Dressed as a Heartthrob Boyfriend [Transmigration Book]

Weilan No. [-] Middle School is located in a remote location, but the school environment is not inferior to that of Yangcheng.

In the original book, Weilan No. [-] Middle School is a school for nerds that He Manjuan casually mentioned. It belongs to a scene that is out of the plot. It is similar to him as cannon fodder. It only takes up two lines. There is no male supporting role in the school, and it has nothing to do with the protagonist.

Xie Ning is sure that Weilan No. [-] High School knows that Duan Ling's students do not exceed two hands. This is an ordinary high school that is far away from disputes.

On the campus, the trees are lush and lush, and there is a statue of an old man in front of the fountain in the center. The old man holds a book in his hand and a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose.

After he stepped into the campus, the gate guard locked the gate again.

From the perspective of outsiders, this is a 'prison' isolated from the world, but in the eyes of Xie Ning, this is simply the strongest fortress!

Before coming here, he had explained everything he should have explained to Father Xie. On the first day of the report, the school specially allowed him to go back to the dormitory to tidy up his things, and then start the formal class after the second period.

Weilan No. [-] High School not only has closed management, but also provides dormitories for free. To put it bluntly, it is compulsory.

After wandering all the way, Xie Ning found the student dormitory with a small suitcase. It was marked on the admission invitation that he was assigned to 906 on the top floor.

It's past eight o'clock in the morning, and the students are all in the classroom.

The building is empty, looking through the window, it is similar to the student dormitory in the original world, but maybe considering the relationship between the students, each room is a double room, which looks very spacious.

The bed on the left in dormitory No. 906 was empty, and his name was printed on the locker. Putting down the suitcase, Xie Ning took a special look at his roommate's name.

【Wei Shuangnan】

I haven't heard of it, it probably didn't appear in the original book.

I hope he is easy to get along with... He thought silently.

The roommate he dreamed of was the kind of taciturn academic master. They would not bother each other, but they could also urge each other to study.

After tidying up his things briefly, the head teacher of Class [-] and [-] of Senior High School called him, said that everything had been arranged, and asked him if he could attend the second class.

Xie Ning responded, glanced at the time, and hurried to the teaching building.

Weilan No. 5 High School does not have as much land as Yangcheng, but it is not much different. The distance from the dormitory building to the teaching building is about [-] minutes.

When passing by the electronic bulletin board on the first floor of the teaching building, Xie Ning stopped suddenly and took a few steps closer in disbelief.

There are several photos of Nangao on the huge notice board, which are the scenes of the basketball game that day, and he even found himself in some photos.

In addition to the scrolling photos, there is also a large text report, an ordinary basketball game is written like a century war, the name of the editor-in-chief in the lower right corner, Yuan Yuan.

The boy who was carrying the DSLR that day was called Yuan Yuan?

...He almost forgot about this episode. It seems that there are still some people in Weilan No. [-] Middle School who are affected by the aura of people-consciousness. However, Yuan Yuan took so many photos of Duan Ling, and he didn't even release a single photo.

Xie Ning forced himself to withdraw his thoughts.

Without staying too long, he first went to the class teacher's office to report, and under the leadership of the other party, he went directly to class six of the third year.

During the recess, some of the students were reciting books, some were explaining to each other with papers, and some were resting and chatting.

The atmosphere is not very quiet, but it is definitely not noisy, it is exactly the same as the school before crossing.

...This is a normal senior year.

After two months, Xie Ning almost cried with joy when he came to such a normal school along the way, it was simply not easy.

He followed behind the teacher and greeted the curious eyes of the students, and would politely smile back, because there was no malice or rejection in those eyes, just simple strange curiosity.

The inherent process for transfer students is to go on stage, introduce themselves, and then sit down.

Standing on the podium, Xie Ning lowered his eyes under dozens of pairs of astonished eyes, meditating that this is the beginning of a new life, then raised his head and smiled.

"Hi everyone, my name is Xie Ning."

"Today is the first day of transferring to Class [-], please take care of me in the future."

The audience was silent.

At least ten seconds later, under the leadership of a little fat man in the back row, warm welcome applause erupted.

"Welcome, welcome! Welcome new classmate!" The little fat man stood up and yelled red-faced, only to be glared at by the head teacher before sitting down awkwardly.

Xie Ning silently breathed a sigh of relief.

Different from the previous school, Weilan No. [-] Middle School does not have a single table for one person. Coincidentally, his deskmate is that fat little fat man.

