(MTL)Take the female supporting script at the Shura Field

Chapter 32

Chapter 32, Wagging the tail and begging for mercy

    After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Xian tried his best to calm his breath after listening to the sound of the paused record upstairs and pushed the door open.

    At that time, the first dance time had ended, and there were unexpectedly few people on the dance floor, only two boys in suits and fearful faces were standing on the stage.

    Facing the microphone, he said tremblingly, "Dance for everyone." The

    audience was quiet, and even the lights seemed to be shining over there. Dance the whole dance wrong.

    At the end of the end, they started to whisper, and they all wondered why the two boys had already admitted defeat and went up to dance.

    Glancing at the boys who were talking in front of him, the other party's three words were always suppressed by Lin Qingyan's forces.

    Jiang Xian kicked the opponent's bench, his eyes dark and cold: "Take care of yourself."

    After speaking, he looked for Lin Qingyan's figure, and saw her at the table on one side, but there was a boy beside her.

    He looks tall and has weird hair color. Jiang Xian felt a strange feeling in his heart and was pressed down again.

    It is estimated that it is Lin Qingyan's friend, his name is... Zhou Mai?

    Jiang Xian not only has a bad appetite now, but also has a bad memory. He only vaguely heard Lin Qingyan mention a few words.

    Glancing at the blacked-out phone screen, Jiang Xian didn't pass until Jiang Xian confirmed that his complexion had almost recovered.

    Sitting next to Lin Qingyan, his face was as usual, but his clenched hands betrayed his thoughts. Jiang Xian muttered: "I have something to do just now, I'm sorry to keep you waiting."

    Wu Zhou looked at Jiang Xian sitting opposite with a complicated expression, "Who told you she was waiting for you?"

    Lin Qingyan pursed her lips, "Well... This is my same table." The implication was that they all sat together, and it wasn't a big deal to wait.

    Then the two looked at each other, both drank drinks and could not speak.

    Jiang Xian is a proper boring gourd, no matter how much he thinks in his heart, he will not say it, but he is more entangled in his mind, and he needs to take more medicine.

    Wuzhou was a lot more direct in comparison, and squinted his eyes provocatively: "You can't sit at the same table, why don't you sit in another place?"

    Jiang Xianmeng looked at Wuzhou as if he was angry. , said nothing.

    Wu Zhou was called away by their classmates before he could speak.

    "Brother Zhou, come here." Several people waved in the distance.

    Jiang Xian gave him a displeased look, and wrote on his face that he disliked them.

    Wu Zhou didn't see it, so he got up and left, and gave Lin Qingyan the jewelry box before leaving. "This box is custom-made, keep it."

    Without the explosive barrels, the atmosphere here is ridiculously dull. Lin Qingyan tentatively asked what he was doing just now.

    Jiang Xian changed the subject unnaturally, "It's alright, that's it"

    "What's that?"

    Jiang Xian swallowed what he said, but shook his head vaguely.