Excuse me, I'm a heartthrob [Quick Transmigration]

In grammar class, the teacher took the poems of the students and read them aloud.

"This little poem, titled 'I'm Very Bored Today', by Monty."

Monty, who was fighting with the students in the back seat under the podium, was called by name and sat back immediately.

The grammar teacher read aloud in standard Poseidon language on the podium, "I feel very bored today,"

Monty's eyes widened. The unfamiliar words were not written by him.

"I miss you. I think of when night falls," Teacher Wenfa's tone lingered in the classroom on a quiet spring afternoon.It seems that the branches have reached into the lake in people's hearts, "walking with you under the starlight. I think of the time when the light shines on the leaves,"

Monty was a little stunned under his seat, thinking who wrote the wrong name or Teacher Wenfa messed up the manuscript.

A female teacher from Kokula is chanting: "Walking in the shadow of the whirling lights, I think of the time when I was speechless,"

Monty sat on the chair quietly and well-behaved rarely, because people around him, even the whole class, were all looking at him in surprise or dissatisfaction.

The female teacher's voice was melodious: "With you. You are my comrade in arms,"

Monty had never experienced such a flushed face before, and blamed others for their anxious eyes.Hearing this sentence, Monty suddenly flashed the shadow of Netherland's face.This is a poem written by Ye Mi, it is a homework poem written by Ye Mi with the title of "Missing".

"That's why I miss you. When I crossed everything that has fallen," the female teacher walked by each student, holding the manuscript, and slowly read out the most beautiful words in the world composed of each character, "Towards When eternity is at war,"

Monty listened silently, listening carefully, instead of blushing his ears and face.

"You are my flag."

silence.

After a few seconds, the scattered applause finally turned into thunderous, prolonged applause resounding in every corner of the classroom.

Monty stood up blankly. He seemed to be immersed in the last two lines of the poem, "When I step over everything that has fallen and fight for eternity, you are my flag." The grammar teacher put the manuscript in his hand. handed over to him. "Very well written, Monty. Didn't realize you had a poet side. Surprising."

Monty took back the manuscript and saw the neat and beautiful handwriting on the white and smooth paper in his hand.

The full poem is as follows:

"Today I feel very bored

我 想 念 你

I remember when night falls

Walk with you on the starlight

I remember when the lights shone on the leaves

Walking in the shadow of the whirling lights

I remember the time when I was speechless

to be with you

you are my comrade

so i miss you

when i step over everything that sinks

When fighting against eternity

You are my military flag" (Author: Wang Xiaobo)

After Monty finished reading the poem, Poseidon, who was not yet fluent, slid out, and spoke slowly, with ups and downs.The image of Nedland holding up the pen for him under the lamp and writing each word on the snow-white manuscript came to mind.The white face, in the silhouette of the lamp, has a sad and beautiful silhouette of a poet.

Monty read this poem no less than fifty times, uttering each word in Poseidon's voice, and the emotions settled in his chest seemed to be accumulated in thin layers. At this time, outside the window, the branches of the cedar in spring were taking out new colors.

After school, Monty saw a familiar car and ran over without Paley or others holding him. His short body opened the car door and saw Ned Land who was waiting for him.Nedland wore a thin solid-color woolen cardigan, looking like a very young man, with his shirt unbuttoned inside, and his black hair hanging slightly behind his ears.

Monty climbed on top of him, "I have some news for you, Ye Mi."

Netherland's black eyes lowered slightly to reflect him. "what news?"

Monty crawled on top of him intentionally, raised his waist, and put his hands on Nedland's ear, and Nedland got close to Monty, but Monty hugged his neck and kissed him on the mouth. A big mouthful, and a lot of saliva.

Garcia let go, kissed his neck again, and put his face in his ear, and whispered to him with great joy: "Your poem was praised by the teacher."

Nedland hugged Garcia down, his expression was not as relaxed as before, before Garcia understood what was going on, he saw Nedland raised his hand unnaturally, as if wiping his lips. "Monty, you can't kiss a man on the mouth again."

Monty watched him with gray eyes. "I don't want to, I want to kiss."

He also wanted to come forward to kiss Nedland's mouth, and Nedland hugged him so that he couldn't get close to him. "You're grown. You can only kiss girls."

"I don't like girls." Teenager from Monty "comes out".

"Then I can't kiss you either." The straight man from the Netherlands said.

