The Supporting Male Character Just Wants to Be a Tool Man Chapter 163.1

TN: Got stuck while translating this, second half should be out tonight or tomorrow

Shen Qingshu and Han Cheng got out of bed. After washing, they left the bedroom to have breakfast and saw Han Yu sitting on the sofa, head down, and turning over a paper book.

“Did you make breakfast?” Han Cheng asked him.

Hearing the words, Han Yu smiled and raised his head. His eyes were full of deep interest. “Yes, it's in the kitchen.”

Han Cheng saw the maliciousness in his eyes and asked, “Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Like what?” Han Yu said deliberately, “I'm not.”

Listening to his tone, Han Cheng was sure, “There must be something.”

“Alas.” Han Yu sighed, “It's nothing, I just realised how outstanding my didi is.”

Han Cheng: ? ? ?

“You think I'm outstanding?”

Is the sun rising in the west today? His arrogant gege thinks he is outstanding ? !

Didn't he always feel that he is lazy and not ambitious enough ? !

Is this really his ge ? !

“Why did you… suddenly change your mind and be willing to admit this fact?” Han Cheng asked curiously.

Han Yu looked at the book in his hand. “Maybe it's because I can't write such a long love story.”

His forefinger moved slightly, turned over a page, and recited in a low voice: “Su Qing's face was red, and he turned around to leave. Cheng Han made a quick decision, stretched out his hands, and trapped him in his arms. Su Qing looked at him angrily, and Cheng Han didn't allow him to leave, 'Did I say you could leave?'”

Shen Qingshu: ! ! !

Han Cheng: ! ! !

Shen Qingshu lowered his head in an instant, feeling that his face was going red.

Why ? ! ! !

Why did Han Yu see this ! !

“It's quite domineering.” Han Yu commented.

Han Cheng glanced sideways at Shen Qingshu, nodded, “indeed, quite domineering.”

Shen Qingshu: …

Shen Qingshu feels that he wants to leave. He is too ashamed and so embarrassed that he is about to dig a hole to the Louvre in Paris.

However, Han Yu obviously didn't give him this opportunity. He continued to recite emotionally: “Su Qing stared at the person in front of him with anger and embarrassment, 'Get out of the way.' Cheng Han looked at him with a smile, and bent his head close to his lips, 'What if I don't?'”

Shen Qingshu hands reached to cover his face: Enough! Stop talking!

Why do you two like reciting emotionally so much!

12 years of compulsory education has not made you recite enough ? !

“Tsk, you are becoming more domineering.” Han Yu commented.

“I'm really getting more domineering.” Han Cheng echoed.

CFJTM Chapter 163. Gege's reciting part 1

Shen Qingshu and Han Cheng got out of bed. After washing, they left the bedroom to have breakfast and saw Han Yu sitting on the sofa, head down, and turning over a paper book.

“Did you make breakfast?” Han Cheng asked him.

Hearing the words, Han Yu smiled and raised his head. His eyes were full of deep interest. “Yes, it's in the kitchen.”

Han Cheng saw the maliciousness in his eyes and asked, “Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Like what?” Han Yu said deliberately, “I'm not.”

Listening to his tone, Han Cheng was sure, “There must be something.”

“Alas.” Han Yu sighed, “It's nothing, I just realised how outstanding my didi is.”

Han Cheng: ? ? ?

“You think I'm outstanding?”

Is the sun rising in the west today? His arrogant gege thinks he is outstanding ? !

Didn't he always feel that he is lazy and not ambitious enough ? !

Is this really his ge ? !

“Why did you… suddenly change your mind and be willing to admit this fact?” Han Cheng asked curiously.

Han Yu looked at the book in his hand. “Maybe it's because I can't write such a long love story.”

His forefinger moved slightly, turned over a page, and recited in a low voice: “Su Qing's face was red, and he turned around to leave. Cheng Han made a quick decision, stretched out his hands, and trapped him in his arms. Su Qing looked at him angrily, and Cheng Han didn't allow him to leave, 'Did I say you could leave?'”

Shen Qingshu: ! ! !

Han Cheng: ! ! !

Shen Qingshu lowered his head in an instant, feeling that his face was going red.

