After Transmigrating into the President Wen of Dog Blood [Quick Transmigration]

He didn't sleep well all night, and Lu Rong suffered from severe insomnia. He tossed and turned on the bed for nearly two hours, wondering whether Feng Xinglang left those four poems on purpose or not.In fact, he tended to believe that Feng Xinglang was hinting at something to him, and he even suspected that that guy was going through the plot just like himself, but he couldn't say it clearly due to special reasons.

Early the next morning, the alarm clock rang several times but Lu Rong didn't hear it, and overslept without any suspense.After waking up, I quickly jumped out of bed, rushed to brush my teeth and wash my face, and didn't have time to buy breakfast. I pushed my bicycle downstairs and rushed to school without stopping.No sooner had my butt touched the seat than the late bell rang.

Lu Rong wiped off the beady sweat on his face, shook the school uniform collar that was close to his body, grabbed a homework book and fanned it vigorously, wiped his forehead and muttered: "It's okay, I'm lucky I'm not late, otherwise I have to say I'm holding the class back."

Feng Xinglang glanced at him, his eyes moved slightly, and he immersed himself in the pages of the book.

Lu Rong fanned his fan for 2 minutes, and finally felt less hot. He suddenly remembered that there was one important thing he hadn't done. He opened the zipper of his schoolbag, took out the homework paper that was stuck in his Chinese textbook last night, and turned to the four sentences on the back. After looking at the poetry, he handed it to Feng Xinglang, and raised his eyebrows pretending to be complacent: "Do you want to check my homework?"

Feng Xinglang reached out to take it, his eyes glanced at the paper, "Did you cheat?"

Lu Rong almost swore to the sky: "Of course not, I promised you that you would not cheat, and you will definitely do it. If you don't believe me, I will recite it to you."

Feng Xinglang smiled, "No need."

Lu Rong turned his head and stared at the poems mixed with Feng Xinglang's handwriting on the paper together, and said with a smile, "The only thing I'm better than you is that I write better than you by a little bit."

Feng Xinglang nodded and admitted, "Writing is like a person."

Lu Rong smiled and couldn't close his mouth, "Which words do you think are best written in these poems?"

Feng Xinglang was silent for a moment, as if he was thinking about something. After a while, he tapped the paper and said in a low voice, "These four words are the best."

His white and slender fingers moved wantonly on the paper, pointing at the four words in Lu Rong's mind like a dragonfly on water, Feng Xinglang withdrew his hand under his surprised gaze, and looked down at the book without changing his expression.

Damn, he clicked those four words, exactly as he guessed.

This time, the doubts in Lu Rong's heart were finally answered in the affirmative.

Since Feng Xinglang reminded himself not to collapse the avatar, it meant that he already knew that he was pretending to be an avatar, and maybe he even knew clearly about his mission in this world.At this moment, Lu Rong finally had reason to believe that Feng Xinglang was extraordinary, at least he was definitely not an aboriginal resident of this world.

Feng Xinglang stretched out his hand and shook his blank eyes, "It's time to study."

Lu Rong came back to his senses, knowing that he was about to show his original shape, and immediately pulled Piaoyuan's attention back, as if hearing the word "learning" made him miserable, and immediately showed a smile that was uglier than crying, "I'm about to It’s useless to study for the college entrance examination, anyway, there’s not much more, so don’t make me study, okay?”

Feng Xinglang shook his head with a sullen face: "An extra point is a point."

Lu Rong sighed and opened the book, "Hey, who made me like you? Well, I will do whatever you say."

The countdown to the college entrance examination on the blackboard decreased day by day, and the closer the college entrance examination was, the more Lu Rong felt a nervous and high-pressure vortex approaching them.

Everyone is concentrating on reviewing, and from time to time they hear the sound of tearing up test papers and throwing them into the trash can. Students with good grades have already started to clean up the review materials.

The environment can always affect people. Affected by this atmosphere, Lu Rong no longer wasted time casually, put down the painting brush in his hand, and opened the wrong question book in a daze.

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, most of the students sat still in their seats except for getting up to use the toilet, hurrying up to memorize knowledge points and test points.

Zhao Li ran over and snatched the textbook from Lu Rong's hand, "Hey, can you still read Chinese books so seriously? There is progress. It's different for a schoolmaster to be at the same table."

Lu Rong snatched the book back and said with a smile, "This is called/the power of love, understand?"

Zhao Li snorted disdainfully, and put a familiar hand on Lu Rong's shoulder, "It's business, tomorrow is a holiday, come to my house to play."

Lu Rong shook his head: "No, your father has a black face all day long, and when he sees me, he makes a face and says I'm a fox friend, and I'm going to fuck."

