Dressed as a Heartthrob Boyfriend [Transmigration Book]

Occasionally, Xie Ning would have a feeling that Duan Ling was taking him to death.

He has read most of the book, and he doesn't know Duan Ling very well, but Duan Ling has seen through him in just two months, not only knows how to annoy him, but also knows how to make his accumulated anger collapse instantly and fall into nothingness state.

The more words you don't usually hear, the more thrilling you will be when you hear them at first.

He bit the tip of his tongue and forced himself to wake up: "...Don't change the subject!"

The sweet smell is lingering, no matter how much you ignore it, the atmosphere is still invisibly ambiguous.

When Duan Ling approached purposefully, Xie Ning looked away without thinking about the incident during the day.

Duan Ling's eyes darkened, a little surprised.

"no one."

It's not about whether or not there is anyone, Xie Ning even forgot why he was angry just now when he interrupted him.

But there are some things that I want to forget but I can't forget.

"...Is your cleanliness serious?" He asked with complicated eyes.

Duan Ling frowned: "Why bring this up?"

"Why did you have to beat Li Sanchuan just because he grabbed me?"

As soon as the words finished, Duan Ling lifted her sleeves and passed by her wrist, and admitted without hesitation.

"no?"

Xie Ning: "..."

It's all over if you can, but...don't kiss.

For him, yesterday was just an accident, but for Duan Ling, it might be unbearable.

… In six days, when the training camp is over, he will confess.

What I said now, according to today's speculation, there will definitely be a big event!

After leaving here, no matter how Duan Ling will react after hearing it, it should only be aimed at him.

Thinking of this, Xie Ning pursed his lips, his chaotic heartbeat calmed down to a slow rate due to some possibility.

"Go back to the dormitory." He said softly, "We'll talk about it after the training camp."

The air pressure dropped suddenly, Duan Ling stared at him for a long time, until Xie Ning's body was so stiff that he couldn't control it, then he turned his eyes away and went upstairs.

"Oh, as you like."

The first day of training was over, and that night, dormitory 404 fell into an eerie silence.

Duan Ling was taking a bath, Zhuang Mingyu kept a straight face and said nothing, and Xie Ning silently brushed up the questions.

It was not convenient to talk in the dormitory. The other three roommates first lowered their heads and used their mobile phones to send messages to each other for a while. Then they probably found it troublesome, looked at each other, and went to other dormitories to 'drop in'.

Only Xie Ning and Zhuang Mingyu were left in the room. What should be said has been said, Xie Ning didn't repeat it, and continued to brush up the questions.

There was a long table between the beds on both sides of the dormitory, and he sat at the table, while Zhuang Mingyu was on the upper bunk opposite.

There was a crisp collision sound from the upper bunk, Xie Ning looked up and met Zhuang Mingyu's eyes.

Zhuang Mingyu's cheeks were bulging, and he was obviously in a bad mood. The sound just now was because the phone accidentally touched the bed rail.

When Xie Ning lowered his head again, Zhuang Mingyu became inexplicably angrier, looked at Xie Ning several times from the corner of his eye, but never met his gaze again.

Five minutes later, he choked out a sentence as if seeking attention: "Are you still in Class C?"

"Yes." In the middle of doing the question, Xie Ning raised his head and replied, "I'm already at this level."

Zhuang Mingyu waited for a long time with his ears pricked up, only to find that Xie Ning continued to do the questions without even asking him how his grades were!

"I'm going to Class A." He squeezed out another sentence.

Xie Nin congratulated symbolically: "I know, congratulations."

Zhuang Mingyu gritted her teeth: "Are you all so bored in Azure No. [-] Middle School?!"

This question made Xie Ning a little distracted: "It's okay, most of them are more introverted."

If Weilan No. [-] Middle School wasn't bored, Duan Ling wouldn't be able to stay so calm.

After 10 minutes, a round of practice was finished, Xie Ning stretched his waist, and when he looked up, a pair of red phoenix eyes came into view.

Zhuang Mingyu was taken aback for a moment, and quickly turned his face away as if he was caught peeking at the bag, the tips of his ears were pink.

He half-covered his mouth and coughed twice, and asked sullenly, "Have you finished the question?"

"Ah."

Zhuang Mingyu was no longer seeing him hiding or fleeing, which made Xie Ning somewhat relieved. If Zhuang Mingyu stayed in the same dormitory, if Zhuang Mingyu kept that attitude, he would be seen as tricky sooner or later.

It's best to talk like this now and not take anyone seriously. Xie Ning asked about the day's affairs: "By the way, are you brothers with Mr. Zhuang in the infirmary?"

Zhuang Mingyu covered her ears exaggeratedly as her brain, which had been steaming halfway, cooled down instantly, "Please don't mention it!"

"..."

