MTL - To Save the Female Supporting Role As My Duty-Chapter 272v2 Cannon fodder female supporting role to save urban culture (10)

Song Lingshu feels that she has been a bit of a villain recently, and she always bumps into other people's gossip intentionally or unintentionally. First, she sees young couples kissing on the rooftop, and then she sees Xiaopang confessing to Xie Zhi.

"Oh my god! Ling Yi, come out and watch the excitement!" Song Lingshu just finished shouting when Xiaopang covered his mouth.

"Shhhhhhh, save me some face! It's embarrassing to be rejected!" Fatty begged.

"Ah? You were rejected?" Song Lingshu was taken aback, looked at him curiously, then looked at Xie Zhi, blinked, and said nothing.

Xiaopang returned to the room in embarrassment, Song Lingshu moved to Xie Zhi's side step by step, tilted his head and asked, "Don't you like Xiaopang?"

"I like it, but not that kind of liking." Xie Zhi said.

"Oh..." Song Lingshu pretended to nod deeply, then turned to Ling Yi and muttered, "Usually they go to and from school together and have a good relationship. I thought Xie Zhi also liked Xiaopang, but I didn't expect her to say that she didn't like that kind of person." , what kind of liking do you need?"

"I don't know." Ling Yi said indifferently.

"Hey, love is really confusing."

Song Lingshu touched his head like a philosopher, and found that he couldn't figure it out, so he simply stopped thinking about it, and lived his life heartlessly, without noticing the slightest changes around him—

Xie Zhi became more fond of studying than before, and Xiaopang became more reserved.

And Ling Yi, always staring at her silently when she was not paying attention.

Maybe Ling Yi is thinking about this question - what kind of love do you want?

But the answer, just like her life experience and the knowledge in her mind, is always vague.

After entering the third year of junior high school, the teachers gave more verbal encouragement, always saying that this is the first opportunity to change their future, a year of hard work and half a life of happiness.

Although many people still don't understand the meaning of hard work, they have become serious in the tense atmosphere.

Ling Yi seldom goes to Internet cafes anymore, because she was arrested by Song Lingshu and tutored her.

Xie Zhi also joined in, wanting to discuss study issues with Ling Yi, and Xiaopang was also forced to study in this atmosphere.

The dean was very pleased to see them immersed in their studies, and threatened, "If all four of you are admitted to No. 1 Middle School in the city, I will reward you for traveling."

"Really?!" Song Lingshu said happily.

"Well, really. Especially you and Xiaopang, we need to work harder." The dean encouraged.

"No problem, don't worry, we will definitely pass the exam!" Song Lingshu slapped Xiaopang's body, almost missing his kidney, "Did you hear that, you have to work hard, you are the only one with the least hope here , don’t hold us back.”

"Obviously we are the hind legs of neck and neck!" Xiaopang refused to accept.

In any case, the verbal promise of the dean is still very tempting. People who usually have almost no pocket money, if they can travel outside, it will be a great joy!

For this reason, she also specially drafted a letter of commitment, and went to ask the dean to sign it, so that the old man would not be too forgetful and forget her promise next year.

Ling Yi and Xie Zhi looked at her helplessly as she pasted the letter of commitment on the door of the dormitory.

In the past two years, Song Lingshu's stature has also grown a little bit. Although she is still short of Ling Yi, she is already one of the best in the girl team, so the seat is automatically adjusted back a little. After her constant coquettish requests and Under the condition of not disturbing Ling Yi's study, the teacher finally agreed to let the two of them sit at the same table.

"Hey, my tablemate is good, I will entrust you with my study." Song Lingshu smiled and stretched out his hand.

Ling Yi raised his hand and patted it, then put a stack of notes on her desk: "Let's read these first."

"Teacher!" Song Lingshu raised her hand, "I regret it, I want to move back!"

Class teacher: "No way!"

"Wooooow."

