Dressed as a Heartthrob Boyfriend [Transmigration Book]

The sixth day of the training camp was a fine day.

The snow stopped, and the gloomy sky that had accumulated dark clouds for the past few days showed light. As the training camp was about to end, the students who had been imprisoned in the wilderness for a week were faintly relieved.

Although everyone is a top student, in this kind of pressure field surrounded by enemies, the old gods can count on both hands.

If it was the first day of the training camp, on the bus, someone told Xie Ning that so many things would happen in the past few days, and that he would rank last with a zero score on the last day, he would never believe it.

But the fact is that he was not only the last one, but also got the last seat because of the last letter of his surname.

They were not the only ones who took the zero-egg test last night. There was also a student who also asked for leave because of a cold.

In the last row of class F, the boy who happened to be sandwiched between the two because of his surname couldn't help but look to the left, with a panicked expression, obviously not understanding the current situation clearly.

He just asked for a day off, why would he sit next to the big brother when he was divided into shifts? !

"The number one boss...?" the boy said to Duan Ling in an awe-inspiring tone.

After all, on the first day, Li Sanchuan, who was the number one on the ranking list, was 'dissuaded' in such a high-profile way. No matter how fast Duan Ling was, he still became a famous celebrity among the students, and he was really good looking. Yes, many stones who have been obsessed with studying for ten years have secretly opened their minds.

A big guy who had to turn a corner every night in the dormitory to discuss it suddenly became the next table, and the boy was really panicked.

After several exams, not to mention Wei Shuangnan, Zhuang Mingyu and others from city A, some so-called academic geniuses in other cities, including boys, only felt a rare setback in front of the protagonist, and this training camp was not in vain.

Duan Ling didn't intend to talk to the stranger, the boy waited for a long while but didn't even get a look, and looked away in embarrassment.

Seeing that he looked familiar, Xie Ning asked before class, "Are you from City A?"

Normally, Xie Ning's sense of existence is low, and it's even lower in the past few months. As soon as he opened his mouth, the boy noticed that there was a zero egg behind him.

Turning his head, the boy shook his head, thinking to himself why the people in the last class seem to be extraordinarily handsome, and the pink hair sitting in the front row of Xie Ning is also white and clean.

"Yes, from No. [-] Middle School."

"No wonder..."

It came as a bus, no wonder I have some impressions.

In the case of No. [-] Middle School, it should be the same school as Zhuang Mingyu.

The two were not familiar with each other, and after a brief chat, after learning that the other party was on leave due to illness, they developed a friendship with fellow sufferers.

Because Duan Ling had a good rest yesterday, Duan Ling didn't stay in bed today, so the two of them came to the classroom early.

A little later, Jiang Chenyu and Meng Qijiu arrived. Except for Jiang Chenyu whose jaw almost dropped from shock, Meng Jijiu and Duan Ling didn't react to each other. Although I don't know what happened when they were in the same class a few days ago, at present It seems that none of them are bored enough to fight when they meet.

Jiang Chenyu's surprise seemed to be aimed at him as well.

In Class F, Jiang Chenyu was in the penultimate row, and Meng Jijiu was in the front row, far away from the unexpected.

As class was approaching, Jiang Chenyu in the front row turned around to talk to Duan Ling until Duan Ling lay down on the table and began to catch up on sleep.

"Little beauty, you are number one."

Xie Ning couldn't say how many times he corrected him: "Call me Xie Ning."

To a certain extent, Jiang Chenyu and Maojuan are very similar, even their nicknames are exactly the same.

"Don't dwell on those details."

Jiang Chenyu waved his hands indifferently, his gaze circled among the few people, and he wisely chose not to get involved.

Taking advantage of Duan Ling's inattention, he held up his phone just in front of him: "Come on, let's take a picture first!"

As he spoke, before Xie Ning could react, he bared his teeth at the camera and gestured with scissors behind his eyes.

