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

Chapter 50

Chapter 50, Qing Banquet, I want to tell you...

    The system who came back from the headquarters looked at Lin Qingyan bitterly, "Although we said that our favorability level has been cleared, but... this harmony level is very low."

    -10, really low, still far from 60.

    Rubbing the bracelet with his fingertips, Lin Qingyan was a little exhausted, rubbing his eyebrows to see the -10 harmony. After a long time, he asked, "Can you see what constitutes this harmony."

    After the system was opened, it was found that the proportion was roughly divided into three parts. They are the degree of favorability, the friendliness of the three, and the degree of blessing to you.

    After listening to the latter two, Lin Qingyan felt that it was impossible to complete the three of them.

    "Otherwise, let's continue to brush up on our favorability..." The system stopped him before he finished speaking.

    "Host, this is negatively correlated. The higher the favorability, the lower the harmony. What we should do is to brush the last two..."

    Lin Qingyan was at a loss for words as his lips pursed. If I remember correctly, Wuzhou had just quarreled with himself because of unknown vinegar. Jiang Xian's mental state was not good, and Shen Mi was accustomed to burying his thoughts and staying away from them silently.

    No matter how she buffs her friendliness and blessings, she can't invite the three of them out to play mahjong together.

    The system silently put on the electricity for a while and said cheers, "I feel that the -10 harmony degree may be because Wuzhou has too much hatred for Shen Mi."

    "So, host, do you want to try and explain it to him? "I don't want to. "

    Lin Qingyan supported Yi with one hand and looked out of the window: "I don't want to."

    Friday was the first sports meeting they had just come to participate in. Except for a few more physically demanding sports, almost all of them were fully booked.

    On the playground, the teacher brought the equipment to be used, and each class sat down according to the previously divided position. The teacher and class clerk were busy keeping the students in order, and found two more people to write the manuscript.

    "Remember to bring your number plate to the competition, and when the broadcast reports your number, go to the venue to line up." The old class kept talking at the front, for fear that they would not remember.

    Lin Qingyan glanced at Jiang Xian next to him, and the other party's sports event was chosen for him by himself. "Do you know what project I chose for you?"

    Jiang Xian nodded, and asked inadvertently, "How do you know what I like."

    "Listen to what others have said, as long as you like it." Lin Qingyan's mouth curled into a small smile Looking at him, I always felt that the brilliance in the eyes of the other party was different when he was holding the fencing uniform.

    The depressed and gloomy feeling all over his body disappeared, and what filled him was the high spirits and self-confidence that belonged to a teenager of this age.

    "Jiang Xian, you're fine like this."

    Jiang Xian looked at Lin Qingyan in surprise, wondering why the other party said this, but he also looked at her with a smile. "Qingyan, if you like it, come to the hall to watch my game."