Dressed as a Heartthrob Boyfriend [Transmigration Book]

Meng Qijiu?

After being reminded by He Manjuan, Xie Ning finally remembered this male supporting role who didn't have many roles but had a strong presence in the first half of the book.

It can't be said that it is a male supporting role. After all, like Wu Pei, the teaching director of Yangcheng High School, Meng Jijiu is one of the few existences in the original book who don't look at his face. If it is said that Duan Ling's face was injured by him, Xie Ning Not only is it not surprising, but I even wonder if the other party is showing mercy.

That's right, in the original book, not only was Meng Jijiu not fascinated by the heartthrob, nor was he like Wu Pei who could only verbally target him, he was the only supporting character who didn't hesitate to make a move.

Normally, such a character would fall in love and kill the protagonist, and the rival would become a lover, but after reading most of the book, Xie Ning was sure that the spark between these two people was definitely not mixed with any ambiguity, and it was all real gunpowder.

However, the role of Meng Jijiu has not appeared since Duan Ling graduated from high school, far less than Gu Zizhen, He Manjuan and others, so Xie Ning didn't meet him for a while.

Speaking of Meng Jijiu, he couldn't help but think of the 'little hat' that Nangao Hongmao had mentioned many times when he first wore it.

"Why did you fight yesterday?"

There was He Manjuan who knew the inside story right in front of him, Xie Ning didn't waste the opportunity: "Is it because of the little hat?"

"What do you know about Caps?"

He Manjuan was surprised, and then suddenly showed an expression of enlightenment: "By the way, Xiaomao is your rival in love, and it's normal for you to pay attention to him."

Xie Ning: "..."

"It is indeed because of Xiaomao. Isn't Xiaomao Menggou's younger brother? He is the one who covers him."

"What's wrong with the little hat?" Xie Ning asked.

He Manjuan scratched his head irritably, as if he hated mentioning the name: "That guy is a psycho, he has been following Brother Ling for more than a year, a stinky rat in the gutter!"

smelly mouse...

Xie Ning couldn't help but look at his pair of cat eyes, barely understanding his metaphor.

"Why, why are you looking at me?"

He Manjuan, who was bored at first, met his clear eyes, the movement of scratching his head gradually became stiff, and his tongue knotted uncontrollably: "Let me tell you, I don't like you like Brother Ling..."

"Which set?"

Xie Ning tilted his head, didn't understand what he was talking about, and guessed based on what Hongmao said on the first day: "So it's because Xiaomao was scolded by Duan Ling...cough, after being rejected by Duan Ling, he was hit, so yesterday Mengqi For a long time to stand up for his younger brother, to trouble Duan Ling?"

"...More or less." Glancing at him quickly, He Manjuan's eyes flickered, and he puffed up his cheeks and muttered: "Anyway, Nangao doesn't have a good thing!"

What does almost mean?Is it or is it not?

Xie Ning opened his mouth, just as he was about to ask, a round-faced boy suddenly trotted over from outside the basketball court, holding a heavy-looking cardboard box in his hand, with a troubled expression on his face.

"Huh! Hurry up! Senior Shen came over just now and asked me to give this to you, saying that he would come to pick it up in three days."

He Man's face was blank, obviously not knowing what was going on: "Huh? Shen Yinghan? Why did he give me something when I don't celebrate my birthday?"

As he spoke, he opened the cardboard box puzzled, and after seeing the contents clearly, he froze in place on the spot.

"what happened?"

Xie Ning was curious, and followed the probe for a look, and asked in surprise, "Why did he give you your senior year paper?"

The little round face next to him smothered his smile: "Senior Shen said, this is the homework assigned by brother Ling, you can't finish it in three days and wait to turn it into a cat cake!"

He Manjuan: "..."

After being petrified for half a minute, He Manjuan turned his head and stared at Xie Ning resentfully and reproachfully. Xie Ning couldn't help but take two steps back.

Seeing Xie Ning's pure and confused white lotus appearance, He Manjuan's teeth itch with hatred, but the tips of his ears silently turned a little redder.

…In the end, I did it by myself, and it was bad luck to be caught by brother Ling accidentally. He took the cardboard box and wanted to cry without tears: "You can just turn me into a cat cake. Why do you have to torture me for three days?"

"Three days?!"

