To Save the Female Supporting Role As My Duty

The winter of the first year of high school was not as cold as last year. Zhao Jiajia also adapted to the environment here. He usually studied hard at school and went to the store to help out on weekends.

On her birthday, Song Lingshu gave her a "Shanghai" brand watch, which was a luxury item back then.

When she wore it to school, it is no exaggeration to say that she became the object of observation. Many people came to see what this big-name watch looked like. They couldn't help but inquire about the price, and left sadly after hearing it.

This watch satisfies the highest dream of a high school girl. It is good-looking, decent, and vanity can be greatly satisfied, but Zhao Jiajia does not appear too happy, because the man named Wang Yue helped buy this watch.

Song Lingshu kept in touch with Wang Yue, and specially asked him to help buy a watch one month in advance.

Zhao Jiajia was very happy when he received the gift, but after hearing the news, he lost interest and couldn't act too disappointed, so he told Song Lingshu that he liked it very much, but the other party immediately called Wang Yue to express his thanks and returned Threatening to invite him to dinner next time.

Zhao Jiajia: "..."

As a result, years ago, this man really came to the house.

When she went back on Friday and saw the man in the living room, the smile froze on her face, and her mood suddenly fell to the bottom.

Wang Yue was very enthusiastic, greeted her kindly, and took out some autographed photos of celebrities from his purse and gave them to her.

She took it and took a look: "Fake, you signed it yourself."

"Hey, the little girl has sharp eyes, how do you tell?"

"You write like this, it's twisted and ugly."

This made Wang Yue amused, and he walked to the door of the kitchen and said it to Song Lingshu. Song Lingshu smiled while cooking: "Boss, the words written by the boss... are beautiful."

Zhao Jiajia went back to the room, listening to the talking and laughing outside, only felt harsh, tried to numb herself with homework, but couldn't help but pricked up her ears to eavesdrop after not writing for a while, and only then did she get a rough idea.

It turned out that the stocks that Wang Yue helped buy last time made a profit, and the total profit was more than 2,000 yuan. What kind of concept is this? This is almost half a year's income of local residents. Earning so much with such a small sum of money is tantamount to a windfall.

Zhao Jiajia was immersed in shock, listening to them continue to talk about increasing positions and replenishing positions, suddenly felt as if he was isolated in another world.

She turned her head and looked at the desk. There were thick books stacked on it, among which the book about stocks had been pushed to the bottom by textbooks and tutorial books.

During the meal, Song Lingshu noticed that she was not in high spirits. She didn't even try her favorite dish, so she said she had finished eating.

"What's wrong with her? Why do I feel that she seems very hostile to me?" Wang Yue asked in a low voice.

"No, it's not, she just looks...she looks cold, but in fact, her heart is warm." Song Lingshu said.

After the meal, Song Lingshu calculated the agency fee for him, and gave him another 500 yuan to help him continue to buy. In fact, Wang Yue has earned a lot more than Song Lingshu this time, so he can stop taking this matter, but he always feels that these two girls have a hard time, not to mention that the other party is the only one who trusts him so far and encourages him, so he is willing to hand over the matter. This friend just made it clear in advance that business is still business.

Wang Yue took the briefcase and went to the guest house. Song Lingshu returned to her room and saw Zhao Jiajia doing her homework at the desk.

"What are you thinking about?"

"It's nothing, I'm just..." Zhao Jiajia looked at her slowly, hesitated for a while, and still said what was in his heart, "Suddenly I don't know what's the use of reading."

"What do you mean?" Song Lingshu asked.

"Look at you, you have a primary school diploma, but you know everything, you know everything, and you can even make so much money in stocks. The same goes for Wang Yue, who looks like a fool and becomes rich in a blink of an eye. The gap between rich and poor It was pulled away at once." Zhao Jiajia said blankly, "But I have thought about it for a long time, and I can't think of any way to earn more and faster than you. I will study step by step and take the university entrance exam, and then what?"

After Song Lingshu finished listening, he leaned his back against the table and said, "Then earn, earn steadily...Money, do you think that stocks and the stock market are people...Everyone can make money overnight, overnight The ones who got rich? Didn’t you all see and see it with your own eyes when you were at the stock exchange last time? …

"But......"