The little fat man's name is Liu Yansong, and the students in the class call him Fat Brother.

Throughout the second class, Fat Brother's head kept turning towards him like a spinning top. Whenever Xie Ning looked over, he immediately pretended to be gnawing on a book, but his acting skills were extremely poor.

After finally surviving get out of class, Xie Ning closed the book and asked impatiently, "What do you think I am doing?"

Xiaopang smiled mischievously, and was a little embarrassed after being caught: "Sorry, sorry, I have never been a transfer student, so I am a little curious."

At this time, the short-haired girl in the front row turned her head and said, "Nonsense, he just wants to see you look good."

Xie Ning paused, a little dumbfounded.

"Our school is rich in crooked melons and cracked dates, and few of them can be seen." The girl shook her head and sighed, and she was still holding an English card in her hand.

A few days before the transfer, it was inevitable that they would become the focus. Xie Ning had made preparations, but he didn't expect that these top students were not dull at all, and their enthusiasm was unimaginable.

Not long after class, three or five people surrounded his desk.

"Your name is Xie Ning, right? My name is Lin Chaoran, and I'm the monitor of our class."

"What school did you go to before?"

Xie Ning: "...I was in Yangcheng before."

"Yangcheng?" A mushroom head adjusted his beer-bottomed glasses: "The school that the rich go to looks reasonable."

Reasonable?What is reasonable?

Xie Ning smiled awkwardly, he hadn't experienced this kind of feeling of being approached enthusiastically for a long time, and he was still a little uncomfortable for a while.

"Wait, wait! Don't scare my deskmate!"

At this time, Xiaopang on the side stretched out his round palm and waved it, but no one paid any attention to him.

The short-haired girl asked: "I'm already in my third year of high school, why can't I just switch here? By the way, where do you live?"

"906."

The noisy surrounding was quiet for a moment, and at the same time, his eyes turned to the empty seat next to him.

What's wrong?New roommate?It won't be another difficult role...

Xie Ning's scalp went numb, and he couldn't help holding his breath right now.

Xiaopang showed sympathy in his eyes, and spoke first: "My mother, sharing a room with Wei Shen, it's so miserable."

"Don't listen to his nonsense, at most it's just cleaning."

"By the way, there is an unspoken rule in the dormitory building. Those with poor grades are responsible for cleaning. Don't think too much about it."

"I still want to share a room with Wei Shen, don't worry about the exam!"

Xie Ning let out a long sigh of relief.

...It sounds like he's just a college bully with unbelievable grades, but he's overwhelmed.

"But... you are so beautiful, isn't our school recruiting based on your face?!"

"..."

Indeed, compared to Yangcheng's delicacy or Nangao's personality, the students of Weilan No. [-] Middle School seem a little ordinary. They generally have a pair of eyes on the bridge of their noses, and they don't pay much attention to their appearance.

Compared to being pretty, if the other party said he was handsome, Xie Ning might be happier.

Fatty saw the stiffness on his face, and quickly stood up and said, "Damn! The next class of the female devil, have you memorized the composition! Are you afraid that she will click on it?!"

In the next English class, their English teacher will assign a homework to memorize the composition every day. If they can't recite it during the spot check, they will go to the back of the classroom and stand to listen. One day is not counted, and they will stand for three days of English class.

The complexions of several people changed, and they hurried back to memorize the composition without caring about talking again.

Xie Ning relaxed, turned his head and thanked Xiaopang.

At this time, the boy in the empty seat next door returned to the classroom. As soon as he sat down, the short-haired girl turned around with a smile and said, "Wei Shen, this is your roommate!"

Xie Ning was startled, and looked at the other party.

The Wei Shen they talked about didn't seem to have much to do with nerds.

He is tall, with regular facial features, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his eyes are a little pale, a rare amber color.

"Yeah." Wei Shuangnan glanced at him lightly, and suddenly asked, "Did you sleep well?"

Xie Ning reacted for a while before nodding hesitantly.

"That's fine."

The short-haired girl rolled her eyes between the two of them. She didn't know what to think, so she burst out laughing.

"You come from Yangcheng, so you may not be able to adapt to the rhythm of our devil concentration camp. If you encounter any problems, just ask him."

Wei Shuangnan flipped through the English paper on the table, ticking off the answers as he spoke.

"Put away those messy things in your mind, and save some energy for standing in the next class."

The short-haired girl glanced at the corner of her mouth, and he turned away with a blank look.

