My villain cub is the protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

It is not uncommon to transfer students, so Xian Ling didn't notice anything wrong at the first time.Until when he heard the self-introduction, he vaguely felt that Jian Ming sounded familiar.

Other than that, there is no other idea.

It just so happened that today was Friday, and she would be able to go home after three classes in the afternoon. Lingling stared at the clock hanging in front of the classroom, calculating how long it was.

"Jian Ming, find a seat and sit down by yourself."

When her footsteps stopped on the seat beside her, Xian Ling casually placed a book on the empty table next door, and silently refused, but it was a pity that she didn't seem to understand it.

"Student, may I sit here?"

"No, someone is sitting here, he's just asking for leave."

The teacher who saw this scene on the podium pointed to the vacant seats in the last few rows, and the students sitting there packed up their things and said, "Come here."

Although someone helped to cover it up, Jian Ming still felt a little embarrassed. Adolescent children are usually thin-skinned. At this moment, her ears started to have fever, and even her eyes turned red.

It was only at this time that the teacher realized that what he had arranged was not very proper, he had said it himself, and the new transfer student could choose the vacant position at will.

Xian Ling was in the front row, and he took it for granted that most people would know that the students there were asking for leave. Except for the one next to Xian Ling, the seats next to everyone else were vacant.It's not easy for him to say much in this situation, so he clapped his hands and started the formal class.

For Xian Ling, this is just a small episode, and it's not worth his attention at all.

As the class ended on Friday, most of the students couldn't get in and wanted to go home.

From time to time, Xian Ling raised his head to look at the wall clock on the wall, thinking about what fun things his father would prepare for him today.

When Ling Ling was a child, even when his father came home, he would be very happy to pick a flower for him from the yard, so he developed the habit of leisurely preparing gifts for him.

Whether it's a business trip or the weekly school holidays.

Finally when it was time to leave school, the driver was waiting to pick him up not far away. After getting in the car, Xian Ling picked up his mobile phone and habitually called his father.

"After school?"

"Well, on the way home."

"I'll be back in a while, the dinner is almost over."

After Xianyu hung up the phone, he took a look at his friends, they were all familiar with each other, and he didn't keep him if they were interested.

I still blame the bad time they agreed on. The appointment was on Friday. Who didn't know that during the school holidays, he had to go home to see his son in his spare time.

He has just entered the first year of junior high school, and boarding schools can also be used as day students. It is not too much trouble to have a driver at home to pick him up every day, but Ling Ling chooses to live in the school.

It has been said that it is easy to rebel after puberty, but Xianyu has not seen much change in this child, most of the time he is very obedient.

When children grow up to this stage, they start to have their own opinions from relying on their parents wholeheartedly. The conflict of ideas between parents and children is the root of the conflict.

Xianyu is not like a typical good father, rather than discipline him, he respects and frees him more, and gives Lingling enough freedom and trust.

Occasionally, when Xian Ling deliberately raises the question that he does not want his father to control him too much, other parents may get angry, or may be furious, or reason with their children.

Only his father had such a happy expression on his face.

After arriving home, the old man went out to make a fishing appointment with his group of old friends who hadn't laid down yet, and the servant brought over some cut fruits.

Lingling went upstairs carrying the fruit, took out the homework book sent by the teacher, and put it on the desk.

Xian Ling, who was sitting there doing homework, suddenly stood up and walked to the window when he heard the sound of the car. After confirming that it was his father who came back, he turned around and went downstairs immediately.

When Xianyu got off the car, he held a pink piggy balloon in his hand.

"Balloons bought on the road."

Ling Ling took the floating balloon, thinking that when she was a child, she would often cry because the balloons she bought flew away, and she was inexplicably ashamed.

"Dad, have you forgotten that I am already in junior high school now?"

"Yes, you are in junior high school, next time I will buy you a black piggy."

Walking into the house, Xian Ling went to the kitchen to pour a glass of water for his father, only to realize that he forgot to put the pen in his hand because he was too happy just now.

Even though he is not young anymore, his dependence on his father has not changed.

Xianyu habitually asked about his life in school, and when he heard that there was an extra transfer student in the class, he subconsciously paused while holding the cup.

In the original plot of this world, due to family reasons, Xianyu uses extreme pride to cover up his inner inferiority complex, and only the heroine is willing to break his defense and make friends with him.

Feelings are accumulated in these bits and pieces, until they get out of control in the end.

After changing his own father, Xianyu did not care about him in other places, but he was encouraged to make friends with others since he was a child, and Ling Ling's personality was also cultivated to be lively and cheerful.

