The spicy chicken male protagonist finally started on me [Transmigration Book]

After the morning self-study, everyone changed their seats.

It rained early on Monday morning, and the chill that had been dormant since autumn finally broke out.

Ling Chuji got up at six in the morning and didn't have time to check the weather forecast. As soon as he opened the window in his pajamas, he was shivering from the oncoming cold, and hurriedly closed the window again.

"Oh my god, it's too cold, too cold."

Ling Chuji hugged his arms tightly, and after changing his clothes, he opened the door and went out to wash while shaking.

Ling Xi didn't know when she woke up, and she was making sandwiches in the kitchen.After hearing the voice, he poked his head out of the kitchen to look Ling Chuji up and down, and asked suspiciously, "Are you wearing long johns?"

Ling Chuji had just woken up not long ago, and his consciousness was not very clear, so he subconsciously shook his head.

Seeing this, Ling Xi twitched her brows, followed by a thick and thin voice: "It's only eight degrees today! Hurry up and put on long johns for me, do you hear me?"

Ling Chuji only recovered from the chills one second, and trembled again from Ling Xi's voice the next second.

Up to now, Ling Chuji hasn't seen his father since he came in through the book, but after getting along with Ling Xi these two days, he feels that the so-called father's love is probably like this.

Under Ling Xi's watchful eyes, Ling Chuji had no choice but to go back to the room to add a pair of long johns.When he came out again, Ling Xi had already packed the sandwiches he had made, and also warmed up a box of pure milk for Ling Chuji by the way.

When handing the milk to Ling Chuji, Ling Xi stretched out his hand to show the height difference between the former and himself, and couldn't help frowning: "Why haven't you grown taller yet?"

Ling Chuji glanced at Ling Xi resentfully: "..." Do you want to be so heartbroken in the early morning?

However, in the next second, Ling Xi had no conscience at all and made another cut: "When I was your age, I was at least eight centimeters taller than you are now."

Ling Chuji: "..."

Ling Chuji: "Then you are really awesome."

How could it be possible that Ling Xi couldn't hear the perfunctory in Ling Chuji's tone, and after laughing and cursing, he urged Ling Chuji to change his shoes: "Hurry up, the ink will not catch up with the morning self-study."

Lucheng No. [-] Middle School has strict management, and early self-study starts at [-]:[-].

After the two left the community, the genius was just dim.

Ling Chuji was so sleepy that he was still scolding his father in his heart: In the real world, he finally survived the dark three years of high school. Who would have thought that once he passed through a book and went back to before liberation, how could he be so hateful?

Ling Xi keenly caught the expression of his younger brother's gnashing of teeth, and raised his eyebrows: "What is your expression?"

Ling Chuji: "I want to sleep."

"I still think I'm going to sleep." Ling Xi said angrily, "I don't even have class this morning, so I have to send you to class."

Ling Chuji looked at Ling Xi, and seriously suggested: "Otherwise, you can ask me for leave, and while sleepiness is still there, can we catch up on sleep now when we go home?"

"It's a beautiful idea." Ling Xi ruthlessly pushed Ling Chuji into the co-pilot.

Ling Chuji's face was full of lovelessness.

Now I regret it, I regret that I shouldn't have watched anime until one o'clock in the morning last night.

The community is very close to the school, 10 minutes by car.

After Ling Xi parked the car at the gate of Lucheng No. [-] Middle School, when Ling Chuji unbuckled his seat belt, he moved his lips, wanting to say something, as if hesitant to speak.

"Why?" Ling Chuji glanced at him: "Don't say you want to tell me, you are still sleepy now, can you make up for it when you go back?"

Ling Xi was amused by these words: "No."

Ling Chuji gnawed on the sandwich expressionlessly, waiting for him to continue.

"That's right..." The smile on Ling Xi's face gradually dissipated, and when he spoke again, his tone was even a little cautious: "Mom and Dad have a project to discuss in the next city this time, and they were supposed to come back."

After speaking, he looked at the expression on Ling Chuji's face without blinking.

Ling Chuji knew what Ling Xi meant in his heart, but he really didn't feel much about it, so he took another bite of the sandwich and nodded.

Seeing this, Ling Xi quickly added another sentence: "My parents said they brought you a gift."

Ling Chuji: "Oh."

In the cramped compartment, the atmosphere froze for a moment.

After a while, Ling Xi said again: "In fact, they still miss you very much."

Ling Chuji was stunned for a moment.

Ling Xi: "Really."

"Don't worry, I'm not so narrow-minded. My parents' work is important." Ling Chuji quickly smiled and patted Ling Xi's shoulder, saying, "Do I seem so ignorant?"

After a pause, he lowered his eyelids, and added in a low voice: "Tell them, I miss them too."

In two days, Ling Chuji actually gradually got used to the existence of Ling Xi, his elder brother.