The content of what they said was really normal, it didn't revolve around a certain person or fight, Xie Ning was inexplicably moved.

Later, Xiaopang asked him many questions, such as whether to transfer to Weilan No. [-] Middle School and why he transferred.

This chubby is different from Nan Gao's, he looks like he's suffocated, so he's very curious about everything, but with such an enthusiastic deskmate, Xie Ning feels at ease.

"By the way, there is a mock exam in the afternoon, did you know?"

He really didn't know about this, and Teacher He didn't say anything.

Xie Ning shook his head, Xiaopang showed an expression that you are really unlucky.

"Have you finished all your textbooks?"

"I've finished studying early, and the first round of review is almost over. Now I'm just brushing up questions every day. I'm getting bored to death!"

While talking, Xiaopang's eyes still glanced at the card-shaped English composition in his hand.

"This is the devil's concentration camp. Do you know how many papers we make in a day? The papers printed in a day in the third year of high school can circle the school!"

I thought Xie Ning would show some regret, but I didn't expect Xie Ning to have no reaction after hearing this.

Xiaopang was a little embarrassed, and then went to recite the composition.

On the afternoon of the first day, as expected, there was a mock exam as Fatty said.

Yang Cheng has just studied the textbook once, and has not yet started to review again, and his progress is far behind that of Weilan No. [-] Middle School.

But in late October, nothing bad happened, Xie Ning didn't delay his studies, and the papers in Weilan No. [-] Middle School were a bit difficult, but they were still within his ability.

In the transfer requirements of Weilan No. [-] Middle School, grades are a hard threshold. Fortunately, the original owner's grades have been good before, and he didn't fall too far in the big exams.

Moreover, during the recent period, Duan Ling took the trouble to dissect many wrong questions for him.

The exam lasted the whole afternoon, and after the exam, Xiaopang became wilted, whining in his mouth and saying that it was over, and he didn't have much energy until after school.

Xie Ning could only say a few words of comfort. Seeing his classmates attach so much importance to grades, he felt very relieved.

The management of Weilan No. [-] Middle School is very strict. For example, mobile phones found in the teaching area will be confiscated.

Knowing this school rule, Xie Ning directly put the phone in the dormitory.

After evening self-study in the evening, he returned to the dormitory with a few classmates, and his mobile phone was still ringing when he entered the room.

Wei Shuangnan came back before him and was typing on the computer with headphones on.

Seeing that he was back, Wei Shuangnan directly pushed the phone on the table: "It rang five times, and there was only one person."

Xie Ning: "..."

Picking up the phone, it was an unfamiliar number with no notes, and there were several follow-up text messages from different people.

After glancing at Wei Shuangnan, Xie Ning walked towards the balcony, and when the phone rang again, he waited for a long time before picking it up in fear.

It turned out to be He Manjuan.

"Xie Ning, you changed schools?!"

His voice made Xie Ning take the phone away, but his tense nerves relaxed.

"Well, turn around."

"Brother! Why?! Someone who doesn't have eyes is here to make trouble? Or..."

Xie Ning interrupted him: "No, my family went bankrupt, Yangcheng's tuition is too expensive, so I transferred to another school, don't think too much about it."

The previous rumors of their family's bankruptcy did not last long in Yangcheng. Obviously the factory has changed hands. I don't know what happened, but the news hasn't spread yet.

"Then Ling, why..."

"We have already broken up, Maojuan, I still have something to do, let's talk when I have time!"

After briefly explaining the reason, Xie Ning found a reason and hung up the phone before He Manjuan mentioned Duan Ling.

After the tense heart rate gradually recovered, he sent a text message to Father Xie and others to explain the situation, and then turned off the phone before returning to the house.

Wei Shuangnan was still typing on the keyboard, as if he was programming software.

"By the way, before these few calls, I answered one." He said lightly.

Xie Ning was taken aback.

"Your cell phone has been ringing, it seems that there is something urgent, so I answered it, sorry."

He said sorry, but there was not much apology in his tone, but a little dissatisfaction.

"Next time if you're not here, it's best to mute it."

"Sorry, who's calling?"

Wei Shuangnan shrugged: "The other party has not spoken, so I said you haven't come back yet."

call……

Xie Ning clutched his chest and was about to catch his breath when Wei Shuangnan added another sentence.

"He didn't speak until I was about to hang up. The voice sounded like a man."

After a while, Xie Ning asked stiffly, "What did he say?"

Wei Shuangnan stopped what he was doing and turned his head to look at him.

"Say, let you wait."