The male supporting role he pretends to be fierce [Transmigration Book]

The sky in autumn is very blue, the sun at noon is not too dazzling, and it will feel a little cold when the wind blows.

Jiang Yi stood in the corridor until class was about to end. Through the window, he saw Zhang Yingjun in front of the classroom getting more and more excited as he talked. The boy at the back of the row in the innermost row of the classroom was sleeping very peacefully. Zhang Yingjun went blind for the whole class. Similarly, they can clearly see every move of other students in the class, but they selectively ignore Shao Yang who is sleeping.

It seems that grades are the bargaining chip in school, as long as you can get a high score in the exam, no one will care if you sleep to death.

Jiang Yi stood at the back of the corridor, with Marco Po's seat across a glass window.

During the whole class, Marco Po was secretly winking at Jiang Yi. Two minutes before get out of class ended, Marco Po threw a meal card and a small note through the window.

The small note reads: Zhang Yingjun looks like he is going to procrastinate the class. Brother Jiang, you rush to the cafeteria when the bell rings after class. Remember to help me to take a seat. Today, I have sweet and sour pork ribs on Friday. Help me to make a copy. This great kindness, my brother, must be kept in mind.

Jiang Yi felt that he had to eat as soon as he ate, so there was no need to rush to the cafeteria.

The moment the get out of class bell rang, Jiang Yi understood the meaning of the note.

As soon as the bell rang, as if giving orders, all the students in the school rushed towards the cafeteria with all their strength, and the corridor where Jiang Yi stood was quickly overwhelmed by the flow of people rushing to the cafeteria. Jiang Yi moved forward passively and had to follow the crowd down After going upstairs, he followed Daliu to the direction of the cafeteria.

There is a playground between the cafeteria and the teaching building. More than 2000 students from the whole school crossed the playground and rushed to the cafeteria together. The scene was not to mention spectacular.

Jiang Yi ran to the cafeteria with a dazed expression, lined up in the queue with a dazed face, followed the students in front of him to swipe his meal card, and sat down with two meals with sweet and sour pork ribs. .After eating two mouthfuls, the students of Class [-], Grade [-] also rushed to the cafeteria one after another.

Jiang Yichong, who was standing at the entrance of the cafeteria looking around, waved to Marcopo. Marcopo searched for Jiang Yi's figure, his eyes lit up, and he ran to the seat opposite Jiang Yi and sat down.

Marco Po picked up his chopsticks, stuffed a piece of pork ribs into his mouth, and squinted his eyes happily: "Brother Jiang, you are my real big brother, thank you big brother, thank God, sweet and sour pork ribs are delicious, I will treat you to a fat house at noon Happy water."

Jiang Yi: "Is it so delicious?"

Marcopo said that he swallowed the meat in his mouth, and said: "The last class on Friday morning is Zhang Yingjun's class. Zhang Yingjun is very fond of dragging the class. This is the first time I have eaten sweet and sour pork ribs since I was a sophomore. If it wasn't for Brother Jiang If you come to class today, I may not have to eat."

Jiang Yi sneered: "I can't even stuff your mouth with food."

Marcopo chuckled: "The mulberry elm that was lost in the east corner, Brother Jiang, you see, although you were fined to go to the corridor, we ate sweet and sour pork ribs today."

Jiang Yi also tasted a piece of pork ribs, and it tasted really good.

Shao Yang heard Xia Xiaolu say that he had sweet and sour pork ribs for lunch during class break, so he wasn't very interested at first, but he just woke up when the bell rang for the end of class, and saw the figure standing in the corridor washed away with the crowd, just as his friend Lu Shengjing said he was too lazy When I went out to eat, I changed my mind and came to the cafeteria.

As soon as I entered the cafeteria, I saw a pineapple head in a large area of ​​blackness. That pineapple head was particularly conspicuous.

Shao Yang randomly ordered a meal and went straight to Jiang Yi's table.

Jiang Yi was halfway through eating, when he felt someone approaching him, he turned his head and met Shao Yang's sly eyes.

Jiang Yi was baffled, remembering what happened in the morning, he didn't bother to talk to Shao Yang, so he raised his head and said to Marcopo who was so nervous that he was in a daze, "Hurry up and eat."

Marco Po swallowed his saliva, and with the remaining courage, he exchanged a glance with Tang Shengjing, who was a little friendly, before he crazily picked up the meal.

There are four people at a table, the atmosphere is very strange, the surrounding air is so cold that ice shards drop, no one dares to speak, and the students in the surrounding circle only dare to whisper.

Shao Yang picked up two green beans and threw them into his mouth. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the varied dishes on Jiang Yi's plate, and compared them with the green on his own plate. He picked up a piece of pork ribs from Jiang Yi's plate and bit them. Go down, smack your lips after eating a satisfactory taste.

Jiang Yi looked sideways: "?"

Shao Yang: "Teacher Zhang said let us love each other."

"Go to you..." Damn love each other.

Jiang Yi didn't scold, he thought of how he, as a supporting role in the novel, would end up in despair after messing with the protagonist, so he endured it.

Jiang Yi kicked Marco Po's calf: "Have you finished eating?"

"Not yet, Brother Jiang, wait for me—" Ma Kebo felt a chill down his spine before he finished speaking, and immediately changed his words, "It's over! Brother Jiang, let's go."

Jiang Yi and Ma Kebo stood up at the same time, and before leaving, poured all the remaining sweet and sour pork ribs into Shao Yang's plate: "It's delicious, eat more."

After speaking, he and Marco Po took the plate and poured out the leftovers.

