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

Han Jiao didn't speak, and was still immersed in the joy of the smooth progress of the first game.

Xie Xiu is now able to calmly pay attention to Xie An's behavior. Han Jiao hopes that this state can last longer, even until Xie Xiu's strength is exhausted, and then remind Xie Duo to end the game.

Han Jiao hopes that this first game can bring Xie Xiu a complete and fulfilling interactive experience.

But time waits for no one, what Xie Jing said was right, it was too late, and he couldn't explain to the bachelor in charge.

What Han Jiao occupied was his own class time, and he had already consulted with the academician in charge for instructions, the excuse was that he wanted to take the princes out of the palace to visit the scenery and inspire their enthusiasm for impromptu poetry.

After a little delay, the head of the academy shouldn't embarrass him... right?

"It's okay, let them play for a while." Han Jiao went all out, believing that his talk skills were enough to save the day, and decided to race against time to make Xie Xiu feel more secure and happy.

Seeing that Xie Xiu accepted Xie An's joining, Xie Duo deliberately made trouble and kicked a fast ball at Xie An.

Xie An hurriedly intercepted, but failed to catch up. He ran to chase the ball back, and then took advantage of his unpreparedness to launch a counterattack, but Xie Duo easily caught the ball.

Xie An snorted with disappointment, and stomped at Xie Duo.

"Hey! Hey!" Xie Xiu, who saw the whole process, looked at his two younger brothers and smirked.

It's been a long time since I understood the fun of this kind of group, Xie Xiu's grinning expression contained a bit of sadness of reunion after a long absence, and he eagerly watched the two younger brothers stumbling each other.

Xie Xiu's happiness infected the two brothers present. Xie Duo and Xie An endured their excitement and didn't need to disturb Xie Xiu's relaxed mood at the moment.

Everything went perfectly, even Han Jiao in the gazebo couldn't hold back the upturned corners of his mouth.

unexpected.

Xie Duo suddenly made a feint and kicked the ball back to Xie Xiu that was going to be passed to Xie An.

Han Jiao's heart skipped a beat, this fake move was not in the plan, will it scare Xie Xiu!

Xie An froze when he was about to catch the ball, and looked at Brother Nine blankly, but he didn't dare to look at the ball rolling towards Brother Seven, for fear of seeing Brother Seven lose control.

Han Jiao became nervous, paying attention to Xie Xiu's reaction from the corner of his eye.

The unexpected ball made Xie Xiu stunned for a moment, his movements to catch the ball were a little clumsier than before, and the smirk on his face disappeared.

After catching the ball, Xie Xiu looked at Ninth Brother. He was about to kick the ball over, but he didn't move his feet. He hesitated for a moment, then turned to look at Xie An.

Xie An stared blankly at the ninth brother with an aggrieved expression.

Xie An was blaming Xie Duo for not playing the game according to Mr. Xiaobai's request, and worried that this fake move would scare Seventh Brother and mess everything up.

Xie Xiu is not good at understanding non-verbal expressions, and Xie An's aggrieved expression was misunderstood by him as the loss of not getting the ball.

The three people who were originally in a harmonious atmosphere suddenly became an isolated island. Xie Duo seemed to be regretting his rash advance, and he didn't dare to look at Xie Xiu's expression. He only stared at the ball under Xie Xiu's feet, hoping that he would respond normally and pass it back to him.

However, Xie Xiu just stood there stupidly, the smile on his face disappeared, and he became a little at a loss.

Han Jiao clenched his fists, wanting to end the game immediately, so as not to aggravate Xie Xiu's nervousness.

"Old ten?"

This youthful and nervous call stunned everyone.

Xie An couldn't believe it at all, Seventh Brother actually called out to him, he didn't know whether he should respond, and hurriedly looked at Han Jiao from the corner of his eye, only to find that Mr. Xiaobai was nodding frantically like a chicken pecking at rice.

With Han Jiao's permission, Xie An immediately turned his head and looked at Xie Xiu shyly: "Seventh brother?"

Xie Xiu was not talking, he lowered his head silently, raised his foot tremblingly, and kicked the ball towards Xie An nervously and clumsily.

With a soft "boom", the ball was caught by Xie An.

Xie Xiu actually took the initiative to pass the ball to someone other than the ninth brother.

After this unexpected action, Xie Xiu pursed his lips tightly, raised his shoulders, and looked away, not daring to face Xie An's reaction, and only observed secretly from the corner of his eye.

