MTL - To Save the Female Supporting Role As My Duty-Chapter 134v2 The miserable female supporting role who saved the Republic of China (10)

There was not much space on the rickshaw, and the two sat closely next to each other. Song Lingshu confirmed again and again: "Are you really not going to the theater? I can go back by myself."

Tong Bayue said: "No, I'll take you back, anyway, Mr. Yu won't be on stage today."

"You really touched me." Song Lingshu raised his hand, and just about to put it on her shoulder, he heard Tong Bayue say leisurely: "After all, I don't have the face to go back and face them again. Good job, by the way, let me I lost all face, so I don't have the nerve to go back and face them again."

Song Lingshu: "."

The hand turned in a different direction, scratching his head in embarrassment.

Tong Bayue: "You scratched my head!"

Song Lingshu: "...Oh."

After arriving at the hotel, going upstairs became a problem again. Tong Bayue followed her, watching her trembling legs, striding forward while holding on to the handrails, she couldn't help laughing.

"I can already hear your laughter!" Song Lingshu said fiercely without turning his head.

"After doing such a shameful thing, people are not allowed to laugh?" Tong Bayue sneered, but she held the other's arm with her hand, put her on his shoulder actively, and carried her upstairs.

"Oh, I wanted to climb the Great Wall at first, but it seems that I can't do it." Song Lingshu lay down on the bed, "How about going back tomorrow?"

"Well, I can't delay any longer. The Ruyi class is still waiting for me to go back to the stage." Tong Bayue turned her around.

Song Lingshu was lying lazily, when the other party suddenly stretched out his hand to the inside of her thigh, which startled her, and sat up straight: "What are you doing!"

"I'll press it for you." Tong Bayue was almost deaf from her yelling, she reached out and rubbed her ears, and then said, "If you can't walk with this leg tomorrow, wouldn't it be a waste of time? "

"Then...then why are you touching this place?" Song Lingshu asked with a red face.

"Didn't you pull it here? If you don't press here, where should you press it? Ass?"

"Hmph, that's a good idea! I won't rub your ass."

"...You really know how to push your nose and face, who wants to press your butt! You can press it yourself, I'm going to take a shower, I don't bother with you!" Tong August got up and went to wash up.

After the bathroom door was closed, Song Lingshu let out a breath, touched her thigh, and pinched her hot earlobe with her fingers.

When sleeping at night, when Song Lingshu turned his head, he could see Tong Bayue's alluring face, but the other party was still looking at her innocently, blinking those seductive eyes.

Why.

"Go to the boss and ask for a quilt." Song Lingshu sat up suddenly.

"Is it cold?" Tong Bayue asked curiously.

"I don't want to build a quilt with you."

"What do you mean?" Tong Bayue showed displeasure, "I'm only going back to Shanghai tomorrow, and you're acting like a young lady to me now?"

"Oh no, of course I have my reasons." Song Lingshu said.

"what reason?"

Song Lingshu threatened, "I'm sick, and I'll be contagious."

"..." Tong Bayue slapped her and looked at her from beginning to end, "Is your brain sick?"

"The brain is not contagious, but..." Song Lingshu looked down, and suddenly said wisely, "I have beriberi!"

Tong August: "..."

"Really, if you don't believe me, you can hear it." Song Lingshu made a gesture to raise his foot.

"Okay." Tong Bayue immediately lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and went downstairs to borrow the quilt without looking back.

Song Lingshu: Hehe.

On the day I returned to Shanghai, it was raining heavily outside.

The two stood under the eaves of the station, looking at the lingering rain outside, Tong Bayue couldn't help feeling a little anxious, and put the suitcase behind her, for fear of splashing the rain.

Song Lingshu looked at her suspiciously.

"There are costumes in there," she explained.

Song Lingshu nodded, and looked up at the sky: "I don't know what can stop the rain. I'll go over there and make a call and ask the driver to come and pick us up."

Tong Bayue originally wanted to go back directly, but unexpectedly encountered a rainy day, and the rickshaw was inconvenient, so she had to trouble her again.

