Dressed as a Heartthrob Boyfriend [Transmigration Book]

In a daze, Xie Ning frowned strangely: "What do you ask me for?"

It's true that a heartthrob has a halo, but suddenly asking him such a question about his ex-boyfriend is really strange and uncomfortable.

The faint tingling sensation was fleeting and there was nowhere to catch it, but the unpleasant feeling was always there.

"Feel sorry…"

Yuan Yuan scratched his head in embarrassment, he didn't think about it when he asked, but now he realized something was wrong.

He blamed the two people on the day of the basketball game for impressing him too much, especially after finding out why Duan Ling played, he really thought he was out of luck.

Who knew that Xie Ning would transfer to Weilan No. [-] Middle School and even dump him.

Glancing at Xie Ning again, Yuan Yuan's eyes were still puzzled, but he couldn't hide the burst of joy.

He wanted to inquire about Duan Ling's recent situation, but Xie Ning didn't stay any longer and left directly with a cold expression on his face.

Really, there is no end.

Whenever he gets used to the reality-like atmosphere, someone will always use this to pull him back into the book, reminding him that he still has such an unreasonable aura of heartthrob.

However, Yuan Yuan has never appeared in the book. Thinking of this, Xie Ning felt relieved.

On the way back, he was still a little distracted.

He had a very happy and comfortable life this week. After Yuan Yuan's 'reminder', he unconsciously thought of Duan Ling's situation.

In the past, when he was a nominal boyfriend, many male supporting actors would restrain themselves a little because of their reputation, but now they might have a big explosion.

It's been a week, it's November, normally it's time to...

As soon as he thought about the beginning, Xie Ning felt as if he couldn't breathe. He quickly shook his head and silently recited today's English composition.

What kind of plot has nothing to do with him!

Duan Ling is so powerful... ask yourself for blessings.

But a week later, he has almost calmed down.

……

Living in school sounds like a difficult thing, but it is still very happy to experience it.

Almost all the boys in the sixth class of the third year lived on the ninth floor. During the day, everyone competed with each other to compare their grades, and at night they became good brothers who cooked hot pot together in the dormitory.

In Xiaopang's dormitory, while eating steaming hot meatballs, Xie Ning listened to some gags, and the smile on his face never disappeared.

Chewing meat, Xiaopang said bitterly, "Tell me, why don't the girls in our class dress up at all! Look at the girls in Class [-] who are so pretty, it's really incomparable!"

"What's the use of Shui Ling? The school doesn't allow puppy love. If you can see it but can't eat it, it's better to eat hot pot."

"Tsk, the school doesn't allow the dormitory to cook hot pot! There are at least dozens of young couples in the underground of our school, are you stupid?!"

The system of Weilan No. [-] High School is different from other high schools, but the adolescents are all the same. Whenever this topic is discussed, several people will always quarrel and complain over and over again, as if it is a pity in life not to have a relationship in high school.

Xie Ning honestly ate food in front of him, while Wei Shuangnan beside him was fiddling with his mobile phone without stopping.

The hot pot was bubbling and bubbling, the small table was full of mess, and the scattered cola labels were pasted on, and the word 'pure brew' was replaced.

Eating hotpot is a regular activity in the middle of every month in several dormitories. Xie Ning participated in it for the first time, and he still doesn't quite understand the unspoken rules set by them.

He turned towards Wei Shuangnan, and asked in a low voice, "God Wei, is the food expenses shared equally?"

Wei Shuangnan, who was leaning on the wardrobe with his back, put down his chopsticks now, looking full.

"No, it's English turn this week. Those with the worst grades in the monthly exam, please take the second-to-last one."

And this statement?

I never expected that not only cleaning, but even eating hot pot would be linked to grades. As expected of a top student, he could urge himself to study in every aspect.

As a newcomer, although he was admitted to the top ten in the monthly exam a week ago, his grades in his thirties were still a bit behind that of Wei Shuangnan, who was number one in his grade.

He has already contracted 906's sanitation for a week. Hearing what Wei Shuangnan said, Xie Ning quickly calculated his own ranking in his mind.

