MTL - The Female Supporting Role is Super Strong But Took the Love Brain Script-Chapter 90

Lin Shan finally returned to the gym, with a face like being owed 8 million.

The lecture in the gymnasium has ended, and students came out of the gate one after another. She now patted off the dust on her hands, and made sure that she was neatly dressed before going in again.

The students on the stage and the students from the temporary school were surrounded, and there were many girls standing on the stage looking in the direction of the backstage, headed by the third class girl who asked Song Xicun just now.

"Senior sister." The girl approached a small senior and asked politely, "Where is Senior Song Xicun?"

Senior Sister looked her up and down before saying, "He left beforehand."

The expression of the girl in class three suddenly collapsed, "Ah? Didn't he say that he could add his contact information after the end..."

The other girls around who secretly listened to the conversation between the two also showed disappointment. In fact, after adding Song Xicun, they might not dare to take the initiative to talk to him, but they just hoped that he would appear on their list.

The girls in Class 3 were extremely unhappy, but the handsome male college student next to them couldn't stand it any longer, so she took out her cell phone.

"School girl, you can add my WeChat, and you can ask me if you have any academic questions."

"Okay then." The girl originally wanted to leave directly, but she felt that her behavior was very licking. When a senior came out to help her down the steps, she naturally took out her mobile phone and added WeChat.

But after adding it, she didn't even bother to read the name of the senior, so she let his WeChat account go to the list for ashes.

The third class girl turned around to leave after adding the senior's WeChat. Who knew that she happened to bump into Lin Shan, who was coming back, and both of their bodies were slanted.

Lin Shan's beautiful eyes flashed with displeasure, and when she saw the face of the girl who bumped into her, she said lightly, "I'm sorry."

Some people just don't get along, especially two girls who are interested in the same guy.

The third class girl replied calmly that it was okay, and then wanted to leave. Just as she turned to the side, Lin Shan's voice rang in her ears again.

"Are you looking for Song Xicun? I just saw him and a girl walking towards the teaching building." Her voice was restrained. If it wasn't for someone who knew her well, she wouldn't be able to hear the forbearance in her tone.

As soon as he heard Song Xicun's name, the faces of the girls in class 3 brightened visibly.

It's just that the amount of information in Lin Shan's sentence is too large. What does it mean to go to the teaching building with a girl? Isn't Song Xicun officially certified not to contact girls?

"Sister Lin, can you tell me more specifically?" The third class girl stopped and approached Lin Shan with a smile: "Which teaching building did Senior Song go to, is it too late to find him now?"

Seeing the eager look in the girl's eyes, Lin Shan sneered in her heart, but her face was still gentle and generous, "I'm not sure about this either, you can go and see for yourself."

As soon as the words fell, the third class girl turned around and ran away without even saying thank you.

When her back disappeared at the entrance of the gymnasium, Lin Shan took back the coldness in her eyes.

As a girl, she can best understand the jealousy of her rival when she meets her. What she cannot do as an adult is irrational, but these underage girls who have not yet fully matured can do.

She didn't know if the girl could find Song Xicun, or if she would do anything after seeing Shen Yiling, but as long as there was a way to force Shen Yiling back, she wouldn't mind trying.

Naturally, it was impossible for a girl to talk to her again because Lin Shan had given her face, but a boy in the same school asked her a question to avoid embarrassment.

"I haven't asked the professor for a leave yet. How should I ask, do I still ask?"

Anyone with brains knows that she was chasing Song Xicun just now, but when she came back, she said that Song Xicun followed other girls, which shows that it was not easy to hit a wall.

But no one exposed her, so she didn't feel embarrassed: "No more."

After she spoke concisely, she opened her QR code when a few blushing young boys came over to ask for WeChat.

Those boys were about to go to WeChat and turned back three steps, probably because they had regained their confidence from the youthful youth, and Lin Shan's face finally looked good.

It's just that in a place she couldn't see, the girl who had been embarrassed by her pouted speechlessly.

"Shengsheng, slow down and run!" The third class girl walked fast, her friend was tired and panting behind her, and was out of breath when she finally caught up with her.

"You don't even know where Song Xi exists, and which teaching building." The friend crossed his hips and hunched his back, his face flushed, "Also, Sister Lin said, Song Xicun went with a girl."

No matter what, as an admirer, knowing that Song Xicun is with other girls shouldn't go up.

My friend wanted to stop her, but the girl who was screaming just raised her head and looked towards the teaching building indifferently.

"Are you stupid, what kind of girl can Song Xicun know in our high school? It must be just asking for directions." After speaking, she straightened her hair that was ruffled by the wind, and she was about to run forward.

