Male supporting role guide [Quick Transmigration]

"You..." Ye Mingxuan opened his mouth, but only one word popped out of his mouth, and then there was no more words.

The movements in Ji Juewen's hands paused, his head tilted slightly, he gently closed the book in his hand and turned around, "Is there any problem?"

"That..." Ye Mingxuan scratched his hair with his index finger, and said nervously, "It's nothing, do you... come to this library often?"

He didn't know why he was nervous, but when this person looked at him, his body seemed to subconsciously tense up.

"I'm a librarian," Ji Juewen stared at Ye Mingxuan and said, "Is there anything I can help you with?"

"...No, it's just that I haven't noticed that there is a library here before, so I'm just a little curious." Maybe his voice is too nice?His nervous feeling suddenly disappeared, Ye Mingxuan smiled and said, "Sorry to bother you, I'll just take a look."

He nodded politely to Ji Juewen, hesitated for a while before turning around and leaving.

Ji Juewen didn't sit back immediately, but took his book and stared at Ye Mingxuan's direction for a while before looking away.He raised his hand and put the book in his hand back on the shelf, and took down another book.

The book trembled slightly, but tried hard not to laugh out loud: Master Ghost King is so itchy, so itchy, can you not scratch here! QWQ

Ji Juewen glanced at him, his face was calm and expressionless, and in the eyes of the surrounding ghosts, he was not angry and pretentious, so he couldn't help shaking his pages, pretending to be dead.

"..." It's itchy, itchy, should I tell Lord Ghost King that it's really itchy? ? QUR

No one knows that the stern and elegant Lord Ghost King, who seems to them to be serious and elegant, is actually happy in his heart at this moment. How can he tell them that this Lord Ghost King likes to look at their hearts with thousands of words, but he dare not say them and can only work hard in his heart. What about the suffocated (poor) look?

Maybe it was influenced by the real ghost king?

Go to hell!That person didn't know where he disappeared with his shell. The body he's staying now is a system imitation. How can there be any influence at all? !

But no matter what, it can't change the fact that Ji Juewen, after staring at the little black book in his hand for a while, then gently...really lightly scratched the spine of the book again.

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"Hahahahahaha--!!!"

Poor little black book let out a series of very ecstatic laughter "like silver bells" trying to break the sky!

Ye Mingxuan, who was defenseless in the distance, fell to the ground in embarrassment.All kinds of books that were affected by the innocent also fell to the ground.

Ji Juewen: "..." The prank seems to be overdone?

Little Black Book: "..." Miserable, miserable, dying, dying! qaq

After three seconds of silence, a drop of water fell into the library pipe like boiling oil, and the pot exploded in an instant——

"Ah!! Who the hell is laughing! What's so funny about laughing!"

"My mother, my back! It hurts me to death!"

"Woooooh, Mom, Yuanyuan was bullied, and it hurt so much when Yuanyuan fell to the ground! QAQ"

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, mom is here, Yuanyuan won't cry, hiss~ my old waist!"

"Which wicked person is it! Old man, I am so old and still tormenting my old man!"

"Ah! I'm disfigured! I'm disfigured—!"

"Get the hell out of here! I'm going to be out of breath!"

There were chaotic shouts, men, women, children, and old people. The quiet library suddenly turned into a noisy vegetable market, and Ye Mingxuan was so busy that he was already standing on the ground in a daze. Get up and forget.

And the real culprit of all these things, Ji Juewen, just coughed twice, pretending that he hadn't done any bad things, and put this poor little black book back on the shelf.

Calling a book at random, Ji Juewen, who sat back on the chair with a noble and majestic style, was very easily cleared of the suspicion, or no one at all... the ghost would doubt him.

Little Black Book: ... But Wang really tickled me! QQ

Ghost A: How could Wang do such a thing?

Ghost B: Too much!Not only did he lie, but he dared to frame the king!

Ghost C: How could someone as majestic and noble as Wang scratch you?It must be your illusion!

Ghost D: No matter what, the king is absolutely right!

The final result was that the little black book shrank in the corner of the bookshelf tearfully, thinking silently whether it was really his memory that was wrong?

...Ji Juewen, your conscience has been eaten by dogs.

Ji Juewen, who had his conscience eaten by a dog, sat on a chair, reading a book in a good mood, and the corners of his mouth curled up rarely.

The mood seems to be very good recently.

Smiling and laughing, a cold face suddenly appeared in his mind.It was his own face before, and it was three parts like that person.When will he be so relaxed to play tricks on others?