"You look at Wang and Wang Yue as if they succeeded at once. In fact, no, no, he failed many times. He used to be a teacher. He lost his money, lost his money, and the school... ...fired him, said he was no, not doing business. This is the first time he... made money, just happened to be seen by you. But there are more people, one time , without success."

Zhao Jiajia was silent.

"Reading a book will definitely be useful. It is... an intangible intellectual property. In the future, you will thank yourself for your hard work today." Song Lingshu said very solemnly.

"Then what can I do in the future?"

"Many, many, you have to believe that...the world is constantly developing, and technology is always, always improving. Ten years ago, you, you, you, can you imagine the role of electricity and computers? In the future, computers The web ... will only get stronger, and you will see the power of science and technology before anyone else ...."

Zhao Jiajia asked curiously, "Why are you so sure when you've never seen it before?"

"Because, that's what it said on TV." Song Lingshu deftly blamed the TV.

Anyway, Zhao Jiajia listened to it. Maybe she didn't have the idea of ​​giving up her studies, but she just felt confused about the future under the sudden impact.

This is a good thing. When she begins to doubt and worry about the future, it means that she is thinking about the future.

"Then what if..." Zhao Jiajia nervously asked another question on his mind, "If Wang Yue can bring you more wealth, will you be best friends with him?"

"Of course, not anymore." Song Lingshu knew that she was affected by her family and her heart became sensitive and fragile, so even if she was a friend, she was very afraid of being abandoned again.

"You are my best...friend, you will never change in this life, if you change, you will be a puppy, a dog!"

Only then did Zhao Jiajia show a smile.

The school does not have a holiday until the twelfth lunar month, and you can leave after the exam, but you still need to go to the school to get the report card. Many people live far away, so the roommates asked Zhao Jiajia to help them get it when the time comes.

The results came out very quickly, and they would be ready in three days. After getting it, Zhao Jiajia called each of them to inform them of the scores, and then sent them the report cards, hoping that they would have a good year.

A good school means that there are too many people with strong abilities. Zhao Jiajia, who was originally the champion of the city, failed to get the first place. She only got the third place in the class. Although she was only eight points and three points away from the top two, it also made her Very depressed.

Song Lingshu was very happy, showing off the report card to the old lady of the landlady for a long time, and the old lady praised it very much.

Zhao Jiajia said speechlessly, "I'm not even the first, so what's there to be happy about?"

"No, it's not number one... What's the matter, this score has already crushed countless people, okay!" Song Lingshu ran to call Wang Yue, and felt that it was not enough after the beating. I called back to my hometown again and reported to Uncle Wang. Uncle Wang had guests at home. After receiving the call, he told the guests that Zhao Jiajia was a promising girl, and she was able to get in the top three in the Provincial High School!

Within a morning, everyone in the village knew that Zhao Jiajia was in the top three in the Provincial High School.

Zhao Jiajia: "..." is the third in the class!

Zhao Jiajia didn't want to waste time on these mixed rumors, so she could only secretly decide that next time she must pass the top three in the grade.

For this reason, she spent the entire winter vacation reading and doing homework. Seeing that she was working so hard, Song Lingshu asked Wang Yue to send some counseling materials in Shanghai during the next phone call.

Therefore, Zhao Jiajia's New Year's gift is a basket of tutorial books and a large number of test papers.

"...Thank you so much." Zhao Jiajia was in a complicated mood.

The two did not return to their hometown during the New Year, and they had no relatives to contact anyway. On New Year's Eve, Zhao Jiajia received a call from her biological mother, saying that the factory would only be on vacation for a few days, and the commute was far away, so she would not be back for the New Year. She also sent her 200 yuan for living expenses and reminded her to check the accounts.

In contrast, Song Lingshu has nothing to worry about. I heard that the three members of the Yu family live a tight life outside. Although the salary is high, they are very picky in terms of food and lodging. They say they want to save money for Yu Gui to go to college in the future. .