As time went by, Song Lingshu gradually calmed down and began to study hard, not only to get the reward of traveling, but also to go to the same high school with Ling Yi and Xie Zhi.

They grew up together and were almost inseparable. Wouldn't it be a shame if they separated because of grades?

But the rules are like this, if she doesn't catch up with them, she will gradually face separation.

She thinks she is a brave person, but this does not mean that she can face the loneliness bravely. She is still so young. In her imagination, the four of them will go to high school together, even if they can't go to a university, they will have to In a city, whether it is marriage and childbirth or promotion and salary increase, we must participate together, and finally come back here together to retire.

For this goal, she really showed great energy and asked Ling Yi questions after class.

The classmates are protesting, she has taken over Ling Yi by herself!

In the end, the class monitor discussed with Song Lingshu, set aside time for exercises between classes, and asked Ling Yi to answer questions for other students. The rest of the time was Song Lingshu's. Song Lingshu agreed for the sake of our three-year friendship.

Ling Yi: "..." No one asked me for my opinion on co-authoring?

It was tiring to study day and night. In a Chinese class, Song Lingshu finally fell asleep while the teacher was reading poems.

Ling Yi paused his pen tip, turned his head to look at her sleeping face, the sunlight gradually shifted to her face, moved from the forehead to the peak of the eyebrows, and would soon shine on the eyes.

Ling Yi lifted the book to block the light for her, took the notebook on her desk with his right hand, and took notes on it.

The teacher noticed the movement here and shouted: "That Song Ling—"

Ling Yi put his finger to his mouth, made a gesture to silence the teacher, and said softly: "She wrote her homework too late last night, I will explain today's content to her after class."

The teacher nodded and continued the lecture.

"..." The students were so jealous, why isn't this kind of fairy deskmate my own? !

Ling Yi was at the same table before: "..." Forget it, she has never treated me like this before!

The winter nights get dark early, and the food gets cold quickly. Song Lingshu fell in love with instant noodles. She would go to make bucket noodles as soon as class was over in the afternoon. After eating quickly, she could go back to the classroom. Her hands were so cold that she pressed her thighs and shivered. legs to read.

For a week like this, Ling Yi couldn't stand it anymore, and dragged her to the cafeteria to eat. After eating, Song Lingshu ran back non-stop, racing against time to endorse.

No way, as the teachers said, one point can overwhelm a thousand people!

Ling Yi was the last one to enter the classroom, and the students had already started to memorize books in a low voice. She walked to the seat in the last row, put the hot water bottle in her hand on Song Lingshu's desk, and picked up the book to read.

"Did you go fetch water?" Song Lingshu held the hot water bottle, the hot water inside was still very hot.

The line for fetching water was very long, which wasted time, so many people chose to carry it hard, waiting for the classroom to warm up.

"Um."

"Thank you!" Song Lingshu stretched out her arms to hug her, rubbed her cheek against her cheek, and then started reading with the hot water bottle in her arms. A moment later, she suddenly grabbed Ling Yi's back, put them on the hot water bottle together, and said with a smile, " Let's stay warm together."

Ling Yi lowered his eyes, staring at the hands of the two, distracted.

She turned her head to open the window, and the cold wind came in, blowing on her face, and she became much more awake. At this moment, Song Lingshu sneezed suddenly, she closed the window again, and turned her head to ask, "Cold?"

"No way, Sneeze!"

Song Lingshu sneezed during the evening self-study, and after class, Ling Yi took her to the infirmary, where the doctor gave her a bottle of intravenous drip.

"Is it so serious? Why do I feel that nothing is wrong?" Song Lingshu muttered.

"Okay, listen to the doctor." Ling Yi said.

"Oh." Song Lingshu was obedient, and soon became sleepy, leaning on Ling Yi's shoulder and falling asleep.

Hearing the sound of the cold wind beating against the window outside, Ling Yi turned his head, raised his chin slightly, and stared at the regular infusion bottle, as if he was looking for some common ground, which was similar to the beating of the heart, calm and regular.

