MTL - To Save the Female Supporting Role As My Duty-Chapter 75v2 Rescue Chronicle's Lost Supporting Girl (3)

Zhao Jiajia walked aimlessly, not bothering to pay attention to this extra follower, and then stopped in front of an Internet cafe.

Song Lingshu looked up and saw the signboard banner with the words Power Internet Cafe written on it, and there were colorful lights hanging on it, and a few small bulbs were out of light.

Zhao Jiajia had already walked in, and she hurried to follow. It was very noisy inside, the desktop computer took up a lot of the desktop, and some people got stuck playing games, and would slap the back of the computer cursingly, just like taking pictures of the old color TV at home.

At this time, Zhao Jiajia had already turned on the machine, took the card and walked to the corner to swipe the card to turn it on.

Song Lingshu walked up to her, sat on the armrest of the chair, and watched her pointing on the desktop for a long time without knowing what to do.

At this time, Q.Q hadn’t opened up a new world of social networking, music software hadn’t expanded its business, and there were even fewer games that could be played.

In the end, she watched Zhao Jiajia open a movie. At that time, it was still in the last glorious era of Hong Kong movies, and all kinds of movies satisfied the spiritual world of the younger generation.

Zhao Jiajia didn't know what to watch, so he clicked on "Young and Dangerous".

"You like, like this, this...?" Song Lingshu looked at her dressed like a good girl, and smiled, "I, I, also like it."

Zhao Jiajia hasn't watched it either, the subject matter isn't her favorite, but recently she's a little irritable and wants to watch something exciting. Hearing what she said, she couldn't help asking curiously, "Have you seen it?"

"Well, woof, woof woof..."

"Understood, you watched it on Uncle Wang's TV." Zhao Jiajia put on the earphones and ignored her.

Seeing that she was addicted to the movie, Song Lingshu didn't bother her anymore, but turned around and came to the entrance of the Internet cafe, looked around at the shops, and then went to the snack cabinet of the Internet cafe to look at the price, which was obviously half the market price .

She looked at the customers in the Internet cafe again, almost all of them were trendy students, many of them stole money to surf the Internet, the Internet in this era was regarded as a scourge by parents and teachers, and it often happened that children came to Internet cafes to beat them.

She ran to the convenience store opposite, bought a bucket of instant noodles for 20 cents, then ran back and observed the customers inside, until she saw a middle school student who was rubbing his belly and was reluctant to leave, and walked slowly over.

Zhao Jiajia caught a glimpse of her passing by the opposite row of aisles from the corner of her eye, and furtively patted the boy diagonally opposite, and asked in a low voice: "Handsome, handsome guy, do you want to meet? I bought too much... Cheap for you."

The boy looked at her irritably: "Why are you stuttering?"

"I stutter, stutter, but no, it won't... contagious, noodles, do you want it?" Song Lingshu pointed to the instant noodles in his arms, and stretched out three fingers, "Three cents, ten cents."

The Internet cafe sells four cents, this boy is starving to death, and he is reluctant to spend money on such expensive ones, now when he sees her face, he feels even hungrier, and struggles: "I still want to play games. "

"I can help you...soak for free."

"Okay, okay, I'll give you the money when you're done soaking."

"Okay, well."

Zhao Jiajia looked at her busy figure running around, earning money in just a few minutes, and was a little surprised, so she paid attention to the other party's movements from time to time.

The boy had eaten the noodles, and the fragrance began to waft everywhere, and the people around him were a little greedy, so the boy told them to buy it from that stutterer, it was cheap.

So Song Lingshu went back and forth to sell noodles, Zhao Jiajia had already earned more than one dollar while watching a movie.

Just when she was about to see the ending, someone patted Zhao Jiajia on the shoulder and was about to turn her head when she heard someone behind her hold her head and say, "Don't, don't look back. I'll take a step first, you, you You will come out later."

"..." Is this playing Infernal Affairs?

Zhao Jiajia noticed that the boss was looking this way, as if he had noticed someone robbing the business, and was pointing at Song Lingshu with a few people, and the next moment, Song Lingshu slipped out nimbly, and the group of people immediately chased him out.

"I'm so bored." Zhao Jiajia looked at the last ten minutes of the plot, turned off the phone irritably, and walked out quickly.