Song Lingshu ran to the telephone booth at the station to make a call, and was relieved to learn that Yan Zhenggang and the others had returned home two days ago, so there was an empty car coming to pick her up.

When paying, I bought a bottle of milk in the store and went back.

"Have something to drink first."

Tong Bayue took it in surprise: "You don't want to drink?"

"I'm not thirsty." Song Lingshu looked at her chapped lips, and subconsciously licked his own. After two or three days of hard driving, he didn't dare to drink more water, so as not to have to squeeze the toilet.

She fumbled in her bag and took out a lip balm: "This is for you."

Tong Bayue looked at her suspiciously, but didn't answer for a long time.

"I haven't used it, it's clean." Song Lingshu grabbed her hand and stuffed it firmly into her palm, "My classmate brought it to me when she returned home. I don't like to use it, and it will expire if I keep it."

Tong Bayue looked at the lip balm lying in the palm of her hand. It was written in English letters. She couldn't understand it. She just slowly closed her palm and said, "Thank you."

During this time, the other party helped her a lot. She knew that saying thank you was not enough, but secretly thought that she should treat her better in the future.

The car arrived soon, and the driver came out with an umbrella to pick up the people. Song Lingshu put the suitcases of the two of them away first, and then went to pick up the people under the eaves with the umbrella.

"Let's go."

"Um."

Tong Bayue walked under her umbrella, the rain splashed on her arms, she shrank a little, and subconsciously held Song Lingshu's hand holding the umbrella.

Song Lingshu looked sideways at her.

The whole sky is foggy, only the person in front of him has color.

The rain hit the umbrella surface, rolled down from the edge, and landed on her thin shoulders. Song Lingshu stretched out his hand and dusted off the dripping water.

Tong Bayue turned her head for a glance, and found that she had tilted the umbrella towards her, and straightened it up: "Be careful of getting wet."

"It's okay, I—oh, I'm so stupid!" Song Lingshu stepped into the puddle, splashing a puddle of water, which wet their shoes and trousers and skirts.

Tong August: "..."

Song Lingshu raised his forehead: "... Hurry up and get in the car."

The car first sent Tong August home, and then went back to Yan Mansion.

As soon as she walked in the door, she noticed that the atmosphere was not right.

"You are really worse than the other! How can I trust the Yan family to you!"

Yan Zhenggang yelled sharply, but Song Lingshu paused: "Dad."

"You're back." Yan Zheng just glanced at her, the anger on his face hadn't subsided, "You're all wet, go back to your room and change into dry clothes."

"good."

The driver carried her suitcase upstairs, and she deliberately slowed down, looking at the people in the living room on the stairs.

The two standing in front of Yan Zhenggang were the elder brother and the second elder brother. The elder brother looked depressed and his head was lowered. On the other hand, Yan Xicheng looked like his left ear went in and his right ear came out, and he even showed a little impatience.

The sister-in-law and the third aunt were sitting on the sofa, wanting to intervene, but they didn't dare to speak at such a time. The fourth aunt watched the show with great interest, with a big belly.

It seems that the two brothers didn't take good care of the company, which made Yan Zhenggang unhappy.

She rolled her eyes and quickly went back to her room to change her clothes. When she went downstairs, she pretended to be ignorant of the tense atmosphere, and stepped forward with a smile: "Dad, are you enjoying your vacation?"

Yan Zhenggang glared at the two sons who did not live up to expectations, and then turned to his little daughter: "Well, what about you, did you gain anything from this trip to Peking?"

"Yes, I interviewed Chen Chen, the only one, no other newspapers have interviewed him!" Song Lingshu said, "I have also arranged for a few manuscripts, and the preparation of the new page has been completed, and I will wait for next month Reissue."

"Really? Did you really interview Chen Chen?" Yan Zhenggang looked at her in surprise. Originally, he just couldn't resist his daughter's stalking, so he simply gave her the social media for fun, so as to kill her anger. Sex, I never thought that what she did would be decent.

"Yeah, there's still room for it. You just wait to see the newspaper come back to life." Song Lingshu said.