Zhao Li: "Just don't listen to him. Didn't your mother say that I'm not a good person? Come on, my dad won't be home tomorrow. Let me show you something new. You'll definitely like it."

Lu Rong raised his head: "What's new?"

Zhao Li smiled mysteriously: "Don't ask, you'll know if you see it with your own eyes tomorrow."

Lu Rong thought for a while and nodded: "Okay, your dad came to make a call, and I'll come back when the time comes."

"Then it's settled." Zhao Li finished his study and left, returning to his seat.

Tomorrow is the last day off before the college entrance examination. Lu Rong was not meant to study at all, and he had no intention of reading at home. As soon as he received Zhao Li's call, he immediately set off on his bicycle.

Zhao Li's family background is good, his father is in business, there are several shops in the house, and the house is luxuriously decorated.

Lu Rong had been to his house a few times, all of which were dragged by Zhao Li while his father was away. He found his house number by memory, rang the doorbell, and the door opened quickly.

Zhao Li pulled Lu Rong to sit on the sofa, ran to the bedroom and took out a brand new laptop, put it on Lu Rong's lap, and said happily: "This is the computer I bought yesterday. It's very cool, try it."

Lu Rong: "Your dad is also really kind to you. If your grades are so bad, he will give you a new computer."

Zhao Li: "Of course, my own, he is not good to me, but to whom."

Lu Rong opened the game interface and tried it out, "It's really cool, and the speed is much faster than my old antique."

Zhao Li laughed out loud, "Let's forget about that antique in your house. After playing with my new computer for a while, I'll go get something to eat, juice or milk?"

"Juice," Lu Rong said without hesitation, staring at the computer screen, and shouted at Zhao Li while playing games, "Is this the new thing you're talking about?"

Zhao Li came out of the kitchen, handed the ice juice to Lu Rong, sat down on the sofa next to him, and smiled mysteriously: "Of course not."

Lu Rong glanced at him: "What is that?"

Zhao Li stared at the computer interface, watching Lu Rong play the game with great interest, but his face turned red unexpectedly, "Don't worry, I'll tell you after you finish playing this game."

As soon as Lu Rong was distracted, the characters in the game were besieged and hanged. He exited the game with a curse, and returned the computer to Zhao Li, "Okay, show me your mysterious baby."

Zhao Li took the computer and put it on the table, opened a hidden folder, clicked on the video that popped up, and said in a low voice, "Take a look at what this is?"

In the video, the two men were panting rapidly, and the two were kissing passionately, connected at a negative distance, one of them was in and out, and the other was closely cooperating.

Lu Rong: "..."

The novelty this guy was talking about turned out to be a GAY movie?

The corner of Lu Rong's mouth twitched, unexpectedly, Zhao Li was still a pure little boy who didn't know what gay movies were!But he is an old fritter who has traveled through two worlds, how could he not have seen this kind of thing?

Zhao Li stared intently at the Piston man in the video, his eyes were dimly lit, "I just now know that two men can do it too."

Lu Rong rolled his eyes, "This thing is called a G film, you asked me to come to show me this kind of video?"

Zhao Li was stunned for a moment, and his ears couldn't help but turn red, "So you already knew?"

Lu Rong nodded: "Of course, I'm gay, so I naturally know about this."

Zhao Li let out a disappointment, "I still want to give you some popular science."

Lu Rong glanced at the hot-eyed video, closed the computer, and commented unceremoniously: "The protagonist is too ugly. If you want to watch it, I will copy some high-quality ones for you some other day."

Zhao Li's eyes widened: "Damn, it sounds like you have a lot of resources."

"I have all types," Lu Rong smiled smugly. After a while, the smile stopped, his face became strange, and he turned his head to stare at Zhao Li. "Why do you look at this kind of thing so well? You don't know. ..."

Zhao Li curled his lips: "What expression do you have to be so surprised? You are only allowed to watch this kind of film, but I can't watch it?"

Lu Rong: "You're not GAY."

Zhao Li: "Who says I'm not?"

Lu Rong jumped up from the sofa and stared at Zhao Li like a ghost, "Damn it, isn't it?"

Zhao Li blushed, wiped off the sweat on his palms, and patted the sofa next to him, "Are you so surprised, sit down!"

Lu Rong: "Of course, if I know you are gay, I won't fucking discuss this with you."

Zhao Li coughed and said, "I came to you today because I actually want to ask you for help."

Lu Rong frowned: "What's the matter?"

Zhao Li said: "Your handwriting is very beautiful, help me write a love letter."

Lu Rong smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "So it's a love letter. I'm good at this. Who is it for? Do you want me to deliver it for you?"

Zhao Li was silent for a while, then smiled and said, "It would be great if you are willing to deliver it for me."

