Qingqiu [Transmigration Book]

"Don't make it up." Yu suddenly said.

"What are you afraid of? He doesn't know how to do research."

"Besides, don't you think that I can prevent them from getting together in the future? And I also put a reasonable cloak on saving Shen Menghan. Do you think I'm super witty?"

"I think you must have read too many stupid novels in your previous life."

"..."

"Would he believe that the male lead has such a high IQ?" The system found it unbelievable.

"It turns out...it's like this." Meng Zijun suddenly realized.

So Qingqiu simply resigned after waking up, so he would say that he saw it through, so he didn't hurt Menghan anymore...

Everything makes sense.

So... does he still not trust me now?

But according to Mu Qingqiu, it was like this in his previous life, so even if I said it verbally, he wouldn't believe it.

Thinking of this, Meng Zijun frowned, how could he return to the original friendship?

"Look! He believed it! He didn't refute it. Otherwise, is there a better explanation?"

"He frowned."

"..."

Then use practical actions to prove it!

Just like Qingqiu protects Shen Menghan, prove it with reality!

Thinking of this, Meng Zijun suddenly became enlightened.

The brows naturally stretched out.

"Let's go shopping in the city center together. Come back before night." Meng Zijun stood up and held out his hand to Mu Qingqiu.

"??" Mu Qingqiu couldn't understand the brain circuit of the hero more and more.

Just as he was about to refuse, Yu said again: "Follow me, at worst, I'll use rebirth as a prevarication. You're so capable."

Fine……

The warm afternoon sun shines on Mu Qingqiu's face through the dense forest.The skin color that was originally as white as the bright moon appeared even whiter.He had just had a glass of brandy, his cheekbones were slightly pink.

Meng Zijun felt a little dazed, as if he had returned to the only leisure year of his busy college career.

That year, he returned from the University of Pennsylvania to study for a law degree at the National University of Minnesota.

The school arranged him in a two-person room in the international dormitory.So, they became roommates with Mu Qingqiu, a sophomore.

In the campus life that year, I was not often in school, and I would usually go out to attend receptions and other entertainment on weekends, but it seemed that Mu Qingqiu was even busier, not to mention going out early and returning late on weekdays, especially during the exam week. to the silhouette.

The two got to know each other years ago.

Mu Qingqiu didn't go home during the Chinese New Year, obviously he was from the local area.

On New Year's Eve, Meng Zijun left the noisy family reception, and only said hello to the little birthday star cousin and said to go home.

But thinking of the earnest eyes of the servants at home, he finally chose to go back to the dormitory for one night.

I thought there was no one there, but unexpectedly Mu Qingqiu sat alone at the desk with a small lamp on, holding a copy of Dickens' "David Copperfield" in his hand.

The warm yellow light looks very abrupt in the dark dormitory.

"Why didn't you come home?"

"I don't want to go back." Mu Qingqiu looked a little surprised, but his tone was still calm.

One night after the New Year, Meng Zijun found out that it wasn't that Mu Qingqiu didn't come back.

It was that Mu Qingqiu at that time had no home at all.

After Mu Qingqiu finished his college entrance examination, he packed up the old house and sold it.Everything related to the mother is stored with the second aunt.

For the rest of college life, the dormitory is equivalent to half a home.

Mu Qingqiu was also invited by his aunt during the Chinese New Year in his freshman year.He didn't want to spoil the fun, so he said that the school had a party and rejected it.

Ever since his mother passed away, Mu Qingqiu lost the mood to celebrate festivals.

The neon lights outside the window were more dazzling than the other, and the festive music played one after another. People in pairs stood together to enjoy the gorgeous fireworks blooming, eating barbecue, drinking beer and chatting happily, celebrating together.

It's just that the lights of thousands of houses have nothing to do with him;

Talking and laughing happily has nothing to do with him.

Instead of forcing a smile outside, he prefers to hide in the dormitory and enjoy the peace alone.

Mu Qingqiu under the street lamp is like a traveler in time, or a wandering soul in the city.

On the second day of that night, Meng Zijun took him to Yue Jiuchun for dinner, using the excuse of friendship, but in fact, he wanted to make him feel less lonely.

After discovering that Mu Qingqiu didn't resist, for the remaining half a year, Meng Zijun would find a reason to take him out for dinner or for a walk almost every weekend.

However, Mu Qingqiu has always maintained a very nervous state.It's okay to get along with others at work, after all, I have worked in the workplace for so many years.

But it's different now.This is being with other people in a "leisurely" situation.

Still incomprehensible.

However, if the original body is still there, it must be very happy.

The two wandered from the east of the city to the west of the city. The entire city center was not very big.

