The Supporting Actress System

"One, two, three, four 45、 46, 47 Oh, it fell again... "

When an Yanling came to the yard with the yolk package, she heard the laughter like silver bells coming from the yard.

She was stunned for a moment, and then she said with a smile to the doorkeeper:

while Xu Jingyu felt his hungry stomach, threw the book aside and began to sulk.

The boy opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he just sighed and put all the steamed buns back in his pocket. Some helplessly, he went out of the door to buy steamed buns with white flour.

Xu Jingyu's eyes were full of scarlet: "I don't care! You go and buy me white flour steamed buns. You can eat them if you like. I won't eat them anyway! "

"Young master, white steamed buns cost two Wen each, and this kind of steamed buns can buy a lot of them for one Wen..."

The boy picked up the bun immediately, wiped it and bit it. Although it is a bit rough, it is not as bad as Xu Jingyu said.

"How can I eat it if I can't chew it?"

Xu Jingyu threw the steamed buns on the ground: "I know we are in a difficult situation now, but you can at least buy some white flour steamed buns back."

"This bun It's the most satisfying... "

The boy rubbed his clothes and hung his head: "young master, there are still five days before the exam. We haven't enough money to eat for long."

It's hard and bad. He can't bite it. What he swallows will choke his throat. The pain makes him breathless.

He hasn't eaten anything like this since he was born.

"What is this! Is it edible? " Xu Jingyu looked at the rice bran bun in his hand and was too angry to speak.

……

It's nice to be with Jiang Zixi.

An Yan Ling's nose was sour and he couldn't help laughing.

Does Jiang Zixi look at her like this when she kicks shuttlecock?

Respect and yearn.

That kind of light, has nothing to do with the status, the money, has nothing to do with everything, just because the ring son kicks the shuttlecock, so she concentrates on the light.

Most important of all, she looked into the eyes of huaner, with light.

Jiang Zixi's side face has no sense of outline. It's round and doesn't look good, but she thinks it's cute.

An Yanling retreats to one side and looks at Jiang Zi Xi.

Ring son is not very concerned about these, see river son Xi care, feel a little funny, then nodded: "yes, miss."

"Huan'er, she plays better than you. You must be unconvinced. Go and have a competition with her."

Jiang Zixi bit off the yolk bag and turned to look at huan'er:

"Miss, 308..."

The sweat from an Yanling's forehead ran down her face to her clavicle, and she said with a timid smile:

now it seems that no matter what you do, you still have to have talent.

Now she can barely kick to 100, or she is unconvinced after many years of practice.

Far remember when she was a child when she just touched the shuttlecock, it was very hard to kick three shuttlecocks, while other girls started at least ten times.

Besides her, other girls have a special skill, that is, kicking shuttlecock?

An Yanling clearly said that he was not very good at it

At that time, Jiang Zixi was already in a daze: "three Three hundred? "

After a long time, an Yanling finally stopped.

But Jiang Zixi looked at the shuttlecock and said, "twenty four Thirty five 47... "

Xu is thinking of her mother, so she kicked and fell in love.

When kicking shuttlecock, an Yanling's pretty face turned red, and her face changed from sadness to joy and relaxation.

"One, two, three, four..."

"No, I can't kick miss..."

An Yanling was stunned and felt a sense of warmth in her heart. She shook her head:

JIANG Zixi raised her eyebrows: "Oh? You look down on me? Think you can kick me if you don't play well? "

Huan'er is just a servant girl. She is just a servant who helps in the kitchen. How can he de?

How can a servant kick shuttlecock with Miss?

An Yanling took over the shuttlecock and pursed her lips: "Miss, this This is not appropriate... "

Obviously, an Yanling came at the right time.

Then we should find a person who can't kick shuttlecock to find a little sense of achievement.

No matter how long she kicks, she can't kick.

Huaner can kick more than 200 at a time, but she killed a hundred.

"That's good. Huan'er is better than me in any way. Since you don't play well, you can accompany me."

Jiang Zixi's eyes flashed a shrewdness:

, and he didn't kick very well. "

An Yanling lowered his head to cover up his sadness: "don't kick often

JIANG Zixi:" do you often kick? Did you play well? "It was the only thing she could have fun with when she was young.

My mother taught her when she was still alive.

An Yanling nodded: "yes, I did."

"Shuttlecock, have you ever played shuttlecock before?"

Jiang Zixi bent her eyebrows and eyes and laughed. She put the shuttlecock in her hand and shook it:

she was stunned: "ah?"

Suddenly, Jiang Zixi looked at her and asked, "can you kick shuttlecock?"

Her heart filled with envy, spit out a breath of turbid gas, if only she could live as carefree as Jiang Zixi

If Jiang Zixi's childhood was full of laughter, then her youth was scarred.

Just thinking about how to live has occupied her whole childhood.

At that time, her mother taught her to laugh and not to laugh often, so that she could live.

Since she has the memory, she has been a servant. She has to do a lot of rough work every day. Even so, she is often beaten.

It's a hundred times happier than she thought.

Completely a little girl's appearance, happy at ease, unique, looking at people will feel comfortable in the heart.

But Jiang Zixi was dressed in plain clothes and dressed in a girl's bun. Her hair was tied up with a plain hairpin and hung on her shoulder. She was smiling and sweating on the tip of her nose.

She had thought that the ladies in the high wall were all dressed in gorgeous clothes, serious but tolerant on the surface, and they acted meticulously, gentle and graceful, and had the style of everyone.

An Yanling looked up at Jiang Zi.

"Well It's delicious. " Jiang Zi Xi boasted, "your craftsmanship is really good."

Soft and soft, sweet and greasy, the egg soup inside is steaming hot, tender and sweet, very refreshing.

Jiang Zixi sat down on the chair, took a sip of hot water for a rest, washed her hands, and then took a bite of the yolk bag.

"Miss, this is the yolk bag made today. It's still hot. It's delicious when it's still hot."

An Yanling bowed his head and put the plate on the stone table beside him in a very regular way:

JIANG Zixi took back the shuttlecock with a smile, and turned to smile at an Yanling.

"Fifty two, fifty-three, fifty-four Why, are you here? "

An Yan Lingdao thanks to make a bow, then carrying the plate to walk in.

After a while, the servant girl came back: "Miss calls you in."

They nodded to an Yanling and went into the door to pass.

The servant girls saw that she was born with a delicate and watery appearance and a kind smile, so they did not embarrass her.

"I hope you can pass it on."

"I'm the new cook. I'm here to give you some new cakes."

It's all his father's fault!

If he was not greedy for small cheap, he would not have come to such a situation!

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