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

After the hall was released, Han Jiao first went to say hello to the attendant, and then was taken by the princes to find the eighth bureau in the palace to make Cuju's room.

Xie Jing and Xie An had a lot of confidence in Mr. Han, and they couldn't wait to see the finished ball immediately.

Although the big boss spoke with distaste, his body followed the three of them honestly.

When the eunuchs on duty saw the three princes coming together, they hurried to find Eunuch Qi, a skilled craftsman.

Seeing Han Jiao's sketch, Eunuch Qi gasped: This whimsical nerd of the Imperial Academy, does he want to kill him in front of the little princes?

But after listening to Han Jiao's detailed description, Eunuch Qi was slightly relieved.

After all, he is the most powerful craftsman in the palace, so he understands everything. The princes couldn't understand the description. Eunuch Qi understood everything when he saw Han Jiao dancing and gesticulating.

Han Jiao's prediction sounds very feasible, but the sketch is a bit shabby.

Especially the so-called "pump", the principle is simple, it sounds like it can not only replace manpower, but also not limit the size of the mouthpiece.

If this is done, it may be recorded in the annals of history by historians, and it will be famous in history.

Eunuch Qi was overjoyed, and hurriedly urged the little eunuch to bring a pen and paper, and drew a schematic diagram of the disassembly and assembly of the parts himself, and handed it to the princes for review.

The sketch drawn by the eunuch was neat and clear, and the princes were even more excited after reading it.

Xie An still couldn't understand what kind of objects could be assembled from these parts, but felt that these drawings looked more reliable.

Standing behind him, Xie Duo glanced at the blueprint, thought for a moment, then gave the little prodigy beside him a sideways glance in surprise, and the little prodigy was also staring at him proudly.

Unexpectedly, the big boss suddenly looked sideways at him. Han Jiao, who was peeping at the boss's reaction, hurriedly looked up at the sky, with the corners of his mouth twitching triumphantly.

Han Jiao has keenly captured the sudden change in Xie Duo's eyes just now.

Now you know how powerful this Xueba is, right?Smelly brother.

After Eunuch Qi confirmed the sketch, the princes had to go back and wait obediently, at least a day or two before seeing the finished product.

Except for the eighth round, Xie Jing went to the tribute supervisor to help ask for rubber.

The boss's expression was still as cold as ice.

Only Xie An obediently said goodbye to Mr. Han.

Han Jiao was very unwilling.

After the boss accepted his Cuju improvement sketch, he still refused to reconcile with him, and left with Xie An without saying hello.

Seeing the backs of the two princes, one tall and one short leaving, Han Jiao, who nodded respectfully, raised his head suddenly and called out loudly, "His Royal Highness Ling, please stay!"

Xie Duo paused, but without looking back, he casually said, "What else is there?"

Xie An, who was not named by Mr. Han, ran back and asked, "What's wrong with Mr. Xiaobai?"

"Suddenly remembered the flirtatious eye about Cuju." Han Jiao faced Xie An, watching the back of the big boss from the corner of his eye, and said loudly: "I also have some immature assumptions."

The boss still didn't look back, just stopped there, waiting for him to finish.

It was Xie An who asked expectantly: "What are your plans, sir?"

"I have watched folk cuju competitions before, because there is only one romantic eye, and the cuju players are all bouncing around and passing the ball under the railing. I think that this kind of competition is not enough for the cuju players to fully demonstrate their flexibility and physical advantages. .”

"Merry eye" is the goal of Cuju. The ancient goal is very small, only a few laps larger than Cuju itself. It is not built on the ground, but is set in midair by railings. It is difficult to kick in when it is opened. Therefore, No need for a goalkeeper.

The way Cuju is played is very different from modern football. In ancient times, peace was the most important thing. Only when Cuju was first invented was it more competitive. Later, although players were divided into two teams, there was no competition for the ball. play.

Cuju competitions on formal occasions are more spectator-oriented. Players from both sides take turns to juggle the ball, pass the ball, and shoot, but they do not compete with each other.

Scoring the first goal is called the top spot, and scoring the next goal is called the top spot. The competitiveness is almost non-existent, and it all depends on the level of the ball and the accuracy of the ball.

Based on Han Jiao's understanding of the big boss, the modern football competition method will definitely make this kid happy.