When meeting a middle-aged uncle playing the saxophone on the side of the road, Mu Qingqiu can even boast a few words in German, and even chat a few words.

It's been many years since I experienced such a relaxed and leisurely atmosphere abroad, if only Meng Zijun wasn't by my side.

Mu Qingqiu thought.

Since Gu Zhengqing passed away and his prodigal son inherited the company, Mu Qingqiu almost spent most of his time on Qingzheng Real Estate, and used the rest of his time to weave his dissatisfaction into novels.

Maybe it's a good thing to come here through the book.

Recently, even subconsciously looking for cigarettes has not appeared much.

The sun is setting in the west.

On the way back to the hotel, Mu Qingqiu asked Yu Gushang how much he liked him.

Yu replied: "87."

"That's not bad." The corners of Mu Qingqiu's mouth twitched slightly.

After tonight, it should be over 100.

Thinking of this, Mu Qingqiu couldn't help feeling relieved.

Shen Menghan felt that she was taken care of by her seniors today with every detail.

I heard that now is the shortest autumn in Vienna, and it is the most beautiful season.

In parks and squares, you can always see children riding pulleys, or boys and girls playing drums and organs.

Gu Shuang took her to the park to feed the pigeons together, and ate the Mexican chicken tacos on the street together, and she was so hot that she cried.

In the evening, the sun has just dipped below the horizon.

When Shen Menghan and Gu Sui passed by the square side by side, they heard someone playing "ProUna Cabeza (One Step Away)" on a violin. The crowd sang a few words in a low voice, but was encouraged by passers-by to go up and perform.

She saw the senior pursed his lips and smiled, and looked at her approvingly.

The female performer who played the violin also stopped and said with a friendly smile: "Comeon, Comeon."

"Ready...OK."

Seeing the beautiful Asian girl nod, the silver-haired actress took a deep breath and started over.

The melodious sound of the piano flowed out from the brown piano case, and the original melancholy music was pulled out of a cheerful rhythm.Shen Menghan felt the changes in the performers, so she also changed her singing emotions accordingly.

Such a close performance can be said to be Shen Menghan's first experience.

I was a little shy at first, but when I saw everyone clapping their hands in time with Gu Chen, they gradually let go.

End of a song.

This was followed by loud applause, with whistles and "Bravo" ringing around.

"It's glad to play with you." The lady put away the violin and extended her hand to show her appreciation.

Shen Menghan hurriedly shook it back with her uninjured hand, "Thank you. Yourplayiswonderful."

As the sky was getting late, the female performer put the violin into the violin case, bid farewell to Shen Menghan, and left the square.

Shen Menghan thought that everyone's performance should have come to an end, so he proposed to go back to the hotel.

Gu Chen nodded, expressing that he listened to her.

When we got back to the hotel, everyone was already sitting on the second floor ready to have dinner.

Everyone's focus is on Chen Mengyao who just finished the interview.

She has just completed a piano solo brilliantly, which has attracted the attention of countless media from all over the world. Listening to her teacher's translation, Bourton Daily will use a page to report on her.

Li Jiajia on the side heard this, and showed an exaggerated expression: "Is it really Bourton Daily? That is the world's authoritative music media! Yaoyao, you are amazing!"

At the edge of the team, Mu Qingqiu sat next to Meng Zijun, enjoying the golden crispy fried pork chops.

After confirming that those people were ready to perform their duties, Mu Qingqiu put down the phone.As soon as she raised her eyes, she saw Chen Mengyao wearing an ink-colored classical long dress. The patterns on the puff sleeves were complicated and intricate, and the skirt appeared in the restaurant like a sea of ​​stars.

Then Li Jiajia's voice was heard.In the next second, Shen Menghan came into view.

"Ooh."

Mu Qingqiu sighed softly, already pounding the table in his heart.

coming!coming!coming! !Where's my melon? !

The peacock is about to spread its tail! ! !How would Chen Mengyao be arrogant? ?

Will it tear up? !

However, things didn't turn out as expected.

After receiving everyone's approving gazes one by one, Chen Mengyao still did not forget to lament and regret to Shen Menghan, saying that if it was not an accident, it must be her today.

Seeing this scene, Mu Qingqiu couldn't help but watch the show, and disappeared in an instant.

boring.

The corners of Mu Qingqiu's upturned mouth drooped in an instant, and he took the ketchup next to him, halfway into the plate.

After dinner, Mu Qingqiu called Wang Juanjuan and Gu Sang to go to the place where the incident described in the novel happened.

After Mu Qingqiu gave Wang Juanjuan a look, Wang Juanjuan started looking for topics everywhere.

Meng Zijun disappeared after dinner.

