Paranoid villains always go crazy [Quick Transmigration]

The 17-year-old Lin Jinran's skeleton has grown, and his stature is about the same as that of Qiu Luo. The insteps exposed under the trousers are set against the green grass, showing a whiteness that has not been seen all year round, and blue blood vessels can almost be seen.

His pupils are dark black, and his eyelids are extremely light blue. It seems that he really didn't sleep well last night, and his whole body exudes a gloomy air from the inside out.

Lin Jinran looked at Qiu Luo for a second, frowned and moved away. He didn't despise his shabbiness like Wang Qi and others, nor did he intend to help, but he looked at him with a hint of inexplicable confused.

Qiu Luo looked at him repeatedly in amazement, it was really strange, it was the first time she saw this face, but she always felt that this face was indescribably familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere before.

But when he thought about it, we were originally in the same noble school. When he was a wealthy young master, he was a grade higher than him, and they were not in the same teaching building. However, it is not surprising that they might have met in some corner of the school.

Lin Jinran turned his eyes away from him, walked past Qiu Luo, and walked towards Wang Qi and the others.

The latter took a step back subconsciously, and his Adam's apple rolled. It was obvious that Lin Jinran had repaired it more than once, and his calves were trembling with fright.

"I, I didn't do it on purpose, it's all this kid..."

Lin Jinran interrupted him impatiently, pointing to the ground: "Give me the shoes, don't let them stick around."

Wang Qi was stunned for a moment, then quickly picked up the shoes and handed them over.The two younger brothers behind him looked at each other in embarrassment, not knowing where to place their hands.

Seeing that the other party didn't intend to pursue the matter, the three of them heaved a sigh of relief, they no longer cared about teaching Qiu Luo a lesson, and immediately ran away without a trace.

Lin Jinran was about to leave with long legs, Qiu Luo called him: "Student, thank you just now, what's your name? You look so good, did we meet somewhere?"

Lin Jinran paused, looked back at him in surprise, his brows moved slightly, his dark pupils reflected Qiu Luo's face, his eyes were subtle and indescribable.

The boy didn't speak for a long while, but said coolly: "Don't strike up a conversation with me, it won't work."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left, with long legs and big strides, and disappeared around the corner in two or three steps.

Qiu Luo was left with a dazed expression on the spot: "???"

Where did this guy's inexplicable confidence come from?

Qiu Luo seriously reflected on what she just said, as if... there was such a cliché of a scumbag picking up a beautiful woman on the road?

Qiu Luo pursed her lips helplessly, staring at the sky speechlessly.

Are all the current high school students like this?

Qiu Luo, who felt that she was very mature, graciously decided not to care about these low-grade radishheads, grabbed her lunch box from the grass, and Shi Shi ran away.

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In the evening, the afterglow of the setting sun shrouded this old building. The smell of oily smoke accompanied by the smell of food drifted down from the windows of the residential building. The pots and pans were clanging, and the evening wind blew the clothes on the clothes rail slightly floating. .

Qiu Luo climbed up from the stairs, the corridor lamp was in disrepair for a long time, the corridor was dim, and the corners were covered with large and small irregular spider webs.

After living here for more than ten days, Qiu Luo has already adapted to the life of ordinary people. Even if he sees a mouse bigger than a foot scurrying across the aisle from time to time, he can step over without changing his expression.

The young man Qiu Luo possessed had the same name as him. What's more, when the butler sent him to the hospital that night, the young man was in the operating room next door.

Originally, the heartbeat had stopped, the doctor had given up treatment, and when he was about to announce the news of his father's death, Qiu Luo inexplicably woke up from this body that was about to lose temperature.

Then, he realized that he had changed from the young master of the Qiu family, a wealthy family in the south of the Yangtze River, to Qiu Luo, a poor boy who lived in an old dilapidated building and almost dropped out of school. However, his body was occupied by a traveler who came from nowhere.

Thinking of this, Qiu Luo felt furious, stomped his feet angrily, and trampled to death a cockroach that just wanted to take the opportunity to crawl into his house.

There was a big rusty iron door at the end of the corridor on the fourth floor, and he took out the key from his schoolbag to open the door.

The living room is empty, except for a table against the wall, a few chairs, and a drawer with a missing leg and a brick foot, there is almost no extra furniture. The old decoration from more than ten years ago is lacklustre. Pass.