Xie Ning, who didn't understand what was going on at all, thought why Manjuan was being bullied for no reason, and couldn't help being angry for him: "Who can do this, he deliberately tormented you!"

"..."

He Manjuan and Xiaoyuanlian turned their heads at the same time, looking at him with complicated faces, wondering if he was mocking on purpose.

But his expression was too sincere, and in the end, He Manjuan was the first to stiffen and avoid staring at each other: "Who dares to say that I am stupid and sweet, and there is obviously a whiter one."

After that, he ran towards the teaching building with the box in his arms, fearing that Duan Ling would see him being lazy again.

He Manjuan left, and the little round face didn't stay too long. Before leaving, he patted his chest like a good boy and said, "Senior, I'm different from Maojuan. I'm on your side!"

Xie Ning's eyelids twitched, and he could only force a smile under the eager gaze of the other party: "...Thank you."

It's fine if you don't target him, stand on his side or something... It doesn't have to be.

……

The shooting contest with He Manjuan did not cause any disturbances in the third grade, but it caused a lot of excitement in the second grade, because for the next three days, the second graders who could not sit still for a moment never left except to go to the bathroom over the desk.

What kind of cat can stop like this?

Half dead cat.

With a brain that didn't have much nutrition, he read the senior three test papers for three days. On the fourth day, He Manjuan was already weak and breathless.

That's it, he had to go up to the fifth floor to report with the test paper that was not even a tenth of it completed. When he came back, although the paper was gone, he didn't say anything, and there was an extra footprint on his buttocks.

The boss's tragic experience was seen by everyone. Since that day, the controversy over Xie Ning in the second grade has been reduced by half, almost one-sidedly choosing to watch the show in a low-key manner or to rebel directly.

And in the past few days, not only He Manjuan is having a hard time, Xie Ning is also wearing a pair of dark circles every day, slumping on the desk like a prostrated wandering spirit.

He thought the noise outside the window was just an accident, but since that day, the other party has been visiting almost every night after one o'clock.

Every day, there was not a single day when Xie Ning didn't come. Without knowing whether it was a human or a ghost, Xie Ning was really terrified.

Originally, he would only be woken up at one o'clock by the sound of the door opening upstairs, but it took him some time to fall asleep, but now he is fine, because he is worried about burglars at home, and he has to stay up until one o'clock these days, eagerly waiting for that The sound disappeared before I dared to sleep.

After a long time, his abnormal appearance inevitably attracted the attention of his classmates.

"What's wrong with Xie Ning? Is this excessive manipulation?"

"Fart! Someone is watching, the two of them haven't been together after school these days!"

"Then what's going on? It's still half a month before the monthly exam. It's not because of studying."

"Did you get entangled? Nangao's?"

"Pfft, that's a good show to watch."

Someone tried to figure out why the nerds in the past frequently nodded and dozed off in class, but you asked me and I asked you, only to find that there were nearly forty people in the class, and none of them could be called friends with Xie Ning.

In the notoriously rigorous physics class, Ye Xuan froze with a loud bang, and turned his head along with the gazes of others.

Xie Ning's forehead had just hit the desk, and now the corners of his eyes were wet, and he was rubbing his head in pain.

The angry physics teacher on the podium pinched off the chalk with a sneer, and sent the person "gloriously" to the corridor to wake up.

"...I'm sorry." For the first time in his life, Xie Ning was kicked out of the classroom, his face flushed with embarrassment.

Facing the curious or playful gazes of dozens of people, when he walked out of the classroom, he still had a physics book in his hand.

The corridor was empty, the slightly cold air hit the hot cheeks, and the lingering drowsiness was finally dispelled.

Xie Nin rubbed his face in frustration, trying to concentrate on the book in his hand.

The teaching facilities of Yangcheng Private High School are very complete, and even the sound insulation is very good. When the front and back doors of the classroom are closed, you can basically hear nothing, and it is useless to prick your ears.

Fortunately, although it is the world in the book, the high school knowledge is almost identical to the real world. He was in the third year of high school before time travel, and with the memories of the first three years of the original master's school, it is not difficult to pick up the knowledge in the textbook.

There is still some hope in his heart that he might go back. Xie Ning has never let go of his studies, but now that the relationship with the protagonist is still there, it is inevitable that he will be a little distracted on weekdays.

