Paranoid villains always go crazy [Quick Transmigration]

No one expected that a boy would rush out out of nowhere, and the other bodyguards were frightened, and hurried forward to tear him away.

At that time, a few students who had just returned from their make-up classes happened to pass by the other end of the corridor, and happened to see Lin Jinran choking the bodyguard's neck in rage, and yelled in panic, "Killed!"

The high-decibel screams spread one after another and echoed repeatedly in the quiet corridor, attracting teachers and students who stayed behind on the other floors to leave the classroom to look at the source of the sound.

I don't know how many people watched this scene.

"Let go, Lin Jinran! This is just a misunderstanding!" Qiu Luo frowned fiercely, and immediately took Lin Jinran's hand, pulling him back forcefully.

Lin Jinran lowered his brows, staring fixedly at the bodyguards opposite, with a cold face, like a flammable and explosive firecracker being ignited.

"What the hell, dare to hit you!"

One of the bodyguards seemed to recognize that the opposite person was a person not to be trifled with. Remembering that the butler had ordered Qiu Luo not to make a fuss, he held back his tone for the time being and said forcefully: "Sorry, it's just a misunderstanding. We didn't intend to beat anyone. Walk."

It wasn't until the figures of several people disappeared completely that Lin Jinran withdrew his displeased eyes, and looked at Qiu Luo with dissatisfaction: "You can fight, but fortunately I saw it, otherwise you will suffer."

Qiu Luo sighed: "You are too impulsive, just now so many classmates saw you choking someone's neck, maybe there will be some rumors, last time in the haunted house in the amusement valley, there were many rumors that were not good for you."

Lin Jinran changed his schoolbag to the other side, his eyes were still fierce, his face was indifferent, and he squinted his eyes against the setting sun: "Who cares about them, anyway, it's not the first time, nor is it the last time, what do you want to say?" Say, do you think someone dares to say it in front of my face?"

It's been rumored outside that you are a big devil who beats people without blinking an eye. Who would dare to seek death from this?

Qiu Luo shook his head helplessly: "Restrain yourself from now on, you are obviously not so violent."

Lin Jinran stopped abruptly, glanced back at him, and said sullenly: "What if I am so violent? How about going to your boxing gym to fight?"

He turned his face away, his thin lips were tightly squeezed, his cheeks were stretched out into the shape of his cheekbones, and he stared at the flowers beside the railing in the corridor, as if he could stare at the buds.

Qiu Luo looked at him unexpectedly, not knowing what Lin Jinran was up to, she rolled her eyes, seeming to recall: "I mean... that guy's neck was very thick and hard just now, yours Does your hand hurt?"

Lin Jinran's ears twitched, and he turned his head with a brush. The lingering anger on his face faded away, his eyebrows and eyes stretched out, and he took his hand out of his trouser pocket and rubbed it with his index finger. The tip of the nose: "Generally."

Qiu Luo secretly laughed in her heart, she really was a brat, with a hard mouth and a soft heart, it was really easy to coax.

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In a few days, there will be the sports meeting. Teacher Luo, the head teacher, began to encourage everyone to sign up enthusiastically to win glory for the class.

Li Fanfan was chasing stars recently. When handing in his homework, Qiu Luo noticed that he had a new hairstyle. It was the most popular Japanese and Korean trendy male hairstyle in the celebrity circle. The hair color was permed into a particularly striking silver gray.

Matched with Li Fanfan's chubby little round face, it was as if a stainless steel pot was covered on his forehead.

Li Fanfan didn't realize that there was something wrong with his hairstyle, so he showed off to Qiu Luo proudly: "Student Qiu, do you think my new hairstyle is handsome? I specially hired a professional stylist, and it took me a long time to make an appointment. Listen It is said that many celebrities are styled by him."

Qiu Luo suppressed her smile, nodded, raised her thumbs up, and said: "Handsome, very handsome, walking on the road, the rate of turning heads must be super high, right? When you play in the sports meeting in a few days, you must be the most beautiful in the audience." That cub!"

Li Fanfan was very happy: "That's right! I like it too, you really have vision, why don't you make one for you too?"

Qiu Luo waved her hands again and again: "No, no, I like it too, but it's better to be simple."

Lin Jinran beside him was lazily leaning on the back of the chair and listening to music. Hearing this, he raised his eyelids, pulled out an earphone, and asked in wonder, "Is it so exaggerated?"

Li Fanfan complacently glanced at Lin Jinran from the corner of his eye, and turned around happily to continue reading. Unexpectedly, he would one day compare Lin Jinran.

Lin Jinran squinted at Qiu Luo, with disdain in his eyes, and said leisurely: "Your aesthetics is really hopeless."

While doing exercises, Qiu Luo casually said, "It's because you don't know how to appreciate Fanfan's cuteness."

