Chapter 2 — Summer Bearing Fruit

4. My desk is right next to the trash can. Luc Tinh Da sat right in front of me. As for the novel's female protagonist - Tham Noan, she sits at the front of the class. Just looking at her back, you can feel her unique aura. She and Luc Tinh Da were childhood friends. Unfortunately, this is a story of the type of "youth is not as good as a gift from heaven". On the podium, the teacher was giving a passionate and enthusiastic lecture. As for me, I listened to the point where my mind became foggy and sleepy. After all, in the original world, I was a 27-year-old adult. Listening to this lecture is like hearing... the howling of a gibbon. My mind began to drift to a far away place... What was I - this so-called "sinner" - born for? Because the author wanted to build a "complex, multi-dimensional" heroine, when she was a student, she assigned quite a few "stains" in her past. But unexpectedly, readers liked the flawless female lead more. So the author then pushed all that "scandal" to a supporting character. That's me. I exist, only to bear all the inappropriate behavior of the female lead in high school, so that when she is with the male lead, she can be clean and pristine, without any dark stains remaining. Even my name - Ha Boi Qua - is a play on words. It sounded similar to the word "carrying pot". My mind was drifting and suddenly interrupted by a sharp pain in the back of my head. The teacher's chalk flew accurately, hitting me without missing a beat. Immediately afterwards, the teacher's voice roared with anger: "Ha Boi Qua! Daydreaming again?! Please answer which answer should you choose for this question? I stood up in panic, my face confused. At that moment, Luc Tinh Da's voice whispered in front: "Choose D." I was like a drowning man reaching for a stake: "Choose D!" The teacher sneered, his voice full of sarcasm: "Looks like you were lucky. Next time I catch you again, go outside and punish me." I breathed a sigh of relief, not forgetting to glance at Luc Tinh Da with gratitude. I didn't expect Luc Tinh Da in high school... to be quite kind. As soon as the school bell rang, he turned around. His eyes carried a bit of scrutiny, staring at me for a few seconds, then finally opened his mouth: "Are you really my future wife?" Would I really marry someone as stupid as you?” The corner of my mouth couldn't help but twitch. Isn't that right? Regardless of the setup, Luc Tinh Da has max IQ and combat power. I looked at the teenager in front of me, his face still had a youthful look. Suddenly felt... Luc Tinh Da right now, actually wasn't that scary. Maybe it's because... He hasn't turned black yet. The male lead has not yet appeared, so this male supporting character has not yet been pushed into an extreme state by love. Currently, he still doesn't seem to have any reason to turn into a cruel person like in the story. Thinking that way, I don't see the need to continue to deceive him anymore. Then he retracted his joking smile and said seriously: “Luc Tinh Da, actually I lied to you. I'm not your future wife.” “No way!” He reacted almost immediately, without any hesitation, his voice still carrying some determination. It was my turn to be stunned. I blinked, just in time to see his serious expression. He rested his chin on my desk, his voice deep and firm: "I'll think carefully Already. When she kissed me... I didn't feel offended at all. Normally, I really hate girls suddenly coming close like that... But if it's you... then..." He paused for a moment, then coughed lightly, and walked away: "Of course... next time, at least give me a warning." “That's not right, that's not the problem.” “The problem is, the heart-shaped birthmark on my body… only my parents know. How could you know? “So… there is only one possibility — You really are my future wife.” I was stunned, unable to react for a moment. Luc Tinh Da - that person who is always strictly logical - why is he talking in such a confused and dreamy way now? He paused for a moment, then continued: "But I'll say it first, even if you're really my future wife, don't expect me to be special to you right now. Anyway, right now you… are not my type.” "For a perfectionist like me, my partner must be someone who is truly outstanding, excellent in all aspects..." He went on and on, talking non-stop. I heard it both funny and helpless. Now I don't care if it's special to you or not. I just want — please — could you shut your mouth so I can get some