Boyfriend Simulator [Quick Transmigration]

For the next two or three days, Shang Chen didn't move at all, holding his medicine stove and researching new dishes every day.But when he went to the kitchen to steal vegetables at night, he never saw Kou Jinghuan again.

"This little bastard really wants to save face," Shang Chen shook his head, took a piece of celery from the black lamp, and bit it crisply.

0911 frowned helplessly, and let Shang Chen empty the kitchen like a bandit descending the mountain.How come the last world didn't realize that Shang Chen likes to eat so much?

"Aren't you afraid that they will know that you took it?" 0911 said a little tiredly.

"If I find out, I'll go to Murong Pei and ask him to pay more for the food of the Qingjian Sect." Shang Chen walked out of the kitchen with a bag of ingredients in his arms, "Xiao Jiu quickly close the door for me."

Ever since Shang Chen learned that 0911 is something that can indirectly touch the game world, he has been used like a little maid, chopping vegetables with a knife, going up the mountain to wipe sweat...doing everything he can to make Yi Zixuan I almost thought that I was rejected by the master.

The wooden door was slowly closed by an invisible force, with a soft "babble".

Shang Chen bit his pear all the way back to his house, the moon gradually faded, and a sharp gaze shot out from the invisible grass, Kou Jinghuan slowly poked his head out from the darkness, his eyes flashed with a dangerous light.

Now this world is a bit different from the original, not to mention that Ye Xinghe helped him out on the first day, and the matter of stealing things from the kitchen is already very puzzling.

Kou Jinghuan is a little unclear about the way, if everything is still developing as in the previous life, it is absolutely impossible for Ye Xinghe to make such a move.

Then there are only two possibilities left now, one is that Ye Xinghe was like this before, but he didn’t notice it, and the other is that some changes have taken place in this life, and he is not very clear about those changes.

But there is one thing that will never change. Kou Jinghuan quietly followed the path that Ye Xinghe took just now, and the doubts in his heart became more and more serious... He must find out who killed him in the previous life, whether it was Ye Xinghe or not.

"Huh..." Shang Chen looked at the things he "looted" on the table with satisfaction, put his hips on his arms and said, "As long as the tools are complete, I can make you a table full of Chinese people."

"Xiao Jiu, what do you want to eat? I'll make you a late-night snack now." Shang Chen scooped up his sleeves, looking really ready for a big fight.

0911 even stopped him and said: "Kou Jinghuan is detected nearby."

"Uh," Shang Chen was very dissatisfied, put down the knife he was going to peel the radish, smacked his lips and said, "This kid doesn't sleep well in the middle of the night, so he just wants to peek under his master's window."

"Come on, Xiaojiu," Shang Chen dimmed the lights, "Can you make a sound? Oh, and make me one for Shadow, too. It's time to increase your favorability."

"Well, yes," 0911 became positive when he heard this sentence, he called up the program and asked, "Whose shadow and voice do you want to imitate?"

"Bu Yuyin." Shang Chen sat down in front of the desk, and the shadow just happened to fall on the small window facing the bamboo grove, which seemed unreal.

Kou Jinghuan followed to the door of Ye Xinghe's bamboo house, and suddenly found two shadows by the window, seeming to be talking about something.He quietly walked around under the window, knelt down and listened to the two people talking.

"I don't agree with what you said." This cold voice that sounded a bit unmotivated belonged to Ye Xinghe.

A slightly mellow and irritable voice next to him was also familiar. After thinking for a while, Kou Jinghuan realized that the person was Bu Yuyin, the master of the Lihuo School.

"Don't you also want him to win this game?" Bu Yuyin's voice sounded a little annoyed, "That kid is not a treasure, and you have never liked him, why not add one more game to let the truly capable disciple be a winner"

The room was silent for a while, and Kou Jinghuan vaguely guessed who they were discussing.

"..." Ye Xinghe said slowly, with a soft voice, "How do you know that I don't like Kou Jinghuan, I singled him out at the selection meeting, as I said, I only pick the ones I like the most."

"If you say it's my normal behavior," the shadow sitting in front of the window moved, apparently holding a teacup, "don't I always have such a cold expression towards everyone?"

"I don't want him to win the Trial Conference because he is still too young, and such glory is easy to make one's heart proud," Ye Xinghe said still unhurriedly: "Besides, the Trial Conference is over. It's over, my disciples of the Qingjian Sect have won, and I still need you, Master Lihuo Sect, to give me instructions?"

Although the last few words were not heavy in tone, they were resounding, anyone could tell that Ye Xinghe was already unhappy, and Kou Jinghuan's heart moved slightly.

