Transmigrating as the Supporting Male Lead’s Sweetheart

Chapter 11

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Feng Qingyang gave his younger brother a hard look.

After all, he is a younger brother, so he doesn't understand what kind of virtue Feng Qianyang is, one second he said he wanted to vent his anger on her, and the next second he saw how beautiful he was, his sister was immediately left behind.

She is the real proud daughter of heaven, so she really hated Tang Tang after being robbed of her position, especially after Tang Tang became popular.

Or in other words, it is difficult to calm down.

This kind of mood slowly began to fade as time went by. Later, Tang Tang committed suicide all the way, and finally ruined his reputation. At that time, when Feng Qingyang thought of Tang Tang again, the three-month loathing had long since disappeared. As strong as before.

It wasn't until Tang Xin called the day before yesterday to tell her that Tang Tang wanted to steal their family's property that she couldn't help but start to hate it again.

In addition, Feng Qianyang took the wrong medicine and kept protecting Tang Tang, Feng Qingyang became more and more angry, so asking Tang Tang to sit alone was deliberately making things difficult.

After she finished speaking, she gave Feng Qianyang a sharp look at Feng Qianyang who was about to speak for Tang Tang again. Feng Qianyang faced her sister's face and faltered.

In the show, Tang Tang has never been able to see himself clearly, perhaps because of his popularity at the beginning, Tang Tang has a mysterious sense of superiority, and he never feels wronged. When she first became popular, everyone had fan filters saying that she had such a real temper, and later they all scolded her for having a bad temper and not knowing what to do.

Thinking of this, Feng Qingyang suddenly felt that he was sick. He hated Tang Tang so much, but he still watched the show without stopping.

So a pretty face becomes even uglier.

It would be best for Tang Tang to fight with her like in the show.

It's a pity that Tang Tang didn't. Tang Tang didn't know that this was Feng Qingyang who was very close to Tang Xin, and he didn't feel Feng Qingyang's hostility.

When I was studying in the past, there were transfer students in the class. If the number of people in the class was even, each person sat at a table at first, and then adjusted again after the exam.

So Tang Tang felt that Feng Qingyang's words were quite reasonable,

"Teacher, what this classmate said is quite right. I'll just sit alone."

After speaking, he gave Feng Qingyang a kind smile.

Feng Qingyang, who was waiting to see Tang Tang get angry and make a fuss: "..."

What are you doing

Teacher Liu stood aside in fear, for fear that the two of them would quarrel.

They can't afford to provoke Feng Qingyang's family background, but the Ming family can't afford to provoke them even more. She is just a small teacher. Why do they have to drag her in when the brats are arguing

The left and right didn't know how to adjust it, but they didn't expect Tang Tang to be so easy to talk to.

Teacher Liu is nearly fifty years old, and he doesn't know much about the entertainment industry, so he has no hostility towards Tang Tang, not to mention that Tang Tang is so understanding, Teacher Liu only looks at Tang Tang with kindness.

What a good child, he is beautiful, from a good family background, and sensible. It would be great if those ignorant ones in school could learn from Tang Tang.

Satisfied, Teacher Liu directed the two boys beside him to move the table and chairs. The two boys looked at each other, and after struggling for two seconds, they glanced at Tang Tang and moved the table.

Teacher Liu took Tang Tang out of the classroom and took the textbooks. When he came in, the table was already set. Teacher Liu looked at Tang Tang kindly, "For the time being, you sit here first, and we will rearrange the seats after the mid-term exam."

Teacher Liu didn't know, but other people who followed the entertainment industry every day knew that they almost laughed out loud when they heard this.

In the past, the number of students in the class was odd, and every time whoever came last in the exam sat alone, and then transferred a classmate away, the last one finally had the same table.

But no matter how bad the last one's score was, it couldn't be worse than Tang Tang's. I remembered Tang Tang's English test score of 20 points that was revealed earlier.

20 points, if you are really blind, you will not only have 20 points.

"Okay", Tang Tang agreed, took off his schoolbag and hung it beside the table and sat down. Teacher Liu thought about it, and felt that there was nothing to explain, and finally left the classroom.

After the teacher left, the class maintained an eerie silence. Before, everyone was discussing in full swing, what would happen when Tang Tang came.

Feng Qianyang suddenly remembered a comment he saw while watching a football game and swiping Weibo.

There are a lot of trolls on the Internet, and I dare not post a fart when I actually see it.

Is this the case now

What I said before, but now I look at me and I look at you, no one even dares to talk to Tang Tang.

No one went, so Feng Qianyang went.

Sitting in the seat, Tang Xin watched Feng Qianyang sit on the chair next to Tang Tang and talk to Tang Tang in full view of everyone. Looking at it from this angle, the two were so close.

Tang Xin clenched her hands hidden under her school uniform, stared at the back of Feng Qianyang's head for a long time, bit her lip and turned around in aggrieved manner.

The students didn't know why they didn't talk to Tang Tang directly, so they could only talk to Feng Qianyang, "Young Master Feng, are you still going back to your classroom? You won't be able to catch up with the next class."

Tang Tang was slightly surprised, and glanced at Feng Qianyang, "Didn't you say you were in the next class?"

All the people in the classroom with their ears pricked up: ...

The class next door to God, the class next door three buildings away

Looking at everyone's expressions, Tang Tang looked at Feng Qianyang as if he had guessed something. Feng Qianyang, who was already embarrassed, raised his eyes to meet Tang Tang's face.