"Student Qiu, you are so kind!" Little Fatty was so touched when he heard this, he wished he could come up and give him a bear hug.

Lin Jinran squinted his eyes, and whispered a modal particle in dissatisfaction: "Tch."

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In the blink of an eye, it was the day of the sports meeting, and all classes of all grades were cancelled. Crowds of people gathered in the big playground and the spectator stand. A colorful flag was erected every ten meters on the edge of the runway. The neatly colored flags fluttered in the wind, and the atmosphere was extremely lively.

Qiu Luo was not a member of the phalanx guard of honor. He was sitting on the audience stand holding his small water bottle, blocking the sun with one hand, and looking far away towards the playground.

Suddenly, a strikingly reflective head entered his field of vision.

Lin Jinran stood in the first row of the guard of honor with long arms and legs. He was the flag bearer. He had a slender and well-proportioned figure wrapped in a black uniform, with straight legs and a straight back. Swaying with his walking steps.

A decorative Western long sword is pinned to his waist, and the belt is tightened around his waist, which is just right, and he wears a pair of black high boots.

He has a handsome face and sharp facial features. When he looks straight ahead and leads the team forward, his whole person is as sharp as a sword, and his momentum is like a rainbow. His unique temperament stands out from the crowd, especially conspicuous.

——If it wasn't for the Sha Matt hairstyle dyed platinum.

In the dense crowd of guards of honor, Lin Jinran's golden head was as eye-catching as a firefly in the dark night.

If you want to describe it, from a distance, it looks like a light bulb with thorns on its neck, shining in the bright sun.

When Qiu Luo noticed Lin Jinran, he was drinking water and almost spit out a mouthful of water.

"What the hell is that guy doing?"

After a while, Lin Jinran returned like a triumphant general, sat down beside Qiu Luo, and stroked his new hairstyle specially.

Li Fanfan next to him looked at him with envy and hatred, extremely wronged, as if he was saying that he was no longer the most beautiful boy in this sports meeting, and the limelight was stolen by the damn Lin Jinran again!

Qiu Luo tried her best to control her facial expression to prevent the corners of her mouth from cramping: "Your end..."

Lin Jinran leaned back lazily on the back of the chair, with his long legs slung aside casually, still with that cool expression: "It's so-so. In order to accommodate your aesthetics, I'll make a little sacrifice. "

Qiu Luo laughed loudly in his heart, but with his excellent quality and good moral conduct, he took a deep breath, ah, he couldn't hold back his laughter.

No, this is too difficult.

He pursed his lips as hard as he could, looking at Lin Jinran with a smile on his face. The golden sun shone in the sky and fell into his crooked eyes, like two blooming stars: "It seems that you are the one in the night sky today." The brightest star."

Lin Jinran let out a soft snort, as if disdainful of his praise, but the corners of his mouth slightly turned up like a child asking for candy, and his raised eyebrows couldn't hide his good mood.

Qiu Luo signed up for the 100-meter obstacle course and the team relay race for this sports meeting. He has always liked sports, so it is nice to take part in group activities once in a while.

The girls in the next class were all wearing uniform cheerleading short skirts, holding two fringed balls in their hands, cheering for the students in the class in unison.

Runners who run on the track run more vigorously.

Qiu Luo glanced enviously, and sighed: "This is such a popular treatment."

Wang Qi on the side sneered and said, "Just envy and hate. His family is a high-ranking official in City X, and his future is boundless. I think you might as well go back to sleep. After all, dreams have everything."

Qiu Luo said coldly: "It's better than some people going on stage who are only afraid of being booed for being slow."

"you!"

Lin Jinran followed his gaze and curled his lips: "What's so difficult about it?"

Qiu Luo said angrily, "Of course it's normal for you."

Li Fanfan tapped him on the back: "Qiu Luo, the teacher over there is calling for the next round, it seems that it's your turn."

Qiu Luo patted his clothes and stood up: "Then I'm leaving."

He quickly ran to the competition preparation area along the passage, and stood on his own track under the instruction of the teacher.

On the other side, on the viewing platform, Lin Jinran waited for Qiu Luo to leave, and immediately raised his toe and kicked Li Fanfan's calf: "Is everything ready?"

Li Fanfan patted his chest: "Don't worry, boss!"

Lin Jinran kicked Wang Qi again, glanced over, and ordered lightly: "And you all, go help."

Wang Qi wanted to cry but had no tears, why did she recruit this gentleman again.

Qiu Luo is wearing a white sweatshirt today, with the sleeves rolled up to the elbows, exposing two tight arms. He is staring intently at the obstacle in front of him, his hands are loosely clenched, his body is leaning forward slightly, his muscles are tense, Ready to rush out.

Suddenly, there was a tidy noise from the direction of the stands, faintly calling Qiu Luo's name.

He turned around in surprise and saw the direction of his class. The whole class stood up collectively, some were holding tasseled balls, some were holding banners, and some were waving small flags.