"Are you okay? No, I'll go first."

Seeing her insisting on her own way, her friend waved her hand helplessly, "Go away, I can't run anyway."

Before the words were finished, the voice was already several meters away from her.

Friend: "…"

If he can run at the speed of this man chasing him when running 800 meters, he won't have to make up the test every time he fails.

…

The girls in class 3 still didn't find Song Xicun. When she sprinted all the way to the teaching building, Song Xicun had already followed Shen Yiling out of school.

While waiting for the bus at the school gate, Song Xicun asked Shen Yiling something about her future in Yunzhou City.

Shen Yiling reported the good news but not the sadness, she only said that she did not worry about food and clothing.

"What about you?" Seeing Song Xicun looking down at herself, Shen Yiling turned her head and asked back, "I heard from Grandma Ye that you send her tens of thousands of dollars every month. Is your living expenses enough?"

The smile in Song Xicun's eyes faded, but his voice was still calm and gentle: "I am paid as a teacher's assistant, and I also have school and national scholarships."

After a pause, his voice faded again: "But the money sent to grandma was given by the Song family. They owe my grandma."

Hearing Song Xicun mentioning the Song family, Shen Yiling gave him a deep look, patted him on the back and said nothing.

The two went to the central shopping mall to have a barbecue. After eating, they walked around the night market and the roadside twice, and the sky was already dark.

At almost eight o'clock, Song Xicun sent Shen Yiling back.

The taxi stopped at the gate of the villa area, and when Shen Yiling was about to get off with her schoolbag on her back, Song Xicun hooked on her schoolbag chain.

"You haven't told me when tomorrow will help your friend move." He smiled.

Shen Yiling turned to look at him in surprise: "Are you really going?"

"Why not," Song Xicun looked at her calmly: "You said that you invited me to dinner just to coax me?"

Shen Yiling rescued the schoolbag from his hands and sighed: "Of course not, it's better to help you move, I'll send you the restaurant location later."

Song Xicun finally came to Yunzhou, and he had to catch a plane back to Beijing early on Sunday morning. Shen Yiling was really sorry to ask him to help move.

Who knows that Song Xicun doesn't understand her compassion at all, he said in a half-joking tone: "Send me the address of your friend's house, I won't eat free lunch."

Shen Yiling: "..."

She wanted to ask him if he had eaten less free lunch?

I just thought that he was also kind, so I let him go.

"Understood, I'll send you a message when I go back." She got out of the car and closed the door, and added when Song Xicun rolled down the car window, "Send me a message when you arrive at the hotel."

Song Xicun smiled: "I know."

He kept looking out the window until Shen Yiling's back disappeared, until the car drove away.

The windows of the taxi were rolled back by the driver, the heater in the car was released, and the cold wind made him shiver.

When the car quickly left the villa area, he sighed in a low voice, "Young people today, it's hard to part in a relationship."

The driver's voice was low, but the workshop was so loud that Song Xicun could still hear it.

He lowered his eyes and didn't speak, his face was filled with an incomprehensible deep meaning.

After returning home, Shen Yiling was going to ask Yu Mengtang about the specific location of her family, but before the news was sent out, a small group of the three of them jumped out a lot of news.

Chen Boning has eaten a new melon again, and this melon is still about Shen Yiling.

[Chen Boning: [Picture] [Picture]]

[Chen Boning: Yiling, you are popular on the forum again, and you are still with the **** of learning. 】

[Chen Boning: If this goes on like this, you will be the first on the forum's hot list this year! 】

[Chen Boning: But the person who took the photo is also a chicken thief. Anyone with a little eye can see that the back one is an angle problem. 】

Shen Yiling looked at the photo and couldn't help frowning.

There is no charming relationship between her and Song Xicun. When they met, there was no other intimacy except that he touched her head, but in these two photos, the two of them were ambiguous like a couple.

In addition to the one touching her head, the other photo seems to be like Song Xicun walking with her.

Concerning Song Xicun, Shen Yiling opened the forum and saw a post from an anonymous user at first sight.

On the student forum of Pingheng Middle School, only real-name certified students can post. I don't know which student has such a deep hatred and resentment with Shen Yiling. She should be blacked out on this kind of thing.

Shen Yiling didn't take a close look at the photo, but slid directly to the comment area. As she thought, there were not a few people complaining, and the time for commenting was not long after the post came out.

