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

There is no way to implement the matter of making up lessons for a while.

There is a big event in front of Ye Xichen and Ling Qinghe.

"Tsk tsk, capitalism!" Ye Xichen's tone was intentionally sour.

Ling Qinghe is a transfer student who just transferred to No. [-] Middle School last week, so he directly rented a teacher's apartment, living happily and quietly by himself.

As for Ye Xichen, of course he still lives in the student dormitory.

Ling Qinghe smiled lightly, "Want to go back and live in the eight-person room?"

"No, no, no!" Ye Xichen took her hand and shook it back and forth, "Lu Ban is so reasonable, how could he waste his good intentions!"

Lu Ban, the homeroom teacher and history teacher of Grade [-], a kind and amiable middle-aged fat uncle, is affectionately called Lu Ban by the whole class.

Regarding the issue of the two of them's accommodation, Ye Xichen was anxious for four whole nights of self-study, racking his brains, but couldn't figure out how to talk to Lu Ban.

As a result, Ling Qinghe chatted directly with Lu Ban for 2 minutes, and Lu Ban nodded in agreement.

When passing by Ye Xichen, he still looked at her with a face of relief, "Okay, okay, okay!"

After saying three good words in succession, Ye Xichen was at a loss.

"Lu Ban is so easy to talk?"

If it weren't for the fact that the original owner's popularity in the class was not bad, she would have suspected that the reason why Lu Ban agreed so quickly was that she, the "black sheep", would leave the dormitory.

Ling Qinghe looked calm, "I have issued a military order with Lu Ban. At the end of this semester, you will be in the top 100 in your grade."

"!!!"

Ye Xichen stopped in her tracks, her voice trembling slightly, "If I remember correctly, at the end of last semester, I got 999th place?"

"No confidence?"

"..." Ling Qing and the make-up teacher have said so, how can she refuse?

"There is... a little bit of confidence."

As for how much a little bit is, Ye Xichen has no idea.

"Students, it's time to wash up..."

The originally pleasant bedtime broadcast, because of this military order, does not sound so good.

Walking to the door of Taoyuan, the girls' dormitory, Ye Xichen continued walking towards the right fork.

Several girls stopped her, "Sister Chen, are you going to climb over the wall again?"

Go over the wall again?

Ye Xichen paused, and the corners of her mouth twitched.

"Don't go out." Ye Xichen tried to maintain a harmless smile, "I will live with Qinghe in the teacher's apartment in the future, so that she can give me extra lessons."

"Is that so..."

The hands held by the two were seen by several people under the streetlight.

Although it is strange when the relationship between the two became so good, but because Ye Xichen usually does his own way, and Ling Qinghe has only transferred to No. [-] Middle School for less than half a month, and is not very familiar with everyone, so no one doubts Ye Xichen if.

Seeing that they were about to leave, a girl reminded, "Don't you bring some clothes?"

"No need, I have sorted out a few things and brought them over at noon."

"Oh, let me know when you come back to pick up your things, and we will help you carry them."

"Yes, thank you in advance!"

After waving goodbye to a few people, Ye Xichen and the two continued to walk forward, bypassing the cafeteria and the garden, and among the sparse figures, they entered their residence for the first time.

The teacher's apartment has a long history.

The small living room, two narrow bedrooms, and a kitchen and bathroom that can only accommodate two people standing are extremely cramped.

After many teachers got married, they bought another house outside.

These small two-bedroom houses with no elevators and old layouts are installed with simple furniture and rented out to students who do not want to live in dormitories.

After carefully turning around every corner, Ye Xichen immediately made a decision: "Shall we live at home tonight?"

The home that Ye Xichen talks about is, of course, space.

"That's fine." Ling Qinghe also had the same idea, "Tomorrow is Friday, so I can take advantage of the weekend to reorganize and move in next week."

After all, he is a person who travels frequently, Ye Xichen's space has long been arranged extremely comfortably by the two of them, and it can be regarded as their base camp.

"Fortunately, I stored a lot of clothes, otherwise I would really have to go back to the dormitory to get the clothes."

"Well," Ling Qinghe held her forehead and kissed her, "You're so smart!"

Ye Xichen was triumphant, sitting on the edge of the bed dangling her legs, watching Ling Qinghe choose their clothes for tomorrow.

She lay on her back, as if facing a big enemy, "I haven't woken up so early in many years... When is tomorrow's morning self-study?"

"Twenty past seven."

"Oh~" Ye Xichen wailed, "Don't..."

She has worked so hard for so many years, she has also practiced sword repair, has been a movie queen, and even became the president, isn't it just to live the life of rice worms?

As a result... I returned to the first year of high school, and once returned to before liberation.

"Too cruel……"

She wailed again, raising the back of her hand to cover her eyes.

After Ling Qinghe packed her things, she approached the bed and rubbed her little head.

"Hey, it's time to sleep."

"Then wake me up tomorrow morning." Ye Xichen muttered.

"Okay, call you."

Ling Qinghe tucked her into the bed, patted her on the back twice, and whispered softly: "Go to sleep... From tomorrow onwards, you won't be able to sleep in late."

……

Seven classrooms.

Lu Ban made an impassioned speech at the class meeting, with an excited tone: "Students, next week is the half-term exam, are you excited?"

"Not excited!" Everyone in the class said in unison.

Lu Ban was not affected at all, "Excited? Excited is right!"

The class roared with laughter, tearing down the stage mercilessly, "No, no, no, we are really not excited!"

"No, you guys are excited!"

Lu Ban slapped his hand, and the blackboard eraser fell heavily on the iron desk with a "bang".