The banners read "Qiu Luo is number one in the universe!", "Qiu Luo will always be a god!", "Qiu Luo must win" and so on.

Shouting and dancing like cheerleaders.

Immediately afterwards, there was a commotion in the class next door, as if they had received some instructions, some students began to stand up and cheer for Qiu Luo, but the weak voice seemed more forced.

Even the school's sports meeting broadcast began to broadcast short essays cheering for Qiu Luo.Other grades and classes began to look here curiously, asking who Qiu Luo was?Isn't that a senior in the senior year?

Under the most grand refueling in history, Qiu Luo became the focus of attention of the audience. The other players who competed with him stood on their own track in embarrassment and envy. It felt like the championship had become someone else's before the competition started. .

Qiu Luo looked back angrily and amusedly, and the only guy on the viewing platform who didn't shout slogans was holding on to the railing and waving at him, which was not a standard beckoning cat gesture.

With the sound of a gunshot in the game, Qiu Luo rushed out like an arrow, and the shouts behind him were earth-shattering, almost causing the audience to look sideways.

I don't know if there is a real bonus, but Qiu Luo easily passed all the obstacles and won the first place. As if he had completed some kind of mission, he waved to the Lucky Cat on the audience stage.

Those who know know that this is just a high school sports meeting, those who don't know, looking at the posture, I'm afraid they might think it's the Olympics.

The last event is the team relay run, which takes the class as the unit. Qiu Luo and Lin Jinran are both in it, and they take the first and last legs respectively.

The students in the middle are good at sports on weekdays, but today they were unlucky and did not perform well. Originally, Qiu Luo was far ahead in the first bat, but in Lin Jinran's hands, he was already far behind the others.

He took the last stick from his classmate, took a deep breath, and ran away. Relying on the advantage of his long legs, he ran one step at a time and a half ahead of others. His steps were extremely steady, and he sprinted forward desperately.

A dazzling white-blonde hairstyle, under the high-speed running, fluffed into a big golden-haired lion, which was particularly eye-catching.

Soon, more than half of the lap was passed, leaving only the last straight sprint.

At the end, Qiu Luo, the first shot, stood at the finish line, waving at him constantly.

Suddenly, someone kicked a small stone while running, and it flew towards Lin Jinran. He stepped on the sharp stone, his foot tilted, his whole body staggered, and his ankle was crooked!

In this short moment, Lin Jinran, who was about to catch up with the first place, fell behind and became the third place.

The students in the class sighed in disappointment, only Qiu Luo was still at the finish line, waving his hands constantly, as if afraid that the other party would not see him, jumping up and down on the spot: "Come on! Lin Jinran!"

His voice was drowned in the noisy crowd, Lin Jinran gritted his back molars, suppressed the burning pain in his ankle, and continued to run with all his strength in the direction of Qiu Luo regardless.

50 meters, 30 meters, ten meters... five meters, four meters...

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to Qiu Luo, all the disturbances and noises around him disappeared, and only Qiu Luo was left in his eyes, constantly encouraging himself and waving his hands.

At the moment when he reached the finish line, Lin Jinran almost forgot that it was a relay race. He watched Qiu Luo open his arms towards him, his mind went blank, and he opened his arms subconsciously, and rushed into the opponent's arms.

The two hugged each other tightly, the tip of their noses was full of youthful sweat and vigor, the huge impact made Qiu Luo take several steps back before barely steadying himself.

The vision in front of Lin Jinran seemed to be shaking, his chest rose and fell rapidly, and his beating heart almost jumped out of his chest.

Qiu Luo patted him on the back, laughed and shouted: "Lin Jinran, we won, we are the first! You are so amazing! You turned defeat into victory!"

Lin Jinran seemed to be infected by his high emotions, and then smiled, softer than ever.

However, this bear hug lasted only a few seconds before Qiu Luo let him go.

Before Lin Jinran had time to savor the subtle feeling of loss, the students in the class rushed over, surrounded the two of them, and chirped to celebrate.

A sports meeting has finally come to an end.

When returning to the classroom, Qiu Luo noticed that Lin Jinran's footsteps were not normal. He grabbed him and pulled up his trousers to take a look, only to find that Lin Jinran's ankle was swollen a lot.

Qiu Luo was a little anxious: "Did you sprain it while running? Why didn't you say it just now?"

Lin Jinran said nonchalantly: "What is this little injury, it will be fine in a few days."

Qiu Luo saw that it was not convenient for him to walk, and supported him to rest on the stone chair beside the boulevard: "You wait here, I will come in a while."

After that, he ran towards the infirmary.

By the time he got the cold towel and ointment and hurried back, it was already a quarter of an hour later.