[What are you doing, so you came to our school to give a speech just to meet Shen Yiling? There is an inexplicable feeling of dating at public expense, go ahead! 】

[I was **** stupid and went to him after the speech, but he went straight to his girlfriend, right? Since you don't want to waste time answering questions for us, what did you promise to do in the first place? 】

[If I remember correctly, Shen Yiling is not an adult... Song Xicun is already a junior, so strange! 】

[Suddenly I feel that the design of learning gods and characters has collapsed, and those who have objects do not love them very much. 】

... There are not a few such comments, and many of them complain about Shen Yiling, saying that she has a lot of tricks at a young age.

Shen Yiling frowned more and more tightly.

It was just to her surprise that after those comments, there were more people who stood by her to help her reply, and there were even those who directly brought their names on the stage, such as Yu Mengtang, Xu Zhenzhen, and a few other friends in the class. A few girls who she doesn't usually talk to too much.

[No, it's already 2202 years, how come people still say such things? The two are only three years apart in age, right? Is it not free love if someone else is thirty years old? 】

[I really want to see the corners of the mouth behind these anonymous comments, don't you know that Song Xicun is the senior Shen Yiling? Both of them are students of Wanshui Middle School and live on the same street. Why are they not allowed to meet with their fellow villagers? And those who say they are in love, did you get under their bed and see them in love? You can see so many things just by touching your hair. Admit it, you are just a big fan! 】

[Thank you for Shen Yiling, if you have so much time, you might as well do a few more sets of five-three to increase your knowledge! 】

[The above said that Song Xicun was hypocritical and wasting your time. I want to ask you whether you gave money or consulting fees? People taking time to give speeches are invited by the school, why do you still want one-stop service from others? It's really cheap and good, and Song Xicun is not only a college student present. Who among them do you look down on? 】

[Let me be fair, I'm not a student in class 2, and I don't know Shen Yiling, but those comments with high likes are really low, and those who don't know think that Song Xicun is an idol and used your money to find a sister-in-law. , but trouble to find out if it's okay, they're just a terrific college student, don't be like a fandom! 】

…

Shen Yiling originally wanted to make a name for herself to clarify, she doesn't care, but there is no need for Song Xicun to be treated as the object of gossip with her.

However, after seeing more and more explanations and comments that helped her, she still decided not to appear so as not to attract more attention.

Jiang Yunan knew about Shen Yiling's return to the forum from Wang Qiding. He couldn't understand. In his previous life, Shen Yiling hadn't been on the forum several times a year.

He didn't want to pay attention to Shen Yiling's affairs, but Wang Qiding sent him a screenshot.

When he saw the two people who were clearly related in the photo, his brows never loosened.

Wang Qiding was still sending him messages.

[Wang Qiding: I don’t know who is so immoral to take pictures of others secretly, even if they take pictures secretly, they still have a rhythm. 】

[Wang Qiding: But I can't tell, Shen Yiling's social circle is so wide, I heard that Song Xi is also a little famous person in Beijing? 】

Song Xi's existence in Beijing is indeed well-known, and it is not obvious now, but it will also be a dreaded existence in the future.

But Jiang Yunan never thought that Shen Yiling would actually know such a person. She never mentioned Song Xicun in her last life.

So did Rong Qi, so did Song Xicun, and even Yu Mengtang and Li Xiaoyi, there were always people around Shen Yiling that he didn't expect.

Sometimes Jiang Yunan couldn't help but wonder if the twenty years he had experienced in his previous life were real? If it's true, why is it completely different from now...

Jiang Yunan felt like a stone was blocked in his heart, but he felt that Wang Qiding's "wide circle of communication" was very dazzling.

After forcibly suppressing the unhappiness in his heart and the unwillingness that came from nowhere, Jiang Yunan quit WeChat and wanted to pretend he didn't know about it.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he left, a new message from Wang Qiding was sent.

[Wang Qiding: Brother Jiang, don’t you know the student union? The management of the student union can see the real-name authentication of the student account. Aren't you curious who made this kind of post? 】

[Wang Qiding: If you're not curious, I'm curious, just ask~]

Jiang Yunan sneered, and after reading it, he deleted Wang Qiding's dialog with deep meaning.

Who would be curious about this kind of thing, Shen Yiling's business is about him? She is so high profile in school, isn't it normal for her to be targeted and brought in a rhythm? Still doing such an intimate act with the boy in broad daylight.

Just waiting for him to regain his senses again, the finger has no idea when he opened the dialog box of the friend in the student council, and sent a question.

Jiang Yunan: "..."

Sooner or later, **** that disobedient finger will be chopped off!

News within two minutes can be withdrawn, but Jiang Yunan did not do so.

He kept frowning and staring at the phone until someone from the student union sent a screenshot of the real-name authentication.

He looked at the name he had never seen before, and his eyes slid a bit sharply.