Back then when he won the Trial Conference, many people were dissatisfied, and there were too many gossips that made people headaches. He thought that he was the only one who was silently bearing these things.

The grievances in his heart rose little by little, followed by a little bit of sour pride. Ye Xinghe, who was so indifferent in front of others, would have defended himself like this in private.Kou Jinghuan, who was used to being beaten and scolded since childhood but never gnawed, actually had a sore nose after hearing a few words from his master.

Like a child who has experienced wind and rain outside and suddenly sees the bright lights of his hometown in the distance, it is not a timid feeling close to his hometown, but a simple grievance in his heart. After silently carrying everything, he suddenly finds that he can unload the burden and pick things up. Speak slowly, the feeling of soreness and numbness that slowly surges up.

He took a deep breath, suppressed his emotions back to the bottom of his heart, wiped away the uncontrollable tears streaming down his face, and slipped back under the window quietly.

"Okay, he's gone." 0911 turned off the loudspeaker and projection functions, "You don't have to act."

Shang Chen stretched his waist. From the beginning to the end, he was the only person in the room.

"How is it?" Shang Chen smiled triumphantly, "Check the current favorability of that little bastard."

"..." 0911 choked again when he saw Cyclonus' favorability, and he stammered, "Um, it's risen to 20.00%, and it's still rising."

"Puff," Shang Chen stood up and pushed open the small window in front of the desk. The evening breeze blew gently, carrying the natural fragrance of the mountain soil, and the bamboo leaves on the mountain "rustled".

"That kid had a hard life before." Shang Chen's smiling eyes gradually dimmed, "If someone compliments him well, he will be happy for a long time."

"It's a pity that I want to save face, I have to carry everything by myself..." Shang Chen whispered more and more quietly, 0911 didn't sound right, and wanted to add a few words to adjust the current atmosphere, but Shang Chen laughed out loud. The words on the side frightened me back again.

"I'm only a few days away from leaving this world. Thinking about it, I'm still a little excited." Shang Chen rubbed his hands and stuffed the ingredients on the table into the small kitchen cabinet, and walked back to the bed with small steps, "Sleep, sleep , Good night, Xiaojiu!"

0911 "..." Emotions change too quickly like a tornado...

But Shang Chen seemed to be covering up something, such weird emotional changes made people a little confused, 0911 followed the old way before, and after Shang Chen fell into a light sleep, he turned on the screen on the control panel.

Is that still the dream today? 0911 crossed his fingers together, sat in front of the screen and calmly waited for Shang Chen to enter the dreamland.

With the increased favorability, Shang Chen can easily deal with Kou Jinghuan, the only drawback is that the speed of the increase in favorability is simply maddening.

After losing a skill card again in exchange for only two favorability points, Shang Chen locked himself in the room.

"That's a card exchanged for ten points of experience points!" Shang Chen sat on the stone pier in front of the tea table and stamped his feet, his angry look was a bit childish and cute, "Why did it only increase by two points!!"

0911 held back a smile and patiently comforted him, saying: "You can only gain if you give up. This is what you said."

"But I didn't say I would give up so much!" Ever since Shang Chen began to enjoy the convenience brought to him by experience points, exchanging cards has never been as bold as in the first world. past."

Shang Chen sat there thinking for a while, and said to 0911: "Broadcast the situation at Yi Zixuan's side for me, and I'll see how far he has progressed."

Every mountain on Biluo has a school, which is used to learn the most basic formulas and swordsmanship theories for those who have just entered the school. Because the Qing Sword School has always had a pitiful number of disciples, it seems that the disciples of the entire school gather together. Sparse.

Yi Zixuan and Wei Hongyu, as senior disciples, have always been in charge of mastering the swordsmanship formulas of the younger brothers and sisters.

The others had already gone to the training ground to compete with swords, only the two of them stayed in the school to teach Kou Jinghuan and a few other juniors who didn't learn well.

Several sheets of paper were laid out on the table, and Kou Jinghuan copied the formulas stroke by stroke.

"I said, Xiao Jing," Yi Zixuan took advantage of people not paying attention, and sat down on the seat next to Kou Jinghuan, watching him write with a pen, "I think you don't need to learn these things. "

Kou Jinghuan glanced at him, still lowered his head and wrote in a swish.

"Look at your trial meeting, how many senior brothers who are older than you are not as good as you," Yi Zixuan smacked his lips and said, "Why do you still learn this? The old man who dumped us in two clicks Far?"