From a distance, it is amazing, but from a close look, it is simply a crit.

K, O.

In an instant, Young Master Feng, who had dated no less than seventy girlfriends, blushed, and his eyes jumped up, "Uh, um, I'm leaving first, and I have to go to class."

Tang Tang nodded and waved his hands, "Goodbye."

Feng Qianyang jumped out of the classroom very unsteadily, and when he got out, he looked back. Tang Tang was reading a book with his head down, with a straight back and a delicate and perfect profile.

The phone vibrated, and when he took it out to have a look, Feng Qingyang scolded him for losing his mind.

[She can't make her debut anymore, you still haven't calmed down. ]

Feng Qingyang replied to the letter quickly, and his anger had long since dissipated, but the matter of Tang Tang's robbing Tang Xin's family property was still on his mind.

Feng Qianyang put away his smile, quickly typed a few words, and then put away his phone.

Feng Qingyang in the classroom received a letter from his younger brother,

[Sister, Tang Tang is wearing a Rolex 178341-0010. ]

[500,000 watches, how much do you think Tang Xin's family property can have in total? ]

Feng Qingyang was stunned.

She never left her seat, and of course she didn't see the watch on Tang Tang's wrist. Now that Feng Qianyang said this, she immediately turned to look at Tang Tang who was sitting behind.

It was only then that she realized that the pink and white shirt on her body seemed to be a popular model of a certain famous brand that season, and the schoolbag hanging beside the table was a LV backpack with an initial price of 20,000.

Not A goods, but the real thing.

Therefore, there are hundreds of thousands of clothes and decorations on Tang Tang's body that look simple. Feng Qingyang understood what Feng Qianyang meant.

Tang Xin's family background is not even a petty bourgeoisie, and the house he lives in may only cost tens of millions.

But Tang Xin wore such an expensive watch.

First of all, it doesn't matter where Tang Tang got these luxuries, but since he can easily wear hundreds of thousands of watches, does he really care about the money? Was that money really worth her making up a lie? Taking the risk of being hacked by the whole network again

Feng Qingyang's beautiful eyebrows frowned, Tang Xin who was sitting next to her called out to her, Feng Qingyang raised her head to look at Tang Xin, and opened her mouth to ask Tang Tang if she really extorted money.

Seeing that her complexion was not very good, Tang Xin thought it was Tang Tang's fault, and said without thinking, "Qing Yang is fine, let's pretend she doesn't exist."

Feng Qingyang's words came to his lips, but he swallowed them back suddenly.

The boy sitting in the first row looked at Feng Qingyang and looked back at Tang Tang from time to time, took a deep breath, and stood up.

It's really not good for big men to bully women.

However, it was Tang Tang who bullied Feng Qingyang first, and after deliberating for a long time, he still decided to help Feng Qingyang vent his anger.

Sitting in his seat, Tang Tang suddenly realized that he didn't seem to know what the next class would be. He was about to borrow the timetable from the classmate in front of him to have a look, when a few people squeezed over beside the table.

Several boys stood in front of Tang Tang with hesitation on their faces.

Tang Tang was a little puzzled.

Looking up at the boy in front of her, the boy naturally avoided her eyes when she looked over, "I, I, I tell you..."

Tang Tang lowered his head and saw that the boy's hands were covered with chalk dust. He took out his school bag and took out a pack of wet tissues, and handed two ugly ones to the boy.

"Would you like to wipe your hands?"

The boy was taken aback for a moment, and looked down at his hand covered in chalk dust. Then he remembered that he was going to sprinkle Tang Tang with chalk dust just now, and when he looked at the wet tissue Tang Tang handed him, he subconsciously came over.

... ? ? ? What am I doing

Didn't I come to vent Qing Yang's anger

Tang Tang glanced at the boy who was still standing there stupidly, "Isn't that enough? I'll give it all to you."

boy: ...

Unable to vent his anger, the boy returned to his seat with a dazed expression under the gaze of the whole class, holding the wet wipe that he had inexplicably brought into his hand.

Tang Tang put the schoolbag back and poked the female classmate in front of her with her finger. The female classmate turned around stiffly, "What are you doing!"

"Can you take a picture of the class schedule for me?" Tang Tang pointed to the class schedule at the base of the girl's table.

The girl held the mobile phone in her hand, feeling like she was holding something dangerous. She quickly finished the photo and then gave the mobile phone to Tang Tang.

"Thank you," Tang Tang thanked with a smile.

The girl quickly turned back, "You're welcome."

Tang Tang looked at the class schedule on the phone and smiled.

Although everyone's attitude is still very blunt, it is better than she imagined, and she thought that she would be scolded after entering the class.

He took out a piece of paper and copied a class schedule, looked at the time, there were two minutes before class, Tang Tang thought for a while, found the number of the handsome little secretary, and sent a text message.

[Can you send me my uncle's number. ]

The little secretary never replied. A minute later, Tang Tang's cell phone vibrated, and he opened a text message from an unfamiliar person.

[Don't play with your mobile phone, go to class well. ]

With the familiar cold and hard style of painting, Tang Tang laughed and typed a reply.

[get out of class is over now! ]

Just after typing, the class bell rang, and the text message followed.

[Class is on now. ]

Tang Tang: ...

Why do you know my class time! I don't even remember!

Tang Tang was silent for a few seconds, but gave up on sending another text message, put the phone back in, and took out the math textbook.