"Not bad, not bad." Yan Zhenggang finally had a smile on his face, and then said to his two sons, "Look at Xi Zhi, who has settled the matter in silence. Don't you have the patience to be an older brother?"

"Since you like her so much, you might as well hand over the textile factory to her. I don't care." Yan Xicheng said indifferently, turned around and left.

"Yanxi City! Are you talking like that? You're an idiot!" Yan Zhenggang said angrily.

"Xicheng, Xicheng! Go back and apologize to your father." The third aunt quickly chased after her, but Yan Xicheng shook off her hand and strode away from the Yan mansion.

"Let him go! Let's see how long he can drink and drink! Damn!" Yan Zheng just picked up the teacup on the table and threw it out.

"Dad, calm down, your body is important." Song Lingshu calmed his emotions, glanced at his elder brother, and winked secretly.

Seeing this, the elder brother also stepped forward to help Yan Zheng go back to the room to rest, and the fourth aunt came in to accompany him.

Afterwards, the two came to Yan Xizhi's room, and Song Lingshu asked what happened.

The eldest brother just said that he proposed to his father today to quit the Steamship Bureau, and his father scolded him for a long time. It just so happened that the secretary came to report to him again, saying that Yanxi City hadn't gone to work in the textile factory for a long time, and was wandering outside all day long, not doing business.

So Yan Zhenggang called the two of them over to teach him a lesson.

"Little sister, what should I do now?"

"You really don't want the Steamship Bureau?"

"Well, don't you understand me? I'm not this material at all."

"You stand still. Dad hasn't completely handed over the Steamship Bureau to you. Hasn't he returned? It's just a test for you now. With him here, nothing will happen. Hold on for a while and wait for me. Take it to the textile factory and negotiate with you."

"What?" The eldest brother looked at her in surprise, "You really want a textile factory?"

"Otherwise? Both you and the second brother hate it, so naturally I can only take over." Song Lingshu said.

Brother: "Hey, I have wronged you."

"Don't be wronged or wronged. For your happiness, I am willing to dedicate myself." Song Lingshu sent him out the door with a sad face, and when he turned around, his face was full of joy.

After resting at home, she went to the newspaper office to help revise the new content the next day. The editorial department became busy like never before. It was Yan Bao who interviewed the great writer Chen Chen, to reveal to everyone the other side of the writer who is privately cute, and there is even a mysterious genius boy who will start a martial arts novel. In addition, there are a lot of recruitment information on the B version. If you need to find a job, you can pay attention to the first issue of Yanbao.

"August, I want to order a copy of Yan Bao A version, can you tell Miss Si in advance to leave one for me, I'm afraid I won't be able to get it." Yufeng yelled as soon as she entered the door.

"Isn't it just a newspaper? Is there anything I can't grab? The newspapers that Master bought are all used to paste the wall, you forgot?" Tong Bayue was making the bed, stretched the sheet in the air, and landed on the bed , and then tidy up the four corners.

"Those old newspapers don't interest me."

"Then what are you interested in?"

"Mysterious genius boy! It is said that he is very good-looking, and he still writes martial arts novels. God, I really want to read it!" Yufeng said with longing.

Tong Bayue smiled and poked her on the head: "I think you have grown up and want to find someone."

"Can't you?" Yufeng rubbed her hands together, "After singing so many love stories, I also want to taste the taste of love."

Tong Bayue smiled helplessly and continued to pack things. She moved several times back and forth, and finally moved house, not far from Yufeng's house, so it was convenient for her to take care of her.

"I don't know if I can grab it. I just went shopping and heard that many people are curious about the job recruitment information. I plan to raise money to buy it together."

Tong Bayue paused, remembering that morning, the woman who was talking about content reform at the market, smiled slightly, and muttered, "It's really done for her."

"What did it do?"

"nothing."

"Are you going to help or not? With the friendship between the two of you, it must be easy to ask her for this."

"What friendship do we have?"

"Didn't you say that she helped you a lot in Peiping?"

