What am I thinking when I'm cheating on the male supporting role [Transmigration Book]

"That's right, it's him!"

"No, it's not."

Xie An and Xie Jing gave different answers at the same time.

The school bully third prince looked suspiciously at his two younger brothers.

Xie An and Xie Jing showed terrified expressions on their faces at the same time, and then looked at each other with reproachful eyes.

The third prince squinted his eyes, and said in a low and gloomy voice: "Is he that concubine?"

"Yes..." Xie An couldn't comprehend the lie of the starling to protect Han Jiao's safety, and answered honestly with aggrieved words: "He is Mr. Han."

"It's not that Mr. Han!" Xie Jing nervously made his last effort to save Han Jiao: "Yes..." He danced and gestured: "It's another Mr. Han. There are two Mr. Han in the Imperial Academy."

Han Jiao turned around, saluted following Xie Jing's words, "Han has met His Royal Highness the Third Prince."

"Oh." Seeing Han Jiao's true face, the third prince raised his chin, turned his head to look at Xie Jing, and asked softly, "There are two Mr. Han in the Imperial Academy, and they are still so young?"

"..." Xie Jing looked at Han Jiao reluctantly, and suddenly said in surprise: "What a coincidence, why is Mr. Han so young and promising? It's really strange ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Ahhhh!"

Han Jiao was taken aback by Xie Jing's sudden rising sound, thinking that your acting skills are a little too exaggerated, so he glanced away from the corner of his eye, only to find that it was the third prince who used his special skill, Monkey Stealing Peach.

Appeared.

One of the wonders of the original.

Just a word of disagreement...

Forbidden technique: The third prince steals peaches!

Once you catch one, you can't hide it.

Xie Jing, who was caught at the vital point, had a grim expression, and grabbed the third brother's wrist to beg for mercy: "Third brother, I'm joking! He's Han Jiao! He's Han Jiao! Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

Han Jiao: "..." Your confession is too fast, can you learn a little bit about the will of heroes and martyrs.

The third prince let go of his hand, turned his toes, and walked slowly in front of Han Jiao, with light steps, like the top predator.

Han Jiao swallowed.

"You are Han Jiao." Before the third prince showed his power, he would use his aura to scare the other party's soul away. The specific method was to look into the other party's eyes from a very close distance.

Now the tip of his nose is almost touching the bridge of Han Jiao's nose, neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere seemed to be about to kiss with tongue.

"I heard many people praised my nine brothers yesterday." The three princes whispered with Han Jiao's face: "My nine brothers were violently stunned, and I knew that you were my big Chu Dongliang."

"Don't dare..." Han Jiao couldn't help turning his head away but he didn't dare to back away. He felt that if he didn't turn his head away, he would really kiss the perverted school bully.

In that way, the life I expected of Zaifu might deviate in the strange direction of "Wrong Kiss, The School Bully Next Door Is a Little Bad".

"Don't you dare? My younger brother asked you for some advice, so you wrote a whole article specifically to show off your talent? Now, are you satisfied?" The third prince narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was about to launch an attack .

Han Jiao subconsciously blocked his "vital parts" with his hands: "For what happened to His Highness, I am heartbroken."

"Then you came to look for him again? Haven't you shown enough talent?" The third prince started to move his wrist.

Han Jiao's desire to survive is on the surface: "No, I was ordered to go to the Hall of Mental Cultivation to deliver the booklet today, and happened to pass by here."

"Just passing by?" The third prince asked suspiciously: "Then you just stood there with your head down for a long time, who are you waiting for?"

"No...no, Weichen...I lost my purse, I lowered my head to look for it." Just now when he heard the third prince coming, Han Jiao's reflex arc was a little longer, and he missed the best time to escape, so he could only find an excuse to cover up .

"Really?" The third prince looked down and looked around: "What color purse?"

Han Jiao hurriedly replied: "I'm afraid it's lost somewhere else, I'd better go somewhere else..."

"What color is the purse!"

"off white!"

The third prince's sudden roar shocked Han Jiao into telling the truth.

"Off-white?" The third prince resumed his questioning attitude.

"Yes……"

The third prince suddenly launched an attack. He raised his hand and grabbed Han Jiao's sleeve. With lightning speed, he touched Han Jiao's sleeve pocket, and took out a beige purse from it!

"Is this the one you lost?" The third prince's eyes were full of murderous intent.

Han Jiao made a final struggle before the death line: "Ah! So it's here? I remember keeping it in my arms, look at my memory! I really... Thank you so much, Your Highness, I still pointed at this place this month. A few coppers to fill my stomach..."

"You little cunning!" The third prince grabbed Han Jiao by the collar!

"Third brother! Forget it, third brother! Mr. Xiaobai, go back to the Imperial Academy!" Xie Jing hurried over to persuade the fight, Xie An was already petrified by the side.

"Resign, my minister! Resign, my minister!" Han Jiao wanted to resign, but the third prince's iron fist pinched the collar of his collar, and he couldn't pull it out.

The three of them huddled together, pushing and shoving back and forth.

With a sound of "dong", an oil-paper bag fell out of Han Jiao's arms.

The three of them stopped at the same time and looked down at the oiled paper bag on the ground.

The third prince: "What is this?"

Han Jiao: "Tea."

The third prince: "Why is there the words Yongchang Pharmacy on it?"

Han Jiao wanted to grab the medicine bag and run away, but the third prince picked up the medicine bag one step ahead of him, smelled it, and looked at him fiercely: "Did you come here specially to deliver medicine to my ninth brother?"