sleep? It's raining, it's break time. So perfect for… taking a nap. I sighed helplessly and turned my head away. Out of the corner of his eye, he accidentally glanced at a propaganda sheet posted on the wall - Luc Tinh Da's calligraphy written with a brush. Even though in high school he was known as the "school bully", his academic achievements were also outstanding. Excellent academic ability, but personality is a bit unpleasant. But it cannot be denied that he is so dazzling that others cannot take their eyes off him. When a person stands honestly in front of you, you will realize: The words in the story are actually too restrained. At that moment, I saw the female lead Tham Noan walking this way. Her eyes looked at me, clearly carrying some unhappiness. As soon as she walked to Luc Tinh Da's side, her face immediately changed to a completely different expression. Delicate eyebrows, gentle smile, soft eyes as if they could melt at any moment. In the story, she is described as "swallowing agarwood, holding the moon and cultivating flowers" (so beautiful that it makes fish dive, birds fall, the moon hides clouds), and her name truly matches her reality. The face is as small as a hand, the five senses are clear and harmonious, as if drawn with the most delicate strokes. Compared to her... I - this "pot bearer" - really have a bit of a sloppy design. I couldn't help but sigh softly: "It's really pretty..." I didn't expect that that sentence would be heard by Tham Noan. Her face suddenly darkened, she tilted her head and glanced at me, her voice full of sarcasm: "Are you sure you need to say that?" Do you think everyone is like you, looking like a kid from the countryside who just went to town?" The corner of my mouth twitched slightly. Beautiful is truly beautiful. But unfortunately... I don't get many temperament points. It's hard to blame, why does a "substitute" like me need to take on all the scandals for her? I pursed my lips and said nothing more. Unexpectedly at this moment, Luc Tinh Da suddenly spoke up, his voice a bit uncomfortable: "Tham Noan, what are you talking about?" 5. Tham Noan clearly froze for a moment, then quickly changed her expression to a docile and gentle expression. She smiled softly and said: "I'm just kidding~ Binh I usually joke around with her like that." Having finished speaking, she changed her tone, her eyes full of meaning swept over me: "Seeing the two of you getting along so well makes me feel secure." When the sentence ended, she didn't forget to glance at me as if to warn me. I had to nod politely: "That's right... we were just joking." Now she is satisfied. Turning his head to look at Luc Tinh Da, his face immediately returned to a soft, smiling expression. Her voice was as sweet as syrup: "Tinh Da~, it's the middle of class, will you come with me to the cafeteria?" I want to buy some snacks.” Luc Tinh Da had just stood up, but as if suddenly remembering something, he bowed his head and asked me: "Ha Boi Qua, do you want to eat anything?" Should I buy it for you, or… can we go together?” I shook my head: “No need. I have to take advantage of this break to catch up on sleep.” He quietly said "um", but sat down again, following my example, resting his head on the table: "That's right. I won't go anymore, just take a break." Only Tham Noan was left standing in place, so angry that he stomped his feet. She glared at me several times, her eyes seemed to be screaming: "Just wait!" I silently scratched my nose. Wait what? I know that - Wait for me to take the blame for her, what else? In the end, Tham Noan did not go to the cafeteria alone, but sat down angrily in her seat. I lay down on the table and fell asleep. More than ten minutes have passed. My arm started to feel a bit numb. I was just about to change my position when... The system rang in my head again: 【Attention host, the female protagonist just secretly ate all of her tablemate's snacks. Right now the female lead's best friend is going around to the back door, preparing to stuff the trash bag of food into her desk drawer. Please maintain your posture, don't raise your head.】 Me: ……… This mission… do you think I'm an idiot? I mumbled and cursed in my heart: The main female character in the story. The family is rich, they can't spend all their pocket money, and everyone surrounds them like the stars and the moon. Yet you secretly eat other people's snacks? Sigh... Being a "pot bearer" is not easy. Sigh three hundred times a day.