Quickly wear a female supporting role: your male protagonist has turned black again

Chapter 95
The first time Qin Zhun noticed Dong Qiaowei was because of the teasing of a college classmate who had a good relationship with her.

"Qin Zhun, there is a very interesting girl with strange powers among your fans!"

Everyone in the class knew that there was a sturdy girl who carried a rough-looking device to and from get out of class every day, and would stop by Qin Zhun's class on the way to ask Qin Zhun when he would come to school.

For several years in a row, she has been surrounded by a "humanoid electrical device" in class, and everyone can't help but be impressed by her.

"She is the flower of the Department of Electrical Engineering. I heard that she originally wanted to take the exam in our Department, but was later transferred to the Department of Electrical Engineering."

The classmate said, throwing out the photo of Dong Qiaowei carrying electrical equipment.

She was stooped, her hair was messy and pasted on both sides of her cheeks, and she couldn't see what her facial features looked like at all.His hands were pitch black, and his face was covered with streaks of dirty oil stains. The posture of carrying the huge equipment was like carrying five hundred catties of explosives. His figure was very tragic.

If it wasn't for the classmate's explanation, Qin Zhun really thought that the strong woman was planning to blow up the bunker.

Just like this, still "tied flowers"? ? ?
Qin Zhun doesn't like chatting on social tools very much, and as usual, he glanced at it and ignored it.

But that day, I probably fell ill because I was drenched in the rain for too long during the filming. When a person gets sick, his spirit also becomes weak.

Hearing the pattering rain outside the window, he sarcastically said, "Is there only one girl in the electrical department?"

Quite a shameful joke.

Unexpectedly, the other party replied with a surprised expression.

"How do you know? Hey, this is really the only girl in their department!"

Qin Zhun: "..."

No wonder it can be called a tie flower.

The whole system is just such a flower, no matter whether it is a crooked melon or a split date, it is a well-deserved "system flower".

Qin Zhun was resting at home on vacation, probably because he was too bored, so he searched Weibo casually, and found such a ridiculous tie flower.

Dong Qiaowei puts all her thoughts on the bright side. She posts very diligently on Weibo. There are very few selfies, and there are no food pictures. of.

"It seems that the male god is not as perfect as I imagined. He hasn't taken a class in college for several years. Inexplicably, he feels healed. It turns out that the male god doesn't like studying like me!"

"Curious, how did the male god get the credits if he didn't attend class? I only missed a class, and I was criticized by the professor by name. This is a world that looks at faces!"

"Kneeling at a high price to beg for tickets to a certain show that the male god participated in. If the money is not enough, I can carry a gas tank for your family for four years to pay off the debt."

At first, Qin Zhun didn't have any special thoughts about this well-deserved "Flower".

At best, when he was upset or bored, he would subconsciously click on her Weibo homepage to see what embarrassing and stupid things she had done recently for fun.

It became a fresh catharsis.

Dong Qiaowei is undoubtedly unlucky.

When other people do bad things, either she will take the blame or it will hurt her, and any good things will always pass by.

But her attitude revealed between the lines is always optimistic.

It seems that something so big is not as attractive as a chicken leg in her eyes.

In the four years of college, Qin Zhun actually went to school.

In order to avoid unnecessary congestion and confusion, he dressed very low-key, wearing a peaked cap, and a pair of large flat-frame glasses on the bridge of his nose. Few people recognized his real identity.

Once, Qin Zhun just handed in a thesis to the counselor, walked out of the office, and faintly heard voices coming from the door of the classroom.

"Has my male god come to class yet?"

"That's right, many art candidates don't take classes very much, let alone someone like Qin Zhun who won the grand prize at such a young age..."

"How about, why don't I get credits for him!" The girl's voice suddenly became enthusiastic. "I have studied your courses by myself, and I will definitely be able to keep up with the progress of the lectures."

"..." The person who answered was speechless. "What the hell are you talking about?"

Qin Zhun turned his head slightly, and at a glance he saw a tall girl standing at the door of the classroom, carrying an oversized large device similar to a gas tank, making people worry about whether the device would fall and crush her her shoulders.

