Did the female supporting role get rich today [Quick Transmigration]

What Teacher Yu said later, Ye Xichen didn't know.

However, when she and Ling Qinghe returned to Teacher Yu's place, the loud teacher Zhang just now had disappeared.

Ye Xichen breathed a sigh of relief.

The young people who gossip are still a bit lively and cute; the aunts who gossip are a bit overwhelming.

But at this moment, the eyes of the people looking at her and the two of them are no longer as encouraging as they were when they looked at the junior next door.

The admiration in everyone's eyes was sincere, and Ye Xichen was a little overwhelmed by the way he looked at other people's children.

Fortunately, the first match of the teacher group is about to start, and everyone's chatting has also been temporarily suspended.

Team sports such as long rope skipping may be far less attractive than ball games such as basketball in normal times.

But when the protagonist of the rope skipping was replaced by the teacher, many students were attracted and spontaneously formed a big circle to cheer for the teachers of their respective grades.

The elderly teachers are very relaxed, jumping up and down with vigor, no less than the young people.

On the contrary, there are a few tender-looking teachers who can't let go of their movements. They are either pulling the corners of their clothes or stroking their hair during the rope skipping.

Ye Xichen sighed inwardly, the idol burden of young people is heavy.

It seems that Mr. Yu is very calm!The same is skipping rope, others are either excited like carnival, or too shy to let go.

Only Mr. Yu stands out, jumping a long rope can be as light and elegant as dancing.

Teacher Ye at the side shouted the word "come on" hoarsely, and he still didn't forget to show off to Ye Xichen loudly during the break of cheering.

"Chenchen, did you see that? My Teacher Yu is the prettiest!"

"It's our Teacher Yu..." Ye Xichen touched his forehead and willingly ate today's dog food.

Of course, although she didn't fly rainbow farts like Teacher Ye, she still used her elbow to touch Ling Qinghe from time to time, "Shoot the front! Teacher Yu's front is super beautiful! Come on, and the side view just now..."

"made a bid……"

Ling Qinghe, who assumed the role of photographer because of his height, could only smile helplessly and kept pressing the shutter of the SLR.

The voices of cheering and cheering from the high school students beside me became stronger and stronger.

"Teacher Yu! Come on!"

"Teacher Yuan, you are the best!"

"Goddess we love you!"

……

After the game finally ended, Ye Xichen's throat was about to smoke.

Ling Qinghe unscrewed the mineral water in his hand and handed it to her, "Are you tired? Is your throat uncomfortable?"

"I'm not tired," Ye Xichen gulped down a few gulps, his eyes brightened, "I haven't been this happy for a long time."

Regardless of whether it was Teacher Yu or Teacher Ye's competition, Ye Xichen was shouting for support throughout the whole process.

Not only that, during the [-]-meter sprint and the relay race, Teacher Ye was still running along the inner circle of the playground, shouting "Go! Come on!"

Teacher Ye lived up to expectations and successfully won a No.2 for the history group.

Recalling Teacher Ye's heroic appearance galloping on the playground with a round watermelon belly, she giggled.

"I can't tell, our Mrs. Ye is actually a flexible fat man." He is almost 60 years old, and he doesn't even pant when he starts running.

Ye Xichen really admired it.

Ling Qinghe stretched out her hand with a smile, and pinned the few strands of hair scattered around her eyes behind her ears, "Ms. Ye can't be shaken every day, and she exercises for an hour in the morning. It seems that the effect is good."

"Ms. Ye is too persevering," Ye Xichen said with a surprised face, "I thought it was all thanks to me that Mr. Ye ran so fast."

Ling Qinghe chuckled: "Are you sure it's your fault?"

"Of course!" She raised her face, "Both you and Teacher Yu greeted Teacher Ye at the finish line, and you don't even know how good I am as the cheerleader."

Without the encouragement of her phrase "Ms. Yu is right ahead", she believes that during the [-]-meter sprint, Mrs. Ye would never suddenly overtake and succeed in the second half of the sprint.

After drinking half a bottle of water, Ye Xichen felt that her voice had finally returned to normal, and immediately ran to chat with Teacher Ye.

Although the two talked about it, Mr. Ye was physically strong, almost comparable to young people.

But after all, she had been exercising vigorously for so long, so she still had to check it out again, just in case.

On Ling Qinghe's side, they were surrounded by Teacher Yu's sister group, and they all asked her about the photos of the competition.

After Ye Xichen confirmed that Teacher Ye was not only a nimble fat man, but also a very strong fat man, he immediately bounced and ran towards Ling Qinghe's position.

but……

"Tsk tsk~"

At this moment, Ling Qing and the people around him have changed from a group of teachers and sisters into a group of high school students.

