[Transmigration Book] His white moonlight became an assist

It has been more than a month since Cheng Yourang entered the world in the book.

Because the original owner hadn't graduated yet, Cheng Yourang suddenly became a member of the army preparing for the final exam.

In reality, he had been away from school for many years, and now it was really a headache to face the final exam alone.

Fortunately, there were not many subjects to be tested in his senior year, and the company also granted leave, which gave him enough time to concentrate on preparing for the test.

And Qiao Shumu pretended to be disabled, but he couldn't escape his brother's beating. He was discharged from the hospital without any nostalgia, and returned to work completely.

As for Qi Chi, I don't know what he's busy with, and I haven't seen him for a while.

Cheng Yourang was still reading at home, when Qiao Shumu suddenly called and asked him to go out to play.

"Brother, my review week is over, can you find someone else to do it?"

He refused without hesitation. He still has someone who is a top student. Even if he doesn't get the first place in the exam this year, at least he can't fail the exam, right?

Qiao Shumu was still persuading him over there, which made him even more irritable.

"Do you know why many students are inefficient in reviewing? It's because they have saboteurs like you around them."

Qiao Shumu was speechless about this kind of academicism, so he hung up the phone cursingly.

Cheng Yourang was finally clean, turned off the phone and continued to review the key points drawn by the teacher.

Half an hour later, Cheng Yourang heard someone knocking on the door in the room, and he hurried to the door.

Grandma walked over slowly and opened the door, and saw two tall and young men standing in front of the door.

Cheng Yourang also saw it, and immediately slammed the door, shutting himself in the room.

After a while, the door was knocked, and Qiao Shumu's voice came from behind the door: "Young, come out, grandma said let us take you to relax."

The knocking and nagging kept going, Cheng Yourang couldn't bear it anymore, walked over and opened the door.He looked over Qiao Shumu and saw Qi Chi sitting on the sofa and chatting with grandma. He didn't know what he said, grandma smiled happily.

Qiao Shumu looked at him: "Let's go, the ski resort is not far from here, now go back at night."

Cheng Yourang was unhappy: "I want to study."

Because grandma was present, Cheng Yourang saw that Qiao Shumu changed the "what are you studying" that he was about to blurt out to: "Study is good, but you should relax properly. Don't be bored at home every day, but go out to get some air."

Cheng Yourang listened to his nonsense with a blank face.

Grandma came over and said, "Little Qiao is right. Don't be bored at home all day, your mind should be tired from reading. Now is the best time for skiing. Go out and have fun together."

Both of these two great Buddhas came, and Cheng Yourang knew that he could not escape, so he had no choice but to surrender.

Grandma sent them out, and said goodbye to Qi Chi enthusiastically: "Good boy, don't buy so many things next time. There is nothing to entertain you. Next time you come, let me know in advance and have a meal at home."

Qi Chi smiled and thanked.Cheng Yourang took a look at the coffee table, and sure enough, he saw several gift bags with high-end packaging on it, probably some expensive nutritional products.

The old man can't see whether it is expensive or not, but just thank the junior for his kindness.

Cheng Yourang felt that Qi Chi's family had a big business, and buying these things was nothing more than being too lazy to obstruct him.

Along the way, he was recalling the plot he had written, because too many places had changed, and he didn't quite remember that there would be such a skiing.

Qi Chi asked him suddenly: "Is the cake delicious?"

"What?" Cheng You didn't react for a while.

Seeing that he didn't remember, Qi Chi didn't want to ask anymore, and said coldly: "It's nothing."

Cheng Yourang frowned and thought, and remembered that he was asking about the cake he bought on the way back from seeing Qiao Shumu after going to the hospital that day.When he parked the car on the side of the road, he misunderstood.

"Delicious, very tasty."

After receiving his slow answer, Qi Chi smiled: "Have you tasted it too?"

Only then did he remember that he said that the cake was bought by a grandma. Cheng Yourang: "..."

"Grandma loves to keep healthy. If she doesn't eat sweets, she gives them to me."

Qi Chi nodded, his eyes were much more playful than trusting.