Anyway, tidy and tidy.

As soon as Qiu Luo entered the door, he smelled alcohol, but the bedroom was empty, and his "father" was not at home, so he probably went to buy wine again.

Speaking of which, this dead young man once had a happy and happy family, but unfortunately the good times didn’t last long. His mother died of terminal illness when he was a teenager, and he himself was born sick in his mother’s womb. Although he had a tough personality and studied hard , Still did not change the fate of dying in the hospital.

His grandfather left behind a boxing gym, and the couple ran it together. They managed to save a small amount of savings, which were all spent on the hospital beds of the mother and son, and they owed a lot of debts.

After his mother passed away, Qiu's father was distraught and drank alcohol all day long. If there was not a son who was still alive and supported Qiu's father's spirit, he might have gone with him.

The boxing gym has gradually declined under the impact of various gyms, and now it only relies on some old customers to barely survive. It has to pay for the living expenses of the father and son and pay off the debts.

Fortunately, after Qiu Luo possessed him, there was nothing wrong with this body, otherwise the medical expenses would be unaffordable.

He sighed, put down his schoolbag, and went to the kitchen to check the refrigerator. Fortunately, there were still vegetables in it.

If it was placed half a month ago, Qiu Luo would never have imagined that one day, this young master who never touches the spring water would have to cook by himself, clean and wash clothes and do housework.

There are no housekeepers, no servants, and no drivers and bodyguards. You can save money on food and clothing. You have to squeeze the bus to and from school, or simply rely on walking. Even a piece of pork must be carefully cut and stored, so you can’t eat it all in one day .

Qiu Luo licked his lips, recalling the Michelin star chef specially hired for his nutritious meals at Qiu’s house, and the rich dinners that change every day, all kinds of dishes are not heavy, just thinking about it makes saliva and hunger They rushed up together.

When will I be able to return to my own body?

With a long sigh, he resignedly picked up the rice.

After cooking, Qiu Luo hammered his stiff back and put the food on the table. Although he was inexperienced, he was good at learning. After more than a week of practice, he was finally able to eat.

Fortunately, this young man was often ill in the past, and he was not very good at cooking, otherwise he would have revealed his secrets just for this matter.

While waiting for Qiu's father to come back, Qiu Luo took out her homework from her schoolbag and started to do it. There were only two pens in the pencil case, one pencil, and the other was out of ink.

He remembered that there might still be desk drawers in the bedroom, so he opened the drawers one by one and searched inside.

Unexpectedly, before touching the pen, my fingers touched a handful of black and hard metal.

Qiu Luo was taken aback, took it out and held it in his hand, it turned out to be a gray-black pistol!

The surface is spotlessly wiped, and it can be seen that the owner cherishes it. The magazine is empty and there are no bullets, but it is an out-and-out real gun. This model is also a sought-after item even on the black market.

Qiu Luo was extremely astonished. Qiu's father, the owner of a small boxing gym, actually has such a valuable gun. What is his identity?

People who know how to use this thing live a life as poor as an ascetic monk. This family is too weird.

"What are you doing?" A deep male voice suddenly sounded from behind Qiu Luo.

Qiu Luo was startled, and quickly put down the gun: "You're back, Dad."

He turned around, and a faint smell of alcohol came to his face.

In front of him was a tall man.

The black shirt and jeans wrap the muscular body, the facial features are extremely three-dimensional, and the chin is full of blue stubble, but it can't hide the handsome face when he was young, especially the pair of deeply sunken eye sockets, and the highly recognizable lying face. Silkworm, the eyes are extremely deep.

Qiu Cong gently took the pistol from his son and put it back in the deepest drawer: "Don't touch this thing, it's dangerous."

Qiu Luo nodded: "It's time to eat."

Qiu Cong glanced at the pile of cabbage and cucumber fried meat on the table. The amount of shredded meat could be counted with two hands.

He carried a small bag of braised wing tips and put them on the table, patted Qiu Luo's head: "Eat it, Dad has eaten it outside."

Qiu Luo looked at the tip of the stewed wing, which was just enough for one person. It was covered with an insulated bag and was still warm. This was Qiu Cong's dead son's favorite food.

