The protagonist's "white moonlight" ran with me [Quick Transmigration]

Zhou Qiyuan talked about his uncle, and Qiu Yun was in a very delicate mood.

He squinted at the hand in the other's arm, raised his head slightly, and the sunlight reflected from the side, clearly outlining the man's angular outline and his stern face, which looked like an elder.

Qiu Yun looked at it for three seconds, then looked away: "Uncle Zhou Zhou, are you usually like this?"

Zhou Qiyuan lowered his head and glanced at the pointed boy.

Seeing the boy's eyes half-closed, his brows drooping, his facial features exquisite, and his temperament cold, the combination has a sense of world-weary asceticism, like a cold white cat that has been unbearably disturbed.

He was slightly taken aback, as if his heart had been scratched by a cat's paw again, and it was so itchy that he couldn't help but raised his head and rubbed the boy's head.

But the boy just raised his eyelids and said flatly, "Don't take advantage of me just because you're taller than me. Touch my head."

"You little bastard!" Zhou Qiyuan couldn't bear the soft touch in the palm of his hand, rubbed it hard twice, and carefully smoothed back the messy hair: "Your uncle, I also treat you like this, no one else This treatment."

Qiu Yun glanced at him casually, but didn't speak.

Seeing this, Zhou Qiyuan led Qiuyun downstairs and said as he walked, "The man who sent you here just now was the one who had dinner at your house last time? I remember his surname is Jiang..."

Speaking of this, he frowned for a moment, then relaxed and continued: "You will have less contact with him in the future, tell me if there is anything you need."

"He's my dad's student." Qiu Yun said lazily.

"Your dad has a bad eye." Zhou Qiyuan didn't have the slightest bit of self-consciousness to speak ill of his dad in front of his son: "I was cheated by a Beta in high school, my paper was stolen by a friend in college, and after graduation, some classmates dragged him into a gang." Start a business, and then the partners take the money and run away.”

"..." Qiu Yun always thought that Zhao's father was a strict person, and only had some warmth towards his wife and children, but he didn't expect that there would be such a... youthful time.

"That is to say, I put all my energy on scientific research and deal with a lot of data every day, otherwise I will continue to be deceived." Zhou Qiyuan said, and the two had already arrived at the door of the head teacher's office.

As an elder, Zhou Qiyuan entrusted the head teacher to take good care of his children. When he came out of the office, he had already adapted to the elder status he assumed.

Today is a rare sunny day.

The sun was shining brightly, pouring down on the road of College A.

There were countless students walking on the school road, and Zhou Qiyuan, who was tall and leggy, was particularly eye-catching when he walked among them, and even Qiu Yun, who was by his side, also caught a little bit of attention.

He saw a classmate pointing at Zhou Qiyuan with a vaguely excited expression, and said casually: "I didn't expect Uncle Wednesday to be so popular in our school at his age."

Zhou Qiyuan just glanced around indifferently: "Did you never go online—"

As if thinking of something, the conversation changed: "When the teaching building arrives, I won't send you there. After you get out of school... By the way, I remember that Xichun seems to be in this school too. I will ask Xichun to find you later. go."

Qiu Yun nodded slightly, turned around and walked towards the teaching building.

Zhao Yanping was a transparent person in school.

In such a school that is full of anger and explodes at the first touch, I have never been bullied, thanks to the Xichun that Zhou Qiyuan said just now——

Xichun, surnamed Zhou, is Zhou Qiyuan's nephew.

In the same class as Zhao Yanping but in a different class, he took over the position of student council president shortly after entering the school.

The Zhao family greeted Zhou Xichun and asked him to take care of Zhao Yanping.

As the president of the student council, if Zhou Xichun said something, no one would dare to provoke Zhao Yanping.

But apart from the sentence that was released, Zhao Yanping and Zhou Xichun usually have no intersection.

There is not too much description in the plot, only that Zhao and Zhou's family plan to get married, but Zhou Xichun went abroad after graduating from high school, and did not come back until the end of the plot.

On the first day of school, there are basically no formal classes in school.

The head teacher came over and made a cutscene, leaving time for the students to make up their homework.

This is to give the students a buffer time to adapt to the atmosphere of the school, so that they can regain their desire to play wild during the winter vacation. By the way, students who have not finished their homework during the winter vacation can use this day to make up their homework.

Zhao Yanping's winter vacation homework was finished right after the holiday.

There was a rustle in the classroom.

He had nothing to do, lying on the table and listening to the hypnotic lullaby, he fell asleep unknowingly, when he was half asleep, someone pushed him lightly, he opened his sleepy eyes, and saw A bohemian boy stood beside the desk.

The boy was wearing the bleached ashes of grandma on his head, chewing gum in his mouth.

There is a black skull earring on the right earlobe, the slender phoenix eyes look a bit like Zhou Qiyuan, a skull necklace of the same style as the earrings is hanging around the neck, and a mobile phone is handed over : "Here, my third uncle asked me to send it."

Qiu Yunlian raised his head, caught sight of the gazes from around him, and reached out to take the phone: "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Zhou Xichun chewed his gum, and gave him a wink: "If you have something to ask me in shift 1, I'll go first."

Qiu Yun watched him leave, and was about to look at his phone when he looked back, when someone poked his elbow suddenly.

He turned his head and looked over, and saw a classmate who was sitting inside at some point asking gossipingly, "Zhao Yanping, what's your relationship with our student council senior?"

"A relationship that everyone in the family knows."

"No wonder." The tablemate suddenly realized, and immediately seemed to have discovered some new gossip, took out his phone and buried himself in typing.