She carried it very easily, her face was neither red nor out of breath, and she stared straight into the classroom, desperately trying to find someone.

The sun shone from behind her, and the blurred spots of light blurred her face, Qin Zhun couldn't see her facial features very clearly.

He suddenly had an urge to see the truth.

Qin Zhun approached slowly, and his voice was deliberately lowered from under the brim of his hat, "... Please make room."

"Oh!" The girl noticed that a tall figure was approaching, and she didn't even look down, she was still looking around the classroom.

Qin Zhun took the opportunity to glance at it, his brows twitched.

The rusty water oozing from the electrical equipment stained her palms, and she unconsciously wiped her forehead sweating from nervousness a few times, causing her entire face to be black and dirty.

She looks like a female migrant worker on a construction site who has been baptized by wind and sun for several years.

It's exactly the same as in the photo sent by my classmates.

Qin Zhun had never seen a girl who could live such a rough life.

Later, he gradually developed a bad habit.

Every time I feel bored, I will log on to the trumpet to poke Qiao Wei's Weibo, say some weird words, and do some bossy things.

Dong Qiaowei replied to him, "Your ID reminds me of my male god Qin Zhun. When I was a child, I always thought his name was 'Qin Huai', which means Qin Huai on the Qinhuai River ten miles away. I thought he was some antique brothel." Where is the oiran in the house hahaha."

There is a huge difference between "Qin Zhun" and "Qin Huai", okay?

Qin Zhun simply didn't want to talk to this illiterate.

Occasionally, he would poke the weibo of this strange strange girl out of boredom.

"Your expression is too stiff, it looks too dull, like a puppet doll without a soul."

"Transfer to the acting department? At your level? Oh, very good, I appreciate your confidence."

"This is probably the worst time the acting department has been hacked."

Sometimes Dong Qiaowei would reply him with a sentence or two, but most of them ignored him.

Qin Zhun played this game with pleasure for several years. Gradually, his reputation grew, and he finally won the first prize at an awards ceremony held by the most authoritative platform abroad, enjoying the reputation of "King of Film and Television".

He is getting busier and busier.

Once, when filming a spy film, a female soldier hiding in the reeds went in the wrong direction and walked into a dangerous swamp. People in the crew went to help and pulled her out.

Qin Zhun is no exception.

He grabbed the closest actress to him.

Vaguely, he seemed to hear someone calling his name behind him.

Qin Zhun turned his head, but all he could see was the vast reeds swaying silently in the wind.

At that time, I heard that a female star died on the set. The family of the female star came to make trouble a few times, and left after paying a sum of money, without causing any major impact.

Birth, old age, sickness and death, such things happen every day and every moment.

Qin Zhun didn't pay much attention.

For a person who has never met before, instead of worrying about others, it is better to care more about the people around you.

Later, he logged on to the trumpet many times to poke Dong Qiaowei's Weibo, and insisted on leaving her a message every day, but she never replied to him, and never updated Weibo again.

It's like I completely forgot about this Weibo.

In the world, there are many half-written posts, unfinished microblogs, and interrupted novels, which stop abruptly in the middle of posting for no reason.No one knows what happened to these people, whether they may have long since passed away.

Qin Zhun asked his classmates, some said that she went back to her hometown and got married on a blind date, some said that she went abroad to study, and some said that she seemed to have become the mistress of a local tyrant, there is no certain number.

But without exception, they all said that she had long since given up her stupid pursuit of stars.

So... did you give up?

The so-called liking is nothing more than that.

Qin Zhun felt a little lost, but he didn't know what he was missing.

In Dong Qiaowei's Weibo, his messages occupied most of the space, waiting there stupidly, like a concubine waiting for the emperor's blessing.

Such, ridiculous.

Qin Zhun logged off his trumpet and never logged in again in his life.

　Say goodbye to the arrogant and sullen actor Qin!

　　The next plane: Marysu (not Su) campus essay, everyone applauds the appearance of the lewd and split personality ghost brother~
　　Gearing up, finally going to abuse the heroine~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)