Boyfriend Simulator [Quick Transmigration]

"Go straight ahead, cross the zebra crossing after 500 meters, and pay attention to the traffic."

Just as she was feeling sad, Xiao Jiu's voice suddenly sounded, and Shang Chen's mood brightened instantly.

"Pfft, Xiaojiu," Shang Chen jolted on the sidewalk, "What do you think if I can't hear your voice that day?"

The red street lights were flashing, and the passing vehicles were bustling. 0911 thought about this question for a long time.

It's not that he hasn't done such a task before, but no one has asked him like Shang Chen.

"It's like living without me before." 0911 said this answer solemnly, "There will always be a day when you leave in the end, no matter how reluctant you are, you have to experience it."

Shang Chen walked up to the small steps on the opposite sidewalk at the moment when the light turned red, stomped his feet vigorously, and tried to make the school uniform trousers that did not fit snugly more comfortable.

"So you think so?" Shang Chen breathed evenly, the slightly cool air was inhaled into the lungs, and the whole body became refreshed.He smiled a little and said: "You are right...but..." The sadness of parting is heartbreaking.

"Nothing." He shook his head, then picked up a randomly discarded plastic bag in the corner, and threw it into a nearby trash can. "How do we get there now?"

Ticking, kicking, Shang Chen walks home from school like a primary school student. 0911 has never seen him relax like this.It should be because of the change of environment and identity.

"There are soy sauce pancakes!" Shang Chen spotted a stall in a small corner by the side of the road with keen eyes. Hot white air rose from the big oven for steaming pancakes, and the whole piece of golden pancake was sprinkled with A little bit of green onion looks extremely attractive.

"It's been a long time since I ate this." Shang Chen took out five yuan from Yin Guangming's school uniform pocket, and excitedly ran over to line up.

Most of the people queuing in front were students, and some parents bought them for tomorrow's breakfast. Shang Chen held the five yuan, and the expression on his face became very vivid.

"Are you so happy?" 0911 looked at his face and said a little funny.

Shang Chen nodded, "I remember that the food in the cafeteria in high school was not good at that time, and the boarders at that time could not go out, but I would still sneak out, and I would buy five yuan when I met a seller of sauce pancakes, and sit in the school alone. Eat it silently on the edge of the flower bed."

"Thinking about it now, I still feel very happy. At that time." Shang Chen recalled, his eyes were dimly shining, and he didn't know where he was looking in the distance.

"But I didn't come out later." His eyes dimmed all of a sudden, and the unfinished words stuck in his mouth like that, making people panic.

0911 was silent for a while, then thoughtfully took out his notebook to write and draw.

The line in front was getting shorter and shorter. When Shang Chen tilted his head to see how many people were still there, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Zhu Mei standing on the curb with his back turned to him.

"It has been detected that the capture target is nearby." 0911 raised his head alertly and said, looking at the screen on the control panel in front of him.

"Shu Yang?" Shang Chen looked away from Zhu Mei, and sure enough, on the opposite street not far away, he saw Shu Yang who was straddling a bicycle and looking towards this side with his feet on the ground.

He probably hasn't noticed him yet, Shang Chen took advantage of his height to hide himself well behind the uncle in front.

Shu Yang looked towards him in the same way in math class this morning. Shang Chen sneaked out his head to take a look, only to find that Zhu Mei who was standing there just now was gone.

"?"

Zhu Mei looked left and right, and walked towards Shu Yang's road with the things she just bought, but Shu Yang kicked his slender feet, and rode his bicycle away first, Zhu Mei was not in a hurry, and followed him slowly with her head down. behind.

Shu Yang rode for a short distance and stopped for a while, as if he was waiting for the people behind him.

If others saw it, they would definitely not connect these two people together, but Shang Chen scratched his head in confusion and said, "What is the relationship between Shu Yang and Zhu Mei? I have seen such a coincidence twice."

0911 pouted and said: "I can't tell you this yet, there is a side mission here."

"..." Shang Chen frowned and said, "It's fine if you don't tell me, anyway, I'll know after finishing the side mission."

0911 covered his mouth and smiled secretly. He looked at Shang Chen who stuffed the cake into his mouth expressionlessly, and said, "...is it delicious?"

"Well, have a bite?"

Shang Chen held up a piece of cake and placed it between his eyebrows. It was still the same as before, the golden sauce cake turned into a string of blue-green data streams, and entered his forehead like flowing water.

"..." Shang Chen's expression became a little elusive, and he said, "Xiao Jiu, every time I give you something like this, I feel a little weird, it's like stuffing messy things into my mind."

0911 took a bite of the crispy, soft and glutinous pancake, and said vaguely, "Anyway, don't you just know that it's for me?"

Shang Chen licked his molars, he learned really fast.

Following the reminder from 0911, Shang Chen finally arrived at Yin Guangming's house without hesitation.