Xie An asked curiously, "Isn't the cuju competition not flexible enough? My ninth brother is very good at kicking the ball."

Han Jiao explained: "This kind of play does not require dribbling or passing and fighting for the ball. It is definitely not flexible enough."

"Then go for a competition." Xie Duo turned around on tiptoe, and met the provocation from the little prodigy: "Let me see how flexible Mr. Cotton is."

"Didn't I say that I am more flexible..." Han Jiao realized that what he said just now was ambiguous, and hurriedly explained: "I just want to say that some old rules of Cuju are not enough to show the ability of a Cuju master."

"Then how do you want to compare." Xie Duo raised the corners of his lips and walked up to the little prodigy: "You decide the rules. If you win, I will reward you with whatever you want. If you lose..."

Seeing the perverted smile in the eyes of the big boss, Han Jiao quickly stopped him and made it clear: "I didn't say that I would compete with His Highness!"

The big boss immediately showed a regretful expression.

I actually wanted to take the opportunity to kill him just now, you stinky brother!

You, a bad student who wants to skip class and play football every day, compete with a scholar who has read poetry and books like me, are you embarrassed!

Han Jiao restrained his dissatisfaction, and explained patiently: "I just want to give His Highness some more interesting suggestions for how to play. For example, players from both sides can compete for Cuju, but physical collisions are not allowed."

"This is how our brothers play!" Xie An proudly said: "Mr. and my ninth brother thought of going together. A few years ago, he changed the rules of Cuju privately. The Cuju we play can pass the ball and compete for the ball. The Cuju game that Mister used to watch is much more fun!"

Han Jiao was taken aback for a moment, then looked at the big boss in surprise.

This kid really prefers more competitive rules of the game, so that's easy to handle.

"Scrambling for the ball alone is not enough." Han Jiao said, "Don't your Highness think that the field is too small to be used? I think it is better to build two Merry Eyes, each belonging to the two teams, and keep a stone's throw between the Merry Eyes." , the two Cuju players pass, compete, attack, and shoot into the opponent's goal. This will not only test the flexibility and skills, but the process of running back and forth will also test the physical fitness of the Cuju players."

Xie An thought for a moment, and couldn't accept it: "This... this is too difficult, Mr. Xiaobai, do you usually play cuju? If you're passing the ball..."

"I understand that this is too difficult, so there is another suggestion, which is to set the Merry Eye on the ground to reduce the difficulty of scoring."

"The eye is on the ground?" Xie An couldn't imagine.

Han Jiao nodded.

"On the ground?" Xie Duo asked, "Would you like to expand the hole tenfold for you?"

Han Jiao's eyes lit up: "I think so too!"

Seeing the big boss laughing with small canine teeth, Han Jiao realized that what the stinky brother said was teasing him for "the beauty of a chicken".

"I am serious." Han Jiao argues: "If the difficulty of scoring goals is pursued too much, then the difficulty of the Cuju players' competition must be reduced. Pass the ball, can you score?"

"That depends on who kicked it." The smelly fart boss looked arrogant.

Han Jiao: "..."

"The idea of ​​setting up two flirtatious eyes is feasible." Xie Duo stared at the little prodigy: "You come to the Cuju field to find me at the first hour of tomorrow."

Han Jiao was startled, and asked vigilantly, "What does Your Highness want to do?"

Xie Duo lowered his head and snorted, looked up at the cowardly Mr. Cotton, and asked softly, "What do you think I want to do?"

Han Jiao swallowed and said nervously: "It's agreed that I'm just giving advice, and I won't compete with you in Cuju! Anyway, I won't admit any punishment if I lose!"

Xie An comforted him, "Sir, don't be afraid, we won't be punished if we lose! You just need to be careful not to be injured by Brother Nine."

"..." Han Jiao seemed to have noticed the big boss' revenge plot.

If the big boss intends to hit him, can he avoid it?Not to be smashed into a pile of parts!

Those who know current affairs are heroes, and Han Jiao immediately chose to refuse to fight: "I'm actually not very good at Cuju."

Xie Duo raised his eyebrows: "Not really?"

"Not at all." Han Jiao immediately changed to a more accurate description.

Xie Duo tilted his head to look at the little prodigy, and asked doubtfully, "Are you afraid of me?"

