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

Chapter 51

Chapter 51, I believe in you

    The system glanced at Su Tong sadly, but was not impressed by what the host just said: "Is that so..."

    Lin Qingyan looked at the playground for a while, and found that Su Tong did not stand up to continue running, but was stepped forward to help people went on.

    So the heroine didn't finish running in the end, which was a complete upturn in the plot. One was tenacious, and the other left in despair.

    Now it seems that it is even more impossible to make the male protagonist look at her with admiration, Lin Qingyan frowned and then let go. She is only responsible for doing tasks, so don't pay too much attention to the others.

    It's just that the players standing by the side looked at Su Tong with resentful eyes. There was no worry about teammates being injured. There was nothing but the frustration of losing the game.

    When I went back to the fencing gym, I met a boy, the villain Cui Fan who gave the heroine a gift before.

    Lin Qingyan looked at him and felt very familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had met him, so he wiped his body and prepared to go there.

    Who would have thought that the other party actually stopped him, the tone and emotion were difficult to distinguish, and it seemed that he had only said it after thinking about it for a long time. "It's going to rain in two days, pay attention to your health."

    This sentence made Lin Qingyan stop again. She was in poor health when she was in the hospital. The slightest change in the climate can lead to illness for several days, and this is what doctors often say.

    "Miss Lin, it's going to rain in two days, pay attention to your body."

    Thinking of this, Lin Qingyan put his eyes back on Cui Fan again, confirming that he did not know him more than once. After estimating the time, Jiang Xian's game should be over. He didn't want to waste too much time here, so he found a reason to lead him out. "Well, Su Tong has fallen. Go out and find her."

    Unexpectedly, the villain who always regarded the heroine as extremely important was indifferent, and even began to explain the relationship between him and Su Tong. "I have difficulties."

    Lin Qingyan was a little impatient, and his tone was a little bit worse. "I don't know you, how can you tell me these ignorant words."

    Cui Fan lowered his head in disappointment, and kept looking at himself before leaving, his eyes filled with inexplicable emotions.

    It was so strange that Lin Qingyan once again confirmed to the system whether he knew this person.

    "Your memory in this world, including the memory of the original body, does not have him. Unless you have him in your original memory, but then you forget it." Host.

    Lin Qingyan raised his brows, "I was originally just in poor health, it's impossible for me to have a bad mind and forget things."

    No matter whether they know each other or not, just pretend they don't know each other. After leaving the front corridor, Lin Qingyan went straight to the fencing hall.

    When they entered, someone had already gone outside, and they were discussing the game and ranking just now.

    Lin Qingyan walked in sideways, and as expected, he saw Jiang Xian sitting in the auditorium. The surroundings were empty, and he was the only one sitting there. Looking at the back is a bit lonely and stubborn.

    Lin Qingyan raised the volume slightly, and called him over there: "Jiang Xian." The

    other party turned his head immediately after hearing the sound, and saw the gloom behind Lin Qingyan swept away. After getting up, he held the sword and said with a smile: "Qingyan, I will give you a medal next Monday."

    Lin Qingyan was brought up by the other party's emotions, and the corners of his mouth also evoked a smile. Today was the first time I felt that Jiang Xian was not a gloomy problem patient, but a teenager.

    This feeling is very interesting, at least Lin Qingyan has been yearning for it.

    After coming out of the gym, Jiang Xian's high emotions gradually subsided. The dark eyes of Gutan had no waves, and the sweat on his forehead after exercising filled him with more fireworks.

    Lin Qingyan always felt that Jiang Xian would think too much, so he seriously explained what happened just now. "I have something to do when I go out during the game, I didn't mean to ignore you."

    Jiang Xian hummed.

    "Didn't you tell me just now, do you have something to tell me?" Lin Qingyan thought about what Jiang Xian said before he came on stage, and then brought the topic to him.

    The smile at the corner of Jiang Xian's mouth faded, and he answered neither light nor heavy: "Well, what do you want to eat."

    "I brought fruit at home, you can eat it with me." Lin Qingyan had no appetite, and was told by Wuzhou every day. The system is also full of gas.

    Jiang Xianlue responded after hesitating. One morning has passed since the Games, and there is still a day and a half left. None of them have any projects to participate in next, so the next meeting should be next Monday.

    After returning to the classroom, Lin Qingyan took the lunch box and took out the fruit inside. The mangoes and strawberries in the fruit plate are cut into cubes, which can be eaten directly with bamboo skewers.

    Handing Jiang Xian a bamboo stick, Lin Qingyan suddenly thought that he had also given the other party a cup of milk tea before, but the other party didn't seem to drink it, but just kept it by the table and didn't touch it.

    Jiang Xian took the bamboo stick awkwardly, his expression seemed to be preparing and suppressing something. It took a long time to say a word: "I'm not used to eating other people's food."

    Lin Qingyan didn't say anything, just listened quietly.

    "It's alright, I believe what you gave me at Qingyan." Jiang Xian ate a piece of mango, but he didn't feel delicious in the mouth, but he was more and more struggling and panic.

    This kind of psychological suppression can never be overcome, Jiang Xian glanced at Lin Qingyan, and then ate another piece. I don't know if the psychological impact is too serious, and the stomach becomes more and more uncomfortable.

    Lin Qingyan held his hand and frowned at his pale face. "Don't eat it."