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

The wind is blowing, the water is cold, Xiaobai is gone... Xie Jing and Xie An are hiding a mile away.

These two princes who just said they would protect Han Jiao are really chilling.

Isn't the respect and love for the teacher enough to help them overcome their fear of the big boss!

So, Han Jiao stepped into the Nansan Institute alone, came to the Ninth Prince's dormitory, and asked the eunuch to inform him to see him.

However, the eunuch told Han Jiao that King Ling had not returned to Nansan Institute.

Han Jiao had no choice but to leave the Nansan Institute and ask the two princes for help.

"Where did Brother Nine go?" Xie An was also at a loss: "Could it be that he was too angry to relax?"

Xie Jing said anxiously: "I still have to study music theory later on. The others are gone, and the teacher will sue the master!" After speaking, he turned his head and told the eunuch: "Prepare the horse! Lord, go and chase him back!"

"Your Highness, don't worry." Han Jiao stepped forward and said, "The Ninth Prince may not have left the palace, I guess..."

A while later, the two princes accompanied Han Jiao to the Cuju field, and they saw the Ninth Prince practicing Cuju skills alone in the field.

"Mister is really good at predicting things!" Xie An admired Mr. Xiaobai a little bit more every day!

"I'll call Ninth Brother over." Xie Jing volunteered.

"No need." Han Jiao lifted up the hem of his clothes and tucked them into his waist, rolled up his sleeves and tucked them to his elbows. He looked at the big boss on the field with a determined expression, and said in a low voice, "I will practice Cuju with him."

"Sir!" The two princes hurried forward to stop him.

"Brother Nine must have no place to vent his anger before he came to play football!" Xie An said anxiously: "Sir, just wait here, he is tired from playing, and then talk to him."

Xie Jing also persuaded seriously: "Yes, sir, wait patiently, it's too dangerous to go there at this time."

Han Jiao stared fixedly at Xie Duo in the distance, and said in a low voice, "He is very uncomfortable, so uncomfortable that he has to play football to clear his mind. If I just wait here, and wait for him to work hard to hide all the pain, then I will go to bed again." Use his patience to poke his sore spots..." Han Jiao shook his head: "Then I'm not worthy to be his attendant."

He is also not worthy of Xie Duo's kindness.

Xie Jing still wanted to dissuade him, but was forced back by the stubborn and determined look on Han Jiao's face.

"Sir, be careful, don't...don't stand in the way of Ninth Brother...speak away from him." Xie An also gave a final reminder.

Han Jiao thanked the two princes for their concern, but he didn't agree to Xie An's reminder. He strode onto the Cuju field and rushed directly in front of Xie Duo, trying to defend and even grab the ball.

His cuju skills were already limited, not to mention Han Jiao was at a loss in front of Xie Duo, and was constantly being thrown off by Xie Duo, but he caught up with him time and time again.

Xie Duo didn't try to attack the goal, he was just dribbling and bouncing the ball, wasting his energy, but he refused to practice with Han Jiao.

After an unknown amount of time, the frequency of appearances of the little prodigy who kept rushing towards him slowed down, from sprinting to moving towards him panting.

Sweat dripped down Han Jiao's chin in clusters. Although he was so tired that he looked dazed, he still stared at the ball under Xie Duo's feet, using all his strength to fight and defend on his own.

After half an hour.

Han Jiao couldn't take it anymore, he was almost at his limit.

He'd always been confident in his physical strength, but this stinky brother wasn't a fucking human being at all.

Han Jiao just wanted to participate in Xie Duo's way of venting, so that he could let go of his guard, but this was an impossible task.

He can only participate in this venting in another way, such as using his good mouth skills.

Han Jiao stopped his clumsy defensive movements, put his hands on his hips, panted and said, "You are very powerful, Xie Duo."

"What did you call me?" Xie Duo was so startled that he almost stomped on the ball.

Han Jiao put his hands on his hips, seeing death as home, and he didn't avoid name taboos. Calling the big boss's name made it easier for Xie Duo to focus on his words.

"I said you are very good, Xie Duo." Han Jiao panted hard, trying to restore his oxygen-deprived brain: "But it's a pity that you are good alone. If you meet the Cuju team I trained, you will definitely lose. .”

Xie Duo was stunned, and his eyes on Han Jiao changed from "drag it out and chop it up" to "is he tired and stupid" to "how could this king lose".

"I'm not crazy, I'm serious." Han Jiao panted until the smell of rust came out of his throat, still aggressive, he looked up at the big boss: "You...you haven't lost a game so far, it's just because...the Cuju team didn't... …didn’t train according to the…rules I devised.”

Xie Duo looked down at the little prodigy, "Have you finished your last words?"

"Not yet." Han Jiao raised his head and took another long breath, finally calming down a bit: "If you don't believe me, we'll have a match in two months, you can choose your own team's kickers first, and the rest of the kickers, Let me train. I will let you see that Cuju is not a one-person battle. Everyone’s responsibility and close cooperation are indispensable. In the real field, if there is no qualified central midfielder to control the overall situation, no teammates will start for you. Vision pass, you are nothing but a trapped beast!"

"You are guilty." Xie Duo stared coldly at the crazy little prodigy: "Han Jiao, who gave you the courage to be lawless in front of me? I can put you into Beizhen Fusi dungeon right now."

"It was given by His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince of Da Chu, and it was given by Xie Duo." Han Jiao clenched his trembling fists and roared, "You gave it to me!"

"I gave it?" Xie Duo nodded his head and said: "Okay, even if I was at fault, you step back immediately, and I can forgive you for a while."

"You make me think I'm your friend." Han Jiao continued, clenched his fists, "I think friends are qualified and have the power to relieve your pain, if I misunderstood, if you actually just take me as a joke slave, then you can punish me now."