After the photo was taken, Jiang Chenyu bit the tip of her tongue, and happily sent it to someone, muttering: "See if you still pretend to be dead."

Xie Ning's eyes were sharp, and he saw the two words of remarks.

【Cat Cake】

"So during the basketball game, the answer to Maojuan crying and rolling is catcake?"

Jiang Chenyu smiled slyly, noncommittal.

His mobile phone quickly got a reply, and it was He Manjuan's stunned animal emoji package. At this moment, the class bell rang, and Gu Zi walked into the classroom in real money, and glanced at the back row without any trace.

This time it was Xie Ning's turn to drop his jaw.

Regardless of whether it was during his time in Yangcheng or the description in the original book, Gu Zizhen's grades are definitely among the best among a group of rich second generations. He is rarely encountered these days. I didn't expect him to be in Class F.

He asked Jiang Chenyu: "Has Gu Zi really been in Class F all this time?"

Jiang Chenyu took the time to glance forward, and his fingers were still typing on the phone: "Yeah, there are a few dogs around him watching the complaint. If I didn't find a chance, I would have beat him up."

Xie Ning was speechless: "Are you here to fight?"

Jiang Chenyu glared at him: "You really think I'm free, why should I fight if others don't make trouble, but he's different."

"Why is it different?"

"The cat is bothering him."

"..."

To be honest, Xie Ning felt that He Manjuan might be more annoying to Jiang Chenyu, after all, Gu Zizhen was not the type to take the initiative to provoke.

"But he's in class F, I really know why." Jiang Chenyu said with a sudden chuckle, "We were seated close together in the car, so I accidentally spotted it."

"Why?" Xie Ning's curiosity was aroused.

Jiang Chenyu smiled but said nothing, bent his fingers and rubbed them meaningfully, Xie Ning's eyes twitched.

"No money." He said blankly.

As expected, Nangao lived up to the school's reputation. Influenced by Meng Jijiu before, he felt that what He Manjuan and others said was exaggerated. At most, he was considered a bad boy, not a hooligan.

What's more, he clearly remembered Meng Jijiu's saying that Fenmao in front of him was a rich second generation who didn't show his true nature.

"Poor!" Jiang Chenyu lowered his face, and swept up and down contemptuously: "... Forget it, then you add me as a friend, and I will tell you."

Xie Ning: "..."

Fortunately, the lecturer of the last class came 5 minutes late. After they finished adding friends, Xie Ning watched him take a screenshot and sent it to He Manjuan. cell phone.

"I saw Duan Ling sent him a message."

Xie Ning was taken aback, and subconsciously looked past the boy in the middle towards Duan Ling.

"While on the bus? What did you send?"

"Pfft, absolutely!"

Jiang Chenyu cleared her throat, and imitated: "Go away or be carried away, you choose one."

Xie Ning was stunned for a while, then slowly raised the corners of his mouth.

During the quarrel in the corridor that day, what Duan Ling said didn't seem to be bluffing him. Compared with a genius, his brain is too simple to think.

In his thinking, there are too many things to look forward to and backward, and he is the only person to deal with it, so he seems to be in a hurry, but in Duan Ling's eyes, whether it is a male supporting role or studying, I am afraid that it is a trivial matter that can be solved with his own hands. The only thing that can't be solved is the physique of a heartthrob.

The two different identities and ways of dealing with things lead to their inability to understand each other, and there are a lot of unnecessary conflicts. Thinking about it carefully, it seems that they are not necessary.

Listening to the teacher's lecture, Xie Ning suddenly didn't want to work hard.

It doesn't mean that he doesn't want to study, but other aspects. If he doesn't want to worry about it anymore, Duan Ling can settle things easily. Why should he divert his attention from this? It's better to be a salted fish that concentrates on studying.

The protagonist's halo The protagonist's halo, Duan Ling's life has been smooth and smooth, he is shrouded in the halo, where can he be unlucky?