Qiu Luo took a bite, it was tender and delicious, and it was served with a small cucumber.

Qiu Cong put a brand new schoolbag aside, and said in a casual tone: "Go to school with this on your back tomorrow, so as not to be underestimated by your classmates."

Qiu Luo thought to himself that it wasn't something a schoolbag could change, but he didn't reveal anything, and he didn't complain about being bullied by his classmates today, he just said "Thank you Dad".

"Today doesn't seem like a special day, how do you buy these?"

Qiu's father said indifferently: "There is a generous new guest in the boxing gym, you just need to use it."

He didn't speak any more, just sat aside and opened a can of beer, while drinking, his eyes fell on some unknown place, and he only stared at Qiu Luo from the corner of his eyes, without saying a word.

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Another morning.

Qiu Luo went to school with a new schoolbag, and was stared at by all kinds of strange eyes. He was used to walking with the wind all the way, without squinting. His handsome and tall appearance attracted many girls to watch quietly.

When I came to my seat, I didn't expect that the same table that was vacant yesterday had already been seated by a boy today.

The other party was tall, thin and slender, with his long legs casually put aside, sitting on a chair and falling backwards, with two chair legs hanging in mid-air, arms embracing, as if he was closing his eyes and resting his mind.

Hearing the rubbing sound of pulling away the chair beside him, the man opened his eyes and looked over indifferently.

Qiu Luo suddenly met his gaze and was taken aback, what a coincidence, the guy who hit someone with a shoe yesterday turned out to be his deskmate!

He immediately raised a smile: "It's you, we meet again."

Lin Jinran's eyebrows twitched, and there was a little surprise in his eyes, but he didn't speak, and closed his eyes to rest again.

When he closed his eyes and rested his mind, the students around him were very quiet. Even in the morning reading, he deliberately lowered his voice, and turned the pages carefully.

Qiu Luo was not discouraged, judging from yesterday's situation, Wang Qi regarded him like a scourge and avoided him, and now he is like a quail, not daring to fart.

It seems that this guy is also considered a leader, and it will be much more convenient to have a good relationship with him.

Qiu Luo moved the chair closer: "My name is Qiu Luo, you haven't told me what your name is yet?"

The chubby guy at the front desk turned his head quickly, and kept giving Qiu Luo winks, signaling him not to ask.

Everyone in the class knows that this young master of the Lin family chaebol has a very bad temper, is withdrawn and indifferent, and has a very bad temper when he gets up. He is a lone wolf who walks alone in school and never deals with others. I didn't buy it either, and the class teacher didn't dare to ask.

Because of his family background, coupled with his handsome and extraordinary appearance, there are always men and women trying to get close to him in different ways, and the love letters they receive every now and then can be used as firewood. No wonder they mistakenly think that Qiu Luo is also one of the guys trying to talk to him that day.

Seeing that Lin Jinran was dumb, Qiu Luo stopped asking for trouble and did her own exercises seriously.

After a while, the head teacher came in to distribute the test papers, and praised the top three candidates in the test. No.1 was naturally Qiu Luo, No.2 was Li Fanfan, the chubby guy at the front desk, and the last one was the one who didn't come to the test at all. Lin Jinran.

The class teacher handed over the test paper to Lin Jinran, and said earnestly: "Student Lin Jinran, your father told you to study hard at school and cooperate with the teacher. You have gone too far. Your father knows that. It's time to scold you again."

Lin Jinran folded the paper into four and pressed it on the table, with two bandages wrapped around the joints of the back of both hands.

He said casually: "Thank you teacher for your concern."

It's fine to scold, he doesn't care.

Qiu Luo looked at him in shock, and it turned out that this guy was Lin Jinran—the last blackened villain in this book-crossing novel!

At the back of the book, there is also the plot of Lin Jinran tying Qiu Luo up and shutting him up in a small black room. It's too scary. It's his own body, and he doesn't look like he got involved in such a bloody plot for no reason at all!

He still wants to live well!

Qiu Luo couldn't help but move the chair a little further away from Lin Jinran, and even further away, wishing to sit next to Wang Qina who was opposite.

Wang Qi was frightened and angry at the same time, her face turned blue and white, and she seemed to be crazily yelling "Don't come here!"

