MTL - To Save the Female Supporting Role As My Duty-Chapter 73v2 Rescue Chronicle's Lost Supporting Girl (1)

When Song Lingshu opened his eyes, he had already arrived in a new world.

She did not perform many missions in the previous world. Although the points of the two missions add up to 250 points, but because she is always exchanging the points for instant noodles and Coke, she can’t make ends meet in the end. Compared with the initial points of the previous world Three points are missing, and now the balance is only 225 points.

It was too difficult, Song Lingshu never thought that instant noodles and Coke could make her almost bankrupt.

So she made up her mind to make more money in this world!

However, the moment she opened her eyes, her heart went cold, and when she sat up and looked around, her heart was completely dead.

This place was dilapidated and narrower than the orphanage she had stayed in since she was a child. The room smelled musty, and only a little light came in from the window, and it was hard to tell whether it was day or night.

There was an old-fashioned flashlight next to the bed. She turned it on and looked around. The bed was an old-fashioned old bed with a tattered mosquito net hanging on it.

There is also a red lacquer desk in the room, the paint is almost peeling off, and a few elementary school textbooks are placed on it.

Next to it stood a wide chair, upon which a pile of clothes was stacked, which served as a wardrobe, for there was no more wardrobe in the room.

The total is only a few square meters, which is almost the whole of this room.

She got out of bed with a flashlight in disbelief, put on her dirty oversized slippers, opened the door and found that she lived in a cubicle under the stairwell.

This is a tube building with stairs, but in order to save space, a small space was left under the corner of the first floor. It was originally used for storage, but now it is used for living.

"Get up, let's cook." The boy in the opposite room was wearing a large hurdle vest and was playing with glass beads in the living room.

She walked a few steps to the living room, looked at her brother who was a few years younger than her, and asked, "Just, just you, at home?"

"Why am I the only one, are you not human?" The younger brother gave her a blank look, put away the beads, picked up the only candy left on the table, peeled off the candy wrapper and threw it into his mouth, "Mom and Dad are out, you Hurry up and cook, I'm starving to death."

Song Lingshu took a tour of the house by the way. There was only one room and one living room in the house. The living room was very small, but the bedroom was quite big, but there were two beds separated by a curtain. Both parents and younger brother lived here.

A family that was not well-to-do, and her stuttering, really made things worse.

According to the available information, her current identity is Yu Zhaodi, who is born with a stammer and is not taken seriously at all, and her family is very patriarchal. Because the height is about the same, the new clothes at home are put on by my younger brother first, and then by her. If it weren't for her uncle being a teacher who forced her parents to send her to compulsory education, she might never be able to study in this life.

Song Lingshu: [Your task is not only getting more and more difficult, but the script you are given is also getting more and more difficult. 】

System: [There is such a process, from entry to advanced. 】

Song Lingshu: [I think it's from entry to death! 】

The kitchen is at the junction of the living room and her stair compartment, and a small shed was built outside. She opened the cupboard and saw that there were two leftovers, so she just planned to heat them up. She didn't put so much thought into cooking, because she still had to deal with the briquettes now.

Fortunately, the original owner did these tasks every day, so the body memory was still there. She lit two pieces of paper, put them in the stove, then put some pine hair and pine branches in, and put a piece of honeycomb on top.

"Why did you burn my homework!" The younger brother suddenly stood at the door and yelled, "Your mouth is wrong, and your eyes are also wrong?!"

Song Lingshu turned his head and glared at him.

Just at this glance, my younger brother flinched instinctively, always feeling that she seemed to be angry, but she has never complained for so many years and never dared to lose her temper with her family. What happened today?

"Yes, it's your homework book, but you didn't write every single word." Song Lingshu stumbled and said, "I still have it, I am, yes, your sister! Give me respect. ...the key point, or I, I, I, I will cut you!"

"Tip me if you have the ability." The younger brother imitated her stuttering and walked out, yin and yang said strangely, "If you can't talk, don't talk, it's really embarrassing!"

Song Lingshu hadn't had time to speak when suddenly a bucket of water poured down from upstairs and just splashed on his younger brother.

"Ah! Who is it!" The younger brother screamed a few times and looked up.