"Forget it, it's you." Wei Shuangnan said.

Xie Ning stopped chewing and continued to recall in disbelief, but it turned out to be him.

After being taken care of by these students for half a month, it was just cleaning up the mess, Xie Ning didn't complain.

He asked Wei Shuangnan curiously: "It's been a week, how do you still remember our grades?"

Could it be that the god of learning, like Duan Ling, can still have a photographic memory?

Wei Shuangnan seemed to see through his thoughts, his amber eyes swept over, he didn't speak, but just turned his phone towards him.

Above is the electronic transcript.

Xie Ning: "..."

He's being stupid again, and it's not at the center of the plot, so how can there be so many characters favored by the original author.

The part of them that did not participate in the love discussion quickly attracted the attention of several other people. Xiao Pang knocked on the small table with "Pure Brew" and imitated the tone of the teaching director.

"Hey! The two over there! Have you had a close relationship?! Tell me the truth!"

He learned it so vividly that several other people burst into laughter, only the two parties did not laugh.

Xie Ning was still pondering the meaning of too close relationship, Wei Shuangnan crossed his eyes at Xiaopang: "Explain what?"

"Truly explain the details!" Xiaopang narrowed his eyes, and he still hadn't played: "When did it start? How long has it been? Who took the initiative to commit the crime? Honestly!"

Through the malicious smiles of the others, Xie Ning finally realized what he was referring to.

He put down his chopsticks dumbfounded: "Stop judging the unjust case, and eat your hot pot."

In the world view in the book, no one will look at homosexuality with colored eyes, or that there is no difference between homosexuality and heterosexuality here. Boys pay less attention to each other, but friends will not get too close.

After all, it came from the real world. For non-supporting characters of the same sex, Xie Ning instinctively doesn't have much defense, let alone think about it, but Xiaopang is different.

"What is an unjust case! Xie Ning, don't think that Weilan No. [-] Middle School is safe. With your little appearance, there are so many nympho people behind the scenes!"

The more he said, the more exaggerated he became, seeing Xie Ning's nonchalant expression, he became even more anxious: "Only Zhuang Jiahe from Class [-], Cheng Fei from Class [-], and several others have come to make friends with me, just because We are at the same table!"

Aside from the at-a-glance identification of the protagonist's boyfriend, the original owner is just a small cannon fodder with a low sense of presence in the original book, and he was only noticed in the third year of high school for his good looks.

Not only is Duan Ling's tool person, in the author's writing, the original owner is still a tool person. The appearance setting is probably to fit the identity of the protagonist's first boyfriend. As for the low presence, it is because there is no need to appear before and after the whole book.

The mushroom-headed Li Chengxuan nodded at the side: "I see, I said why there are always people hanging around the door of our class these days."

"Didn't you guys read the new issue of the school newspaper? Just that photo of Xie Ning, my God, so many girls cut it out and used it as bookmarks!"

"So you have to be on guard!" Xiaopang said seriously: "The more people look like people, the less people they may be!"

He pointedly glanced at Wei Shuangnan, caught a glimpse of the raised eyebrows on the other side, and instantly dropped his shoulders like a deflated ball.

"But luckily you share the same room with Wei Shen, so it's not a big problem, haha."

The more he talked, the more sad he got from it, Xiaopang took two mouthfuls of Coke, and groaned: "I hang out with you mother-women solo every day, I really want to go to college alone? Xuanxuan, let's deal with it."

Li Chengxuan gave him a disgusted look: "Who sent you to the devil's concentration camp?"

Suddenly thought of something, Xiaopang turned to Xie Ning: "By the way, Yangcheng's school spirit should be very open. Xie Ning, have you ever been in a relationship?"

As soon as these words came out, the sound of gurgling hot pot became obvious.

Not only the other boys, but even Wei Shuangnan pulled his eyes from his phone and looked at him with interest.

Xie Ning stared blankly, and then nodded stiffly after a long time.

He didn't know how to tell a lie at first, but later he became familiar with it, but now he can't tell it.

Especially in the face of the classmates who have been taking care of him, not to mention that he is not sure whether Yuan Yuan from the same school can keep his mouth shut.

