When Cannon Fodder Gets the Female Lead Script [Quick Transmigration]

The female protagonist knows the plot, but when she enters a small world, she will immerse herself in playing the original body. Readers may find it interesting to watch.

Although I am cannon...

Chapter 202 The Drunk Painter 9

Seeing that Su Manxing was in a bad mood, Su Nuanyang didn't dare to delay any longer. After speaking to Li Lili, he quickly pulled Su Manxing away.

After returning to the house, Su Manxing staggered into the room, took out a beer from the bedside, took a sip, and then shrank into the corner and lay motionless.

She noticed that Su Nuanyang wanted to come in, and she covered her head and screamed.

"Don't come over here!"

When Su Nuanyang heard Su Manxing's frightened voice, his hand that was pushing the door stopped.

In the end, she didn't dare say anything to provoke Su Manxing.

"Sister, go to bed early."

She spoke softly and closed the door, but she did not leave in a hurry. Instead, she stood outside the door, pressed against the door panel, and listened carefully to the movements inside.

When she heard no more loud noise, she tiptoed away from the door.

Su Manxing in the room didn't drink either, he just covered his head and didn't move.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry…”

He kept mumbling apologies.

She squatted in the corner until late at night, then fell asleep against the wall exhausted.

The bangs on his forehead were already wet with cold sweat.

The next day.

Su Nuanyang was a little worried about Su Manxing's situation yesterday, so he didn't dare to knock on the door. He opened the door quietly and took a look.

I felt a little relieved when I saw Su Manxing sleeping in bed.

She looked at the blanket thrown at the end of the bed, quietly walked into the room, picked up the blanket and covered Su Manxing with it, then left the room to wash up. She also prepared a simple lunch in an insulated box, took a box of bread and went to school.

Su Nuanyang wasted a lot of time at home today and was ten minutes later than usual.

This time difference allowed her to see Song Ming coming out of the house.

"Master! You haven't had seafood porridge today, Master!"

Aunt Qin came out of the house and looked at Song Ming standing at the door, and hurriedly handed him the packed breakfast.

"If you really don't have an appetite, then take it to school to eat."

Song Ming looked at Su Nuanyang who was walking away from the front and reached out to take the breakfast handed to him by Aunt Qin.

"Hey, it's that little girl."

Aunt Qin, who was standing by, exclaimed in surprise as she watched Su Nuanyang walk to the door of the apartment.

"Aunt Qin, do you know her?"

Song Ming raised his foot and then quietly put it down.

"Well, I often see her when I'm selling vegetables. She's a very sensible girl."

"Her parents are probably very busy at work, so she usually does all the selling by herself. It's rare for her to be so well-behaved."

Aunt Qin sighed when she thought of Su Nuanyang who often went to the nearby store to buy groceries.

"Master, you have so few friends around you, you can make more friends. I think this girl is very good."

Aunt Qin watched Song Ming grow up, and as she is from the older generation, she didn't think for a moment whether this would cause the harm of premature love.

"Aunt Qin, don't worry about these things. Didn't I say that I came here to go to school in a low-key manner? Next time you see her, don't call me Master."

Seeing that Aunt Qin spoke so highly of her, Song Ming left quickly after saying that.

Aunt Qin, who stayed where she was, felt a little guilty.

At first, she didn't think that Su Nuanyang would go to the same school as Song Ming, and she had already said it without thinking.

However, it has been so long and I haven't heard the young master mention what happened at school. I guess no one else knows about it.

After comforting herself, Aunt Qin hurried into the house to clean the kitchen.

On the other side, Song Ming quickly caught up with Su Nuanyang who was waiting for the bus at the bus stop.

He looked at the bread in Su Nuanyang's hand, then looked at the seafood porridge in his own hand, and thought of what he had heard from Aunt Qin.

After hesitating for a moment, he shouted out.

"Su Nuanyang."

"Is there anything wrong, classmate Song Ming?"

Su Nuanyang looked at Song Ming calmly, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

She didn't try to please Song Ming just because she knew his identity, nor did she feel shy because he was so handsome.

Just be calm and look at him like a stranger.

Looking at Su Nuanyang's attitude, Song Ming suddenly didn't want to give away the breakfast in his hand.

"Can I trade breakfast with you?"

In the end, he picked up his breakfast and handed it to Su Nuanyang.

"I have no appetite, but Auntie insisted on giving it to me. It would be a waste if I don't eat it."

Su Nuanyang was not interested at first, but when he heard that it would be a waste, he became a little hesitant.

Because the family had no other source of income, the money she and Su Manxing had wasted away.

Over time, some people can't stand waste.

"Are you sure?"

She showed her plain bread.

"Um."

Seeing him like this, Su Nuanyang didn't push him.

"All right."

There are few people on the bus in the morning.

The two entered the bus one after the other.

Su Nuanyang walked inside as usual, and the bus started moving on the road quickly.

She looked at Song Ming, who was holding the handrail and staring out the window with his head tilted, and she was still a little surprised.

Judging from the way his teachers treat him at school, how they address him as Aunt Qin, and his inherent temperament, it's hard to believe that he would actually take the bus.

Su Nuanyang didn't come back to his senses until he was eating the delicious seafood porridge in the classroom.

He is indeed a young master, used to eating delicacies from land and sea.

Such a delicious breakfast was not eaten.

She thought to herself as she looked at Song Ming who was chewing bread with his head down.

There were only three or four minutes left before morning reading when three male students who looked a bit dishonest suddenly rushed in through the door.

None of the three wore school uniform jackets, their hair was dyed yellow, and their skin was dark, making them look like thugs.

The other students recognized that he was the leader of the worst class in the grade, and they all fell silent for a moment.

"Classmate, have you walked into the wrong classroom?"

The squad leader looked at the situation and mustered up the courage to stand up.

"Don't worry, I'll just chat with him for a while,"

Huangmao didn't even glance at the monitor and quickly walked from the front door to the back row of classrooms by the window.

Su Nuanyang, who had not paid much attention at first, saw that the three people seemed to be coming towards her, and she didn't know whether to put the spoon in her hand down or take it.

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