Xie An excitedly smiled at Xie Xiu, then proudly showed off to Brother Ninth, showing off that Brother Seven passed the ball to him.

Such a reaction made Xie Xiu's nervous expression suddenly turn into a surprised smile.

Feeling Xie An's emotions because of himself, Xie Xiu felt an indescribable sense of excitement, which made him start to nod sharply.

Xie Duo who was not far away was stunned.

It has been many years since Xie Xiu made such a move.

When Xie Xiu was a child, he liked to tinker with ingenious devices. Every time he made something satisfactory, he would show it to his nurse.

After receiving the surprise praise from the wet nurse, Xie Xiu would shake his head like this and smile and nod. Sometimes, his entire upper body would sway back and forth accordingly.

"Mr. Xiaobai," Xie Jing said in a low voice, stunned, "You are really amazing."

Han Jiao didn't understand the meaning of Xie Xiu's action, and he was quite nervous, so he turned to look at Xie Jing: "What's wrong?"

Xie Jing pursed his lips and suppressed a smile. After a long time, he turned his head to look at Han Jiao, and said softly, "You said that you can restore Lao Qi to the character he had before the age of 11. Originally, only Lao Shi believed it. Now..." He turned Looking at Xie Xiu who was shaking his head, he said in a hoarse voice: "The seventh child has started to learn how to play a tumbler."

Han Jiao didn't quite understand, but Xie Xiu didn't seem to be out of control, "Why is he shaking back and forth like this?"

Xie Jing shrugged: "No one can explain it, but I know one thing. The last time I saw him swing back and forth like this was before his wet nurse passed away."

Han Jiao was stunned for a moment, then suddenly took a breath, and understood the meaning of Xie Xiu's performance!

His brain was buzzing with excitement, Han Jiao's eyes were red, and he took a few deep breaths before looking at Xie Xiu calmly, feeling the joy and relaxation that he had not seen for a long time at this moment.

In the first game, because of Xie Duo's whimsical fake move, the progress increased sharply. In the subsequent games, Xie Xiu even took the initiative to pass the ball to Xie An, seeming to fully accept the game of three people.

After realizing that Xie Xiu was out of breath, Han Jiao gestured to Xie Duo and Xie An to end.

After receiving the instructions, Xie An was the first to express his fatigue, and Xie Duo asked the two brothers to play again on another day, then greeted the eunuch and brought three bowls of herbal tea.

The two princes gathered towards Xie Xiu as planned, but Xie Xiu didn't retreat, looked at Xie Duo and then at Xie An with a smirk, and said, "Are you tired?"

Xie Duo smiled with sharp teeth, Xie An just nodded, Han Jiao had instructed in advance that in this step of treatment, there should be as little verbal communication as possible, and only a natural sense of intimacy made Xie Xiu let go of his vigilance.

After the tea was served, Xie Duo picked up a cup and began to drink water. Xie An waited for a while, then picked up a cup as well.

Xie Xiu's depersonalization caused by traumatic stress made him more numb to physical discomfort. He heard the sound of his two younger brothers drinking water, and he felt thirsty slowly. Finally, he also picked up water from the tray. I took a few sips.

Xie Duo and Xie An stared at Xie Xiu from the corner of their eyes, and the moment he put the tea cups into the tray, the two brothers put the tea cups into the tray together at the same time, and with a simultaneous "boom", the empty tea cups of the three were put together.

The three laughed in unison.

It was Han Jiao who made them pay attention to maintaining this sense of synchronicity. The two brothers didn't know why they did this, but they could feel Xie Xiu getting closer and more relaxed when he saw Xie An's expression.

In the first operation, the truant team led by Mr. Han overfulfilled the task.

On the way back to the palace, several princes excitedly lifted the roof of the carriage, and Xie An's rainbow fart completely submerged Han Jiao.

However, this happiness of winning the flag came to an abrupt end after entering the palace.

The princes jumped out of the carriage with playful faces, and saw the head of the academy standing at the head of the bridge with a sullen face like a beheaded official.

Who would have thought that the academician in charge would specially come here to sit on the sidelines?

"I have been waiting for your highness for a long time." The bachelor in charge bowed his head to the princes, and then began to settle accounts after autumn: "Where is Mr. Han?"

"Your Majesty is here." Han Jiao walked out from behind the princes, smiled and nodded to the head of the courtyard: "Today I took the princes out of the palace to gather scenery. We have traveled a long way, and we have delayed the time. I hope you will forgive me."