Why ? ! ! !

Why did Han Yu see this ! !

“It's quite domineering.” Han Yu commented.

Han Cheng glanced sideways at Shen Qingshu, nodded, “indeed, quite domineering.”

Shen Qingshu: …

Shen Qingshu feels that he wants to leave. He is too ashamed and so embarrassed that he is about to dig a hole to the Louvre in Paris.

However, Han Yu obviously didn't give him this opportunity. He continued to recite emotionally: “Su Qing stared at the person in front of him with anger and embarrassment, 'Get out of the way.' Cheng Han looked at him with a smile, and bent his head close to his lips, 'What if I don't?'”

Shen Qingshu hands reached to cover his face: Enough! Stop talking!

Why do you two like reciting emotionally so much!

12 years of compulsory education has not made you recite enough ? !

“Tsk, you are becoming more domineering.” Han Yu commented.

“I'm really getting more domineering.” Han Cheng echoed.

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“How can you say that?” Han Yu glanced at Shen Qingshu beside him. “Didn't you see that QingQing can't  stand anymore?”

Shen Qingshu: …

Shen Qingshu thinks he shouldn't be here, he should be beneath the table, so that he won't have to bear such a violent attack!

Why?

Why did Han Yu see his novel ! ! !

He covered his face and tried to slip away, but he heard Han Yu open his mouth. “Su Qing raised his hand to push him. Cheng Han grabbed his hand and kissed his lips. Su Qing kept struggling angrily and Cheng Han hugged him tightly. He felt that Su Qing bit his lips, but he was still unwilling to let go.”

Shen Qingshu: Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ! ! ! !

Shen Qingshu said nothing and turned and ran into the room.

He is dead. He will never have the face to meet Han Yu again.

Why dig a hole to the Louvre? He should dig one in a cemetery, so that he could lie in it and bury himself! 

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Han Yu looked at him and said, “What's wrong with him?”

“It's too shameful to listen to.”

“Do you also know shame?” Han Yu took his hand away from the book. “QingQing can't bear to listen, yet how dare you write it. And kissing against the wall? Why don't you kiss on the bed?”

“How do you know I didn't kiss in bed? Flip back. The two people in the passionate love stage kissed several times in bed.”

Han Yu: …

“Are you proud?”

“Can't I be?”

“When did you get so thick skinned?” Han Yu was puzzled, “shouldn't you become angry and fly into a rage out of humiliation?”

“When did I fly into a rage out of humiliation? Besides, why would I be humiliated? I didn't write this.”

Han Yu: ? ? ? ! ! !

“You didn't write it?” Han Yu was shocked. “But it wrote dear author daddy Drunken, the sample book was later than expected?”

“Why must it be addressed to me?”

“Han Cheng was written on the delivery details, isn't it for you?”

“Alas.” Han Cheng sighed, “Do you think your didi is such a person engaged in literary creation?”

“Don't you enjoy it? When you were young, you loved writing essays. 1000 words are not enough for you to write. You have to write about 1500 words.”

“As you said, that was my childhood. Now I am the director of a company. What kind of composition should I write? The annual financial plan.”

“Then” Han Yu had an ominous feeling.

“Look at the name of the main character in this book, isn't it obvious?”

Han Yu: …

“QingQing?” He whispered.

Han Cheng laughed. “Otherwise, could it be me?”

Han Yu: …

Han Yu covered his forehead forlornly. “Why didn't you say it earlier?!”

“Say it earlier? Did you give me time to say it? Didn't you start to recite the full text emotionally as soon as I came out? I want to mention it, but did I have room to interrupt?”

He looked at his remorseful brother and patted him on the shoulder. “You too. Use your smart little brain to think about it. If I really wrote it, could the main character be Su Qing? Not Cheng Han? If I wrote it, could this article be without you? Cheng Han must have a younger brother who he criticised and educated every day. Just now, you were not smart at all.”

“Shut up.” Han Yu said angrily.

He never thought that this would happen, it's all the fault of the delivery details that made him misunderstand. If it wasn't for the big words of Han Cheng at the top, he would have considered that Shen Qingshu was the real author.