Children in sportswear were chattering around her.Everyone danced and danced with excited expressions, as if they saw some big star.

A few children held up their mobile phones and moved closer to her, "Beautiful sister, add a QQ."

"...Sorry, I don't use QQ."

"What about WeChat? Let's add a WeChat friend." The child holding the phone obviously didn't want to give up, "How about Weibo? Or something."

"..."

Ling Qinghe remained silent in embarrassment, thinking how to get out, when he saw Ye Xichen standing a few steps away in a blink of an eye.

She looked happy, as if she saw a savior, and her stiff shoulders suddenly relaxed.

"Help me." Her eyes turned to Ye Xichen for help.

Ye Xichen spread his hands, made a helpless expression, put on a look of enjoying the show on his face, and stuck out his tongue at her.

"..." Ling Qinghe's expression looked very helpless.

Ye Xichen sauntered over slowly, stopped two steps away from the crowd, smiled, and observed Gao Lengling always surrounded by a group of high school students from a close distance.

In the crowd, seeing that they couldn't ask for the social account that everyone wanted, a tall boy mustered up the courage to speak.

"Miss, guess what I like to eat?"

"?" Ling Qinghe frowned slightly.

In the crowd, several people reacted immediately, and the booing became louder.

"Miss, guess quickly, guess what we like to eat!"

"?"

Ling Qinghe still had a question mark face.

Although she didn't understand why they were asking this question, her gut told her it was a trap.

Furthermore, she doesn't care what strangers like to eat.

"Miss, quickly guess!"

"..."

Ye Xichen next to him couldn't bear to watch anymore, held back his smile, and pushed aside the crowd.

"Everyone, give way, your little sister is going back."

"Don't pull me, who are you..." The high school student who was pulled away was dissatisfied, and was about to explode, when he turned his head and saw a beautiful fair face, his tone suddenly changed.

"Hello, young lady, do you want to add a QQ?"

"..." Ye Xichen was at a loss for words, and smiled, "Young lady doesn't have QQ."

"What about WeChat? Add a WeChat!"

Ye Xichen exhaled and inhaled, with a smile on the surface, and there were a lot of mental activities, "You have enough guts, kid!"

Ye Xichen, who felt obliged to help the gardeners lighten the burden, was ready to water the future flowers of the motherland, "Kid..."

High school students called children: ...

"Very good, finally I don't bother Qinghe anymore." Ye Xichen nodded inwardly, and walked to Ling Qinghe's side.

She cleared her throat, glanced at the lively child like a wild horse in front of her, and squeezed out a big bad wolf's signature smile.

"Little friend, have you finished your homework? How many books have you done on May [-]rd? How many sets of real questions have you done? Seeing that you are so free, do you want my sister to help you talk about it and ask the teacher to add some homework for you..."

The torture from the soul, one after another, caught the high school students present off guard.

Whoa!

The crowd dispersed.

Some of the people who ran away shook their heads frantically, some couldn't believe it, and some seemed to have lingering fears and muttered something...

"It's horrible, such a beautiful young lady, why did she say such terrible things..."

Ye Xichen, who said the terrible words, turned her head with a smile.

"How about it? As a senior, I should be conscientious enough."

"Very conscientious." Ling Qinghe laughed, and the embarrassment of being surrounded just now was swept away.

"Then guess what I like to eat when I am so conscientious?"

"?" Ling Qing and Shen Shen didn't react.

The group of high school students just now have been asking this question.

She smiled helplessly: "Is there anything special about this question?"

"It's nothing special, why don't you answer me first~" Ye Xichen didn't tell her the stalk.

"Do you have to guess?"

She didn't quite understand the meaning of this question - she knew all about Ye Xichen's preferences, so she didn't have to guess the answer at all.

"You like sweet and sour short ribs, spicy diced rabbit, steamed sea bass..."

"Stop, stop..." Ye Xichen hilariously couldn't laugh or cry.

She should have guessed it a long time ago, Qinghe is such a serious person, how could he know this kind of routine on the Internet.

Ling Qinghe was not angry when he was called to stop, but the doubt in his eyes deepened.

After Ye Xichen had laughed enough, she finally decided to reveal the mystery.

She repeated the question just now, but stared at Ling Qinghe.

"Do you really know what I like to eat?"

"Of course..." Receiving the signal from her eyes, Ling Qinghe quickly changed his words, "I don't know."

"Then listen carefully!"

Ye Xichen raised her head, her brows and eyes were curved, and her smiling face was instantly reflected in the eyes of the person in front of her.

"I like... looking at you obsessively."

The author has something to say: Ye Xichen: How dare you play tricks on my Qinghe family?

Ling Qinghe: What routine?

Ye Xichen: Guess what I like to eat?