Pure 1 cannon fodder boyfriend dressed as school grass [Transmigration Book]

Xu Ran turned his head and saw the idiot who dared not sing standing behind him.

Gu Chi was wearing a light blue loose shirt with vertical stripes today. Standing in front of the magnetic board, he felt the boy in front of him looking back at him, so he took his eyes off the report card.

The atmosphere at this moment is simply indescribable.

It seems that the volcano is about to erupt, but the magma inside has not yet broken through the mountain pass, bursts of thick blue smoke are emitted, and are blown away by the hurricane from nowhere...

Gu Chi was half a head taller, his gaze was slightly downward, and a shallow line was stretched out from his double eyelids.

For a moment, Xu Ran was not sure what attitude he should give the other party.

Yesterday he provoked him so much that he wanted to hit someone, but when the words "Han Shan, I'm sure" blurted out, Xu Ran felt an incomparably happy feeling again.

This joy did not come from beating Gu Chi.

Nothing else, just music.

After a while, Gu Chi finally put away all the ups and downs in his eyes and broke the silence, "Do you want to write a thesis or make a model?"

Xu Ran...

Children make choices, adults don't.

Xu Ran hesitated, and was guessing whether the modeling was easier or the thesis was easier, when he heard the boy say, "There are classes in the afternoon, see you in the seminar room tonight."

"Can I not..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the other party in a low voice, "No."

After adding "remember to bring your computer", Gu Chi walked out of the classroom.

Seeing the light blue figure disappearing outside the door, Xu Ran felt that he had obviously underestimated the joy of seeing Gu Chi, perhaps not much less than making music.

After class in the afternoon, Xu Ran went to the seminar room in the Mathematics Building according to the instructions of "No. 1".

Beicheng University, a university full of science and engineering masters, has a very good learning atmosphere.In the evening, no matter which teaching building you go to, it will be full of splendor. The classrooms are full of people in class and self-study.

Find the so-called "seminar room", which is full of elective students who are familiar but don't know their names.

Unlike ordinary classrooms, seminar rooms are mainly used for students to discuss topics.Therefore, the layout is not a square table facing the podium, but a small round table that can accommodate three or four people sitting around and discussing, scattered in the large classroom.In order to prevent mutual influence, the interval is larger.

Xu Ran scanned the twenty or thirty round tables at a glance, and Gu Chi was sitting on one of them.

Still wearing a light blue vertical striped shirt, he sat upright in front of the computer, with white earplugs in his ears, and moved his fingers on the mouse.

A few sheets of A4 paper and a carbon pen were left on the table.

Do you want to write a thesis or make a model?

After all, Xu Ran really has a headache.

Walk over, sit down opposite him, and put the notebook on the table.

Gu Chi raised his eyelids to take a look, then pushed a piece of A4 paper against the table, "Look at the topic first."

Xueba has already done the preliminary work, which is quite worry-free.

Pick it up, and read two sentences: "Police car configuration and patrol issues in the urban road network..."

Xu Ran stopped.

I heard the boy on the opposite side look at the computer screen and ask again, "Write a thesis or make a model?"

……

After a moment of silence, I finally gave up on myself, and said dissatisfiedly, "I know I can't do it anymore, so why ask?"

Gu Chi looked away from the computer completely, and there was a circle of pleasant ripples in his deep eyes, and asked him with his eyes, "What do you want to do?"

Xu Ran thought for a while, and discussed with the other party, "Why don't you do it first, and I'll buy you a supper later?"

……

Gu Chi pressed his brows speechlessly, looked down at the computer screen again, and began typing on the keyboard. After two clicks, he suddenly asked, "Didn't you be good at math before?"

As soon as he heard him mention this, Xu Ran felt ashamed, and felt that he had lost the few shining points of his original body...

But after thinking about it, before I came here, the original body was often absent from class because of his obsessive love for this person, otherwise he couldn't leave such a big mess of repeating a grade to himself.

In the final analysis, Gu Chi was still to blame.

Thinking about it, he replied calmly, "Because I only have you in my mind."

Seeing Gu Chi's hand typing on the keyboard suddenly stop, Xu Ranle almost pulled out the left button of the mouse.

No one spoke for a while, and the low-pitched discussions in the seminar room continued to drill into the eardrums.