She didn't know where the other party went. She looked around along the street, and finally at the corner, someone grabbed her arm and hid in the dark alley next to her.

"You are also courageous enough to make any money?" Zhao Jiajia asked in a low voice.

"Wealth, riches and honor seek in danger."

"Damn, I didn't even see the ending."

"Don't worry, Chen Haonan finally became the Causeway Bay... the master." Song Lingshu gave her the spoiler.

"What about the little stammer? Are you with Chen Haonan?" Zhao Jiajia obviously cared more about the emotional line in the movie.

"Well, we're together, just...forget it, you..." Song Lingshu asked, "Do you like little stammer?"

"I like it." Zhao Jiajia said, "Gigi Lai is so pretty."

Song Lingshu smiled: "Then he, they are here, together."

Zhao Jiajia suddenly covered her mouth: "Hush!"

The boss's voice sounded outside, and the two huddled in a corner, leaning close together, paying attention to the movement outside.

Song Lingshu gradually came back to his senses, listening to her clear breathing, light and heavy, the girl's body stretched out in adolescence was like a butterfly with wings, immature and vigorous, leaning close to her, silently ignited flame.

Song Lingshu took a few steps back secretly, and accidentally stepped on the mineral water bottle on the ground.

Two people: "..."

"There are people inside." The boss raised his flashlight and shone it into the alley.

"I, I, I, I... I'll go!"

"It's already this time, so there's no need to waste time cursing people!" Zhao Jiajia said angrily, picked up the wooden stick next to him, suddenly felt a little young and Dangerous, with a sense of quack pride in his heart, and said, "If you have the ability, you can do it!" Let's go together, what kind of man is Momojiu?"

"Yo, it's quite powerful." The boss picked up the beer bottle in his hand and smashed it against the wall next to it, making a bang, and the fragments flew everywhere.

Zhao Jiajia was stunned for a moment. Although she had been depressed and wanted to die these days, when she was really in danger, she instinctively developed a will to survive.

At this time, another voice came from behind him: "Boss, boss, give me your hand."

Turning around, Zhao Jiajia saw Song Lingshu climbed onto the wall at some point and stretched out a hand.

Zhao Jiajia wondered if she could hold her back and stop falling together, but the group of people were approaching, and they didn't seem to think that they could turn over at all, and they were watching a good show.

She was dead anyway, Zhao Jiajia gritted her teeth, stretched out her hand to hold it, and then she was pulled up forcefully, her legs kicked against the wall a few times, she fell over to the top of the wall for some reason, and then jumped down, almost falling, but Fortunately, he was supported.

It was too thrilling.

She's never done anything like this.

Zhao Jiajia looked back at the wall, heaved a sigh of relief after the catastrophe, and was dragged away by Song Lingshu.

"Quick, quick."

The two had been running for a long distance, and Zhao Jiajia was really exhausted. She broke free from her hand, supported her knees and panted on the spot, and said, "They probably won't come after them."

"They didn't, they didn't come after them," Song Lingshu said.

"Then why are you shouting so fast?"

"Quick, it's too late to eat... supper."

"..."

Song Lingshu rubbed her stomach, she was kicked out just now without having dinner, fortunately she made money, so she can eat something good.

"Let's go, I invite you to eat pancakes and pancakes." Song Lingshu proudly took out one yuan and ten cents, insisting on showing the aura of ten yuan bills.

Zhao Jiajia was quite speechless. There happened to be a stall on the side of the road. She walked over and took a look. She was not hungry, but she was also a little curious about the pancakes.

"Two pancakes, pancake fruit, fruit." Song Lingshu said.

The boss started to spread the cakes and asked, "Do you want to add any side dishes? Ham? Potato shreds? Radish shreds?"

"Yes, yes, yes."

The boss added all the side dishes and was so happy from ear to ear.

"Yes, sorry!" Song Lingshu broke down.

boss:"?"

Zhao Jiajia: "..."

In the end, I bought too much, a total of one yuan and two, and there was still a dime short.

Song Lingshu rubbed the piece, and looked at Zhao Jiajia aggrieved: "Boss, boss, lend me... a dime, huh?"

"There's no need to repeat the modal particles." Zhao Jiajia really didn't understand why she had to stammer out even the modal particles!

In the end, the two were eating pancakes by the side of the road. Zhao Jiajia was standing in the evening breeze, her hair and skirt being swayed by the evening wind.