It seems that the two brothers have a lot of problems, but right now no one knows Zhuang Tinglan's character better than Zhuang Mingyu.

Xie Ning pretended not to hear: "In addition to being the school doctor in Yangcheng, Teacher Zhuang seems to be working as a private doctor."

"Don't mention him to me..." Zhuang Mingyu's expression was contorted, as if he was very resistant to this topic: "If I had known he was here, I wouldn't have gone to take the medicine!"

It could be seen that Zhuang Mingyu was really scared, Xie Ning didn't force others to do anything difficult.

Zhuang Mingyu, who always yelled, "Kill me if you have the ability", and who is not afraid of being beaten to death, but kept such a secret to his brother, and didn't even want to mention it, this is enough to show the degree of danger.

Because of this, Xie Ning didn't believe that such a person would appear beside Duan Ling for no reason, and he planned to go to the psychological counseling at noon tomorrow.

"you…"

Zhuang Mingyu's voice interrupted his thinking.

"Well, that kind of thing... have you ever done it with someone else?"

Xie Ning was stunned: "What's the matter?"

Zhuang Mingyu's face was blushing to the point of bleeding, and she whispered with difficulty, "It's just...just yesterday."

Xie Ning's heart tightened, he didn't know why he suddenly returned to this topic.

However, before he could open his mouth, Zhuang Mingyu said first, "Although it wasn't what I thought, but... that's the way it is. You can make a condition, such as letting the horse with the hat go, and then everyone will be evened."

The more he talked, the lower his voice became, not only his eyes wandered, but a thin layer of sweat oozed from his forehead.

"...if that doesn't work, I can try... try and..."

Xie Ning couldn't help interrupting: "You want me to make a condition? A condition for an even balance?"

Zhuang Mingyu choked on his words, and nodded reluctantly.

Not knowing whether to laugh or cry at his thoughts, Xie Ning simply said: "Then you 'let' Duan Ling go, and don't provoke him normally."

Otherwise, next time it is impossible to say that he was really beaten to death, and there is no intersection, so we have to avoid leaking words.

Zhuang Mingyu didn't expect him to be so straightforward, his expression was a little dazed, just in time for the bathroom door to open, and Duan Ling, who had finished the shower, came out, without blow drying her hair as usual.

I don't know if wet head can improve IQ or what, Wei Shuangnan and him are like this, Xie Ning couldn't help but said: "Why don't you blow dry before coming out!"

Boys' hair is not too long, it only takes 5 minutes, and it is not too cold in winter.

Duan Ling was expressionless: "You are so annoying."

"..."

Xie Ning stood up helplessly, pointed to the chair, "Sit down, I'll help you."

Duan Ling sat down like a master, and didn't complain this time, the air pressure was a little less than in the corridor.

The sound of the hair dryer soon rang through the bedroom, and the scent of Duan Ling after taking a shower was even stronger. Knowing that there were other people in the room, Xie Ning had no choice but to resist the urge to bury it and take a few puffs.

Duan Ling put one hand on the table to fiddle with the phone, the ink-colored hair ran through her fingers, which was not soft enough to match the owner.

Xie Ning drooped his eyes seriously while blowing his hair, Zhuang Mingyu sat on the upper bunk and stared blankly, always feeling that something was wrong, something made people uncomfortable, but he couldn't explain the reason.

The same school is amazing? !Still tired of hugging crookedly!

If it hadn't been for agreeing to the man with the hat just now, Zhuang Mingyu really wanted to fight him now, but within a minute, he regretted agreeing to this condition.

...he hadn't finished talking yet.

After staring sourly for a long time, Zhuang Mingyu's eyes flashed, and she quickly got out of bed and rushed into the bathroom. After a while, the sound of running water came from the bathroom.

After drying his hair until it was half dry, Xie Ning turned off the hair dryer.

The rich fragrance is tickling.

Obviously he had just refused intimacy, but his body was used to wanting to get closer. While lamenting that beauty deceives people, he bowed down and put the hair dryer into the drawer.

"Blow it well next time and then come out."

"Don't blow."

Pausing for a moment, Xie Ning closed the drawer and pretended he didn't hear it.

At first glance, I still feel angry, and the special situation is not easy, so I can only swallow my anger.

The bedroom fell silent, Xie Ning sat on the chair next to him and began to brush up questions, only the sound of water flowing from the bathroom could be heard in his ears.

The light on the screen was turned off, and Duan Ling looked at the reflection on the screen with an increasingly irritable expression.

He suddenly said in a vicious voice: "It's all broken, and I'm not going to take it back!"

Xie Ning's hand shook, and the question that should have been A was pressed to C by mistake, and the answer was wrong.

He turned his head in surprise, only to see Duan Ling's irritable face, but he didn't meet his eyes.

What, what does this mean...?

Xie Ning was in doubt, thinking to himself, could this be a arrogant compromise?