Gu Chi raised his eyes and looked across the screen.

The boy opposite was lying on the table, half of his face was hidden behind his own computer, only a pair of eyes were seen.

The eyes are pure and penetrating, with an arc drawn from the end of the eyes, and the smile is like a crescent moon...

Not only did he not restrain himself when he met his gaze, he even raised his eyebrows provocatively.

Gu Chi said softly, "Use ATB to build the model for me."

Xu Ran...

Will atb be awesome?

At this moment, it is really awesome.

Gu Chi didn't bother to talk to him anymore, and started to do business again.

Amidst the clear and crisp sound of keyboard tapping, Xu Ran finally thought of a solution.

"How about this, you can solve the problem by yourself, and I... will do the logistical support for you?"

"Logistics?" Gu Chi didn't quite understand the meaning of this word.

"It's just...you arrange it, and I will do it."

Gu Chi said unhurriedly, "It will be very slow for me to model and write papers by myself."

Hearing from the other party's words that there was an opportunity, Xu Ran leaned over the table and gave him spiritual encouragement with a soft tone, "It's okay, I'll stay with you until the time you write, and I'll return it to you later." Order supper."

Gu Xu quickly raised his eyes and glanced up, then lightly pursed his lips.

After Gu Chi was dealt with, Xu Ran was ready to make up the basics of mathematics. After reading the key and difficult points of advanced mathematics on the Internet, he felt...it was too difficult.

I clicked on Rhythm Master again and started playing. I was hitting lv10, my phone vibrated, and I entered Yan Bai's WeChat.

After clearing a game, you can open it to see the content.

eellion My songs are all on my Jasmine Cloud homepage, link to "Singer eellion's Jasmine Cloud homepage."

Yan Bo is the main competitor in the career of the protagonist in the original book, and his business ability should be good.

Xu Ran clicked into his homepage.

This person is very prolific, releasing new songs basically every week.

The homepage has more than 20 followers.

The student council president can not only write and sing, but also play electronic music. In addition to the funk I saw last time, there are many o (pop), rb (rhythm and blues) and ed (electronic dance music).

It can also be seen from the performance that day that he is more slippery than Gu Chi in playing synthesizers.

In the milk tea shop, he once asked himself, "If you could write songs, would you consider forming your own band?"

A band can change the guitarist, bassist, drummer, and even the lead singer, but if the creative core is changed, the soul of the band will cease to exist.

This is the ultimate difference between die (indie music) and o (pop music) - true self-expression.

Xu Ran can't write songs.

In his last life, he majored in music arrangement, and music arrangement was for songwriting.

But after coming here, he hasn't served any song yet.

Xu Ran even thought of a question, if it was Yan Bai or Gu Chi, whose song would move him more?

Thinking about it, he took out the earphones he was carrying with him and listened to a few songs by Yan Bai. It was generally the same as the song "Bicycle Without Navigation" last time. Compared with the nameless unk, it was almost something.

Probably, there is a little distraction in the song.

But if you want to talk about something out of your mind, you must think of Mobius' back rocker.

Sometimes, listening to Mobius' heart-invading melody, Xu Ran wished so much to know this person in reality.Sitting in the bar together drinking, chatting about music, and listening to him play "The Sky After Flipping" and "Drunken No Return" one by one...

Just as he was about to click on Mobius to listen, a black carbon pen stretched out and tapped twice on his forearm resting on the table.

Xu Ran raised his eyes and saw Gu Chi looking over, his mouth moved twice.

"what?"

He took out the earplugs and finally heard the other party's voice clearly, "Go and get it."

"Take what?"

"Night snack."

Xu Ran was a little confused.

I looked at the time first, but I didn't expect to listen to songs and play Rhythm Master for more than two hours, and before I knew it, it was already 09:30.

In the seminar classroom, the other groups who worked together completed the work relatively quickly. A few tables had already left, and there were not many left.

Looking at Gu Chi in confusion again, "No, you really want to eat late at night? I won't be able to enter the dormitory at ten o'clock."

The other party glanced over impatiently, "Don't do anything, you still want to go back to sleep?"

Xu Ran...

Since I promised to do a good job in logistics support, of course I can only get takeaway.

Before leaving, I listened to his confession, "Come in after you have eaten your own."

"Why!"

Xu Ran must make a serious protest against this unequal treaty.