Han Jiao completely gave up hope of life, and the dead pig watched the third prince calmly, not afraid of the boiling water: "That's right, His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince was beaten, and I cannot absolve myself of the blame. Although this gift is meager, I have entrusted my heart."

"You want to come to Ninth Brother to show your courtesy again!" The third prince glared: "That policy theory is not enough for you to gain fame? You still use this piece of shit to make a fool of yourself! Go back to your Imperial Academy quickly! You are not allowed to visit them in the future! "

After finishing speaking, he threw the package of medicinal materials into the corner of the wall.

Han Jiao didn't answer, but suddenly raised his hand, his wide sleeves rubbed the air rustling.

The third prince was actually startled by his sudden momentum and leaned back a bit, thinking that he was about to make a move.

However, Han Jiao just folded his hands with a cold expression, bowed to him, then turned around straight, walked to the corner, stooped to pick up the medicine bag on the ground, got up and dusted off the dust with his hands, and stuffed it back into his arms , walked away with a cold face.

"Mr. Xiaobai is angry..." Xie An whispered.

The third prince came back to his senses, and said angrily: "How dare he be angry! A villain trying to catch fame! That's just deliberately showing off his writing skills, trying to show his face in front of the ninth brother, and ended up making such a big incident!"

"Third brother." Xie Jing couldn't listen anymore, and argued angrily in a low voice: "Mr. Han didn't show off his writing skills, he is a very down-to-earth person."

The third prince glared at him: "You know?"

"Of course I know!" Xie Jing lowered his head and took out a stack of paperwork from his sleeve, and handed it to the third brother: "This is the Hong Fan policy theory I copied from my father, the one written by the master for the ninth brother, please take a look." , Not a single sentence here is empty words, but all of them are strategies for controlling the people that are put into practice."

The third prince sneered disdainfully, snatched the stack of policy theory from Xie Jing's hand with a "swish", looked at everything with disgust, and was ready to scold at any time.

However, when he saw the third page in a blink of an eye, the third prince's expression changed.

He glanced sideways at Xie Jing, then looked down at another page.

Because I read it too quickly at the beginning, and the outline of this strategy is logically progressive, if I can't understand it in the front, I won't be able to contact it later, so the third prince had to go back to the first page to read it carefully.

Watching and watching, the school bully's expression gradually showed a bit of humility and admiration for a scumbag. The third prince raised his head, looked around, but couldn't find any tables and chairs, so he walked to the gate of the courtyard and sat on the threshold. Look carefully.

Xie An also sat next to the third brother and looked at it together, and asked curiously: "Why do you say that if you want to achieve your goals, you must first find out the needs of your subordinates?"

Xie Jing immediately became interested, and explained to his younger brother: "This is the Confucian way of being a gentleman, the Master said..."

"Fart!" The third prince raised his eyes and glared at the nerdy eighth brother: "Are you serious about it? As mentioned in the previous outline of the policy theory, find out everyone's needs and make your goals try to include everyone's interests. Let everyone use more than [-]% of their strength to fight hard, otherwise no matter how many people there are, it will be a mess!"

Xie Jing was stunned for a moment, carefully recalled the outline, and suddenly realized: "So that's what the article 'The One Who Controls His Subordinates Wins If He Takes His Desire'? The third brother explained it wonderfully!"

The third prince showed a proud expression.

Xie An dismantled the stage untimely: "That's not because Mr. Han wrote it well!"

The third prince stared!

Xie An immediately shrank his neck timidly.

"What is this? It's just mediocre writing..." The third prince plucked up his courage and bragged: "On this level, how can they blow it so well? Brother can... also write it..."

"Really?" Xie An immediately looked at the third brother with admiration.

Xie Jing also came alive: "We haven't seen the theory written by the third brother yet, do you still have it there, sir? Let's find it and have a look?"

"Don't!" The third prince stopped immediately.

The two younger brothers who were startled: "What's wrong?"

The third prince realized that he had lost his composure, cleared his throat, and said calmly: "You are too young to understand the profound meaning in Ge Ce Lun for the time being, just read what this surname Han wrote first, it is easy to understand."

"Oh——" Xie An nodded: "Then how old can we be to understand the theory written by the third brother?"

The third prince thought for a while, then patted the scumbag brother on the head: "In another 20 years."

Han Jiao was very angry.

The evil feudal society simply does not regard intellectuals as human beings.

He wrote a policy theory with his heart, but he was said to be courteous for his fame and reputation.

Does he need to be courteous to the big boss?

Sending a package of medicine also said that he was courteous.

This is the medicine he borrowed money to buy.

As far as Shujishi's salary is concerned, this huge expense is enough for him to save more than half a year.

He just threw it away.

Pissed off. Pissed off.

Han Jiao lowered his head and wiped the pack of medicine in his bosom again.

Fortunately, when he was chasing the serialization, he liked the third prince quite a bit.

Although the school tyrant was irritable in the original book, he was a clear-cut person, but he died a bit miserably in the end, and he was also trying to save his younger brother, so he was a bit heroic.

This is the first time they met today, Han Jiao was completely disillusioned, the school bully is simply an unreasonable bully.

He is not allowed to meet the big boss.

This is what annoys him the most.

Isn't this package of medicine bought for nothing?More than ten taels of silver.

I hope the boss's injury will heal slowly, he has to find a chance to send it off again.

The author has something to say:

Xie Duo:? ? ?

Do you love the money for the medicine or the hand of the master?

I hope that the eighth and tenth brothers will dig out the homework of the third brother in the early years and compare it with Mr. Han's strategy in a pragmatic spirit, Amen.

The third school bully: Don't!