“Alas.” Han Cheng picked up the remnants of the express delivery and threw it into the trash basket. “This book was meant to be sent in December. At that time, QingQing was filming and was not at home, so he asked me to write my name and sign for it. So my name is on the delivery details. Understand?”

“Shut up.” Seeing his smug look picked Han Yu's eyes as he said, “Why are you still sitting here? Why don't you go to coax your little boyfriend?”

“I'm going now. But it's rare to see you like this ge, it's so beautiful to see you become the victim of your own ingenuity.”

“How can you say that?” Han Yu glanced at Shen Qingshu beside him. “Didn't you see that QingQing can't  stand anymore?”

Shen Qingshu: …

Shen Qingshu thinks he shouldn't be here, he should be beneath the table, so that he won't have to bear such a violent attack!

Why?

Why did Han Yu see his novel ! ! !

He covered his face and tried to slip away, but he heard Han Yu open his mouth. “Su Qing raised his hand to push him. Cheng Han grabbed his hand and kissed his lips. Su Qing kept struggling angrily and Cheng Han hugged him tightly. He felt that Su Qing bit his lips, but he was still unwilling to let go.”

Shen Qingshu: Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ! ! ! !

Shen Qingshu said nothing and turned and ran into the room.

He is dead. He will never have the face to meet Han Yu again.

Why dig a hole to the Louvre? He should dig one in a cemetery, so that he could lie in it and bury himself! 

Ying!

Han Yu looked at him and said, “What's wrong with him?”

“It's too shameful to listen to.”

“Do you also know shame?” Han Yu took his hand away from the book. “QingQing can't bear to listen, yet how dare you write it. And kissing against the wall? Why don't you kiss on the bed?”

“How do you know I didn't kiss in bed? Flip back. The two people in the passionate love stage kissed several times in bed.”

Han Yu: …

“Are you proud?”

“Can't I be?”

“When did you get so thick skinned?” Han Yu was puzzled, “shouldn't you become angry and fly into a rage out of humiliation?”

“When did I fly into a rage out of humiliation? Besides, why would I be humiliated? I didn't write this.”

Han Yu: ? ? ? ! ! !

“You didn't write it?” Han Yu was shocked. “But it wrote dear author daddy Drunken, the sample book was later than expected?”

“Why must it be addressed to me?”

“Han Cheng was written on the delivery details, isn't it for you?”

“Alas.” Han Cheng sighed, “Do you think your didi is such a person engaged in literary creation?”

“Don't you enjoy it? When you were young, you loved writing essays. 1000 words are not enough for you to write. You have to write about 1500 words.”

“As you said, that was my childhood. Now I am the director of a company. What kind of composition should I write? The annual financial plan.”

“Then” Han Yu had an ominous feeling.

“Look at the name of the main character in this book, isn't it obvious?”

Han Yu: …

“QingQing?” He whispered.

Han Cheng laughed. “Otherwise, could it be me?”

Han Yu: …

Han Yu covered his forehead forlornly. “Why didn't you say it earlier?!”

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“Say it earlier? Did you give me time to say it? Didn't you start to recite the full text emotionally as soon as I came out? I want to mention it, but did I have room to interrupt?”

He looked at his remorseful brother and patted him on the shoulder. “You too. Use your smart little brain to think about it. If I really wrote it, could the main character be Su Qing? Not Cheng Han? If I wrote it, could this article be without you? Cheng Han must have a younger brother who he criticised and educated every day. Just now, you were not smart at all.”

“Shut up.” Han Yu said angrily.

He never thought that this would happen, it's all the fault of the delivery details that made him misunderstand. If it wasn't for the big words of Han Cheng at the top, he would have considered that Shen Qingshu was the real author.

“Alas.” Han Cheng picked up the remnants of the express delivery and threw it into the trash basket. “This book was meant to be sent in December. At that time, QingQing was filming and was not at home, so he asked me to write my name and sign for it. So my name is on the delivery details. Understand?”

“Shut up.” Seeing his smug look picked Han Yu's eyes as he said, “Why are you still sitting here? Why don't you go to coax your little boyfriend?”

“I'm going now. But it's rare to see you like this ge, it's so beautiful to see you become the victim of your own ingenuity.”

Chapter end