Song Lingshu also raised her head and looked at the girl in the corridor on the second floor. She was wearing a mint green dress. She was tall and thin, with fair skin, and her black hair fell down softly on her collarbone. The tail of her hair was blown by the wind. The cold temperament is extremely inconsistent with this dirty and cramped environment.

"It's so early in the morning, what are you arguing about? Do you want to die?" After the girl finished speaking lightly, she turned around and went back to the room. The door slammed shut with a loud bang.

"His grandma's, who the **** should be angry!" After the younger brother yelled, he didn't dare to go up to her to settle the score, because the girl just moved in a few days ago, and she didn't look very easy to provoke. Just smashed the furniture upstairs.

The children around were at most rebellious in private, but it was rare for someone like her to smash furniture, because the furniture was too expensive, and no one was as quiet as her for one second, and suddenly exploded the next second.

The more such a person is, the more frightening they are. Everyone is well aware of this truth, so the neighbors don't have much contact with this new girl.

The younger brother muttered and cursed a few words, then went home and continued playing with glass beads.

Song Lingshu stood on tiptoe, looking at the doors and windows upstairs, which were tightly closed, but could hear the creaking of the radio inside, which was almost broken due to disrepair, and then the radio slammed on the wall the sound of.

[Tsk tsk, this time the female partner is a little irritable. 】Song Lingshu said.

System: [So I leave it to you, complete your task well. 】

Now is the 1990s, and the story begins in this era. Because of the management problems of the hospital in the early years, there have been many problems with the wrong child in the delivery room.

The female partner's mother saw Mrs. Fu living a happy life in the delivery room, so she secretly swapped her daughter with Mrs. Fu's daughter.

Fifteen years later, Mrs. Fu discovered the truth, and finally returned the real and fake daughter to her original seat.

The heroine of the story is naturally a real daughter. She lived here since she was a child, and her life was very miserable, but she developed an optimistic, kind, hardworking and simple character. After returning to her real family, she gradually won the favor of her family and people around her Started a romantic relationship with the hero.

And the female supporting role, this fake daughter, became the control group. She was pampered and pampered since she was a child, but suddenly she encountered a great change, and learned that her mother was actually the villain who dropped her. Facing huge differences in material matters, it was difficult to get used to this poor life for a while, and his temperament began to distort, sometimes gloomy and sometimes manic.

Later, after a big quarrel with her mother, she ran away from home and went to find her bamboo horse, but found that the bamboo horse had fallen in love with the real daughter, and her unwillingness and anger burned her reason, and she began to constantly fight against the heroine. The heroine started a business, and she also started a business, but her life in the control group was bound to end in failure, and in the end she got into a car accident with heavy debts.

Sure enough, car accidents are indispensable in period dramas.

System: [Her regret is that she can't compare to the heroine in this life. She was obviously smarter and better than the heroine in the first half of her life, but she lost to the other party in terms of family, love, and career, and finally fell behind. This is how it ended. 】

Song Lingshu nodded: [The mission is to make her succeed in all these areas. Are there any side missions? 】

System: [Yes, make her happy. 】

Song Lingshu: [? 】

System: [Since she returned to her real home, she has never been happy again, so being happy has become her humblest wish. 】

Song Lingshu: [Look at me, am I the one who can make her happy? 】

The briquettes ignited, Song Lingshu poured two dishes into the pot, heated it up again, and was about to fry an egg fried rice, when he opened the cabinet, he found that there was only one egg left in it.

After the food was served, younger brother Yu Gui ran over covered in sweat, and just as he raised his hand, Song Lingshu knocked on the back of his hand and said angrily, "Why are you hitting me!"

"Wash, wash your hands!"

Yu Guiyun looked at her vaguely: "Is there something wrong with you?"

Seeing that he was about to eat with his chopsticks, Song Lingshu suddenly took the egg fried rice away, took out a small bowl and put it aside.

Yu Gui thought it was for his parents, so he didn't say much. After finishing the meal with all his teeth and claws, he saw her carrying the bowl of egg fried rice up the stairs, and asked in surprise, "Where are you going to send the egg fried rice?!"

Song Lingshu pointed to the door on the second floor.

Yu Gui: "There is something wrong with your brain! There are so many eggs in that bowl! Do you want to give it to an outsider?!"