Seeing that he was busy, Qiu Yun also turned on the phone.

The phone is brand new, and the interface is very simple. Just click on the address book, the phone vibrates suddenly, and a message pops up, and the person who sent the message is displayed as 'Uncle'.

——This is my private number, you can call me if you have anything to do, and you can call me if you have nothing to do.

Qiu Yun smiled.

Turned the mute to put away the phone and lay down on the table to continue juggling time.

After one o'clock in the afternoon, many students in the classroom left one after another.

He also packed his schoolbag and walked out of the school.

When he stopped the car to go home, he always felt as if he had forgotten something, until he stood at the door of his house and heard Zhao Yanan's proud voice from the living room: "That's right, I made this myself, can it be delicious? I also left a copy for my brother and Uncle Qi Yuan."

Then he remembered that he forgot to notify Zhou Qiyuan.

He took out his phone from his trouser pocket, and two unread messages were displayed on the screen.

Quickly click on the content——

——Why didn't you reply to Uncle's message?

——Remember to eat at noon, I will pick you up later.

Qiu Yun clicked on the input method and was about to reply when he heard Zhao Yan'an's voice from the living room: "Father, if you have nothing to do this afternoon, can you take me to the Guoan Building?"

"Don't make trouble." It was Father Zhao's voice: "What are you doing when Uncle Qi Yuan is at work?"

"Send snacks to Uncle Qi Yuan." Zhao Yan'an said unhappily, "You used to send me to school on the first day of school no matter how busy you were, but today you didn't."

"That won't work either." Father Zhao's voice could not be refused.

When Qiu Yun heard this, he paused for a moment, put away his mobile phone and lifted his steps, like a transparent person, stepped into the door, and went straight to the stairs——

"Brother is back." The sharp-eyed Zhao Yan'an saw Qiu Yun walking in, and immediately gave up on being coquettish with Zhao's father, and flew over like a butterfly, taking Qiu Yun's arm: "Brother, I made cookies." , you go back to your room to change your clothes, and I'll send them to you later, okay?"

Father Zhao also came over: "Why did you come back so early?"

"I came back when there was no class in school." Qiu Yun said, nodding slightly: "I'm going back to my room first."

"Wait a minute." Father Zhao hesitated for a moment: "How are you getting along with your brother Jiang?"

"Senior Brother Jiang?" Zhao Yan'an cut into the topic: "Is that the brother who came to eat at home last time? Why does he want to get along with brother?"

Father Zhao didn't know how to explain it to his younger son. Looking at his elder son who didn't say a word, he sighed in his heart: "Have you had your lunch yet? I'll ask Aunt Lin to bring it to you?"

Qiu Yun nodded again, pulled back the arm held by Zhao Yan'an and went upstairs.

Back in the room and changed clothes, there was a knock on the door.

He smoothed his messy short hair with his hands, opened the door, and saw Zhao Yanan holding a food box in one hand and a plate of golden-yellow cookies in the other.

"Last time I agreed to make something for you to taste. I made a lot with my aunt today. Brother, try it?" Zhao Yanan raised the plate in his hand with a smile on his face: "Shall I bring it in?"

Qiu Yun frowned imperceptibly, and let him in sideways.

As soon as Zhao Yan'an entered the room, he stared around like a curious baby with round eyes.

But seeing that the interior furnishings are simple, you can see through them at a glance, and the slender eyebrows suddenly furrowed: "Brother, don't you think your place is too monotonous?"

"Get used to it."

"Then how can it be the same?" Zhao Yanan frowned in disapproval: "The bedroom is not like other places, the decoration is uncomfortable, and it affects your sleep quality."

Qiu Yun raised his eyebrows noncommittally.

The decoration of this bedroom was not as bad as Zhao Yanan said, but Zhao Yanan was always spoiled, so naturally he didn't like his simple decoration.

"Come and sit." Qiu Yun took the food box in his hand, and put the plate of snacks on the table.

But the other party came to his side, took his arm again affectionately, pulled him to sit down on the sofa, rolled up a piece of biscuit and brought it to his lips, and said expectantly, "Try it and see how it tastes." Sample."

Looking at his clear eyes, Qiu Yun lowered her eyelashes, opened her mouth and took a bite.

The biscuits are crispy.

It still retains the temperature when it just came out of the oven.

The entrance is crispy and full of milky fragrance.

"Is it delicious?" Zhao Yan'an blinked his watery eyes and asked cautiously, "Do you want to have another bite?"

"The milk smell is a bit heavy for me." Qiu Yun shook his head and refused, watching his bright eyes gradually dim, he added: "But the taste is very good."

Qiu Yun doesn't like dessert very much, and she can't deny that this is a successful dessert.

"Really?" Zhao Yan'an's eyes instantly burst into a bright brilliance, and his whole smiling face was filled with satisfaction after being praised: "Then I will add less milk next time, and make it for you."

Qiu Yun could tell that Zhao Yanan's joy at the moment was real, nodded slightly, and was about to speak when the phone screen on the table suddenly lit up——

Zhao Yanan followed the voice and looked over, seeing the number remarked as 'Uncle' jumping up and down on the screen, his eyelids twitched, and a huge sense of panic suddenly arose in his heart, he couldn't help but press Qiuyun's hand to get the phone , asked anxiously: "Brother, when did you buy the mobile phone?"

The author has something to say:

What type of attack and receive you like is just your personal XP.

The shou of this book is strong shou in every world, Gong, I want to write what I am interested in.

Anyway, this is a quick text, if the babies in this world don't like it, they can choose the world they are interested in to read.