[Quick Transmigration] Textbook Edition Counterattack Manual

Luo Baibai was slightly taken aback.

He couldn't help asking: "Don't you feel sick?"

Just like his former high school classmates, since they knew he was gay, they would deliberately keep a distance from him, and some even called him disgusting behind his back.

To be honest, the young Luo Baibai was once forced to become depressed by them.

But now...Luo Baibai's heart skipped a beat, his heart was so agitated that it almost jumped out of his throat, and he couldn't stop no matter what.

He even felt his palms sweating, nervous, afraid, and also a little... looking forward.

He looks forward to being recognized.

So when he heard Huai'an say "what does it matter", Luo Baibai's heart seemed to be hit, and some emotion flowed in the heart, continuously flowing into the meridians of the whole body along the veins.

Luo Baibai's eyes suddenly turned red.

He pursed his lips and whispered, "Thank you."

Huai An looked sideways at him.

This was the first time Mozun noticed the weak expression of this soul, showing reddish eye circles, and the downcast eyes were as quiet as a golden retriever dog, pitiful and well-behaved, which inexplicably gave him a strange sense of satisfaction.

The man who was so domineering in the last world suddenly turned into a well-behaved and pitiful cutie one day. This contrast made Huai'an happy.

He moved the stool, approached Luo Baibai, raised his chin with the ballpoint pen in his hand, squinted his eyes and said, "Luo Baibai, you don't think... I really don't hate homosexuals, do you?"

Luo Baibai opened his mouth, pushed aside his pen, and said righteously: "You don't need to explain, I know everything!"

Huaian: "???"

"Knife mouth bean/rot heart~ I understand."

"...Luo, Bai, Bai!" The young man gritted his teeth and glared at him with a dark face, "Do you believe that I tore up that photo of you?"

"Don't, I'm still counting on finding someone for that photo! Senior Lin, just help me~"

"……roll."

Luo Baibai smiled very happily.

One is that I have made a true friend, and the other is that I may find my own Xiaoshou immediately.

Although Huai'an was angry with him at the moment, after getting along with him for this period of time, he also knew that Huai'an was a person who kept his promise. He said he would find someone for him, and he would definitely find someone.

Thinking of this, the smile on the corner of Luo Baibai's mouth became deeper and deeper.

Unaware that Luo Baibai was so thick-skinned that Huai'an, who directly called himself his family's little shou, curled his lips, and moved one meter away from Luo Baibai neatly.

The music fair was organized by the music department of the school, and only students from the music department could participate, so Luo Baibai did not participate in the music fair.

This time, not only students participated in the music exhibition, but also some well-known professors in the music industry, so when Huaian participated, he deliberately showed the original owner's musical talent.

With the favor of those old professors in the music industry, Huai'an soon received invitations from some music producers.

This was something the original owner had never thought about. After all, before that, the original owner's family needed him to inherit, so he gave up participating in the exhibition at that time.

After participating in the music exhibition, Huai'an took the time to hand in dry sounds, picked up a few new scripts, went back to the old Lin family house, and took over some family businesses.

The Lin family's parents, who were originally critical of Huai'an's becoming a singer, fell silent in an instant.

As long as Huai'an takes over the family affairs and inherits the family business, everything will be fine.

Therefore, during this period of time, Huai'an has to integrate corporate work, record CV dry sounds, and participate in music production.

Luo Baibai was extremely tired.

If he had known whether Huai'an would come to school after the music exhibition, he would have to find a way to get the 101 number of Huai'an's telephone system.

But now no matter how anxious he was waiting, Huai'an still did things in a leisurely manner. He didn't say "oh" until he heard the favorability level reminded by the system, and returned to school belatedly.

..

As soon as he came back, Luo Baibai couldn't wait to stick to him: "Senior Lin!!! All the flowers I've been waiting for are gone! How? How? Did you find it?"

Huai'an pushed his head away in disgust: "Get lost."

"As for the photo you gave, it doesn't even have half a face. If you can find it, there will be ghosts."

Luo Baibai: "..."

He was slightly lost in his heart.

Huai'an can clearly see that people like Luo Baibai, whatever they think in their minds, will show whatever emotions they have on their faces. It doesn't matter if you say he is simple or stupid, but in fact it is the most difficult experience for Mozun to experience these worlds. One of the strategies.

Luo Baibai clearly has a crush on him, but...he has a low EQ.

Huaian sighed, stretched out his hand and patted Luo Baibai's head: "Don't worry, you will find it one day."

It's as if the person in the photo is not him.

Luo Baibai nodded.

In fact, he himself knew very well that he couldn't find the other party based on a photo showing only his chin and lips, but he just wanted to make himself feel at ease.

Thinking of the rumors he had heard somewhere before, Luo Baibai unconsciously glanced at Huai'an.

Huai'an's handsome face is like an ink landscape, with deep eyebrows and eyes, a straight nose bridge, and pink lips like delicate petals. At first glance, you will be so surprised by his face that you can't get away.

Perhaps after looking at his face for a long time, Luo Baibai felt strangely that Huai'an's jaw curve and lip shape were somewhat similar to the lip shape in the photo.

He stared blankly at Huai'an, unconsciously staring blankly.

The corner of Huai'an's lips twitched slightly.

Luo Baibai: "...it really looks like it."

He saw the curvature of Huai'an's smile, and the agitation in his heart kept beating like a drum, as if some voice was saying, it was him, it was him.

But this feeling came out of nowhere, and he couldn't help asking Huai'an: "Senior Lin, if I remember correctly, you should be a student of the music department, right?"

"Well, what?"