Cheng Yourang glared at him, and suddenly noticed that he was sitting with him in the back row, and Qiao Shumu was driving.

After thinking all the way, he finally remembered.

According to what he originally wrote, he was also preparing for the final exam at this time, and he didn't have much contact with Qi Chi.Occasionally, I went to find him but found him lying at home with a low fever.When I asked him, he also said that he was out with friends.

He recalled carefully, when he saw Qi Chi before, he didn't wear as much clothes as today.Although it can be said that he paid attention to keeping warm because he was going to ski, but now he felt that even his voice was muffled, revealing a trace of abnormality.

He believed in most of the settings and plots.Even though so many things have changed, last time Qiao Shumu still sprained his foot as he wrote.

Maybe he can deliberately avoid the things that will happen to him, but the original people in this world have no way to avoid them.

Cheng You let his mind run fast, thinking about how to make good use of this rare opportunity of Qi Chi's illness.

After arriving at the destination, the three quickly changed their equipment and came to the venue.

Cheng Yourang has never had this kind of experience before. After putting on the skis, he dare not even take a step. He is full of envy for those who can slide freely.

Qiao Shumu is actually a half-baked guy, and his level is limited to being able to take a few steps forward.

"Qi Chi can play, let him teach you."

Qiao Shumu didn't admit that he was good, and deliberately wanted to embarrass Cheng Yourang in front of Cheng Yourang, and even allocated Qi Chi, the only one who was proficient in this way, to Cheng Yourang.

When Qi Chi came towards him, Cheng Yourang stood still in embarrassment.

"Try if you can take two steps."

After hearing his words, Cheng Yourang took a small step forward with difficulty, and after finding that there was nothing wrong, the other leg followed slowly.

"Puff"

At the end of December, Cheng Yourang knelt down on both knees and bowed to Qi Chi for his early years.

Qi Chi didn't hold back, and laughed out loud, covering his mouth with his hand.

After laughing, he stepped forward to help him up again.Then he pressed his shoulders down with his hands, pulled his ski poles in the hollow of his knees, and adjusted his standing posture simply and rudely.

After telling him some skating essentials, Qi Chi raised his chin: "Try."

Cheng Yourang, who had just mastered the theoretical knowledge, didn't dare to refute, so he could only bite the bullet and swing the ski pole forward, push his arms back hard, and jumped forward with his legs.

Qi Chi frowned, and sure enough, he saw him fall on his face again.

"Did I tell you to jump over?" Qi Chi pulled him up, a little harshly, "Learn how to wrestle first."

Cheng Yourang was very surprised: "You also need to learn wrestling?"

Qi Chi rolled his eyes at him: "It's to keep you from falling so badly."

After practicing for most of the afternoon, Cheng Yourang was finally able to move forward a few steps and fell correctly.

After Qiao Shumu checked the results of his labor, he laughed very bluntly.

The ski resort has complete supporting facilities and a high-end restaurant.Qiao Shumu said that he was hungry, and proposed to go back after eating.

The two had no objection, and the three had dinner together.

Just after a meal, the weather changed drastically, and suddenly it rained heavily.

Qiao Shumu looked at the trees swaying left and right outside the window, and said worriedly: "It's raining too much now, let's go back later when it rains less."

The two agreed again.

"Qi Chi, what's wrong with you? Are you cold?" Noticing that Qi Chi's expression was a little off, Qiao Shumu asked him.

Qi Chi propped his forehead with his hands, and locked his eyes on Cheng Yourang resentfully: "He must have stuffed a pile of snow into my clothes."

Cheng Yourang hastily defended: "It's him who keeps making me fall."

Qi Chi: "Are you going to blame the coach instead of learning it yourself?"

"Is there a coach like you who is always sarcastic?"

"Are there any students like you who take revenge on the coach without looking for their own reasons?"

Qiao Shumu had insight into everything: "I saw you two rolling in the snowdrift just now, and I thought you were doing something shameful, didn't you?"

"..."

Cheng Yourang glanced at Qi Chi's face quietly, and felt that it was indeed much rosier than when he came.

Looks like sick.