Mu Qingqiu didn't know what the male lead was doing.Glancing at Shen Menghan's vicinity, he didn't think about it.Just flipping through the phone from time to time, waiting for news from Hu Xiaoxiao.

Chen Mengyao changed her clothes and went downstairs to chat with Shen Menghan, thinking about how to alienate the flies that surrounded Shen Menghan every day, but found that the flies were gone.

Excited in my heart, I sent a text message to the previous number.I just pretended to walk to Shen Menghan's side inadvertently, and then shared what happened during today's rehearsal.

"During lunch today, I saw a piano shop. I listened to the sound of the piano inside, and the sound was very nice. I want to show you there."

"Okay! Where is it?" Then he followed Chen Mengyao outside.

"It's over there in the square. We're going to go through the square. I'll show you."

With that said, the two left the hotel.

Chen Mengyao felt that the opportunity came too suddenly, and the god of luck finally patronized her, but she didn't notice that there was a figure behind her.

The square after nine o'clock was sparsely populated.

There is no excitement during the day at all.

The green space with many trees even feels a bit deep in the mountains and old forests.

Wang Juanjuan hasn't spoken much since entering the square.

Gu Shuang thought they were going to find a secluded place before discussing plans for the day after tomorrow.

However, just as he vaguely saw a gazebo, Gu Shuang heard "Help Help"—a voice he was all too familiar with.

"Shen Menghan!" Gu Chen rushed out following the sound.

Mu Qingqiu didn't hold back, and clicked his tongue.

That's two big guys!

If I knew it earlier, I told him the plan in advance. Why is this kid so impulsive? !

I saw two strong men covering the mouths of the two girls with white cloths, and passed out after a while.

Gu Chen rushed over and punched the kidnapper, but before his fist hit the flesh, he was pinned to the ground by the strong man with one hand.

"Juanjuan call the police, don't make a sound, stand here and don't move." Mu Qingqiu whispered.

Picking up the hard pebbles he just stepped on, he ran to a place he knew well and threw a piece first, hitting the forehead of the strong man who raised his hand towards the fainted Gu Chen's lower abdomen.

But the strong man was not knocked out, but changed his attack target.

Mu Qingqiu narrowly avoided a punch, trot forward a few steps, grabbed the collar of the kidnapper who kidnapped Chen Mengyao, knocked the strong man to the ground, and knocked Chen Mengyao unconscious with a hand knife.

Seeing this operation, the two strong men thought it was a friendly army for a while, but when they saw that the young man was going to save another girl, they immediately reacted.

Seeing the two strong men running over together, Mu Qingqiu cursed in a low voice, and took out the art knife in his pocket for emergencies.

He stabbed at the neck of the strong man in the white vest who was flying towards him, but before the knife touched his flesh, he was sent flying with a palm, and then his fist, which was bigger than half of his face, brushed past his face.

The wind of the fist picked up the broken hair next to Mu Qingqiu's ear. He was still in shock. He was lucky to escape a punch, but he didn't want a loud bang from his left shoulder.Enduring the severe pain, Mu Qingqiu dodged the flying kick, but his left arm was pulled back forcefully.

I saw my field of vision sweeping across the dark night sky and the afterimage of the white moon, and there was a "click", and severe pain came from my left arm.

Mu Qingqiu bit his lip so he didn't cry out.Subconsciously told myself that I had to stand up quickly.He touched another stone with his right hand, and he didn't want to grab it, so he threw it at the strong man who rushed over.

Another strong man bent down, he was very fast, but Mu Qingqiu saw the intention, and his intuition told him that this man was going to clamp himself and throw him out.

Recalling the triangular lock taught by the coach, Mu Qingqiu endured the severe pain in his upper body, quickly clamped his legs around the neck of the strong man, exerted all his strength, trying to make the strong man No. [-] gradually lose his breath.

Fortunately, the strong man No. [-] was hit in the left eye, and he couldn't come to help for a while.

However, the three-legged cat kung fu that I had just learned was not comparable to these professions at all. The muscles as strong as iron blocks did not gradually suffocate as Mu Qingqiu expected, but he was thrown to the ground again.Brawny No. [-] raised his arms and prepared to punch, muttering: "F*cking...,...the hell..."

It’s over.

It's gone.

Mu Qingqiu said in his heart, but he was still thinking about how to minimize the damage.

However, the fist hadn't landed yet, when a scream was heard.

The police are here.

Mu Qingqiu breathed a sigh of relief.

Only a few triggers were heard, and the two strong men fell to the ground.

A figure came running from under the shade.

"Qingqiu!"

Meng Zijun rushed over, his tone was full of worry, mixed with a little anger.

The author has something to say: 【Note】

Bolton Daily: I don’t know if there is, I made up nonsense.Any similarity is purely coincidental.