The 70s Novel: The Supporting Character Just Wants to Lie Down-Chapter 77: Awkwardly Throwing Oneself Into Someone’s Arms

Chapter 77: Chapter 77: Awkwardly Throwing Oneself Into Someone’s Arms

On the third Saturday of September, the bell for the last class of the afternoon rang, and the drowsy little girl immediately snapped awake.

Among all the subjects, Cheng Xue disliked politics the most. Whenever it was time for this class, she would doze off. And this class was often scheduled in the afternoon—afternoons are inherently tough with autumn tiredness, and this made it even harder to resist.

Even with Wang Miaomiao beside her reminding her to wake up from time to time, it was of no use.

"Sister Miaomiao, class is over. Let’s hurry and leave." As soon as the teacher left, Cheng Xue immediately packed her backpack and urged Wang Miaomiao.

Wang Miaomiao glanced at her with a smile, a hint of concern flashing in her eyes, "Xiao Xue, this problem of yours with certain subjects can’t be ignored. The monthly exam is coming up, and if you don’t do well, you might be transferred to another class. What will we do then?"

Cheng Xue listened, feeling a bit upset and aggrieved, "What can I do, I just can’t pay attention."

Wang Miaomiao thought for a moment and then made a decision, "This time, I’ll tutor you when we go back. Highlight key points, read and memorize silently, and use exam tactics. I refuse to believe we can’t improve your grades."

"Huh?" Cheng Xue stared at her blankly.

"Don’t ’huh’ me... weren’t you the one rushing us to leave? Come on, let’s go..." Wang Miaomiao saw her stunned expression, which was extremely cute, and couldn’t resist patting her little head.

There wasn’t much to pack, since they had to study at home; they needed to bring their books and a change of clothes. That was it.

The two of them headed towards the school gate with their backpacks, and from afar, they saw a handsome figure standing at the entrance. Groups of young girls walked by, looking at him and whispering, giggling endlessly. Some seemed eager and were nudging each other to approach him.

Seeing this, Cheng Xue felt a twinge of pride, gently nudging Wang Miaomiao’s arm with her elbow, "That’s my little uncle, tsk tsk... still attracting all the girls. Let’s hurry before those little vixens surround him and eat him up..."

Saying this, she grabbed Wang Miaomiao’s hand and dashed across.

Wang Miaomiao was dragged along, stumbling as Cheng Xue ran towards Jiang Yan.

"Little uncle, where are you looking? You’re only allowed to look at my Sister Miaomiao."

Words that would shock anyone... thunderous and explosive.

Wang Miaomiao, due to Cheng Xue’s pull, stumbled straight towards Jiang Yan, and a pair of large hands steadily supported her waist. The searing warmth spread from her waist to her heart and cheeks.

Her hands pressed against the man’s solid chest, feeling his strong heartbeat.

With a flushed face, Wang Miaomiao quickly stepped back, turning to glare at Cheng Xue with anger, "Cheng Xue, you..."

"Sister Miaomiao, I didn’t mean to, it was inertia. I ran too fast and couldn’t stop in time." Cheng Xue looked at Wang Miaomiao’s blushing face, realizing she was in trouble, and quickly put on a pouty face, acting pitiful.

Wang Miaomiao’s heart was still racing, unable to calm down. She tightly gripped her backpack straps, sternly saying, "Next time, don’t run."

"Oh, was that Wang Miaomiao from Class 1?"

"Yes, she was the one who spoke at the opening ceremony as a representative. I didn’t realize that man was with her. Seriously, how does she end up with all the good things?"

"Are you envious? Jealous? Well, there’s nothing you can do. You’re not as pretty as her, and your grades aren’t as good either..."

"Don’t criticize me; aren’t you envious too? Pot calling the kettle black."

The words of two passing girls, sour and bitter, reached Wang Miaomiao’s ears.

Again, she looked around; the girls who had been nudging earlier were now whispering, and their gazes made her extremely uncomfortable. Remembering what Cheng Xue had said while running, she was so angry it stung.

Just as she was about to react, a voice interrupted.

"Sis, we’re here. Have you been waiting long? We ran over as soon as class ended." Wang Jia Bao and Liu Jianmin ran over one after another.

Wang Miaomiao gave Cheng Xue a glare, full of a threat to settle accounts later.

"No, we just got out too." Wang Miaomiao didn’t expect Liu Jianmin to come, "Jianmin, want to come to our house? You’re welcome..."

"Cousin," Liu Jianmin said shyly, "Jia Bao said the village is having the autumn harvest, and it’s very lively. I’ve never seen it and wanted to take a look."

"Yeah, it’s bustling." Wang Miaomiao only remembered now that it was harvest season. However, she hadn’t seen the autumn harvest scenes of this era, so had nothing much to say, quickly changing the subject, "Let me introduce you. Cheng Xue, my classmate and best friend. You’ve met Jia Bao. This is my second uncle’s eldest cousin, Liu Jianmin."

Since Cheng Xue was going home with her and could hitch a ride with Jiang Yan, she had to inform her family about it, so she had gone to the post office to call Yang Zhigang days before.

Of course, she couldn’t forget her own brother. A ride for one is a ride for two or three... no wasting resources, hehe...

They all greeted each other; they were all teenagers, still kids at heart, and could probably get along well.

"And this is..." Wang Miaomiao quickly glanced at him, still feeling awkward, seeing his expressionless face, feeling uncertain inside. She quickly introduced them, "Jiang Yan, Cheng Xue’s uncle, and your brother-in-law’s comrade. You can call him Brother Jiang."

"Hello, Brother Jiang."

"Hello, Brother Jiang."

Wang Jia Bao and Liu Jianmin stood formally, not daring to be impudent. The man’s expression and aura were... uh, somewhat indescribably intimidating.

"Alright, everyone’s here. Let’s go." Jiang Yan turned and led the way, followed by a group of tailing kids.

When nobody was watching, his fingers gently rubbed, as if savoring something... his ear twitched slightly, as if hearing something...

Behind, Wang Miaomiao whispered to Cheng Xue, "Next time you dare to spout nonsense, be careful I’ll confiscate your sketchbook."

"I won’t dare anymore, Sister Miaomiao." Cheng Xue pleaded, explaining, "It’s all because my little uncle attracts girls everywhere he goes. I’m just afraid of suddenly gaining a bunch of new aunts."

"You’re afraid of more aunts, so you push the blame on me? Do you have any conscience left? Tell me, am I more important, or is your little uncle?" Wang Miaomiao was truly exasperated by the poor excuse.

"Of course, you’re more important. My little uncle is nothing..." Cheng Xue responded without a second thought, making a wise decision with ease, "Sister, you’re my lifelong love, the confidante I’d never betray, not even for Buddha... Ah... Sister Miaomiao... my lovely hairstyle, it’s the one you did. I’d be heartbroken if it’s messed up."

"Your sweet talk is full of lies. Speak properly. If it gets messed up, I’ll do an even prettier one for you." Wang Miaomiao ruffled her hair, but she was much more at ease inside, realizing she was indeed more important.