There is no repulsion and discomfort as imagined, and it even seems to feel pretty good.

This was something he had never experienced before.

Before that, he had no idea about his family.

But today, hearing what Ling Xi said, for a moment, there seemed to be a little more expectation in his heart that he didn't realize.

"Yeah." Ling Xi stroked Ling Chuji's hair: "Is pocket money enough?"

Ling Chuji smiled and said, "Of course I will never have too much pocket money."

"I'll transfer the money to you via WeChat soon." Ling Xi said, "Go, remember to listen carefully in class."

Ling Chuji made an "OK" gesture.

Ling Xi: "Then brother will go home and catch up on sleep."

Ling Chuji: "..."

Goodbye.

Ling Chuji entered the class by stepping on the bell.

The students were almost all here. As soon as Ling Chuji sat down and put away his schoolbags, he subconsciously glanced in Xiao Bandit's direction.

People haven't come yet.

Ling Chuji touched his chin.

Something is wrong, according to the normal situation, Bandit Xiao should come early every day.

While he was thinking, an extremely weak sigh suddenly came from his side.

Ling Chuji couldn't help but glanced down at Chen Nuo who was lying on the table, and said, "What's the matter, I just sighed so early in the morning."

"The results of the mid-term exam will be out today." Chen Nuo seemed paralyzed at the moment, and said angrily, "My dad said that if you don't get into the top [-] in this exam, What should I do if I have to break my leg when I go home?"

Hearing this, Ling Chuji reached out and poked Chen Nuo's cheek with some baby fat, and said very sympathetically, "Then wait for your leg to be broken, and I will visit you in the hospital."

When learning about the past results, Ling Chuji also learned about the results of his little deskmate, which was even worse than him, hovering around the 25th place all year round.

are talking.Bandit Xiao came in from the outside carrying his schoolbag.

Ling Chuji's gaze immediately followed him, but he didn't know if it was an illusion, he always felt that Xiao Bandit was in a particularly bad state today, and there seemed to be a little gloom mixed between his brows that had no emotion in the past.It's cold, and there's a bit of an aura that should not be entered from top to bottom.

Ling Chuji frowned.

what happened?

Ling Chuji only wrote a rough outline of this book at the time, and many plot settings can only be refined when the main text is written.So at this meeting, he only knew that something happened to Xiao Bandit, but he didn't know what happened to him.

So Ling Chuji was really scratching his head at this meeting, wishing he could rush up to ask Bandit Xiao what was going on, really——he felt the pain of being a reader very intuitively.

If he had known that he would be able to wear a book one day, no matter how lazy he was, he would still write the text of the first [-] words.At least in this way, the context of the whole article is a little clearer, and he can also know which point is better to start from.

About 5 minutes later, Wang Qiao walked into the classroom with a folder.

There was a quiet conversation in the class before, but suddenly there was no sound.

Wang Qiao glanced down with a half-smile, and tapped lightly on the podium with a file folder: "I'm quite self-conscious today, don't make trouble."

Liu Jun, the sports committee member sitting behind Ling Chuji, was very courageous, and muttered in a low voice: "The main thing is not to announce the results today, so I don't dare to make trouble."

"Yes, that's right." Wang Qiao agreed, glanced at Liu Jun with a smile, and said calmly: "After the results are announced, I will take the initiative to come to my office to apologize, you know?"

"Uh..." Liu Jun covered his heart: "No."

The whole class immediately laughed.

"Okay, stop laughing." Wang Qiao put away the smile on her face here, she looked down with her hands on the podium, and said, "Tell me. Our class's grades in this mid-term exam are very bad." Ideal, just reached the average score. There are several students whose grades have dropped a lot. I won’t name the specific ones. I will go and see for myself after the school list is posted.”

It is probably the unique skill of all class teachers in the world. When Wang Qiao is not smiling, she is not angry at all.

For a while, the whole class could hear the needle drop.

Wang Qiao: "You are already in the second year of high school, and the college entrance examination will be in one year, so you plan to take this state and prepare for the college entrance examination?"

"Now you know more about the truth than I do, and you all know exactly how to do it."

"I won't say anything else, think about it for yourself." At this point, Wang Qiao stood up straight, and continued: "One more thing."

The whole class was downcast, but Ling Chuji sat up slightly after hearing this, and looked at Wang Qiao expectantly.

Sure enough, in the next second, Ling Chuji saw Wang Qiao take out a form from the folder, and said, "About the change of position, it has changed a little from the past."

Wang Qiaodao: "In the past, seat selection was based on performance, but this time we will not implement it according to this."

As he said that, Wang Qiao put the form in his hand on the podium, and continued: "After a while, the study committee will post this seat chart, and everyone will change seats according to the seat chart. It's raining today, so there's no need to do morning exercises. After the self-study is over, everyone changes seats."