Song Lingshu squatted carelessly at her feet, Zhao Jiajia moved to the side, and she followed suit.

Zhao Jiajia looked at the sky speechlessly, feeling that she had encountered a very difficult matter, rather than how to die gracefully, she wanted to know how to get rid of this follower?

When the two went back, it was already very late, and only a few families in the whole building were still lit, but not on the first floor.

Song Lingshu's parents were not worried that she would run out at night, maybe they were afraid that she would not go far enough.

The lights were on on the second floor. Zhao Jiajia's mother had been guarding the door. Seeing her figure, she lowered her voice and shouted, "Jiajia, go home."

Zhao Jiajia silently rolled his eyes and went upstairs displeased.

"Boss, boss, good night." Song Lingshu waved her hand, and then went back to her room. The old wooden door creaked. She locked the door and lay down on the tattered bed.

There are also many things placed at the end of the bed, and there is not even a place to turn over.

There was a musty smell in the room, and even the sound of mice creaking and creaking could be heard, so I sat up in fright, scratched my head irritably, and simply refused to sleep.

Pulling on her slippers, she saw the bright moonlight as soon as she walked out the door. She turned around and went up to the top floor to enjoy the moon on the rooftop.

However, she didn't expect that there were other people. She looked at the silent person under the moonlight, with her back against the wall, her head bowed, her hair covered most of her face, and she held a burning cigarette in her hand. It seemed very abrupt at night, and he didn't raise his head when he heard the movement.

"Boss, boss." Song Lingshu called out.

Only then did Zhao Jiajia raise his head, took a puff of cigarette, narrowed his eyes slightly, and then exhaled a puff of smoke without speaking.

"Why aren't you sleeping?" Song Lingshu stepped forward and leaned side by side with her.

Zhao Jiajia smiled coldly, and said slowly, "Do you know what that woman just said to me?"

"What?"

"She asked me, why did you hang out with you stuttering?" Zhao Jiajia twitched the corners of his mouth, but there was no smile in his eyes, "I thought, at least she would first care about where I would go in the middle of the night."

Song Lingshu said: "Don't, don't pay attention to her, she is just... a fool."

Zhao Jiajia laughed, took another puff of cigarette, turned to look at her, and spit a layer of mist on her face, "She won't let me play with you, I just want to. You boss, I'll take it."

Song Lingshu laughed, and reached out to **** her cigarette: "Don't smoke this, no, it's not good."

"This is a good thing." Zhao Jiajia played tricks and handed her one, "Do you want to try it?"

Song Lingshu looked at the smoke in embarrassment, and when Zhao Jiajia ran out of patience and was about to take it back, she suddenly took it.

"Borrow, borrow a fire." Song Lingshu said.

Zhao Jiajia raised his eyebrows, and took out the lighter amusedly: "Are you really going to try it? This is no fun..."

Before the words fell, the other party suddenly came over, with a cigarette in his mouth, and touched the cigarette in her mouth, the shredded tobacco slowly ignited, and the other party stood back again.

Zhao Jiajia looked blankly at her skillfully holding the cigarette between her fingers, and even blew a smoke ring, and said in surprise, "Why do you know this? When did you learn it?"

"What about you?" Song Lingshu asked.

"recent."

"Because the days, the days are bitter?"

Zhao Jiajia did not deny it.

"Coincidentally, me, me too. But later, later... I quit." Song Lingshu held the cigarette between his fingers and shook the ash, "Because it's useless, it's useless, hard times can't be escaped , to be used...to face."

Zhao Jiajia was surprised to hear this sentence from her mouth, but thinking of the environment the other party was in, it was actually much worse than hers. Didn't he survive the insults from his family and the ridicule from the outside world since he was a child?

"I underestimated you." Zhao Jiajia smiled, stubbed out the cigarette, and said, "I was wrong just now. I didn't become your boss because of that woman. Now, I want to be your boss."

"Thank you, thank you, I know, I know...you are a good person!" Song Lingshu also put out his cigarette, and asked, "Boss, boss, there is something I want to tell you .”

"What's up?"

"When you climbed over the wall just now, your pink and pink underpants were exposed again."

Zhao Jiajia: "..."

It's so annoying, this boss, whoever likes to be the one!

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