I usually rehearse several times, but the role of the prince has been absent, so there is no way to proceed with the subsequent plot.

After reading the narration for a while, Jiang Xinglie walked to the center of the stage with the script in his hand, frowned and said the line, "Did they never clean? Their mothers should ask for it, maybe they? There is no mother."③

At that time, I didn’t feel it when I was watching the movie, but now Ji Sichen felt like a princess? She was swearing, and when she looked around, the people around her were relatively calm.

Ji Sichen could only sit in the first row of seats and applaud, "Brother Xinglie is so amazing!"

Jiang Xinglie ignored her.

Fang Ruoyu deliberately kept a distance from her, sitting in the second row, seeing her like this, couldn't help but patted her shoulder hard.

Ji Sichen turned his head in pain, "You? What are you doing? It hurts! You? It's been weird these two days!"

"Host? My lord, it's really ingenious of you to speak like this!"

"You two, don't worry about it."

She pretended to be angry and looked at Fang Ruoyu, "You? What do you want? How?"

Fang Ruoyu was choked by her series of questions. Just now, her hands seemed to act without thinking. Now her brain is in a mess. She doesn't know how to answer, so she just shut up and doesn't speak.

Ji Sichen got excited, still want it? Asked something, she jumped from the back seat and sat next to Fang Ruoyu, "I watch the sky at night and count with my fingers, benefactor? You? It's the red luan star that moved."

As for feelings, dancing can always be cultivated, but the problem is that Jiang Xinglie will definitely not dance with Fang Ruoyu.

So, who does Fang Ruoyu want to dance with?You can't just grab a man, can you?

Fang Ruoyu blushed, before he could refute, the door of the auditorium was pushed open, successfully attracting everyone's attention.

Xiao Zixun walked over with light steps, waving to everyone one by one, "I'm sorry, I couldn't come to the rehearsal for the past few days because of something, everyone, let's start."

What?Ji Sichen immediately went to check the staff list, and saw Xiao Zixun written on the back of the prince.

How many times did she look blankly at Xiao Zixun, and how many times did she look at Jiang Xinglie with maternal love.

How come there is a feeling that the good cabbage raised by oneself has been arched by a pig?

"What? This last kiss... how could Xiao Zixun kiss Jiang Xinglie?"

When Fang Ruoyu heard her words, she stopped arguing and looked down at the script in her hand, a corner of the paper had been crumpled by her unconsciously.

After rehearsing the play, the school bell rang.

The students left one by one, Fang Ruoyu didn't want to talk to her, and went straight to the classroom to pack her schoolbags, and Ji Sichen followed.

There were only the two of them left in the class. She took out a box from under her desk and handed it to Fang Ruoyu.

Fang Ruoyu didn't answer.

"You? Just? Accept? It's my birthday present for you?."

Hearing this sentence, Fang Ruoyu thought it was funny that she had been sullen for the past few days, so she just took the gift and asked, "How do you know my birthday?"

"This..." Ji Sichen scratched his head in embarrassment, "I read the roster in the class, and I remembered it by accident."

I can't say that I...created her.

She suddenly smiled, and Ji Sichen also laughed, "You? Must? Like it."

"As long as it's from you, I like it." Fang Ruoyu muttered softly.

"You? Say what?"

"It's nothing, I'll go back first."

Ji Sichen stared at her back in a daze for a few seconds, and began to ask the system for advice, "[I will die? Love] you? Do you understand women? A woman who wants to play hard to get."

...The system swears, this is no longer the host? For the first time, he was speechless.

"Sorry, I'm gay."

Ji Sichen: ...Who asked you? This?I can't talk today.

Another snow fell at night, covering the whole city.

Ji Sichen opened the window to enjoy the cool breeze, and pressed the buttons with his fingers to search for Fang Ruoyu's contact information.

[A-Xiao? Yu] is her note to Fang Ruoyu.

The gift? It was a wine-red evening dress and a mobile phone with a blue casing. She had chosen a mobile phone number for a long time, and she was squatting in front of the TV to wait for the ringtone advertisement.

Time seems to be pulled back to Ji Sichen's childhood? She enjoys admiring the advertisement that she loved so much back then, and the download method is written at the bottom of the screen.

Mobile dial?: XXX Fixed-line Xiao? Lingtong: XXX

Mobile SMS: 9418 song name to XXX

China Unicom dial?: XXX④

[Hee, Swish, Swish] is too lively, [Wait 1 minute] is too wronged, [Perfume is poisonous] is too miserable, and [Flying Freely] is too down-to-earth. ⑤

She accompanied Song Li to watch "Plum Blossom File" all night, her eyes widened like copper bells, and she finally chose a song that fit Fang Ruoyu's temperament.

Ji Sichen breathed the cold air, Fang Ruoyu should have been home long ago, why didn't he call her?

Obviously she left her number in the address book.

She pouted, feeling that she couldn't wait for a minute, so she pressed the dial button directly.

Holding the carbon pen with her fair fingers, she quickly slid across the draft paper. Fang Ruoyu finished writing the last question and just closed the exercise book when she heard a singing sound coming from the box under the table.

She was startled, and hastily opened the box. There was a small box inside, and the sound came from inside.

Fang Ruoyu took out her mobile phone, it was vibrating and ringing in her hand with colorful lights flashing.

"Believe you? Still here, never leave, my love is like an angel guarding you?..."⑥

She put the mobile phone close to her ear, listening to the male voice singing a song, she was fascinated for a while and did not answer the phone.

Ji Sichen threw the phone on the bed and jumped on it herself, but she didn't believe Fang Ruoyu didn't answer the life-threatening serial call.

Before the thumb touched the redial button, Fang Ruoyu called.

The moment the bell rang, she shook her hand and didn't hold the phone properly. It hit her face with a "crack" and rolled to her ear again.

She took a few deep breaths and calmed down. Her heartbeat accelerated due to a small change, "Hello, I'm An Zhiyan."

"Hi, I'm Fang Ruoyu."

Neither of them spoke anymore, and neither of them broke the silence first.

Ji Sichen looked at the clock on the wall and silently counted the minutes and seconds. When the hour and minute hands coincided at 12 o'clock, he said, "Fang Ruoyu, happy 17th birthday."

"Thank you," she paused for a few seconds, "this is the best birthday present I ever received?"

The snowflakes that had just stopped falling from the night again, Ji Sichen looked at the sky and couldn't help complaining, "There are no stars."

"Why suddenly? Say this?"

Since the last time he dreamed of An Zhiyan, Ji Sichen has dreamed about it several times one after another. This is by no means a coincidence.

She was afraid, and she wanted Fang Ruoyu to be aware of it.

It would be best if Fang Ruoyu could recognize herself at a glance. It was Ji Sichen and not An Zhiyan.

"It just suddenly occurred to me that my name is Xiao Yu, but you still call me An Zhiyan." She complained to Fang Ruoyu, "How about we give each other a nickname?"

"Xiao Yu... Just... Just... Okay."

"Then? You? Call me Xiao? Chen?" Ji Sichen sat up from the bed and thought for a while, "Because... Xiao? stars."

Hehe, she wouldn't believe such high-sounding words anyway.

There was a chuckle from the phone, and Ji Sichen wanted to defend himself, "Or don't? That's the name."

Ji Sichen blushed and was about to hang up the phone.

The familiar voice passed through the phone along with the electric current, Ji Sichen shrank his neck, feeling a little itchy.

she says.

"Xiao? Yu Xiao? Yu, you will never change your mind. I hope you will have a love that will never change."