This is a rather old community. There are two dilapidated iron gates at the entrance of the community. An old man sits in front of him basking in the sun with his mouth open, his eyes slightly to the right. A mahjong table is set up on the slightly flat concrete floor. A silver-haired grandmother sat there slowly touching mahjong.

"You owed me fifteen cents last time, didn't you?" The old lady near the door wore a rag hair bundle, and her sun-baked face looked flushed.

When Shang Chen approached, he smelled a very familiar smell but didn't remember it all at once.

"Bright! Are you getting fat?" The old lady grinned when she saw Shang Chen, showing her leaky front teeth, and said, "Your mother bought a lot of vegetables today! Go home and eat!"

Shang Chen smiled politely and walked towards the middle of the community.

One building, two buildings, ... five buildings, here we are.

Shang Chen stepped onto the somewhat dark corridor, avoiding the garbage bags that some families casually threw on the steps, and the muddy water on them trickled down the steps.He glanced at it in disgust and then turned his head away, feeling a little excited for some unknown reason.

The iron gate in front of him was a bit rough, the iron lion on it had a stiff expression, and the ring used to knock on the door fell somewhere, Shang Chen swallowed, and then gently took out the key that Yin Guangming was wearing on his chest and opened it Door.

Yin Guangming's house had two doors, but the second wooden door was left open, as if waiting for someone to come home.

There is a faint smell of vegetables in the kitchen, as well as the mellow smell of the homemade rapeseed fried.

Shang Chen made a judgment, then hesitantly put on his slippers, and hesitantly shouted to the kitchen, "I'm back!"

The sound of cooking utensils clashing and stir-frying in the kitchen suddenly stopped, and a lady in a red apron came out with a warm smile.

She came over, wiped her hands on the apron, then held Shang Chen's face, and kissed loudly, "Oh, my precious son is back! Mom made you your favorite braised taro today Boy, are you happy?"

The woman's hair was tied loosely behind her back, and the ends of her hair lightly brushed Shang Chen's face during the hug, and the scent of shampoo was gentle and familiar to her nostrils.

"Call your father to come back early." The woman didn't care about Shang Chen's blank expression, turned around and ordered in a hurry, "Then take four dollars in the mother's bag and a bottle of white vinegar in the canteen downstairs! Remember it is The kind in a glass bottle!"

The voice of 0911 sounded in his mind, and he read: "Tong Minli, Yin Guangming's mother, works in a textile factory near No. [-] Middle School. She has a cheerful personality and likes to study food. She is..."

He didn't hear what Xiao Jiu said very clearly, he just froze for a while, then raised his hand to touch the mark that Tong Minli had printed on his face just now.

Something was churning in his heart, Shang Chen resisted this feeling, found Tong Minli's wallet on the sofa in the living room, took five yuan from it, opened the iron door and walked down the stairs with some stiff movements.

"...Shang Chen, what's wrong with you?" 0911 suddenly realized that something was wrong with him, put down the documents in his hand and asked.

"It's okay." Shang Chen shook his head, rubbed his face and said, "It's just that I'm not used to it all of a sudden. Leave me alone and continue reading."

"But... I've finished reading it." 0911 said a little funny.

"Oh." He perfunctory absent-mindedly.

Shang Chen's reaction was very abnormal, it was just a mother's kiss, there was no need for such a big reaction, 0911 quickly recalled Shang Chen's close contact with others before, and it seemed that nothing unusual was found.

Since the problem was not caused by contact, it was the person himself who made Shang Chen feel different.

0911 Biting her lip, is it because of her mother's identity?Or did it remind Shang Chen of something?

He quickly started using data analysis, and then saved the results to a secret file.

The two of them didn't say a word for a few minutes, and the silence made people feel a little flustered.

Yin Guangming's father had already returned when he bought the vinegar. He was watching the sports channel on the TV with his legs crossed and the remote control, looking a little tired.

"Are you back?" The man reluctantly sat up straight and greeted Shang Chen, who turned his head and smiled at him.

The dishes on the table were rich, and Tong Minli put a plate of braised taro with attractive color in front of Shang Chen.

"Here, eat this, mom made it specially for you." Tong Minli's hand serving the dishes looked rough, and Shang Chen saw two scars that could be seen just by glancing over it.

"Tsk, you only love him, what about me? Is there any food specially cooked for me?" Yin Guangming's father, Yin Lejia, asked shyly, but his wife gave him a blank stare, "Go eat your food!"

"It's really sad..." Yin Lejia shook his head pretending to be sad, picked up a large piece of braised tofu, and ate it shaking his head.

The corners of Shang Chen's mouth curled up without a trace, and when he lowered his head to eat, he felt sweet and sad.

This kind of family sits together under the light, chats and eats warmly, and discusses the interesting things happening around each other from time to time, from trivial chats to the international situation... Shang Chen has not experienced it again for a long time.

"Are you happy?" 0911 said, "I show that your mood index has obviously picked up."

