The plot is different from what I thought [Quick Transmigration]

Huangmao's life is becoming more and more fulfilling.

One Monday, two, three, four, five, six, seven, Brother Di made a clear arrangement for him, and he never missed a day.

In the past, Huangmao slept through the day and went out for supper at night. On the weekends, he thought about live broadcasting, researched a few new social tricks, yelled at the microphone, shook his head, and grew hairy.

Now Huang Mao has to go out to run the company contract on Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday, and go to Huanyu to attend classes on four, five, six and seven.

Without the nourishment of supper every day, the yellow hair and dark circles under the eyes are starving.

Brother Di discussed with Huanyu and spent a lot of money to buy a new study package.

Chinese studies class, small class system, four students in one class, as long as the teacher passes the final exam paper, there is no need to come again.

So Huang Mao has been in school for a month, and he is still in this Chinese study class.

At 10:[-] in the afternoon, [-] minutes before class, Huang Mao arrived at the classroom on time with a small bag on his back.

But as soon as he entered the door, he was taken aback, "Di, Brother Di?"

There are four students in a class, and the other three students have arrived before him.

Among the three students, Huang Mao saw Zhou Qi.

Zhou Qi sat on the side, spinning a gel pen quickly, raised his eyes and smiled at him, "Come?"

Huang Mao was confused: "Brother Di, are you here for class?"

"No, I don't need to learn anymore." Zhou Qi said, "Didn't you recruit people in the group yesterday, I will help you with the number of people."

In fact, there is no shortage of people coming.

But what Huangmao thought was - brother Di still doing such a good thing?

Why doesn't he believe it?

Huang Mao scratched his head and sat next to Zhou Qi. Before he opened his mouth, Brother Di waved his hand humbly: "You're welcome."

Yellow Hair: "..."

It was almost time for class, and Huang Mao habitually glanced at the people in the classroom.

In addition to brother Di, there are two other classmates who throw away daily.

A brother from the Huo Family Army that he was familiar with.

another--

Who is this?

White T-shirt and black trousers, ordinary, except for the big red high socks exposed from the legs of the trousers-socks worn in winter, revealing a hint of unusualness.

With his head down, he was wearing a black hat with an extremely long eaves, covering his entire face.

The classmate didn't take off his hat until the Chinese teacher came in.

So the Chinese teacher took off his hat in person, so that Huangmao could see his true face.

...Dragon King? ?

When he first came to Beicheng, Gu Lingjun booked a return ticket half a month later in mid-June.

But unexpectedly, it was almost mid-July, and he was still staying in Beicheng.

He was even taken into a trap by Huodi—knowing that Huodi, a thief, is a fucking unreliable kid, he still paid for shares in Huodi Company.He has become a shareholder, how can he return to Guangzhou now?

Drink wrong.

Shangshang replied that Ying Zhouqi bought the shares, he must have drunk too much.

It would be even more wrong to talk to Zhou Qi.

The last time he didn't drink, he was fooled into wearing a skirt, was rumored to be a deaf-mute, and finally lost face.

It was when he was soft-hearted at the beginning, when Zhou Qi asked him out, he agreed - if he didn't agree and ignored Zhou Qi, wouldn't it be okay?

Gu Lingjun swore that he would never drink with Zhou Qi again, and never chat alone with Zhou Qi again.

Meet, okay, business partnership.

Non-Huojia Army personnel must be present to supervise.

Gu Lingjun spoke forcefully and clearly.

Zhou Qi agreed.

Then I took him to Chinese class.

"This classmate," the Chinese teacher said softly, "after class today, hand in a silent copy of "The Essay on the Twelve Langs" and "The Story of Yueyang Tower" to me. If you don't hand it in, you won't be allowed to leave."

Gu

Ling Jun: "..."

10 minutes break between classes.

To be honest, Zhou Qi asked Gu Lingjun today to talk about serious matters.

After a Chinese class, Gu Lingjun's eyes dimmed, "Why the hell are you looking for me today?"

Zhou Qi turned his pen, "It's business."

"The business you're talking about is Chinese class??" Gu Lingjun sat up in shock in his dying illness, wanting to hit Zhou Qi.

"No," Zhou Qi said calmly, "Look, I asked you out for dinner, you said you don't drink, I said you don't drink, you said you don't want to be in the same room with me, I said bring others, you And those who say they can’t trust me have to ask a non-Huo Family Army member to supervise and witness my every word and deed.”

Gu Lingjun: "So you asked me to teach Chinese??"

Hold.

Silently wrote "The Essay on the Twelve Langs" and "The Story of Yueyang Tower".

He read the page, so he won't be detained for half a month? ?

"No alcohol," Zhou Qi said, "I'm not alone in the same room, and there are non-Huojiajun personnel monitoring my every word and deed, which 100% meets your requirements."

"..."

Once talking to the kid Huodi, it's easy to get on top.

Just want to punch someone.

Gu Lingjun gritted his teeth, "How can there be anyone who is not from the Huo Family Army? Aren't they all yours?"

Zhou Qi raised his finger, "I swear, the Chinese teacher and I are innocent."

Gu Lingjun: "..."

Zhou Qi pulled the Coke ring and said slowly, "Come and have a meal with me after class, and I'll discuss the company's plans with you."

"..."

"Ok?"

"..."