Lu Rong pushed him: "Bring the pen and paper, let's write now, I have to go later."

Zhao Li went to the study to get a beautiful letter paper, took a deep breath and paused, then walked to Lu Rong, spread the pen and paper, "I read, you write."

Lu Rong: "Okay, tell me."

Zhao Li stared straight at Lu Rong. Although he had already made a draft in his head and practiced it several times in front of the mirror alone, for some reason, when Lu Rong was actually sitting in front of him, it suddenly went blank, and there was no word. Can't remember.

Lu Rong urged: "Say it, my hands are sore."

Zhao Li was stunned, gritted his teeth and began to read: "When I first met you, I actually hated you. You always stared at others, and you never left Feng Xinglang for three sentences. It seemed that you were afraid that others would not know that you liked that pretending Like a man."

When Lu Rong finished writing the seal, he paused belatedly, what the hell, isn't he the one who never leaves Feng Xinglang in three sentences?Thinking of this, Lu Rong shook his head, not necessarily, there are many people in their school who like Feng Xinglang, probably not him.

While observing Lu Rong's reaction, Zhao Li continued: "Later, I was at the same table as you, and you racked your brains every day in class to think about how to write a love letter, how to get Feng Xinglang to pay attention to you, and observe what he likes to eat. What color shoes do I like, what do I like to do, I am actually quite disgusted, and I don’t want to discuss these with you at all, but in order to please you, to get closer to you, and to understand your thoughts to the greatest extent, I still talk to you The discussion was hot..."

Lu Rong threw down the pen and paper and jumped up from the seat, "Zhao Li, you..."

Now he was sure that Zhao Li wrote this love letter to himself.

Zhao Li ignored him, and continued in a deep voice: "The happiest thing for me every day is handing in homework. Although the homework I hand in is empty and I haven't written a word, I will be called out by the teacher, but every time I hand in my homework When I was doing homework, I was still very happy, because the homework book with Zhao Li’s name was pasted together with the homework book with Lu Rong’s name without any gaps, which always made me feel inexplicably excited. I know you like Feng Xing Lang, I also know that I will never have a chance to win your favor, but I still want to tell you something from my heart, Lu Rong, I like you a little more than you like Feng Xinglang."

Lu Rong didn't know how to respond for a while, and stood there dryly.

Zhao Lisong breathed a sigh of relief: "Lu Rong, thank you for listening to me."

Lu Rong's face darkened, he grabbed the love letter written by his pen, crumpled it into a ball and threw it in the trash can, turned around and walked towards the door, just as his fingers touched the door lock, he turned back to look at the man standing by the table staring at him. The man said, "Zhao Li, we will always be good buddies. I'm leaving first. I will take the college entrance examination tomorrow. Come on."

Zhao Li replied with a smile: "You also work hard."

On the day of the college entrance examination, Zhao Li missed the exam.

This is something Lu Rong wanted to do but didn't do.

He had always thought that Zhao Li was just a careless boy who liked to tease himself with words, but he never thought that he would be such a sensitive but brave and decisive man.Staring at the vacant seat next to his admission ticket, Lu Rong sighed infinitely for a moment.

On the night after the college entrance examination, the whole class gathered at 06:30 and went to the clubhouse for a party.

Lu Rong dialed Zhao Li's phone, intending to invite him to participate as if nothing happened, but he didn't expect that the phone of the other party was turned off.

Lu Rong frowned and took back the phone, sighing secretly in his heart, it seemed that the friendship between himself and Zhao Li had already cracked, and it was very likely that he would never get back to the beginning.

"Thinking about what?"

Feng Xinglang's voice came from behind, interrupting Lu Rong's meditation.

Hearing this familiar voice, Lu Rong immediately turned around, put on an obsessed expression, tilted his head and said, "I miss you."

Feng Xinglang shook his hand and then separated, "Let's go, it's time to go, the party will start right away."

Lu Rong: "Where is the party?"

Feng Xinglang: "Golden Clubhouse."

Gold, golden club?

The name was so impressive that he couldn't forget it even if he wanted to!

In the original plot, it was in this golden clubhouse, that night, that Lu Rong unreservedly dedicated his body to Feng Xinglang.But when he secretly rejoiced and endured the pain to court again, Feng Xinglang viciously abandoned him, and personally ordered someone to beat him up, causing him to lie in the hospital for a whole month.

Lu Rong couldn't help trembling, raised his head and looked at Feng Xinglang, didn't speak for a long time, then shook his head after a while, trying not to collapse his character, and said with a smirk, "I'll definitely get you drunk tonight. mud."

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Thank you for your support and comments all the time, this chapter gives out red envelopes, okay?