The more I think about it, the more it makes sense, but I can't take a salty fish too peacefully. After lunch break, when everyone else went to eat, Xie Ning sat down at the table in front of Duan Ling, turned around and stared at Duan Ling who was still sleeping for a while. , imitating him lying on the table.

Duan Ling's eyelashes trembled, and she seemed to wake up with a feeling. After seeing him, she lazily closed her eyes again.

"Don't bother people."

Xie Ningquan pretended not to hear: "Duan Ling, what do you like?"

Duan Ling's preferences are not mentioned in the original book. The disadvantage of having everything is that she responds to everything in a mediocre way. Except for sometimes playing games to pass the time, Duan Ling really doesn't seem to have any special preferences.

Duan Ling took out a hat from the desk and put it on his head, and said lazily, "I like to be quiet."

"..."

Then you can't sleep in the dormitory!

"Except for being quiet?" Xie Ning asked unwillingly, thinking that if he said no, he would really feel at ease.

But Duan Ling didn't speak this time, she lay on the table without raising her head, she only raised her vacant right hand, the fingertips were tired.

Being pointed at should be an uncomfortable feeling.

...as it should be.

The temperature and color climbed up his cheeks together, Xie Ning pressed his hand like lightning, blushing, "Except me again!"

He is not like Duan Ling, who likes to listen to it over and over again, one time is enough for him to stop his heartbeat, and he can't stand the continuous shock at all!

However, Duan Ling always has a way to make him completely surrender.

"Gone."

"..."

……

The morning of the last shift was calm.

In the past, Xie Ning had no idea that the student union in city A was being targeted. After all, his grades were not bad even in the training camp. The only students in the front row were the students of class A, but today is different.

Today he fell to the bottom in one breath, and after today, there is no pk classification rule, because tomorrow is the official exam, many people want to take the opportunity to find someone to compare, the whole morning, except for the constantly vibrating mobile phone, it is indeed considered calm.

Xie Ning made a small comparison. Although the other students from city A in the class were also being pk'd all the time, the frequency and degree of maliciousness seemed to be less severe than his. After a whole morning of observation, he was basically sure that the students from city A He was indeed targeted, but he was taken extra 'care'.

Either they have been inseparable from Duan Ling for the past few days and are being targeted by others, or there is a male supporting role playing tricks in the middle.

In the past, Xie Ning must have been thinking about things, feeling tired and depressed for a while, but now...

After lunch, he handed Duan Ling his mobile phone.

"There are always people looking for me to pk." There was a bit of a coquettish complaint in his tone: "I have to go to class, please help me."

Duan Ling picked up the phone and glanced at it. The time of the pk match was over, and the screen turned gray because of failure.

He said coldly: "Is this a real-name system?"

Xie Ning opened his mouth, but finally just nodded.

The mobile phone turned around between the fingers, the new pk has started automatically, and the set minimum 10 minutes is over.

Duan Ling pulled up the corners of her mouth with a half-smile, as if mocking the other party's overreaching.

"Go back to class."

Under the strange gaze of the boy next door, Xie Ning returned to his seat in peace.

Not long after, Jiang Chenyu turned around uncontrollably, handed him the vibrating phone and said, "Can Duan Ling do it for me too, the fucking old vibrating is affecting my play! Are these people sick? ?!"

"You can ask him to try."

"Damn! Isn't that courting death! I'll look for Jijiu later! He's fallen in love with nerd games recently, he's memorizing element tables while playing discs in the middle of the night, the bar owner..."

In the middle of speaking, Jiang Chenyu suddenly stopped, and took a deep look at him, although the muttering behind him was soft, Xie Ning heard it clearly.

"...What a vixen."

At the same time, watching silently next to Xie Ning, and losing the pk several times, the boy who was in the depression period was even more confused.

It was agreed that everyone is a top student, with strong self-esteem and weak ability to resist blows. Why does it seem that he is the only one who cares about pk?