Before the age of eight.

Since when did he seem to never really smile again?

After the age of eight.

The slight curvature of the corner of the mouth has long since disappeared, and Ji Juewen's long eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes, making it difficult for people to see the expression in his eyes clearly.

"Wang, we can't forgive him easily!"

"Teach him a lesson!"

"Yes yes yes!"

"See if he dares to be so scary!"

"Wang, how are we going to teach him a lesson?"

"king……"

A group of chattering voices pulled his thoughts out.Seeing these ghosts flying around him, contorting various expressions on the cover of a book, the coldness in Ji Juewen's heart suddenly dissipated.

He squinted his eyes, put on a serious expression, and thought seriously, "What do you think?"

The ghosts were very satisfied with Ji Juewen throwing back the question again, and began to come up with ideas in a hurry.

Ghost A: "Throw him in the water and dry him with a hair dryer!"

Little Black Book burst into tears: No, no, no!It's so uncomfortable to be blown by a hair dryer!And my paper will become crumpled and ugly!

Ghost B: "Hang him at the door as a wind chime!"

The little black book is pitiful: don't!It's so hot outside that the paper all over his body will be tanned, and then he will turn into a little black book that no one likes!

Ghost C: "Let him play with that silly big yellow dog raised by the owner nearby!"

Little Black Book's teary eyes: Don't!That big yellow dog will definitely drip saliva on me!What if its claws accidentally tore out the pages of my book!

The ghosts talked a lot, and finally looked at Ji Juewen expectantly, and said in unison, "Wang, which one do you want to choose?"

Ji Juewen: "..." She seemed to feel that she was slightly sorry for him.

Little Black Book: "..." Help!

Ji Juewen coughed dryly twice to cover up his innocence, and finally said with a straight face, "I will punish you...to be a wind chime for a day." He still chose the lightest one among all the proposals.

Then the little black book was sent to the gate by the ruthless Lord Ghost King, and hung on the gate as a string of jingling wind chimes.

Little Black Book: "..." QAQ

"Okay, let's all go back." With a wave of Ji Juewen's hand, all the books were neatly arranged on the bookshelf again by size and category.

Only then did he look at Ye Mingxuan who came over when the ghosts were discussing how to deal with the little black book, and asked calmly, "Is there a problem?"

There was no surprise on Ji Juewen's face as calm as water, just like Ye Mingxuan didn't hear anything at all just now, nor did he see any flying or talking books, let alone Ji Jue Wen Bu waved his hand, and the little black book that caused public outrage was hung pitifully at the gate...

But the truth is - these books can fly and talk.

Ye Mingxuan poked the book closest to him, and the book trembled immediately, "What are you doing, don't you know this is itchy?!"

Ye Mingxuan: "..." My heart is complicated at the moment.

"Ghost... library?" Ye Mingxuan murmured.

"What ghost library?"

"Sounds scary?"

"Stupid! Aren't we just that kind of ghost? What are we afraid of?"

"That's right!"

"I heard that's what the outside world calls our place."

"Well, it seems pretty cool, haha."

The ghosts started chattering again and the discussions became more heated. Ye Mingxuan was still a little scared, but suddenly dissipated, probably because he just watched an annual drama of the ghosts?

Thinking of this, Ye Mingxuan suddenly wanted to laugh. The little black book that was hung outside the door was still trying to turn around to see what happened inside.

Suddenly, a book with a dark brown cover flew obliquely towards Ye Mingxuan.

"Aren't you afraid of us?" Soft and soft, it seemed to be a little girl's voice came from this dark brown book that divided its pages into two as wings to keep agitating.

She was obviously a little curious, "The living people who came in before were very scared, and kept yelling, making me unable to sleep!" At the end, there was a palpable unhappiness in her voice .

"Not afraid." Ye Mingxuan replied with a smile.Perhaps it was because the book spoke in a little girl's voice, so the image of a little girl appeared in his mind involuntarily.

"Why?" asked the dark brown book again.

"Because you don't look scary." Ye Mingxuan replied, and he laughed in the tone of talking to a child, "I even think you are cute."

The dark brown flew happily around Ye Mingxuan twice, and then said proudly, "Of course, my mother said that I am the cutest child in the world!"

Ye Mingxuan was amused by her tone, and suddenly asked curiously, "Why are you different from other books? Not only can you fly, but you can also talk?"

"Because there is a soul sealed in every book." Ji Juewen said lightly.