Quick Transmigration: Don't Let an Honest Man Become a Villainous Supporting Female Character

Jiang Yanchen has always been a person who cares a lot about his image.

He started having his own style of dressing from kindergarten, and he particularly despised the children in kindergarten who wore clothes with cartoon patterns every day.

But this show completely humiliated him!

He was covered in stinky mud every day and had to wear other people's hand-me-downs. He looked like a clown every day.

"Come pick me up now." Jiang Yanchen's voice was extremely cold.

The agent, startled, quickly nodded: "Okay, okay, I'll come pick you up now."

The director earnestly advised him from the side, "Jiang Yanchen, don't you want to change yourself?"

"It's just some chicken droppings. You eat their meat, can't you be more tolerant of their droppings?"

Jiang Yanchen sneered: "Get lost."

He wished he could kill himself when he participated in the variety show.

The director was pacing anxiously on the sidelines. What could they do? Jiang Yanchen was the biggest draw on the show.

But he can only blame himself; he lost his balance and fell into chicken poop.

Jiang Yanchen took ten showers in total, and he almost used up all the shower gel in the bathroom.

The director sat in the lobby, sighing.

The old lady had just returned, and after learning about Jiang Yanchen's situation, she was extremely worried.

Seeing Jiang Yanchen come out of the bathroom, the old lady quickly stepped forward: "Little one, are you hurt? It's all because of those chickens that Grandma raised."

Jiang Yanchen couldn't afford to lose his temper with the old woman, so he said in a calm voice, "It's alright, Grandma. I have some things to take care of at home, so I'll head back first."

The old lady felt extremely guilty: "Is it because I was wronged by you here? I'm so sorry."

Jiang Yanchen suppressed his anger and forced a smile: "It's alright, Grandma, I really have something to do back home."

No matter how the director and the old lady tried to persuade him, Jiang Yanchen's determination to leave remained unwavering.

Looking at Jiang Yanchen, who had already packed his things, the director said in despair, "Your agent won't be here until tomorrow at the earliest. You won't be able to wait for him if you go out now."

Jiang Yanchen dragged his suitcase, his face cold: "It doesn't matter, I'll just sit on the wooden stake at the village entrance all night."

Then Jiang Yanchen dragged his suitcase to the wooden stake at the entrance of the village and sat down.

The director and the old lady followed closely behind him.

The director was extremely anxious. If he really sat there all night, his fans would come and tear him apart tomorrow.

The old woman's eyes reddened as well: "Child, why don't you go back and eat first, then wait? Grandma will kill and eat the chicken that bullied you, okay?"

Jiang Yanchen forced a smile: "Grandma, you should go back first. It's windy tonight, and I don't want to eat chicken. This has nothing to do with you. I want to go home."

The old lady couldn't tell that this was just a perfunctory remark, and she couldn't stop sighing beside her.

As night fell, Jiang Yanchen still refused to go back, sitting on the wooden post with his eyes fixed on the intersection.

A pack of dogs on their way home for dinner passed by and glanced at him curiously.

Some children were also staring at him.

"Mom, there's someone sitting here."

"Shh, don't say it."

Jiang Yanchen: ...

He put on the straw hat, which was originally worn by the director and had been accidentally left behind when he left.

Jiang Yanchen felt that the director looked like a pig when he wore a straw hat.

At that moment, people inside the room were also talking about Jiang Yanchen.

Lin Yichen asked in surprise, "Huh? Is Brother Yanchen going to sit at the village entrance all night? People will think it's strange."

Li Qiuchi hesitated, "Are we just going to sit here and ignore him?"

Xie Siheng said helplessly, "But we'll get scolded if we go."

Everyone knows how angry Jiang Yanchen is right now.

Ultimately, this important task was handed over to Jiang Yanchen's teammates.

One of my teammates went out with his rice bowl. Tonight, there's not only chicken but also fish, which is especially delicious.

"Time to eat!" The villagers smiled at one of the teammates.

One of the teammates smiled and nodded, "You guys eat too."

One of the teammates finally found her teammate.

A suitcase, and a person wearing a straw hat sitting crampedly on a wooden stake.

They seem to have a very hard life.

Ji Chaoxi sighed and sat down next to him. Straw Hat Guy paused for a moment, but still didn't take off his straw hat.

The director kept giving her meaningful glances, but Ji Chaoxi didn't know how to comfort him.

She could totally understand how it felt to lose face in front of so many people.

As Ji Chaoxi was eating, a large yellow dog suddenly came over wagging its tail. Ji Chaoxi gave the bones to the dog and drank a few sips of herbal tea.

"Perhaps in your eyes, chicken droppings are a very dirty thing," Ji Chaoxi said seriously, wiping her mouth.

"You might know that dung beetles also eat chicken droppings, as do fly larvae and earthworms. They all feed on chicken droppings, which are very precious to these creatures."

Ji Chaoxi said with a serious expression, "If you consider yourself an earthworm, then chicken droppings would be precious food to you, not foul-smelling filth."

She looked at him sincerely: "Does thinking like this make you feel better?"

The director thought Ji Chaoxi's words were excellent and nodded repeatedly.

He really hoped Jiang Yanchen would listen to him.

Ji Chaoxi felt Jiang Yanchen's hand tremble slightly, and she thought it was because her words had comforted him.

She quietly moved closer and saw Jiang Yanchen with red eyes and tears welling up in his eyes. He had his head down, his lips pursed, and tears were about to fall.

It was so embarrassing. Everyone knew he fell in chicken poop, and everyone knew how pathetic he looked being chased by a pair of chickens.

Ji Chaoxi stared at him in shock.

Jiang Yanchen cried because of this?!

The photographer noticed something in Ji Chaoxi's expression and tried to rush over, but Ji Chaoxi immediately stopped him.

If Jiang Yanchen were caught crying on camera, wouldn't he be so angry that he'd jump off a building?

Ji Chaoxi sighed deeply, took out the ointment the old lady had given her from her pocket, and handed it to Jiang Yanchen.

"Wipe it off, your hands are all scraped."

Jiang Yanchen didn't answer, but Ji Chaoxi noticed that the fabric on his knee was completely wet and dripping.

Ji Chaoxi: ...

Just when the director thought Ji Chaoxi would continue to comfort Jiang Yanchen...

He suddenly heard Ji Chaoxi speak with a sour tone.

"Your act of throwing chicken poop is sure to generate a lot of buzz; your manager must be thrilled."

She worked so hard catching chickens, but when he dropped one, all the attention went to him!

The director choked up.

At this point, she still cares about that stupid buzz!