Song Lingshu didn't bother to talk to him, went up to the second floor, knocked on the door, but no one answered.

She knocked a few more times, and the person inside opened the door impatiently, and stood at the door, looking at her sullenly.

"You, have you eaten...have you eaten?" Song Lingshu asked, and took a look into the room, but sure enough, there was no food.

The girl didn't answer, she still looked at her blankly.

"I made, fried rice with eggs, you just eat, eat...order it." Song Lingshu handed the bowl to her again.

The aroma is still exuding in the rice, which is a huge temptation for people who have not eaten all day and night.

But Zhao Jiajia didn't want to have anything to do with the people here at all. She looked at this girl coldly. She was wearing men's short-sleeved clothes and a pair of knee-length shorts, which were almost turning white after washing. Her legs were as thin as bamboo poles. It looks like a dog gnaws hair, if it is not because of the slightly undulating chest, people will not be able to distinguish between men and women. Just those eyes, big and round, shining brightly when looking at her, like the cat she fed before, but the cat has a new owner, and she is now a stray cat.

She raised her hand and was about to close the door, but Song Lingshu pushed it against the door and said with a smile, "It's very, very delicious! Just, just... try it."

"Why give it to me?" Zhao Jiajia said indifferently.

"Because you...helped me just now." Song Lingshu pushed the bowl in front of her again, "I'll make it for you...delicious in the evening."

Zhao Jiajia stared down at the bowl of egg fried rice: "Don't eat it, take it away, get out of here."

However, his stomach growled twice inappropriately.

Zhao Jiajia: "..."

Song Lingshu pretended not to hear, and continued to pass the bowl.

The two stalemate for a long time, Zhao Jiajia finally took the bowl, but she didn't mean to let her into the room, but moved a bench out, and sat at the door to eat.

Song Lingshu squatted beside her and watched her eat.

Zhao Jiajia ate a few mouthfuls and looked at her indifferently: "You made this?"

"Yeah! Delicious."

Zhao Jiajia: "Why are you still bragging about yourself?"

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"..."

At this time, a group of children came downstairs. When they saw Zhao Jiajia, they subconsciously closed their mouths, but when they saw Song Lingshu, they couldn't help but want to bully him.

The leader was the bully in this area, and he shouted at the entrance of the corridor: "Yu Zhaodi, come, sing us a song."

The little brother next to him immediately imitated the words: "Ah? Stuttering, how do you want to sing...Singing?"

Everyone else laughed, and they were used to bullying her.

Song Lingshu raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand to hold the clothes drying pole next to him, and was about to teach them a lesson when he heard a "creak".

She turned her head and saw Zhao Jiajia got up and put away the rice bowl, pulled the chair, walked slowly towards them in the corridor, and said expressionlessly, "It's so noisy, I don't feel comfortable eating."

Rebellious people are most afraid of such a reckless gesture, they stare at her dumbfounded, and tremble in the corner.

"Then let's die together." Zhao Jiajia said indifferently.

The few people were frightened by these words. Seeing her approaching, when she lifted the chair and threw it at them, they immediately ran away in fright, and ran to the yard in a blink of an eye, and did not forget to turn around and challenge them: "You wait Wait, wait until I tell my parents!"

"Idiot." Zhao Jiajia snorted coldly, went back to the room and pulled out a chair again.

Song Lingshu ran to the corridor to pick up the chair, sat next to her, leaned on the back of the chair, put his hands on his head, and looked leisurely at the clouds in the sky.

After Zhao Jiajia finished eating, she found that she was quite relaxed, and asked puzzledly, "What are you happy about?"

"You, you are so kind. From now on... you can be my boss." Song Lingshu said.

"I wasn't helping you just now, I was just annoyed." Zhao Jiajia said disdainfully.

"Then you, you are also amazing, from now on you will be me... I am the boss, I can, can, cook for you every day, can you cover, cover me, okay?" Song Lingshu said.

Zhao Jiajia handed her the bowl: "Go back, don't bother me."

"Old, boss, annoying."

Zhao Jiajia narrowed his eyes and asked, "Who are you calling annoying?"

"Annoying, annoying, it's my fault to bother you." Song Lingshu bent down holding the bowl, "Little one, this, this... let's go."

Zhao Jiajia: "..."

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