"Then you..." Luo Baibai gritted his teeth and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. He sighed and didn't speak any more. He just said "it's nothing, don't care about it" in embarrassment. With Huaian's disgusted expression, he silently Huai'an was taken back and the photo was returned.

He lowered his head to look at the photo, and then raised his eyes to Huai'an, always feeling more and more like him.

But in the bottom of my heart, I still don't believe that a high-cold man with bright eyes and bright teeth like Huai'an is the boy playing CV on the Internet.

Luo Baibai could only temporarily hide his doubts in his heart.

But he didn't know that by doing this, he just let the seed of doubt in his heart take root and germinate, and turned into a towering tree. When Huai'an's identity was revealed one day, the big tree collapsed and pushed to the city wall surrounding his heart.

Huaian turned a blind eye to this.

After going to school, he seldom haunted the school, and Luo Baibai didn't have Huaian's contact information, so he could only passively wait in the classroom.

For some reason, Luo Baibai felt that his temper was a little irritable during the time he was not here in Huai'an.

Probably... because the weather is too hot, right?

He couldn't figure it out, so he could only temporarily attribute the cause of his bad temper to the change of weather.

After making an excuse for himself, Luo Baibai breathed a sigh of relief, returned to his rented room, and silently opened the peeping window.

He found that since Zixian participated in the music exhibition, time has become more and more rushed. Luo Baibai has hacked into the other party's computer many times to peep. Naturally, he can find that the other party seldom comes home. Sometimes when he comes back, the clothes on his body are also heavy The suit looks solemn and serious.

Luo Baibai sat in front of the computer irritably, silently lighting a cigarette and smoking it.

The smoke curled up, and the choking breath surrounded his nostrils. He exhaled two clouds of smoke, extinguished the cigarette in his hand, and threw it into the ashtray.

He looked at the computer screen, and it seemed that there was light suddenly on the opposite side of the black screen, and soon the thin body of the man opposite appeared.

Luo Baibai unconsciously stretched out his hand to touch the screen.

He has lost weight.

The young man on the opposite side took off his suit jacket and only wore a thin shirt. His thin collarbone and delicate chin curve were vaguely visible.

Probably the man opposite was a little tired. He didn't seem to be playing with the computer, but instead sat on a chair with his back resting.

Luo Baibai pursed his lips, watched silently, and the irritability in his heart surged like a tide again.

He felt like a pervert.

He has been staring at the other party for more than a month. If it wasn't for his remaining rationality, he might have already hacked into the other party's phone and directly obtained the other party's address.

Luo Baibai was not only a little discouraged when he thought that not long ago he sneaked to the neighborhood where he lived in Huai'an.

At that time, Luo Baibai really wanted to just meet him, but when he arrived at the community where the other party lived, he realized how far he was from the other party.

The residential area in Huai'an is very expensive. It is a luxurious area in the whole city where every inch of land is expensive. The people living there are either rich or expensive, and most of them are from the city's wealthy families.

Even if Luo Baibai has no idea about wealthy families, he also knows that he can't afford to buy a house in that area all his life.

Luo Baibai was a little discouraged, and went back to the dormitory without staying long, and took a few cigarettes from his roommate.

It was during that time that he learned to smoke.

Tobacco and alcohol are good things, they can temporarily relieve his irritability, and also take away the depression in his heart.

Luo Baibai closed his eyes, and the young man's breathing seemed to come from the opposite computer, provoking his reason again and again.

He knew it was impossible, but he was still unwilling.

With such reluctance, he silently collected news about Huai'an.

But... people are also tired.

Luo Baibai lit another cigarette.

He knew very well that Zixian was rich. Many times, he could see the styles of clothes Huaian was wearing, sometimes thousands of pieces, sometimes tens of thousands of pieces, which were not what Luo Baibai, who was from a poor family, could give.

One of the reasons why Luo Baibai was frustrated was because he was poor.

He didn't have the confidence to go after Huai'an.

He's tired and self-aware, so he wants to give up.

With a cigarette in his mouth, Luo Baibai closed his eyes tiredly, rationally telling himself that he should give up, but he felt a little unwilling psychologically.

He was extremely entangled, giving up at one time, not giving up at another time, struggling in his heart like someone picking petals of a flower, one piece by two, while picking up the petals, while breaking thoughts.

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly heard a loud noise from the opposite side.

Luo Baibai opened his eyes in shock, and suddenly looked at the young man opposite him.

Suddenly the young man fell off the chair, he looked very painful, he got up on the stool, his back was facing Luo Baibai, only his waist and buttocks wrapped in clothes were exposed.

The young man's upturned buttocks were facing the camera, and his slender fingertips supported the waistline, rubbing it again and again, as if he had hit it, and after a while, he lifted his shirt again.

Behind him, a large bruise trace appeared within Luo Baibai's line of sight.

Luo Baibai felt a slight pain in his heart.

It was distressing, densely packed like ants gnawed, and he couldn't help but want to replace it with his own body.

With his back to the computer, Huai An leaned against the chair in a standard waist-supporting posture, and took a breath of impatience.

Although it was intentional this time, the pain was really painful.

Mozun was a little annoyed, if Luo Baibai hadn't discovered his identity after stepping on the horse, he would definitely give up on him!

In order for Luo Baibai to find out his identity, he specially made a large black and purple mark on his body, just to wait for tomorrow!

Thinking of this, Huaian suppressed the unbearable pain, groaned softly, supported his waist, and pulled up his shirt a little more.

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Huai'an: I sacrificed so much... Hiss - back pain, pain, pain...

Luo Baibai: QAQ loves my wife~