"Master has said that a nine-story platform is built from piles of soil," Kou Jinghuan said as he dipped his ink on the ink platform, "Only by being cautious can we see true knowledge."

Yi Zixuan curled his lips, "Do you believe what the old ice cube said?" He looked closely at Kou Jinghuan's words, and was choked up suddenly.

"Is your character a ghost painting?" Yi Zixuan's face twisted, "I thought you were writing something serious, but I couldn't understand any of them."

Kou Jinghuan slowly put down the pen, and said in a low voice with some hesitation: "...I haven't been to school before, so I can't write."

Yi Zixuan was stunned, he opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything, he took Kou Jinghuan's hand and was about to run outside.

"Hey, senior brother, what are you doing? Where are you going?" Kou Jinghuan asked hurriedly, staggered by him.

"Take you to the bottom of the mountain," Yi Zixuan turned his head and said with a righteous face, "Look at the real school."

At the foot of Biluo Mountain, there is a bustling market, full of smoke and fire, and the food and drink of the disciples on the mountain are transported up from here. Although it is passable, the road is flat.

But there is another checkpoint in Biluo Mountain, which is guarded by disciples with high martial arts. The purpose is to let the people on the mountain practice well. If the disciples who sneak down the mountain are caught, they will be severely punished.

Kou Jinghuan broke away from Yi Zixuan's hand and said to him: "Senior brother, this is against patriarchal law."

Yi Zixuan winked at him and said, "It's okay, don't you remember we have this?"

Kou Jinghuan was displeased, but he still watched Yi Zixuan take out two things from his pocket.

Two round water-red pills lay quietly in the palm of Yi Zixuan.

"Xiao Jing, if what the old man said is true, then as long as we eat this, the heavenly king will not recognize us." Yi Zixuan stuffed a pill into Kou Jinghuan's hand, and before the latter Dissuaded, he hastily swallowed it.

"Xiaojing, I just feel sorry for you. In fact, it's okay to just go out for half a day," Yi Zixuan said: "Swallow this, brother will take you to the school to have a look!"

Kou Jinghuan was moved, he tentatively put the pill in his mouth, the taste was sweet and sour, with an indescribable fragrance of melon and fruit.

Before Kou Jinghuan swallowed the pill, he was shocked to find that Yi Zixuan in front of him quickly changed into another person.

The nose, the eyes... all the facial features melted like mud, and it didn't take long for them to be reshaped. The originally tall figure shrank a lot, and the back became bent. The gray beard and sideburns are like spring seedlings, rushing to grow out .

In just a short while, Yi Zixuan changed from a high-spirited young man to a twilight old man.

Not only the appearance, but also the clothes on his body have changed. The uniform of the Qingjian Sect has faded away and turned into some tattered coarse linen clothes.

Kou Jinghuan marveled at the change in the person in front of him, and he also began to quickly become another person.

Yi Zixuan said in surprise: "The old man is honest with me!" He circled around the transformed Kou Jinghuan, and patted him on the shoulder with satisfaction, "I would have bought more if I knew it was so easy to use." ..."

He murmured and led the latter towards the checkpoint at the foot of the mountain.

"Let's go," he swaggered out of Biluo's last gate, turned his head and waved to Kou Jinghuan, and said, "If we speed up our pace now, maybe we can still catch up with the shadow puppet show in the evening."

Although Kou Jinghuan hesitated, he still followed Yi Zixuan's footsteps and walked down the mountain. It was a bit exciting to do such a deviant and unruly thing.

Looking at Kou Jinghuan's cautious and expectant back on the projection, Shang Chen smiled slightly and said, "Okay, it's almost done now, only the last few steps are left." He asked 0911 to turn off the projection, stood up and stretched himself.

"Xiao Jiu remember to put away the cabbage left over from cooking on the table, maybe he can make something else tomorrow."

Although 0911 was very reluctant, he was still obedient and tidied up everything on the table, especially the crooked teacups.

"The day after tomorrow we have to put on a big show." Shang Chen picked up the elixir that Murong Pei sent over today, smelled it, frowned and threw it back to the original place, "You have to get enough energy!"

Outside the window, the sun is shining, and the bamboo shadows are whirling.

The few pink candies scattered on the desk are particularly eye-catching.

"Just wait and see." Shang Chen said confidently.

The author has something to say: I still remind all little angels to pay attention to safety!If you can stay at home, you must avoid going out.

Wouldn't it be nice to stay at home and read novels? (no)

Although the beginning of 2020 is not smooth, there is always hope, and we must look forward!

love you~

Guess what big event Shangchen Little Fairy will do in the next chapter? ?

Hehe ~