Suddenly, the bottle shook and the infusion speed increased.

Song Lingshu woke up and was rubbing his eyes.

"Don't move." Ling Yi pressed her hand.

"Oh, I forgot I was still on a drip."

After finishing the drip, it was almost time for self-study in the evening, so Ling Yi simply told the head teacher to take Song Lingshu home to rest in advance.

On the way back, Song Lingshu yawned, was so sleepy that he could fall asleep standing up, and muttered, "I don't want to leave..."

Ling Yi glanced at her, then squatted down in front of her.

Song Lingshu smiled knowingly, lying on her back happily, smelling the familiar smell on her body, and was very satisfied: "Ling Yi, what would I do without you."

Ling Yi turned her head and looked at the shadow on the road. There were clearly two people, but the shadow merged into one. She said, "Then you should take the exam hard and get into No. 1 Middle School of the city."

"I'm working hard!" Song Lingshu puffed up her cheeks, "If it wasn't for the same school as you, I wouldn't want to be so tired.'

Ling Yi smiled slightly: "When you reach high school, you may not be in the same class."

"At that time, it seems that there will be a liberal arts class. I will choose the same class as you, so the probability of being in the same class will be half as high. Even if you are not in the same class, you have to go to the cafeteria to eat together, you know?"

"Um."

"You can't just ignore me if you have a new friend."

"It's easier for you to make friends." Ling Yi laughed.

"But I will never forget you. You are always my most important friend, and no one can replace you." Song Lingshu said.

"really?"

"Really, I'm a puppy to lie to you!"

Ling Yi laughed out loud.

"No. 1 middle school...It's very beautiful when I think about it, and I'm already looking forward to our high school life." Song Lingshu couldn't help but talk about the next three years, saying that it will be the most important three years, and it will be very hard, but as long as Thinking of having Ling Yi as company, it shouldn't be so hard.

For this goal, she really studied desperately. The teacher and classmates were surprised by her change, thinking that she was a scumbag who turned around. Only Ling Yi knew that the goal this guy posted on the bedside of the dormitory was—to go to school together One! !

After the new year, the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, but the countdown has also begun.

"The flowers in the courtyard are all blooming, I don't have time to appreciate them this year." Song Lingshu

Sitting by the window, after complaining to Ling Yi, he buried himself in the questions again.

Ling Yi was thoughtful, and when he went out in the morning, he took a special look at the crabapple flowers in the yard, and then secretly picked a large handful.

Song Lingshu: "!!"

Song Lingshu: "Be careful the dean catches you, you flower picker!"

"If you don't tell him, he won't know."

"Of course I won't say it!" Song Lingshu chuckled, "Give me one."

Ling Yi took the flowers to school, raised them in a mineral water bottle, and put them on the table. Song Lingshu could see the beautiful flowers when he looked up.

Not only that, Ling Yi also made some dried flowers and specimens one after another, and hid them in Song Lingshu's textbooks and notebooks, so that every time Song Lingshu flipped through the books, he would find surprises, and even study became fragrant.

In midsummer and June, when they walked into the examination room, Song Lingshu was a little nervous, and dragged Ling Yi to the toilet: "What if I don't perform well?"

"It's okay, at worst, I won't travel."

"But I can't be in the same school with you anymore?"

"It's okay, I can go to your school."

"...You don't joke about your future!" Song Lingshu walked to the door of his examination room arrogantly, turned around and shook his fist at Ling Yi, "Don't worry, I will definitely pass the entrance examination!"

"Um."

"No, I seem to be a little nervous." Song Lingshu shook his legs, and they hung limply on her body, "Why do people have to take exams while they're alive?!"

"There is still time now, should I buy you a diaper so that you don't pee your pants in the exam room?" Ling Yi suggested seriously.

. " Song Lingshu pushed her away expressionlessly, "Farewell, I'm going in!"