Qiu Luo suddenly remembered that according to the development of the plot, "Qiu Luo" would fall in love with Lin Jinran at first sight, and then frequently find various reasons to approach him. Isn't this just a chance for him to get his body back!

As long as he followed Lin Jinran, he would definitely meet the traverser who occupied his body.

Having figured this out, Qiu Luo immediately moved the chair back and stuck it to Lin Jinran's seat.

The strange breath broke into the safety line around Lin Jinran unsuspectingly, he frowned and turned to look at Qiu Luo, dazzled by the two rows of big white teeth.

"Classmate Lin," Qiu Luo's smile was brighter and more sincere than the morning sun outside the window, "To thank you for helping me yesterday, I can help you answer any questions you don't know how to do. From today on, we will help each other Mutual help, solidarity and friendship at the same table."

Lin Jinran looked at Qiu Luo speechlessly, and said coldly, "I don't need it."

"No, you need it." Qiu Luo pointed to his blank paper, and looked at him lovingly with caring eyes for disabled children. OK."

Lin Jinran was holding a bottle of mineral water in his hand and was about to pour it into his mouth. Hearing this, he almost squirted water back into the bottle.

A question mark slowly appeared on his forehead: "?"

When the other students around heard this, they all had shocked and terrified expressions.

Even the way Wang Qi looked at Qiu Luo changed, the original disdain was instantly replaced by some kind of admiration, and she murmured: Absolutely.

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This matter quickly spread to the head teacher, Mr. Luo, who was very moved, and immediately called Qiu Luo to the office, and praised him: "Student Xiaoqiu, you are really a role model for the class and a role model for the students! Teacher We need good students like you who are willing to help your classmates to make progress together!"

When Teacher Luo talked about the emotional part, he almost shed tears of emotion.

For Lin Jinran's study problems, the old man of the Lin family personally called the school director many times, looking for people layer by layer, and putting pressure on them openly and secretly. If Lin Jinran's grades do not improve this semester, she, the high-paying head teacher, will have to do it. .

"Student Xiaoqiu, if you have any troubles in the future, just ask the teacher, and the teacher will definitely help you!"

Qiu Luo pondered for a moment, then nodded slowly: "Teacher, I do have a difficulty, but I don't know whether to explain it or not."

Teacher Luo said kindly: "Say it."

With a serious expression, Qiu Luo stretched out a paw in front of the teacher: "Teacher, my family is so poor, can I apply for a double subsidy?"

Teacher Luo: "..." Are the current high school students so straightforward?

She thought for a while and said, "The teacher knows your situation and will definitely help you get it, but you have to promise the teacher that Lin Jinran will pass the final exam this semester."

When Qiu Luo heard it, she just passed the exam, which is trivial.

Under his one-on-one tutoring, even if Lin Jinran is blind, he must pass the exam!

Young Master Qiu, who was full of responsibility, was very inflated. He reached out to stop Lin Jinran after class that day, and was about to leave Lin Jinran after school: "Student Lin, Teacher Luo should have told you that I will help you with tutoring from today. You called at home, and your father agreed."

Lin Jinran pushed his hand away, and his slightly narrowed eyes were full of alienation and indifference, obviously not appreciative: "I didn't agree. Don't meddle in your own business."

The thing he hates the most is being restrained, especially by a stranger.

After finishing speaking, he bypassed Qiu Luo, put one hand in his pocket, and left the classroom without looking back.

Looking at his back, Qiu Luo frowned slightly: "This brat, he didn't even take his schoolbag, and he definitely didn't do his homework."

He sneered, and squeezed his wrist joints: "Nowadays, elementary school students are becoming less and less cute. Let's see how I treat you, senior."

Qiu Luo picked up Lin Jinran's schoolbag, followed the direction he left, and quickly chased after him.

When he followed to the school gate, he thought that Lin Jinran's family driver would come to pick him up, but he didn't expect that the other party didn't even go through the main gate, and left the school directly through the side gate.

Qiu Luo followed him around and around, through several alleys, and finally stopped in front of a familiar store, watching Lin Jinran walk in.

Qiu Luo blinked strangely—isn't that the small boxing gym run by his family?

The author has something to say: Qiu: As long as the hoe is well swung, there is no carrot that cannot be dug!

Lin: Don't recite poems indiscriminately!