Tang Shengjing watched two heads, one yellow and one black, leave their field of vision, and said to Shao Yang, "What's the matter with you and Jiang Yi, like in English class, you still go to provoke him after dinner, you didn't play physical education

enough? "

Shao Yang: "I just want to eat some ribs."

"Is it delicious? I'll try it." Tang Shengjing was also greedy, and stretched out his chopsticks to pick up a piece, but he was hit by Shao Yang's chopsticks on the way.

Tang Shengjing said angrily, "Whoever sees it has a share!"

Shao Yang: "He only gave it to me."

"..." Tang Shengjing said in surprise, "Since when have you been so childish?"

"I'm happy to have something to eat."

The barber shop recommended by Marco Po was really cheap. It cost five yuan for washing, cutting and blowing. The man who operated the barber shop was an old man in his 60s, the manager of the barber shop.

The store manager is very young in mind, seeing Jiang Yi's yellow hair that exploded, he joked: "Young man, this is Yitian Tulongji just finished."

"Young and ignorant," Jiang Yi smiled, "It's actually quite unique."

"It's really unique."

The store manager asked, "What kind of hairstyle do you want?"

Jiang Yi took a look in the mirror and said calmly, "Cut off the chic part."

The store manager was taken aback, and gestured with his fingers: "Your black hair is at most one centimeter long. If you cut off all the yellow hair, you will have a crew cut."

Jiang Yi resolutely said: "Cut it."

The store manager: "Young people are so overwhelmed, and a crew cut is not good-looking."

"Is it more important to look good or to learn?" Jiang Yi asked rhetorically.

"Got it."

Marcobo came back from buying snacks and saw Jiang Yi. At first, he didn't dare to recognize him. After a long time, he admired: "I didn't say that, Brother Jiang, you are so handsome, you are a real man!"

"The boy's rainbow fart shot was good," said the store manager, "but it's much more energetic after cutting it."

Jiang Yi didn't understand, and asked Marcopo in a low voice: "What is Rainbow Fart?"

Marcobo cleared his throat: "Fat House Online will answer for you. Rainbow Fart is a nickname for flattery, but what I say is the truth. Brother Jiang, you are so handsome!"

Jiang Yi secretly praised "Scholars are different", and turned his head to thank the store manager.

The store manager waved his hand: "Just for your study, you can wash your hair for free next time, classmate!"

"Then thank you manager."

On the way back, Marcobo was still bragging: "Brother Jiang, you can see that the introduction I introduced to you is reliable. You shaved such a handsome hairstyle for you, and there are also promotions."

Jiang Yi nodded and said: "It's not bad." At least the yellow hair was lost, and he looked very satisfied.

The two returned to the classroom through the back door.

There is still one hour of lunch break except for eating. The first half hour is time for math class practice, and the second half hour is all lying on the table to sleep.

When the two returned to their seats, half of the math practice time had passed, and the students in the class were all concentrating on writing calculations.

The students in the top class were very devoted to the topic. Their impression of Jiang Yi's appearance was still on the dazzling yellow hair, so almost no one noticed that one of the two black-headed students who came back from the back door of the classroom was Jiang Yi.

Jiang Yi's seat is at the back of the classroom, close to the wall on the other side of the corridor, and next to his seat is only the last seat on the wall opposite the classroom - Shao Yang's seat.

Shao Yang was sleeping.

So Jiang Yi quietly sat back in his seat without letting anyone find out.

If English is an alien language and physics is a bible, then mathematics is an unsolved mystery.

There were a total of ten questions in the math practice handout, seven fill-in-the-blanks and three major questions, none of which Jiang Yi understood.If he had a choice, he could still be fooled symbolically. How could he be fooled by filling in the blanks and big questions.

But both he and Marco Po came back after being late for a long time. He couldn't do it and Marco Po might not be able to do a few questions. With Marco Po at the bottom with him, he didn't panic.

Jiang Yi thought that he couldn't do it anyway, so he might as well clean up the table.

So when the whole class was working hard on the questions, Jiang Yi cleared out all the rubbish on the desk, wiped it carefully inside and out with a napkin, and then sorted the books and papers piled up on the desk into order When he got to the table hole, he pushed all those irrelevant waste books to the bottom of the teaching materials and test papers, and it seemed that he would never take them out to look at them again.

The things on the table were almost sorted out, and Jiang Yi finally turned to Shao Yang's full-score English paper.

At the other end of the classroom, Shao Yang lay on the table and slept soundly.

Jiang Yi remembered that he only ate two pieces of sweet and sour pork ribs at noon, and wished he could rub this test paper and throw it away with the garbage.But seeing the bright red "120", Jiang Yi casually stuffed the paper back into the table hole.

Jiang Yi finished tidying up all his territory, and the math class was just over.

Jiang Yi was surprised to find that Marco Po's math exercise was finished, all the fill-in-the-blank questions were filled in, and even the three major questions were fully written, and the answers were decent.

Jiang Yi asked curiously: "Do you know all these questions?"

Marcopo nodded: "Mathematics is not difficult to practice, and you can do it quickly."

"..."

Marcopo happened to see Jiang Yi's almost blank math lesson, and realized that he had said something wrong, scratched his head and said, "Brother Jiang, do you want to copy it?"

Jiang Yi didn't say he wanted to copy, but instead asked, "Are you good at math?"

"It's okay, my younger brother is not talented, and he was the second in the grade last time." Marco Bolson paused, and said, "Shao Yang is the first."

"..."

Marcopo asked again: "Brother Jiang, do you want to copy?"

"No need." He is not worthy.