Ah! Running into the book I wrote to chase the evil female supporting role

[Is it fate, love, innocence, or an accident?

There are tears, guilt, dedication, and patience...]

Liu Muye's beautiful singing soon attracted students from other classes. The circle on the playground became larger and larger, but no one made a sound - if it was too noisy, the singing would not be heard clearly.

Everyone sat on the lawn and listened quietly to Liu Muye singing.

Han Juyou picked up her phone, turned on the built-in flashlight function, and swung her arms to the rhythm of Liu Muye's music. Others also imitated Han Juyou's actions, taking out their phones and turning on the rear lights.

When Liu Muye opened his eyes after singing "Lover" with all his concentration, his eyes suddenly became moist when he saw this scene.

During his four years of college life at Sunan University, he lived like a transparent person who served as a background for the protagonist. At this moment, he was enjoying the treatment of the protagonist in his own book.

A complex emotion surged in his heart. He couldn't tell whether it was moved or sad. Looking at Han Juyou again, he suddenly felt a little lucky. Fortunately, Han Juyou's trouble made him brave for once.

Han Juyou held up her mobile phone and smiled implicitly at him. Under the light of the mobile phone, her face was as white as mutton-fat white jade, and her smile became brighter, brighter and more touching.

There are no stars tonight, because the stars are all on the ground. Looking down from a high altitude, the flashlights of mobile phones on the playground are like little stars, shining brightly.

The autumn air is crisp, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse. The night of military training is like the opening remarks of youthful daily life on the university campus, leaving an indelible and profound mark on the campus in midsummer.

…

"What class is the boy who sang just now from?"

"I guess you're from the Finance Class 1, right?"

"He sings beautifully."

"He is tall and has long legs, and he is also handsome."

"I just feel a little unconfident. I close my eyes and lower my head when I sing."

"If Master Nangong is not here, then I would like to call him the 'freshman school boy'!"

"There are rumors that he is the son of the school director. Silia College belongs to their family. His family should be as powerful as the Nangong family, right?"

"So, don't we have two top rich young men in this freshman class?"

"Hey, I heard that he and Master Nangong live in the same dormitory. They seem to be friends."

"Sisters, Master Nangong belongs to you. Don't compete with me for this little brother who sings beautifully."

"Don't look at it. The handsome guy just left with Master Nangong, and they are accompanied by two girls. There is no chance for you..."

"..."

After Liu Muye finished singing and left, there were only discussions related to him on the playground. Tonight's military training singing session has become his "personal debut" when he first entered Siya Academy.

Nangong Ye looked him over and said, "I didn't expect you to be so good at singing?"

Liu Muye smiled sheepishly: "I like this song quite a lot. I listen to it all the time. I know how to sing it a little, but I would be embarrassed if I played other songs."

Shangguan Yurou, who was next to Nangong Ye, said: "I also like the song "Lover" very much. If I was the one who sang it just now, I would definitely choose this song too."

"Uh, yeah."

Liu Muye smiled bitterly and said to himself, "You should have been the one to sing this song on stage tonight!"

"Why aren't you happy?" Han Juyou caught Liu Muye's wry smile and thought he was unhappy, "You have to thank me tonight. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have had the chance to be in the limelight."

"Thank you, you big-headed guy." Liu Muye rolled his eyes at her, "Tell me the truth, did you trip me when I just stood up?"

Han Juyou looked at Liu Muye with a blank expression, blinked and said, "What are you talking about?"

Such superb acting skills, if Liu Muye hadn't known about her virtue, he would have been deceived by her.

"Just pretend, who can pretend better than you?" Liu Muye crossed his arms and looked at her and said, "I didn't cause any embarrassment when I sang. Didn't you feel disappointed?"

"Why should I be so disappointed?" Han Juyou looked at Liu Muye, frowned and said, "You're doing pretty well. It's too late for me to be happy for you."

Listening to Han Juyou, Liu Muye was a little confused, and he muttered in his heart:

Didn't Han Juyou want to see my joke?

Then why did she deliberately encourage me to perform?

It can't be because...she knows the secret hidden in my heart, right?

Liu Muye was puzzled, but the corners of Han Tangyou's mouth rose calmly.

In fact, Liu Muye's guess was correct. Han Juyou saw that he wanted to sing, but was too embarrassed to take the initiative due to face.

Why is Han Juyou so aware of Liu Muye’s thoughts?

Because she is such a person too.

She had also imagined with great longing that she would show her best side in front of everyone, and the spotlight would be firmly focused on her, and she would become the center of attention.

Therefore, she could read the desire in his eyes.

Han Juyou thinks Liu Muye is quite strange. Like Nangong Ye, he is also the eldest son of a wealthy family, but he has an inferiority complex hidden in his heart. Although he is very handsome, he insists on walking with his head down, even though he knows how to do it. Singing, but too embarrassed to perform on stage.

If I had his conditions, I don't know how confident I would be. Why is he feeling inferior?

Han Juyou thought so in her heart.

…

[I used to think that you can be confident if you have money, but later I realized that people who have lived with low self-esteem since childhood will only see their shortcomings and magnify them, thus forgetting their own advantages. ——Liu Muye’s notes]

…

Fourteen days of military training, with the first seven days of sick leave and the last two days of rain, the actual military training for Liu Muye and the four of them was less than five days.

On Friday afternoon, the sky finally cleared up after two days of rain.

There was a fresh breath in the air after the rain, and the low-temperature sunshine gently fell on the playground track. After all the colleges had finished their formation, the school principal took the stage in person to deliver a speech at the closing ceremony of the military training.

While the principal was speaking, the instructors quietly got on the bus and left. After the principal finished speaking, the instructors had already boarded the expressway.

Whenever this happens, you can always see a few female students crying and saying that they are reluctant to leave the instructor and want to find the instructor to come back.

Liu Muye had already seen it once when he was a freshman at Jiangsu University, and today he saw it again at Silia College. He was speechless.

Standing aside, Han Juyou said faintly: "I like the squad leader in elementary school, the gangster in junior high school, the sports students in high school, the instructor in military training, the counselor in college, the coach in driving, the boss at work, the waiter when eating, and the hairdresser. Barbers and Teddy are not as innocent as they are, they are a bunch of lunatics.”

"What a scold!" Liu Muye gave Han Juyou a thumbs up.

After going through the book for so long, Han Juyou finally said something Liu Muye liked to hear.

"Um?"

Han Juyou looked at Liu Muye's thumb and was stunned for a moment, then looked at each other and smiled.

…

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