In the past few days, he has missed a lot of lessons unknowingly. He used to be able to ask the top student at the front desk, but now, let alone remembering Ye Xuan's hatred for harassing him, Xie Ning can't even ask simple questions.

Thinking of Ye Xuan, Xie Ning couldn't help but his face darkened, and his eyes started to straighten again when he read the book.

It wasn't until a few minutes later that the light in front of him was replaced by shadows that he raised his head in panic, subconsciously thinking that he was caught by the teacher again and distracted.

"I... Duan Ling?!"

It was not the teacher who interrupted his thoughts, but the chief culprit who made the relationship between him and Xueba stiff.

Duan Ling put her hands in her pockets, her leisurely posture was not like that of a student, but like a leader who came to inspect the school.

"What are you doing standing here?"

Xie Ning was taken aback by his face, and stammered: "Punish, punish to stand."

"Huh?" Duan Ling glanced at him up and down, and after confirming that he hadn't identified the wrong person, she asked strangely, "You still have the guts to cause trouble?"

There was no one there just now, and Xie Ning was standing quite casually. Now, following Duan Ling's gaze, he straightened his back unconsciously, and stood close to the wall in a standard manner, and the shame surged up again.

Anyway, being kicked out of class in class is a bit embarrassing, it's fine to throw someone in the class once, but I didn't expect to throw it again at the protagonist.

"I didn't cause trouble." He tried to argue: "I just fell asleep."

"Oh."

Duan Ling gave a symbolic response, obviously he was the one who asked, but she didn't seem too interested.

This look made Xie Ning's stomach hurt more than the gloating eyes of his classmates. He choked so much that he couldn't help saying: "I fell asleep just once, don't you sleep every day?"

The steps she took stopped suddenly, and Duan Ling squinted at him contemptuously: "I was kicked out?"

"..."

Forget it, let him see it whatever he wants.

Xie Ning looked down at the textbook resignedly, but soon, the pages of the book became dark again, and as Duan Ling approached, that special fragrance penetrated into his nostrils again.

"correct."

Duan Ling's expression was calm, her eyes flicked over the textbook in his hand, and then fell back on his face.

"If you have the guts to sleep in class, don't ask others those mentally handicapped questions."

Xie Ning raised his head in a daze: "Anyone else?"

There was a bit of coldness in Duan Ling's eyes, and after seeing the slightly swollen red mark on his forehead, the coldness turned into irritability, the more he looked at it, the more it was an eyesore.

He turned his head and cursed, and simply withdrew his gaze.

"Let me see you and that guy sticking together again, get out!"

……

It can't go on like this.

For the first time, even if Duan Ling threw out the bait of breaking up again, Xie Ning didn't have the energy to bite the hook. Now he has more worries than breaking up.

No matter how good the foundation is, it can't keep you from dozing off in class, and the monthly exam is half a month away. If Father Xie finds out about his unsatisfactory scores, he will definitely have to blame himself for not taking good care of his son.

In the evening when he was ordered to stand still, Xie Ning finished his homework, took a shower, turned off the lights according to the usual biological clock, but did not go to bed, but turned on the desk lamp and continued to study homework on the desk.

At that time, the needle barely turned a little, he closed the textbook with a 'snap', and stood in front of the curtain.

His legs were a little weak, and his heart was pounding nervously in his throat. Whether it was something strange or not, he was determined to find him out today.

At about [-]:[-], there was another strange noise from behind the curtains, especially in the silent night.

It sounds like the breathing of something, or the rustling of sandpaper on the wall. No matter what the sound is, there must be a source of sound outside the window.

Things are always reversed, and under extreme fear, Xie Ning's mind went blank instead, his trembling hands stopped shaking, and he went forward and pulled open the curtains!

Through a layer of clean and clear glass windows, the two people inside and outside the room looked at each other and gasped at the same time.

"...!"

Tonight is the fifteenth day, and the moon is bright and bright.

The boy outside the house had a Band-Aid on his forehead, and his deep black pupils shrank slightly. As a 'prisoner', his expression seemed to be more bewildered than him.

It was probably due to distraction. As Xie Ning approached, the boy slipped on his feet, his face changed drastically, and he disappeared from sight in the next second.

"Hey!" Xie Ning broke out in cold sweat.

...This is the second floor!

The author has something to say: Duan Ling, you can't save you if you are so numb, let me tell you!