Song Lingshu didn't want to have anything to do with them, so he cooked a big table, and the two of them ate together with the landlady's old lady.

The old lady has an old TV at home, which always flashes snowflakes, and she has never used it much. Song Lingshu hired someone to repair it a few years ago, and the three of them watched the Spring Festival Gala together.

The old lady couldn't stay up late, and went to bed before dawn, but before going to bed, she gave the two New Year's money, one sixteen and one fifteen, and they took it in surprise and said a lot of affectionate words.

There were not many melon seeds and fruits left on the plate, and the two were counting down with the host while vying for who would eat more.

Fireworks were set off again outside the window, and the two looked at each other and smiled, wishing each other a happy new year.

It was closed on the morning of the first day of the new year, and Song Lingshu rarely slept late. When she got up, she saw Zhao Jiajia was cleaning up the mess in the living room, so she also went to help.

Although the two of them don't need to leave their relatives, the old lady has many relatives and friends coming to pay New Year's greetings, and her two daughters will bring their husband and children back at noon.

Song Lingshu thought about it, and decided to take Zhao Jiajia out for a few days, not only to make room for the old lady's family, but also to save these strangers from disturbing Zhao Jiajia's study.

Before leaving, she helped the old lady cook a table of meals, which can be eaten directly when the family members arrive.

Both of them had some spare money in their bags now, so Song Lingshu found a nice small hotel this time, the one with a TV.

Zhao Jiajia was sitting by the window doing homework, while Song Lingshu sat cross-legged on the bed and watched TV silently.

Zhao Jiajia looked back from time to time, and saw her posture changed from cross-legged, to lying down with her legs crossed, to her head hanging upside down by the bed, her legs riding a bicycle in the air, and finally fell asleep...

She put down her pen, walked over to support her head, and was just about to lift it to the bed when the other party woke up.

The two looked at each other.

"You, what are you doing?" Song Lingshu asked.

"Lie down well." Zhao Jiajia said.

"Oh..." Song Lingshu lay down obediently, "You, are you going to sleep?"

"I'll write another set of papers."

"All right......"

Zhao Jiajia looked at her for a moment: "Are you bored?"

Song Lingshu nodded: "Yes, a little."

"Then let's do something fun." Zhao Jiajia said.

"Okay." Song Lingshu immediately sat up energetically, and then a book fell in front of him.

"Let me teach you how to read." Zhao Jiajia eagerly said.

Song Lingshu: "Ha, ha?"

"It's not your fault that you can't continue studying, but I know that you must be eager for knowledge in your heart, and I have a certain level now, so I can tutor you well, come on."

"..."

Song Lingshu started spitting, rolling, and yelling: "I! No! Yes!"

Zhao Jiajia's expression tightened: "You don't want to study? Then you still tell me to study hard every day?"

"..." Song Lingshu was suddenly at a loss for words. She didn't expect that she would somehow become a role model? Is it possible that the other party will also imitate her?

"Then... well, just, just learn a little bit." Song Lingshu said aggrievedly.

"Okay." Zhao Jiajia enthusiastically picked up the book and began to give her a lecture, which was still mathematics.

Ten minutes later, Song Lingshu closed his eyes and fell down on the bed.

Zhao Jiajia was taken aback, turned to look at her for a long time, and found that it was not an act, so she smiled helplessly, pulled the quilt to cover her, and went to do her homework again.

I don't know if it was because of the cold weather, but she didn't have the mind to do her homework anymore. She looked back at the person who was sleeping soundly, rubbed her hands that were almost frozen, and simply went to bed.

Just as soon as he got under the covers, Song Lingshu shivered from the cold wind, subconsciously kicked his legs, and kicked her onto the bed.

Song Lingshu opened her eyes suddenly, and saw Zhao Jiajia sitting on the ground in a strange posture, her face was so dark that she was so frightened that she immediately knelt down: "Boss, boss, yes, I'm sorry!"

Zhao Jiajia: "..."

"I'm sorry, woo, woo, I don't dare!" Song Lingshu even kowtowed to her on the bed, "I'll give you a New Year's greeting."

"...You should help me up first!"