"So, this is not a friendship, but a favor. I haven't paid it off yet, so how can I bother her with such a trivial matter, besides, she should be very busy now."

"It makes sense, so I can only grab it that day."

On the day the newspaper was released, the newspaper seller held several newspapers in his hand, and these basically had a fixed source of customers, because the content of the news was not much different every day. However, today's Yan Bao sold unexpectedly well. Not only exclusive interviews with great writers, but also life information needed by the low-level people were quickly swept away.

"Is there any Yanbao? Give me one too!"

"I want me too!"

"Sorry, I'm sold out here, I'm going to get some more now, everyone wait a moment!" The newspaper seller squeezed out from the crowd and ran to the newspaper office excitedly.

Song Lingshu looked at the newspaper seller's back from the side of the road, and slowly raised the corners of his mouth.

"Boss, you are really good. Yan Bao has gained a reputation." The reporter laughed beside him.

Song Lingshu raised his jaw, feeling the warmth of the rising sun, turned around and walked towards the newspaper office with him.

When passing through a crossroad, I saw another group of people buying newspapers ahead.

She paused, staring at the group of people curiously.

The reporter followed her gaze and found a meaningful smile on her face, and asked, "Why didn't you leave?"

"Go back first, I still have something to do."

"good."

The reporter left first, and Song Lingshu waited at the spot. Seeing the cheongsam woman and a group of people grabbing the last newspaper, she quickly paid the money, turned around, and looked down.

After a few steps, he accidentally bumped into someone.

"I'm sorry." The woman continued walking without raising her head.

Unexpectedly, someone grabbed her arm, she took a step back, looked over with a frown, and when she saw the other person's face clearly, her brows flattened: "Why are you here?"

"I still want to ask you." Song Lingshu looked at the newspaper in her hand with a smile, "Why didn't Ms. Tong practice her voice at home early in the morning and ran out to buy a newspaper?"

Tong Bayue immediately hid the newspaper behind her back, pretending to be calm and said: "Yufeng wants to read it, ask me to buy one."

"Then you ran far enough, it's quite far from your home."

"I moved and it's nearby."

"Coincidentally, I haven't eaten breakfast yet, why don't I go to your house for a while?"

Tong August: "..."

Forget it, when she was in Peking, she had already experienced how shameless the other party was.

Tong Bayue took her to the new home, and Song Lingshu followed behind, looking around, remembering the route clearly.

"Here we are." Tong August opened the door, steamed buns and soy milk were still hot on the kitchen stove.

At this time, Yufeng happily ran in, holding two newspapers in her hands: "I got it, I got it! August, I brought you a copy too!"

Song Lingshu looked at Tong Bayue amusedly: "Are you sure you brought the newspaper for her?"

Tong Bayue was at a loss for words and pushed her into the living room.

"Miss Si, you are here!" Yufeng greeted her enthusiastically, and then she spread the newspaper and read it with relish, "You are more casual, I will read this martial arts novel first."

Song Lingshu casually walked around the living room, saw Laifu in the cage, and said with a smile: "Laifu, do you still remember who I am?"

Lai Fu: "Yan Si!"

Song Lingshu smiled and said, "How do you talk, I'm your old master."

Lai Fu: "Yan Si!"

Song Lingshu: "Be polite, believe it or not, I'll pluck your hair off?"

Tong August brought breakfast to the table: "Come and eat."

"What have you taught it?" Song Lingshu walked over speechlessly, "Did you say bad things about me to it?"

"How can it be?" Tong Bayue handed her the chopsticks.

Laifu: "Beriberi, Yan Si has beriberi, haha!"

Song Lingshu: "!!"

Yufeng suddenly raised her head: "!"

Tong August: "..."

"Tong, Ba, Yue." Song Lingshu took the chopsticks viciously and broke them into two pieces.

Tong Bayue turned around embarrassingly: "I...I'll go and see what else is in the kitchen."

"Stop!" Song Lingshu immediately chased him out.

Holding the buns, Yufeng stared at them dumbfounded, and said regretfully, "I never thought that Fourth Miss, who runs so fast, would have athlete's foot..."

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