A moment of silence.

Xie Duo looked down at the ground, and asked in a deep voice, "What exactly do you want to do?"

"I want to tell you." Han Jiao's voice softened: "No matter how powerful the strong man is, he will be in trouble. Many things cannot be done by one person, but a group of people can do it together. Your seventh brother is trapped in the trap right now." On the other side of the goal, you can't see what's stopping you from saving him, just rushing with brute force, you will only break the rules, you will be sent off, and the two of you will lose together in the end. But if, if you will believe me this' Avant-garde', let me tell you which road can be broken through, which teammates can be trusted, and those obstacles that you can't see clearly but can't break through will definitely be thrown away one by one."

Xie Duo frowned and closed his eyes: "How do you know what is the obstacle that traps me? You don't even know my seventh brother."

"I have met King Duan and even talked to him once." Han Jiao said solemnly.

Xie Duo raised his head with a wry smile, tilted his head and looked at Han Jiao, and said, "Have we talked once? Then you know him too well. Have you ever seen him scream with his head in his arms? Have you ever seen him pull his hair desperately? Have you ever seen him bite someone else?" Don't you let go? How are you going to treat these abnormal behaviors? Cut off his hands, or pull out his teeth?"

Han Jiao looked calm: "I never thought of using external force to stop your seventh brother's abnormal behavior. These behaviors cannot be eradicated by external force and scolding, and the more suppressed, the more serious it will be."

Xie Duo narrowed his eyes and looked at Han Jiao suspiciously.

"Your seventh brother is injured, he is injured." Han Jiao looked deeply at Xie Duo: "When I saw him that day, I said 'I've been used to drinking white water since I was a child', and suddenly touched Duan Wang's sore spot and made him Almost lost control, if I guessed correctly, when his nurse was alive, he probably didn't like drinking tea, and said he was used to drinking plain water."

Xie Duo didn't speak.

Han Jiao continued: "His injury is so serious that he will be hurt by such a trivial memory. Is it possible to let him suffer so much to death?"

"His wet nurse is dead." Xie Duo said expressionlessly, "How do you want him to recover? The woman is dead, Brother Seven seems to have had an arm cut off, no matter how he is treated, he will still be crippled."

Han Jiao took a step forward and looked firmly at Xie Duo: "If his wet nurse can be his arm, so can others. Maybe no one can replace the support that his wet nurse gives him, but as long as he accepts and even seeks With the support of more people, the broken vacancy in my heart can always be filled."

"The problem is that he..." Xie Duo closed his eyes in despair: "He dare not let any outsider approach him."

"I have a solution!" Han Jiao took out the healing game from his bosom and handed it to Xie Duo: "As long as you are willing to try, if Duan Wang doesn't get better, I will go to the dungeon to confess the crime myself!"

Xie Duo stared down at the blueprint in his hand, the crooked picture on the first page was really not convincing.

"This is just a schematic diagram!" Mr. Han, the soul painter, also knew that he was embarrassed, so he personally demonstrated the movements and explained the rules of the game.

Xie Duomian took the blueprint because of his difficulty, and compared the silly movements of the little prodigy to try to figure out the meaning of the picture.

"The first game is that simple." After Han Jiao finished explaining, he looked up at the big boss happily: "Do you understand? Thank you..."

Xie Duo slanted his eyes at him!

"Thank you...His Royal Highness Ling patiently listened to the minister's explanation." Han Jiao, who had recovered his life, immediately became obedient and cherished his life, and did not dare to call the big boss by his name.

Three days later in the morning, Mr. Attendant Han Xiaobai led the three princes to form a truant team and came to Duanwang Mansion together.

The appearance and momentum of the gate of this palace is far worse than that of Yanwang Palace, even the guards look sick.

Probably no one would forcefully rush into the palace to ask to see King Duan, it would be nice to have some bodyguards.

The four of them did not ask the porter to inform them, Xie Duo led the way directly into Duan Wang's mansion, and came to the second courtyard.

"It's up to you, Your Highness!" Han Jiao encouraged the big boss with his eyes.

Xie Duo nodded, bravely holding the ball, and walked into the main room.

Xie Jing took Han Jiao and Xie An from the corner gate to the gazebo in the corner of the back garden and sat down.

The wait was longer than expected.

"Don't Prince Duan like playing games with the Ninth Prince?" Han Jiao asked in a low voice.

"That depends on what kind of game it is." Xie Jing replied in a low voice: "Lao Qi has a headache when he sees the ball. When he was a child, he was always forced to play Cuju by Lao Jiu. After leaving the palace, he was finally relieved. Today, I saw Lao Jiu bringing the ball to him. ,possible……"

Before he finished speaking, he saw two familiar figures walking in from the courtyard gate.

"Here we come." Han Jiao cheered up.

Xie Xiu listlessly followed the ninth brother into the back garden.

"I'm going to bounce the ball, Seventh Brother, just watch." Xie Duo said this out loud according to Han Jiao's request.

Xie Xiu said, "Okay."

Xie Duo hesitated for a while, continued to follow the instructions, turned his head to look at the pavilion, and shouted: "I'm going to bounce the ball, old eight, old ten, you watch."

Han Jiao said that this is to let the other two princes join the game from a distance, and Xie Xiu will not feel threatened.

However, Xie Xiu's calm face suddenly became flustered. Following Xie Duo's gaze, he looked at the pavilion, and immediately turned back to look at his younger brother in panic: "You...you...you bring someone...bring someone to me..."

"It's okay, they just stood there watching me juggle the ball." Xie Duo stepped forward and grabbed Xie Xiu's wrist to prevent him from pulling his hair or something like that.

The author has something to say: Cotton Jing called Lao Gong by his name!