Monty pawed at him, "No, Ye Mi can't refuse me."

Nedland seemed to be entangled by a big clumsy brown bear, "Kiss someone else if you want to kiss. Monty." Monty is 11 years old, it is time to teach him to distinguish gender and what is suitable and what not to do matter.

Monty was upset all of a sudden, and pouted, "Ye Mi doesn't love me anymore."

Ned Land raised his hand to rub Monty's little gray head.

Monty refused to let him touch it, and snorted twice, "Big villain, big villain." An angry man sat on the side, far away from the Netherlands.

Nedland was happy and quiet, and within a few minutes, the big brown bear crawled back and lay on Nedland's lap, "Ye Mi, do you not love me?"

Ye Mi was teased by him, and smiled slowly, "I don't love who do you love?"

"Why don't you let me kiss you." Monty was very wronged, 26 grievances had been written on his face, almost all over his face.But this doesn't affect when he looks at beautiful men.When Ned Land smiled, his red lips rose slightly, and that indifferent face was very pretty.

"You're a man. Men only kiss women," Ned Land told him.

Monty, who was sitting on his lap, pulled his sleeve, "Why did you kiss me before? Aren't you a man too?"

"..." Netherland said slowly, "I only kiss children."

"I'm a kid now." Monty, who had grown a little, clutched his clothes tightly.Adding, "I'll always be a kid."

"...Okay, okay." Nedland choked for a moment, unable to argue with him, and surrendered.Repeat his arrogant words: "You will always be a child."

Monty snorted proudly and with purpose.Grab Netherland's hand and clasp the fingers together. "You can only kiss me, Ye Mi, do you know?"

All Ye Mi's "weakness" and "indulgence" were given to this brat.

"Will you still write poems for me?" Monty asked Netherlands when he returned.

Netherland sat at his desk, flipping through the Poems of Borges, pretending not to hear.It looks like the homework is done by itself.

Monty leaned over, knelt on the chair, held Nedland with his hands, looked at his black eyes that were drooping from reading, and asked him to hear himself speak: "Will you still write me poems, can you?" You can’t just write another one for me, it’s completely for me.”

Netherlands raised his eyes and asked what he meant, "What do you want?"

Monty was on his shoulder, with a soft voice, "I just want you to write another one. Write one for me."

The Netherlands then casually picked up a manuscript and wrote a series of sentences fluently.

Monty didn't expect the Netherlands to be so happy, and he was already writing.Filled with uncontrollable joy, he turned his head to see the posture in which he was holding the pen. His slender fingers were pale and delicate against the shiny black pen.The fluent Poseidon script is like a string of small crabapple leaves blooming on the paper, the handwriting is round and full.Monty watched the sentence flow happily from Netherland's pen.

"How many people love your charming and charming time

The beauty of loving you comes from falsehood or sincerity

There is only one who loves the sincerity of your soul

I love your aging and weathered face" (Author: Yeats, Fu Hao)

Dozing off by the fire, with pale temples, seems to be a scene of many years in the future.He couldn't see that the little boy in front of him was old. When he grew up, he would grow old and lose his appearance.

The four-line poem in black and white was reflected in Monty's eyes, and he actually remembered it in his heart for a moment and recited it all.

……

During the period, Monty had a few fevers, and his height suddenly increased a lot.When he had a fever, the Netherlands still sent him to school.Even with a tutor, Monty's grades in various subjects, such as language, grammar, calculation, and science, are far behind other students.Not on the same level at all.

While Monty hunched over his desk doing his homework, Netherland sat next to him.

Garcia was tormented by a fever and was listless. There were still several pages of homework questions. Holding a pen, he was still calculating on the scratch paper in his heart, but the answer couldn't come out no matter what.

Netherlands pointed to a mental arithmetic problem: 8X4=__, and told Monty, "Here is 32."

Garcia turned the pen and filled in "32".

The next one is: 5X7=__, Netherland told him the answer directly, "35."

Garcia, who was lying on the table and had no strength to do his homework, filled in "35", and all the calculations on the next few pages were completed in the instructions of Netherland.

A warm current is like the other three major fishing grounds in the world, turning over all the fish and shrimp in the current, and giving it to Monty, a big fish in the sea.

The nose is a little sour, I don't know if it is because of illness or other reasons.

The dolphin vented all its anger at once, and it was only so soft.