Han Jiao: "..."

Xie Duo: "Then you still love to follow me?"

Han Jiao: "..."

This is all misunderstanding.

Xie Duo: "Why aren't you afraid of Sixth Brother?"

Han Jiao: "..."

Because the hero doesn't kill good people.

"Come and see me tomorrow at no time." Xie Duo was magnanimous and stopped scaring the little prodigy: "I don't need to play, but invite some colleagues from your Imperial Academy to show me the new Cuju rules you imagined."

Return to the Hanlin Academy with the order of the big boss.

Han Jiao was a little embarrassed.

If I had known that the boss just wanted him to demonstrate the rules, I wouldn't have stopped the boss from playing in person. How could there be so many colleagues in the Imperial Academy willing to accompany him to practice Cuju?

Although the relationship among colleagues was not as bad as it was when they first entered the hospital, this group of concubines had been in the court for nearly half a year, and they had already gained some political acumen. Knowing that Han Jiao had defected to the Queen of Yan, the colleagues who were afraid of Mr. Li Ge deliberately kept a distance from him.

There are only two good buddies who have a strong relationship with him. Including the colleagues who have taken the initiative to curry favor recently, there are only six people in total, and at least four more people need to be found.

"The Cuju field behind the No. [-] Institute?"

Unexpectedly, even the six buddies who had a good relationship retreated, "Xiaobai, if you want to play Cuju, we can go out of the palace after work and find a Cuju field. Where can we go to the princes' place to make trouble?"

Han Jiao explained: "I'm saying that when the sun is not over, go to the Cuju field of Nansan Institute and show the prince a kick. Let's find a place outside the palace to practice after class today."

Zhou Hao, Han Jiao's best buddy, asked, "Which prince are you going to kick it for?"

"His Royal Highness Ninth Prince."

"Pfft..." Chen Yuzheng, who was eavesdropping on the sidelines, sneered, "His Royal Highness Ling's Cuju skills are amazing, don't you know, Mr. Han? Do you still need your three-legged cat kung fu to show your shame in front of His Highness?"

Han Jiao didn't bother to explain to this guy, and replied casually: "This is His Highness's order, let me find a few colleagues, and go to the Cuju field to practice tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, the colleagues around who had been eavesdropping all turned their heads to look over.

"Your Highness wants to watch us play football?"

"real or fake?"

"His Highness will really be there? His Highness King Ling?!"

Han Jiao didn't expect the signboard of the big boss to be so easy to use. It seemed that Han Jiao was the only one in the court who was afraid of the big boss, and everyone else was trying to curry favor with them.

The situation of the Ninth Prince is very special. Although he has not cultivated his own power, the Holy Grace is his most powerful power.

He did not participate in the dispute between King Duan and King Yan, so there is no risk in currying favor with this master. In addition, everyone in the court has known the "talented deeds" of taking full responsibility for Han Jiao, and everyone in the court wanted to be with him. Climb to friendship, but this master's temperament is difficult to figure out, and the thief Han Jiao refuses to reveal his tricks to curry favor with this master.

Unexpectedly, Han Jiao would take the initiative to invite others to show his face in front of the Ninth Prince this time. This is a great opportunity!

Zhilu immediately exploded, and more than 20 auspicious people rushed forward and surrounded Han Jiao.

"Take me, Xiaobai Xiandi!"

"Why do you take me? Can you play cuju?"

"No, I can learn. Xiaobai Xiandi just said that he would go to the Cuju field after class!"

"Is cuju so easy to learn? Master Han, can you take me with you? I have loved cuju since I was a child, and I will never let you lose your reputation in front of Your Highness!"

"I will, I will too! Master Han, please take me with you!"

"Why are you squeezing! Don't squeeze our little Bai Xiandi!"

"You are the one who squeezes the most!"

"Master Han, take me with you! I know the best Cuju field in the capital, and I'll arrange to book it as soon as the shift is over!"

"Stop crowding! Let Mr. Han choose!"

……

Being suffocated, Han Jiao tried to keep everyone calm with the desk.

What is there to argue about?These people have no idea of ​​the dangers of dealing with big bosses.

The author has something to say: Mr. Xiaobai took great risks to get close to the terrifying big boss.