From a distance, Qiu Luo saw a tall and thin boy standing beside Lin Jinran, who was talking to him. When Qiu Luo approached and took a closer look, he was shocked. It turned out to be a fake "Qiu Luo" !

He suddenly recalled the plot in his mind. The "Qiu Luo" after soul transmigration fell in love with Lin Jinran at first sight at school, and began to approach him openly and secretly. Unfortunately, the other party was as cold as iron and did not respond at all.

Followed by the old-fashioned real fragrance, Lin Jinran turned his head again, put down his figure and face, and pressed his hot face to the other's cold butt, and started the long road of chasing his wife to the crematorium.

"No way, the script starts now?"

Qiu Luo suddenly felt a burning sensation in the palm of his hand, looked down, and saw a red mole on his palm, the color was very pale, and then he noticed that the color turned bright red.

The fake "Qiu Luo" seemed to notice something, looked up at him with a strange look on his face, and walked away quickly.

"What did you two just say?"

Seeing Qiu Luo frowning with an attitude of pleading guilty, Lin Jinran was a little surprised, and spread out the bruise ointment in his hand: "I didn't say anything, that guy saw that I was injured and gave me a bottle of medicine. How dare you say that you are envious of me being able to run as much as you want on the track."

He finally came to a conclusion: "It's quite an inexplicable person, and I don't know him."

Qiu Luo realized that he had overreacted, so he calmed down and nodded, then took out the cold compress and ointment, and immediately confiscated the bruise ointment in the opponent's hand: "Use mine."

Lin Jinran didn't know, so he asked, "Can't that be used?"

Qiu Luo pursed her lips unhappily: "That's...you can't use that guy anyway!"

Lin Jinran was taken aback for a moment, and looked down at Qiu Luo, who was lifting up his trousers and pressing the cold compress to his ankles, and suddenly realized something, he completely relaxed, his thin lips were straightened, and he looked like he was about to smile or not. , secretly looked at each other from the corner of the eye.

Qiu Luo looked up abruptly, just in time to meet Shang Lin Jinran's dark gaze, and licked his fluffy golden lion head: "Why? Why are you still so beautiful after spraining your feet?"

Lin Jinran twitched the tips of his ears, but remained silent.

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Because of Lin Jinran's foot injury, he couldn't go to the boxing gym to practice boxing with Qiu Luo for several days.

On weekdays, there were no customers in the boxing gym. After finishing her homework, Qiu Luo locked the door and prepared to go home.

In the distance, a strange figure hid in the shadow of the corner diagonally across the street, silently watching Qiu Luo leave from the boxing gym.

He is very plainly dressed, with a single-lens reflex camera in his hand, and he raises it up to take pictures of the boxing gym from time to time, just like an ordinary photographer.

Just when the man was about to follow Qiu Luo and was about to walk out of the alley, a muscular arm stretched out from behind and locked the man's neck tightly!

The mouth was also covered, and the man wanted to scream but couldn't make a sound. He just stared at a pair of eyes and turned them up in horror.

He was forcefully used by the man behind him, and he was pushed down against the cold wall of the alley, with a heavy muffled sound from his back.

"Who are you? What are you doing sneaking around here?"

As soon as the man raised his head, he saw a very tall middle-aged man in front of him. His strong and powerful arms firmly controlled him. In the sunken eye sockets, a pair of dark eyes were like a cheetah staring at its prey.

"I, I'm just passing by!"

The man wanted to quibble, but the middle-aged man snatched his camera, saw several sneak shots of the boxing gym and Qiu Luo's back, and slapped him furiously, making half of the opponent's cheeks red.

"You bastard, if you touch a single hair of my son, I'll twist your neck into a twist!"

The man lost his voice in an instant. Now that the fight is over, he actually met the real owner of the boxing gym!

Qiu Cong looked at him coldly: "Tell me, who sent you here, and what is your purpose?"

The man's hair stood on end when he was stared at by the other party: "I, I'm just a money collector. Someone asked me to investigate the origin of this boxing gym."

"Who?"

"It seems to be... the young master of the Qiu family."

Qiu Cong frowned: "Which Qiu family?"

"It's the richest man in Jiangnan."

Seeing that he couldn't ask for more information, Qiu Cong used his hand as a knife, directly knocked the man unconscious, carried him on his shoulder and walked away.

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When Qiu Luo returned home, he remembered that the refrigerator seemed to have run out of food, so he went to the nearby vegetable market to buy some. With Lin Jinran as a generous patron, the family finally did not have to worry about eating meat.

For the first time today, a luxury car was parked at the narrow intersection of the old building, which attracted other residents to probe frequently.

Qiu Luo took a look and felt a little strange. He went upstairs with a small bag of vegetables and meat. Unexpectedly, several strange men in black suits approached from the door of the house.

Seeing themselves, they paused, and even bent slightly towards him, nodding politely and in unison.

Qiu Luo was taken aback, what is the background of these people?

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