Quick-wearing female supporting roles: the sickly villain is suicidal

Lan Shuang watched and realized that the surroundings had quieted down. She looked around suspiciously, only to realize that Nian Siyan had unknowingly walked in front of her.

"you……"

No, no, no?This admiral is here to award himself a medal?Are you right?

Isn't it good to give medals to outstanding students of any major after graduating from which major?Nian Siyan... Lost?

It's no wonder Lan Shuang has this doubt, everyone else is in the same major, only Nian Siyan is still walking in front of her unswervingly.

Finally, the pair of clean and beautiful military boots stopped in front of him.

Taking advantage of Nian Siyan bowing her head, Lan Shuang whispered, "Did you go wrong? You should be looking for the Knight Sorting School, right?"

Nian Siyan was taken aback for a moment, and then he couldn't laugh or cry, "Do I look so stupid?"

Lan Shuang raised her eyebrows suspiciously, "You don't really come to award me the medal, do you?"

"Why not? Be confident." Nian Siyan waved to the bewildered Miss Manners.

Nian Siyan straightened up, took off his gloves in a gentlemanly manner and stretched out his hand, and said to Lan Shuang with a rare smile when the small TV turned around: "Welcome to the First Federal Academy, I look forward to your success Even better results."

As a result, Lan Shuang turned around and met Hua Ming's face, "It's just right, I was looking for you."

Lan Shuang waved her hand from Hua Ming, turned around and walked towards the boulevard.

Lan Shuang: "..."

888: "I just saw that he went to the boulevard over there."

It turned out to be for this!
She whispered: "In my dormitory, after the ceremony is over, I'll go get it and return it to you."

"Then you go, goodbye."

Hua Ming didn't ask what was the matter, "Okay, then go get busy, my brothers and I will go to the infirmary."

Hua Ming lowered his eyes, as if someone had discovered the light of the gem before him.

"Then I'll go talk to Hua Ming and the others first."

Lan Shuang looked over suspiciously, and heard a "click", and the photo was taken.

She lowered her head, the logo on the medal is indeed a pharmacy major, so Nian Siyan really came for herself?

"Well, the effect of the treatment yesterday is very good. Another hour of treatment today will save you from using crutches."

Another one is for a group photo.

Hua Ming asked gently, "Aren't you going with us?"

He smiled and said nothing.

"Ok?"

The dean looked at Nian Siyan playfully, then at Lan Shuang, feeling as if he understood something.

This was the first time they shook hands seriously when they were awake. Nian Siyan's hand was big, with a rough callus on the palm, a little hard, but very hot, which was the complete opposite of his cold appearance.

If Nian Siyan felt something, he lowered his eyes and looked over.

Hua Ming at the bottom looked at the postures of the two of them, and his gaze fell on Nian Siyan for a moment.

"Thank you Admiral for your encouragement, I will." Lan Shuang held his hand.

A certain person suddenly agreed to his invitation, but turned around and went to major in pharmacy. He was confused at first, but he thought it would be good if he could come. Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, he came to find a little girl , it seems that something good is coming.

Before Lan Shuang moved, she felt her shoulders sink.

"Okay, please stand still, we are going to take a group photo!"

From the side, it looked like Nian Siyan was holding her in his arms, but Lan Shuang could clearly feel that Nian Siyan was restrained.

The dean really didn't like to procrastinate, the ceremony ended quickly, he basically didn't say anything, he just encouraged everyone, then let everyone leave, and gave everyone half a day to familiarize themselves with the campus.

Lan Shuang could vaguely smell the wine on his body, and couldn't help but feel slightly dazed.

There was a lot of noise in the square. I don’t know how many people wanted to replace Lan Shuang, but Lan Shuang’s grades were so good that they were envious but not jealous. After all, her ability was there.

After that, Lan Shuang seemed a little absent-minded.

"Everyone lean in together." The dean waved his hand inward.

The small TV dutifully recorded this scene and broadcast it to the students behind.

Lan Shuang lowered her eyes: "Are you going to treat your legs?"

If they have the ability, they will naturally have a chance.

She raised her eyebrows and was about to say something when Nian Siyan suddenly whispered, "Look ahead."

The hostess stepped forward in a daze, and Nian Siyan picked up the silver and blue gold-edged medal on the tray with his white-gloved hand, and took a step further, blending with Lan Shuang's breath.

The two looked at each other for a moment, Nian Siyan nodded at him reservedly and indifferently, then turned his head and said something in Lan Shuang's ear, and then stepped off the stage.

The medical level of the medical school is indeed very high, and this kind of trauma can be healed very quickly.

She turned her head and saw that there was a big hand on the right shoulder, which was placed on it vaguely, just separating her from the people next to her.

Lan Shuang nodded; "Well, I have something to do."

For a while, the competitive spirit of most students was aroused.

Lan Shuang got off the stage and looked around, "Where's Nian Siyan?"

The dean yelled, and several aerial eyes floated over immediately, one aimed at a pair.

"Ok, I will wait for you."

She looked to the left and saw Nian Siyan standing next to her, but without too much physical contact.

Nian Siyan pinned the medal to her clothes slowly, and with this movement, leaned over slightly, and whispered in a volume that only two people could hear: "Where is my coat?"

Hua Ming looked at her back and said softly, "Goodbye."

……

Lan Shuang went around the bushes, and sure enough, she saw Nian Siyan on the bench in the depths. He was sitting on the bench with his legs crossed, his straight military trousers tucked into his shiny black military boots. There were a few shallow creases on the thighs.

His white-gloved hands are folded on his knees—a relaxed yet demure posture.

Standing beside him was a strange man, also in military uniform, who was lowering his head and whispering something to Nian Siyan.