"Well," Shang Chen looked at the two blushing people who were arguing over the price of garlic, and lowered his head and smiled slightly, "This feeling...is very good."

The morning light was dim, and Shang Chen was in special pain when he got up at six o'clock the next day. He hadn't experienced this torture of getting up early and studying for several years.

After finally brushing his teeth, washing his face, and tidying up everything, Shang Chen forgot his schoolbag at home.

So when the Chinese teacher checked his homework today, he was discovered without any accident.

"Some people don't want to make progress and are lazy all day long!" The stern middle-aged woman on the podium rolled her eyes, raised her eyes and said, "You are already in the second year of high school, and it is time to work hard. Young people don't work hard , Boss is so sad!"

Shang Chen's stool was moved away, and the teacher made him stand as a punishment, and he had to stay after school in the afternoon to complete his homework.He fiddled with his fingers under the table nonchalantly.

The leaves of the sycamore tree outside the window are like a child's slap. When the wind blows, the branches sway, and the not very warm sunlight is divided into pieces. Shang Chen, who is fascinated by the sprinkles on the table, can hardly look away.

"Do you want me to secretly move the stool back for you?" 0911 whispered in his head, obviously no one else could hear him, but Shang Chen managed to hear the whisper in his tone.

"No-use-, worry nine." Shang Chen smiled, picked up the red pen on the table and began to spin it in different patterns, "It's easy to get hemorrhoids after sitting for a long time, it's good to stand still."

"Xiao Jiu." Shang Chen said suddenly.

"Ok?"

"It would be great if you could conjure a real body." Shang Chen slowed down his pen, and said, "Only I can see it, and others don't know it."

0911's heart fluttered, and when he was about to answer, Shang Chen spoke again.

"In this way, you can go to the bathroom with me," Shang Chen teased shamelessly, "We will strengthen our relationship with each other."

"..." After 0911 gave him a blank look, his heart began to feel lonely again. When Shang Chen just mentioned this matter, he didn't know what happened, but suddenly wanted to jump out and shout at Shang Chen, telling him that he could do it.

It must be that the mind is a little confused, 0911 rubbed the space between his brows.

Today's sunset did not come as promised as usual, and a drizzle of rain made every corner of the campus wet.

Shang Chen sat on his seat holding a pen, very unwilling to make up for the homework that had been left behind.

"Xiao Jiu, can you see if there is anything in the warehouse that can help me with my homework?" Shang Chen supported his head, frowning, "How lazy was Yin Guangming before? I couldn't help scolding him."

After searching the warehouse for a while, 0911 truthfully said: "There is no more. I didn't think I would use it before, so I didn't store it."

Shang Chen lay on the table and wailed, "I can't do it anymore, I have to go to the bathroom first."

The air was filled with the smell of dampness, Shang Chen washed his hands in front of the sink, shook them off, and walked back into the classroom with extremely reluctant steps.

Before he opened the door, he heard a soft voice.

The person who spoke should be a boy, and he couldn't hear clearly through the door.

"Xiao Jiu, exchange for a chocolate that can't see me." Shang Chen was vaguely dissatisfied when he heard it, and gently opened the door after taking the item.

Shu Yang threw the pen in front of Zhu Mei, wiped his hands in disgust and said, "I told you not to come to me to get things again, what if someone misunderstands you?"

Zhu Mei buried her head so low that people could only see the gaudy bow on her head, she murmured, "But that's what my aunt said she would give it to me..."

Shu Yang was at a loss for words for a moment, he sighed to the side, and suddenly heard the sound of "babbling" from the back door of the classroom, he stood up straight instantly, with a gentle expression on his face, as if he was going to answer questions for his classmates in the next second confused.

After confirming that it was blown by the wind, he relaxed his body, pointed viciously at the humble girl in front of him and said, "So what if it was given by my mother? If it wasn't for my family, could you come here to study?"

Zhu Mei pinched the corner of her clothes with dull eyes, her dirty fingers were annoying to see, "I know, cousin..."

"Don't call me cousin, call me the deputy squad leader," Shu Yang said with an expression of eating a fly, "stay away from me in the future, you deserve it when they bully you, poor students like you should be looked down upon. "

Zhu Mei opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but she immediately lowered her head against the disgust on Shu Yang's beautiful face.

"I'll pay attention to it in the future..." Zhu Mei's voice was a little crying, but no tears fell.

Shu Yang was still saying something angrily, and Shang Chen, who was watching everything coldly in the corner, heard the mechanical voice of the system in his head.

"Drip! Sub-quest - help Zhu Mei regain her confidence, may I ask if the player accepts the task?"

The author has something to say: Xiao Jiu is tempted, he is tempted, he is tempted! !

May I ask, who wouldn't want such a gentle and considerate boyfriend who is a bit dull but can flirt with him anytime and anywhere? !

The stupid author wiped away the saliva of his wishful thinking... "Slippery~"