With a snap, the chopsticks in Xiaopang's hand fell off.

"Have you ever been in love?! Who? A man and a woman? They're not from our school, are they?!"

"No... former classmate."

As if trying to cover up something, Xie Ning picked up the chopsticks again.

"Oh my god! What kind of girl is so blessed!"

"Cough cough cough..." Xie Ning blushed from choking, Wei Shuangnan who was at the side saw him coughing non-stop, reached out to help him pat his back twice.

Under the wide-eyed stares, Xie Ning could only add after coughing, "It's a man."

The sound of the hot pot boiling became more obvious, and the eyes of Class [-] monitor Lin Chaoran lit up.

After a long time, Xiaopang let out an 'ah'.

Xueba not only have high IQ, but also have low EQ.

Xie Ning's tone was blunt, but the almond eyes that were shining just now were dodging non-stop. Several people saw that he didn't want to mention more, they looked at each other, and changed the topic tacitly.

This hot pot feast was generally very enjoyable. It was just in time for the weekend, and everyone didn't have to get up early the next day, so we talked until late.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the table was messed up, the rest of the people went to wash and take a shower, and Xie Ning, who was second to last, accepted his fate and cleaned up the mess.

After he finished packing and returned to 906, Wei Shuangnan was fiddling with the computer with his wet hair.

Without looking back, he reminded: "The hot water stops at eleven, you'd better hurry up."

"it is good."

After he took a shower, Wei Shuangnan still had wet hair.

"Don't you blow your hair? It's not good to sleep like this."

"Wait a minute." Wei Shuangnan responded, turned around and waved at him: "I improved it, try again."

There was still a small game of whack-a-mole on the computer screen. Although he was a little sleepy, Xie Ning still took the mouse by some coincidence.

The fierce gopher that he had mentioned before was gone, and the gopher with a well-tac-toe cap was replaced with a suffocated face. As for the rest, it basically remained the same.

After hitting him twice, he felt a little more relaxed. He looked at Wei Shuangnan who was silently watching.

"Will this game be released?"

"No, just for fun."

Xie Ning couldn't hide his surprise: "Then why do you need to test?"

"Who said testing?"

Glancing at his relaxed expression, Wei Shuangnan took back the computer, turned it off and went to bed.

"The last roommate went crazy under pressure, so I did it in advance to relieve the pressure."

……

In mid-November, the weather has turned cold.

After a short weekend, a new week begins, and the teaching building is full of learning atmosphere again.

At noon, when classes were approaching, there were basically no students wandering in the corridors of Weilan No. [-] Middle School.

Next to the bulletin board on the first floor was the latest issue of the school newspaper, which was an exclusive report on transfer students. The photo of Xie Ning sitting on the grass and looking up at the sky was also reflected on the electronic bulletin board.

His slender and white fingers slowly picked up a portion from it.

After looking at it for a long time, I tightened my fingers pinching the edge of the newspaper, and the paper fell into a few deep folds.

In the third year of high school, the first class in the afternoon of Weilan No. [-] Middle School defaulted to nap time, but at least half of the students were rushing to do their homework, and very few were crawling to sleep.

Xie Ning was a bit late in reviewing yesterday, and he was one of the very few.

When the head teacher brought people to Class [-], the rustling sounds in the classroom instantly became quiet, so quiet that one could even hear the snoring of some people.

Xiaopang opened his mouth wide in surprise, Jiang Xin's pupils shrank slightly, and he half-covered his mouth to gasp.

Even Wei Shuangnan, who was obsessed with brushing the questions, raised his eyelids and glanced, then lowered his head and continued to rush homework mechanically.

Without too much nonsense, the class teacher introduced concisely: "The new transfer student is called..."

"Duan Ling."

The corners of the mouths of the people on the podium curled slightly, their flirtatious facial features were like a blooming flower, with layers of ice crystals and white snow falling on the petals.

The black pearl has been soaked in snow water for half a month, and it is clear and cold.

Those eyes moved and landed on the head lying on the table at the back of the classroom.

He opened his lips and repeated lightly: "My name is Duan Ling."