"Then what do you think of that transfer student?"

Ling Ling was stunned when he heard this sentence, his father rarely asked him these things, after he came back to his senses, he tried his best to recall the memory about the transfer student.

"I'm not sure, but today she wanted to be my deskmate but I rejected her, she doesn't seem very smart."

He put the book on the table next to his to avoid embarrassment for the new students who just transferred, but she obviously couldn't read it.

"Ling Ling, you should also know what you should do the most right now?"

Xianyu has listened too much to what his friends say about the rebellious period of children, the more parents persuade them, the more they will do the opposite.

Originally, he was still thinking about whether he should talk to Ling Ling about this, but he was afraid that Ling Ling would not be able to see clearly if he didn't talk about it.

This is the only way to make him understand what he means.

"Dad, what do you want to tell me is not to fall in love early? I won't."

Lingling was still a little puzzled when he heard his father mention this, leaning against the back of the sofa, tied the rope around his wrist as he did when he was a child, and after shaking it a few times, he continued under his father's surprised gaze: "I In fact, I don’t quite understand why some students in the class have someone they like so early, I also curiously asked the teacher, and the teacher said it was probably because they had too little homework.”

"I'm still preparing to participate in the violin competition recently. I would rather practice the piano if I have extra time."

In his heart, the adolescent love has not had time to germinate, and he is too lazy to care about it, letting it wither by itself.

Xian Yu was cautious when he mentioned this matter, but Ling Ling's extraordinarily frank attitude made him wonder if he was thinking too much.

For Lingling, the joy of being favored by someone he likes is not as fulfilling as the sense of accomplishment of solving a math problem.

"Is that because I'm thinking too much?"

Xian Yu frowned and asked, Ling Ling nodded seriously.

"Yes, you're thinking too much. Dad, are you approaching menopause?"

"But what did you say the transfer student was called?"

"It seems... is it called Jian Ming?"

Lingling's memory is good, even though she just listened to it casually, she still wrote down the name.

"It's kind of familiar, it's the same name as your friend in kindergarten when you were young."

"Ok?"

Regarding the memories in the kindergarten, Ling Ling is actually not very clear, and now he is a little curious when his father mentions it.

According to his father, he was an out-and-out crybaby when he was a child, the kind who would cry if he didn't see his father for three days, although he himself was not very willing to believe it.

"At that time, she said that neither your grandfather nor I loved you, and you hid your grievances for several days, packed your little schoolbag and said that you were going to run away from home and find someone who loves you."

Ling Ling was taken aback by Xianyu's deliberate joke, and then she came back to her senses and shook her head firmly.

"Impossible, I wouldn't do that."

Even though he was still very young at the time, Xian Ling didn't think he would be that stupid. He told him clearly about the many things that are still kept in his room.

"Hey, it's not easy to lie."

Determined whether it was true or not, Lingling felt helpless when staring at her father, knowing that his father was lying!He can't be like that.

The father mentioned this matter, and Ling Ling, who was originally indifferent to the transfer student, somehow became more resistant.

"Dad, I'm already a mature junior high school student."

In the end, I emphasized to my father that he was no longer the kid who could be made to cry with just a few words from his father. It was like admitting in disguise that if he was still young, he would indeed be made to cry.

"I still have something to do, so I'm going to the study first."

"it is good."

When the servant brought a cup of tea to the husband and put it on his desk according to the leisurely habit, he just finished finishing a document, picked up the tea cup and walked to the window.

In the backyard, a mature junior high school student could be seen tying the balloon that was originally tied to his wrist to his fat body.

The fat cat basking in the sun was a little annoyed by him, and tried to push him away with his paws, but Ling Ling rua'd his stomach.

Fatty was so angry that he screamed, but he sat on the steps and laughed happily.

The light of the setting sun fell on his side face, and he was still wearing a school uniform. He hugged Pangpang, who was still sealed by the balloon after struggling twice, into his arms, and pinched its flesh pads.

After the weekend time passed, Xian Ling saw a lot of snacks in the bag he was going to take away without any accidents, thinking with his toes that he knew it was Dad who did it again.

Pangpang, who has been tossed for two days, now sees that he is about to leave, and to celebrate, he also brought his own cat strips and put them on top of the snacks.

Pang Pang, who wanted to run away after leaving the cat strip, was caught by Xian Ling.

When I caught it, I stuffed it into my schoolbag, and the terrified little cat tried to struggle with all four paws and started meowing.

"Hey, no one will come to save you even if you yell that your throat is broken!"

Xianling's current posture looks like a bully who wants to rob Minmao, but in the next second, the door is pushed open from the outside.