There are not many people in the seminar room now, and there are still a few people who eat instant noodles, so there is no need to worry about affecting other students.

When he walked out of the teaching building and went to the delivery boy to get the supper, Xu Ran, who was very happy, felt that Gu Chi was right.

This thing is really not convenient to eat in the classroom.

Gu Chi ordered a porridge for himself and a box of stinky tofu for Xu Ran.

Even better, it comes with a box of chewing gum.

And fucking don't kiss you...

Xu Ran sat on the flower bed next to the teaching building, blowing the cool summer night breeze, watching the shadows of the trees dancing under the moon, finished eating a whole box of stinky tofu, chewing gum and returned to the seminar room, throwing the porridge in front of him.

Just as he was about to go back and sit across from him, he saw a very professional software running on his computer screen. There was a square frame on the interface, and the frame was full of weird dots and lines.

This is atb?

Xu Ran, a low school student, was still eager to make progress in his heart, so he couldn't help but pull the chair over, sat down next to Gu Chi, and watched him finish his homework.

Since I was doing logistics, I helped him open the porridge by the way, and saw that it was white porridge.

I remembered the omelette he made the day he practiced bass at his house.

Xu Ran found that this person ate a little blandly.

Gu Chi was not polite either. After taking a sip, he continued to click the mouse and inserted the model diagram generated by atb into the thesis.

The two looked at the computer screen side by side, and the air became a little quieter.

The rare peaceful atmosphere reminded him of the quarrel yesterday, and he asked Gu Chi, "Why do you want me to come back to play in the band again?"

The moment he said this, Xu Ran realized that he had slipped his tongue.

Sure enough, the boy next to him immediately sensed that something was wrong, and looked sideways, with a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes, "Come back?"

Re-meaning, of course, means playing before...

Regarding the situation of the original body, how to explain it?

"No, I mean...in high school..." Xu Ran couldn't make it up, his voice stuck in his throat.

Gu Chi didn't go into it, turned his gaze away, and asked quietly, "Since you want to play so much, why do you always have to suppress yourself?"

Such frankness made Xu Ran a little bit at a loss as to how to respond.

"So, you don't want me to join your band, just pure business appreciation?"

Gu Chi did not answer, but stated, "I have a lead singer and a guitarist."

lead singer?Meng Yue?

Xiao 0 has a clear voice and a flat singing voice. It’s okay to sing folk songs, but we must support his unk style...

To be honest, Xu Ran is really not optimistic.

Why doesn't he sing himself?

After this idea came up, he suddenly had a bold idea.

He touched the person next to him with his elbow, and said in a relaxed tone, "Why don't you do this, about Bisheng's performance, let me play with you for some excitement."

"What?" Gu Chi looked over suspiciously, and saw the boy's bright eyes flashing with a sly light.

"If you watched the show that night and gave me a metal salute, I'll take it as your convincing me."

The metal salute is a gesture often compared to live music fans. The action is to fold the thumb, middle finger and ring finger, and then extend the index finger and little finger. It is more of a tribute to the music itself.

Gu Chi raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked back, "Aren't you afraid that I will not compare on purpose?"

Xu Ran curled his lips in disdain, "What about your real? If you want to be like this, you don't deserve to mention the word band in the future."

"What if I compare?"

"If you obey me, you have to give it to me yourself." After a pause, he emphasized word by word, "Sing a song."

In the early morning of the next day, Xu Ran woke up from the pain in his back from sleeping on the table, and saw that Gu Chi's computer screen had opened a logic that had nothing to do with learning. It seemed that he had done both modeling and thesis work by himself last night.

I admire you.

Moreover, he still has a little conscience, and he didn't go away alone.

Copy the model file from Gu Chi's computer and send it to the teacher. After completing the homework, Xu Ran is going to concentrate on Bisheng's performance next week.

To be honest, Yan Bai didn't really want to sing these songs.

If it wasn't for the overweight with Gu Chi last night, he might have used one of them directly.

But now, he wanted to convince Gu Chi once and for all.

Satisfied with choosing a melody, Xu Ran walked out of the Mathematics and Science Building, and after parting ways with Gu Chi, he opened WeChat and confessed to Yan Bai, "Rewrite your strange lyrics, and I will also rewrite the song. .”