He tentatively continued: "Then, for similar things in the future, can you stop being so...extreme?"

It's fine to retire, but it's a bit frightening to break people's bones at every turn, but the reason is insignificant.

There was the sound of gnashing teeth from the side, and the veins on Duan Ling's forehead were throbbing. Xie Ning felt terrified and unconsciously clenched his clenched fist.

"Duan Ling."

Duan Ling's expression froze.

Some redness and swelling around the knuckles is a side effect of overuse.

Only after realizing the injury, Xie Ning looked closer: "Does it hurt? Do you want to take medicine?"

"…grass!"

Throwing away his hand, Duan Ling rubbed between her eyebrows, completely losing her temper.

For Duan Ling, not answering or denying is basically equivalent to agreeing.

Xie Ning was roughly thrown away, and after being stunned for a while, he lowered his brows and looked at him with a pair of almond eyes shining like light.

For a moment, Xie Ning even had the illusion that even if Duan Ling's bottom line was touched, Duan Ling would compromise.

Prompted by this illusion, he opened his mouth and impulsively wanted to confess: "Duan Ling, in fact, after the exam yesterday, I..."

In the middle of speaking, the bathroom door suddenly opened, and Zhuang Mingyu rushed out with her wet golden hair on her head.

His face was glowing red from the steam, and there was a hint of joy between his brows.

Glancing at the two people who were looking at them at the same time, he coughed lightly to cover up, then raised his chest and raised his head, swaying closer.

Zhuang Mingyu's appearance immediately woke Xie Ning up. Not only did he wake up, he even shivered in fear.

If this is said, can Zhuang Mingyu still be so swaying...

He shook his head, warning himself not to make fun of other people's safety, the math competition is too important for these candidates who are firmly in the top ranks.

"What happened after the exam?" Duan Ling urged.

"... fell down."

Duan Ling was rarely in a daze, and after a long while, he asked inexplicably, "Where did you fall?"

Xie Ning avoided his gaze, and said without thinking, "Ass, it's fine."

Duan Ling didn't answer, she gave him a sideways glance, turned around and went back to the upper berth.

After the two of you glanced at me and finished talking, Xie Ning was about to continue writing the questions when he noticed that Zhuang Mingyu was still dangling in front of his eyes.

It was the twelfth lunar month of winter, and City B belonged to the south. The heating in the bedroom could only be provided by the air conditioner. Zhuang Mingyu, who had just showered, was shivering, obviously very cold.

Xie Ning asked suspiciously, "Aren't you going to bed? Why don't you blow your hair?"

After being ignored for a long time, Zhuang Mingyu, who was emotionally angry, heard the words, and the cloudy and sunny suddenly turned.

"I didn't bring a hairdryer."

Xie Ning opened the drawer: "Say it earlier, I'll lend it to you."

Zhuang Mingyu nodded her head pretending to be reserved: "Then let... wait, lend me?!"

Xie Ning stopped halfway, unable to figure out what his reaction meant.

"do you need?"

Standing stupidly looking at him for a long while, Zhuang Mingyu's face became more and more red, and she squeezed out a sentence from between her teeth.

"…unnecessary."

After that, he scrambled and climbed onto the upper bunk with a lot of movement, and got into the bed with his wet golden hair on his head, and didn't come out all night.

Xie Ning didn't understand why, Duan Ling, who was playing games on the upper bunk, glanced across, her peachy eyes seemed to be covered with a dark curtain.

……

On the second day of the training camp, the classes were reassigned according to the rankings of the second exam. Xie Ning, who was still in class C, was replaced with new adjacent tables, and one of them turned out to be Yang Cheng's apple face.

The two of them nodded to each other, their expressions were a little embarrassed. After the embarrassment, they tacitly chose not to speak anymore.

The atmosphere on the second day was much more settled than the first day. Although the students still regarded each other as rivals, they were forced to learn to restrain their emotions after yesterday's big incident.

The total score leaderboard has undergone earth-shaking changes again. Li Sanchuan's retirement incident stayed yesterday. On a new day, the top students once again devoted themselves to new special training.

Before class, Xie Ning, like most of the students, was scrolling through the practice questions with his mobile phone. This enthusiasm had nothing to do with the list, but when he exited the software, he still habitually flipped through it.

Ye Xuan climbed back to the overall score list, and Lin Chaoran also entered the top [-]. They are all hard-working academics.

Open the error rate leaderboard, Jiang Chenyu is high on it, but Meng Jijiu has disappeared. It seems that he said that he is serious about studying.

and many more…

The arc of the corner of his mouth suddenly froze, and Xie Ning suddenly remembered something.

Among the 600 students, Jiang Chenyu and Meng Jijiu were most likely to be in the last class.

And Duan Ling, who handed in a blank paper yesterday... is also in the last class today?