The three princes stood in a row in order of age, with Xie Duo standing in the center.

The bachelor in charge of the academy asked in a deep voice: "I have been out of the palace for a morning, can you let the ministers read the masterpieces of your highnesses?"

The three princes did not speak.

The bachelor in charge immediately looked at Han Jiao closely.

Han Jiao had been prepared for a long time, and took out the poems and essays copied by the three princes earlier in the morning from his sleeve, and handed them over, asking the academician in charge to look them over.

They were all three poems and essays written by his father, a famous writer, on the spot the night before. Han Jiao slightly changed them according to the princes' level and word habits, so there should be no problem.

After looking through them one by one, the academician in charge did not find anything wrong, so he had to return it to Han Jiao. His eyes fell on Xie An, who was on the far right, and he asked in a deep voice, "Why is your Highness holding his hands behind his back?"

Xie An smiled awkwardly. He knew that his stance was a bit disrespectful, but when he got off the carriage, he was holding the ball. If he didn't hold his hands behind his back now, there would be nowhere to hide the ball behind his back.

The bachelor in charge reminded solemnly: "Your Highness stands like a pine."

Xie An obediently straightened his back, but did not lower his hands.

"Your Highness?" The head bachelor's eyes sharpened.

Xie Duo, who was beside Xie An, raised his hand and scratched the back of his head, and approached Xie An calmly. When he lowered his hand, he pretended that his arm had no place to put it, and hung it behind Xie An, but in fact pressed the ball hard on Xie An's lower back. Help him free his hands.

Thus, Xie An's hands were safely lowered, without any trace of committing a crime.

The academician in charge couldn't bear it anymore: "Hand it over, Your Highness, when you got off the carriage, I have already seen the beetle!"

The three princes looked dazed, and they couldn't shed tears when they saw the coffin.

The academician in charge turned his head to look at Han Jiao: "Master Han, can you explain why you have to bring a bow when you go out of the palace to collect wind?"

Han Jiao opened his mouth, but couldn't think of a suitable reason.

"I took it secretly." Xie An took out the ball behind him, stood up and took the blame: "It's none of Mr. Han's business!"

The two elder brothers behind him immediately cast admiring glances at him.

Since the little prince wanted to be punished for Han Jiao, the academician in charge of the academy was not polite, and directly asked Xie An to copy "The Analects of Confucius" three times.

Xie Jing couldn't stand it anymore, and took the initiative to share the blame: "You can't blame the old ten, I am also responsible, I was the one who secretly hid the ball into the carriage with him!"

The bachelor in charge could recognize the prince's handwriting, and if he wanted to share the punishment, he had to share the responsibility first.

The bachelor in charge was moved by Xie Jing's responsibility, thought for a while, and believed his words: "Then please ask your highness to copy "The Analects of Confucius" three times."

Xie Jing: "..."

Xie Duo, who hadn't had time to express anything, immediately withdrew his eager steps, lowered his head and chose to admit cowardice.

Since the punishment cannot be shared, there is no need to share the blame with the two brothers.

Xie Jing thought of copying the Analects of Confucius three times, and his hands started to go numb. In desperation, he struggled to death and said, "We both brought this ball to relieve the boredom of Jiudi on the road. During the wind gathering, I didn't touch the ball. one time!"

Hearing this, the academician in charge turned his gaze to Xie Duo, as if he suddenly recognized the murderer!

The pot came from the sky, Xie Duo raised his eyes, and slowly turned his head to look at Xie Jing, with the words "You want to die" written in his eyes.

Seeing the murderous intent of the big boss spread rapidly, Han Jiao gritted his teeth and stepped forward: "The humble official neglected to observe, and the humble official is willing to be punished on behalf of the princes!"

"It's none of Mr.'s business." Xie Duo, who was ready to throw the blame on Lao Ba, suddenly let go, and took his murderous eyes away from Lao Ba's face, and fixedly looked at the bachelor in charge: "It's me, I Let the two of them help me hide the ball in the carriage, how many times does the master want me to copy the Analects?"

The bachelor in charge suddenly felt a chill down his spine: "..."

Strange to say, after serving in the Imperial Academy for more than ten years, the head of the academy has never been overwhelmed by the little princes in terms of momentum.

The Ninth Prince was an exception.

The author has something to say: Xie Xiu is willing to admit that the old ten is cute and hot!