After falling into Class F, he was pk'd all morning. He lost while attending class, and his mentality collapsed. These people are just like normal people!

After a moment of silence, Xie Ning didn't say anything, but just signaled Jiang Chenyu with his eyes that it's time to turn to class.

There are only a handful of odd jobs available to senior high school students. One is late school hours, and the other is heavy schoolwork. However, senior high school students are already adults, so there will be more workplaces that can make money and fit in time.

Thinking of several times when the door opened after midnight, Xie Ning looked at Meng Jijiu who was listening attentively in the front row, his eyes became more complicated.

He made a promise to Meng Jijiu before that he could come to him whenever he encountered problems in his studies, but now, this promise seemed to suddenly become heavy.

He wants to cash in, but is afraid of self-defeating.

Looking at Duan Ling who was mechanically solving the problem, Xie Ning blinked, and the complexity in his eyes faded away.

I hope the training camp can end more slowly.

On the last day of the training camp, Duan Ling, who had promised not to fight, did not cause trouble. Gu Zizhen, who was in the same class, seemed in a bad mood and did not dare to make trouble.

Except that Zhuang Mingyu came to class F to watch the fun, provoked him with PK, Jiang Chenyu and others, and was almost beaten again, everything was quite peaceful.

The seventh day of the training camp was the official exam. The night before, Duan Ling drew some questions for him on the software.

"Take any test, it doesn't make any difference if it's not the first."

Xie Ning was silent: "You better stop talking."

Duan Ling, who was playing a game, raised her head with a smile that was not a smile: "Then what do you want me to say?"

They came back early today, and everyone else in the dormitory was grinding their guns in the classroom, chasing the teacher, or discussing issues with each other, even Zhuang Mingyu was like this. In contrast, Wei Shuangnan, who came back with Duan Ling and his colleagues, was more heartbroken.

If the principal of Weilan No. [-] Middle School saw this scene, he didn't know how he would feel.

Xie Ning sat at the table and said expectantly, "Come on or something?"

Duan Ling said perfunctorily: "Well, come on."

"...you better stop talking."

That's all. He plays games and studies by himself, and he can be regarded as performing his own duties. But every so often, the uncle starts to order people around again.

"Bring me the charging cable, it's on top."

The thought of solving the current problem was interrupted in an instant, Xie Ning's forehead twitched, and he said it's okay, it's okay, silently several times, before he slowly climbed to the upper bunk to get the charging cable.

He didn't hand it over immediately, but stood in front of him and asked, "Is the phone out of battery?"

"nonsense."

Xie Ning said in a low tone, "My head tripped just now."

Duan Ling finally looked up from the phone, looking at him with an unpredictable expression: "I see it, bring it here."

Glancing at his mouth in dissatisfaction, Xie Ning finally cherished the time and handed it over.

But Duan Ling didn't catch the charging cable, but directly grabbed his hand, pulled him into his arms with a strong tug.

"...!"

Xie Ning was really taken aback!

Immediately afterwards, Duan Ling's slightly playful bass came from above his head.

"What? You want to charge too?"

"..."

The cold recovered, and the nose naturally ventilated. Knowing that Duan Ling didn't like it, he still couldn't help taking a few puffs.

And then it's... a little bit over the top.

After getting along for half a year, he gradually figured out the correct way to fall in love, especially when facing Duan Ling, who only used his emotional intelligence occasionally, and would not be gentle and considerate to others in person.

To put it bluntly, it works best if you follow the hair, and you might be able to reverse the general.

The teasing in the conversation turned a deaf ear, Xie Ning closed his eyes, and rubbed himself in the warm embrace unceremoniously, as expected, Duan Ling froze for a moment.

He hid his face and curled the corners of his mouth secretly.

"Then charge for 1 minute."

The author has something to say: it can hardly be considered a two-in-one fat chapter!

[Just kidding, there will be double updates tomorrow!tomorrow!

Xie Ning: Boss, I don't want to work hard anymore.