The students were very face-saving and covered their mouths one after another, signaling Lu Ban to continue.

"What does the half-term exam mean? Huh? It means that the final exam is not far away!"

"What does the final exam of the first year of high school mean? Huh? It means that the placement of the second year of high school is not far away!"

"So... our seventh class, starting next semester, will be a science class, everyone knows this."

"I know." Someone answered in a low voice.

"Everyone must cherish the time we have together now..." Lu Ban said earnestly, "There is only half a semester left, and time is running out."

The atmosphere in the class was a little heavy for a while.

Lu Ban looked around, his fatherly gaze passing over everyone one by one.

"Look at your deskmates, look at your classmates, I want to see them later..."

Lu Ban stopped talking, feeling a little unstable.

The atmosphere in the class, from the hilarious and funny at the beginning, suddenly fell silent, filled with a touch of sadness.

Some people with abundant emotions have already begun to wipe their eyes quietly.

Lu Ban looked at the scene under the podium with satisfaction, narrowed his small eyes under the glasses, and continued to speak earnestly: "I have already agreed with the head teacher of Class Nine that anyone in our class who wants to study liberal arts can go to Class Nine in the future." .”

"really?"

"Great!"

"Luban, we love you!"

The atmosphere in the classroom became warm again.

The classrooms of Class [-] and Class [-] are on the same floor, only Class [-] is separated in the middle, and the straight-line distance is only a few meters.

The students who had long planned to go to the liberal arts class were really happy at the moment.If it weren't for the class meeting, seeing their excitement, I'm afraid they would jump off their seats and run around the classroom a few times.

Lu Ban looked at them with a smile, and waited for the group of people to get excited before speaking with a embarrassed expression.

"But... As you know, Class Nine is also an experimental class. The head teacher said that only students whose grades are in the top 40% of the grade."

"what!!!"

Some people who had just relaxed immediately yelled again, "I must be hanging..."

Lu Ban looked calm, "Hanging, it's a bit hanging. So... so that you can go back to your mother's house to play at any time in the future..."

Everyone stretched their necks, waiting for the next article.

"In the future, I will invite several teachers of the liberal arts to assign an extra homework."

Lu Ban smiled kindly: "Students who are interested in studying liberal arts should hand over homework to the class representative. If you don't understand, you can go to the office to ask."

Everyone was moved.

Lu Ban's eyes were immediately satisfied, and after sweeping over a few emotional students, they finally fell on Ye Xichen.

"..." Ye Xichen straightened her spine and smiled back.

What are you looking at her for?

Although she is a scumbag, Qinghe is more interested in science... of course she is studying science!

Lu Ban nodded slightly, feeling that he was worthy of the head teacher of Class Nine, and even the delinquent girls were moved by him to study hard.

He didn't dare to say anything about other subjects, but he had already made up his mind to help Ye Xichen get points for the subject of history.

Ye Xichen, who was labeled as a "liberal arts", sighed secretly at this moment.

"If you don't work hard, you can't do it... You can't be the same as the male lead, and don't take the route of being a good student, go for the route of being a school bully."

The system prompt just appeared today.

Current task: Help the hero to return to the route of being a top student and successfully enter T University.

Mission Progress: 0%

Ye Xichen felt hehe.Want to complain, don't know where to start.

Do you really think Xueba is a bad street?

Is it possible to be a top student if you want to?

She pushed Ling Qinghe who was next to her, and briefly explained the task to her.

Ling Qinghe nodded, expressing his understanding.

Ye Xichen stretched out his index finger and poked her lightly: "Heh, if becoming a top student could be so easy, why would you still have to study so hard?"

"It's not hard."

"???"

The calm tone made Ye Xichen not sure for a while whether Ling Qinghe was comforting her or telling the truth.

"Actually, becoming a top student is very simple."

"..."

Well, well, she knows, not to comfort her.

Ye Xichen glared at her, liking her sincerely.

She snatched the notebook from Ling Qinghe's desk, opened the title page, and carefully drew an oval on it.

After thinking about it, I drew a few more ellipses, and added a few lines of different thicknesses by the way.

Next to the ovals, add a few leaves; at the bottom, draw a Q-version villain, holding an oval-shaped thing in his mouth and gnawing.

Ling Qinghe took the notebook and persisted for a minute. Except that he could recognize a small person sitting under a tree eating, he couldn't see any more information.

She pointed at the tree and pretended to be lecturing to Ye Xichen: "What kind of fruit is this?"

In addition to the oval shape, the black pen and ink can be seen to be more, and it is not easy to distinguish.

Ye Xichen decided to ask one last question to regain some confidence.

"It's easy to become a master?"

"?"

Ling Qinghe almost couldn't keep up with her rhythm, and vaguely felt that this stick figure had some special meaning.

She asked back: "Isn't it simple?"

"..." Ye Xichen's confidence was immediately shattered.

Grabbing the notebook, she quickly wrote a line beside the villain.

Ling Qinghe leaned over, was taken aback for a moment, then laughed, and squeezed her palm quietly.

"There are lemons on the lemon tree, and there is only me under the lemon tree."

Ling Qinghe picked up the brush, and imitated Ye Xichen's painting style, and added another villain next to the villain.

After the painting is finished, the smile on the face only increases.

"Isn't yogurt good? Why lemon?"

"..."

Ye Xichen surrendered, with a look of lovelessness: "I like lemons, the more sour the better."

After finishing speaking, he pinched Ling Qinghe's waist hard.

Others pretend to understand when they don't understand, but Qinghe of her family deliberately pretends to understand every time.

It's fun to tease her╭╯^╰╮