There was another silence, a long silence, for a long time——Gu Lingjun said, "Let's have a meal with you, and exchange for a silent writing of "The Essay on the Twelve Langs."

"No," Zhou Qi said, ""Journal of the Twelve Langs" is too long, and I will replace it with "The Story of Yueyang Tower". If you promise me, I will help you write "The Story of Yueyang Tower" silently, but I don't promise you to write two articles by yourself."

Gu Lingjun gritted his teeth: "I have memorized "The Story of Yueyang Tower" before."

Zhou Qi: "Then you write two silently?"

"..."

"make a deal!"

There was only 10 minutes between classes, and the class started again.

Gu Lingjun was secretly memorizing "The Essay on the Twelve Langs", but after he was memorizing it, he suddenly remembered - in the end he obviously went to eat and talk with Zhou Qi, why did he have an extra one? Chinese class, there is an extra piece of classical Chinese dictation? ?

Huang Mao never discovered that Brother Di still has the potential to be a workaholic.

It's too desperate.

He used to send messages to Brother Di in the early morning, but now he is busy during the day, so he has no time to stay up late at night and have a regular schedule. When he wakes up early in the morning, he clicks on WeChat, and he can see a series of messages sent by Brother Di in the early morning.

One point one three point five.

Can last until he wakes up in the morning.

It's not like this every day, and Brother Di doesn't have so many things to ask him every day, but even two or three days a week, Huang Mao feels too much.

Brother Di wants money and wealth, and family background, there is no need for this.

Huang Mao tactfully expressed his concerns - he wrote all his criticism of the practice of cultivating immortals into a newly released song called "I want to become a fairy".

But unexpectedly, Brother Di ignored him, and Huang Mao answered the phone suddenly.

Unknown call.North City.

It was a man who answered, with a pleasant voice, and asked slowly, "Your name is Zheng Chong, Zhou Qi's friend, right?"

Huang Mao intuitively felt that this was a character.

Di and brother Di have trouble?

Huang Mao lost his temper, "Hey, I'm Zheng Chong, you are..."

"Zhou Qi has been in frequent contact with you recently?"

All the time.

But Huang Mao didn't dare to say, "Forget it, let's do it, what's the matter with you?"

"Oh, so what is he up to?"

Huangmao didn't say a word—should he say anything?There's nothing shameful about it, and there's nothing you can't say about it, but you didn't even know who this person is, so you shook out Brother Di, isn't it bad?

"Please answer truthfully," the man said lightly, "Your answer may be related to Zhou Qi's health."

Huangmao: "!"

Huang Mao didn't hesitate, said a few words, habitually added oil and vinegar, and shook out Brother Di: "Di... Zhou Qi is busy with work, so busy, staying up all night, not sleeping at night, and texting me in the early morning, it is very unhealthy! "

I don't know if it was an illusion, but when he was adding oil and vinegar, he seemed to hear Brother Di's voice.

But the man just said "Well, thank you" and hung up the phone.

Fu Mingzhi sat by the bed.

At noon today Zhou Qi swore that he would date him and be a qualified alpha boyfriend - but he fell asleep in the car on the way to pick him up.

Sleep until evening.

I don't have the enthusiasm to play ranked at all.

Fu Mingzhi pinched Zhou Qi's face.

Zhou Qi said "hmm".

Zhou Qi didn't look very good when he was asleep, his hair was messy, his eyes were heavy, and he was frowning, looking fierce.

"Get up." Fu Mingzhi pinched Zhou Qi's face again.

Zhou Qi remained motionless.

"It's 05:30, it's time to get up." Fu Mingzhi also frowned.

Zhou Qi was muttering something, but he couldn't catch it.

He looked down at Zhou Qi, moved a little closer, and then a little closer—he heard clearly.

"Mid laner Yasuo, give it if you don't give it?"

Fu Mingzhi: "..."

Zhou Qi dreamed of a player playing Yasuo, with a 20.00% winning rate in [-] rounds of Yasuo.

It may be because this one has a 70.00% chance of being cold, so Zhou Qi has a feeling of suffocation—I can’t breathe, and it’s wet again, getting more and more suffocated——

Zhou Qi opened his eyes.

Just in time to meet Fu Mingzhi's eyes.

Soft and moist, the lips rolled over.Fu Mingzhi bit his upper lip, "Aha, aha, are you awake?"

Zhou Qi stared at Fu Mingzhi, hooked his neck, and kissed him back.

"It's a good thing you woke me up..." vaguely.

"Ok?"

"You don't wake me up," Zhou Qi paused briefly, "I'm going to be a fucking teammate with an orphan Yasuo..."

"To shut up."

Finally, Zhou Qi spread his legs and knelt on Fu Mingzhi's lap.

Zhou Qi wanted to turn over, but Fu Mingzhi grabbed his wrist with a backhand, preventing him from moving.

"Don't... don't pull me," Zhou Qi said, "I..."

Fu Mingzhi bowed his head and bit his shoulder and neck lightly, "At noon today, someone said that he wanted to date me, and vowed to be a good alpha."

"..."

After being quiet for a while, Zhou Qi pretended not to know, "Really?"

"But he broke his promise."

"Tell me," the lips and teeth rubbed downwards, touching the Adam's apple, "what should I do?"

What can I do?

"...Punish him." After a few seconds of silence, Zhou Qi said.

I tried a little harder, and it hurt a little bit from the bite. "How to punish?"

Zhou Qi took a deep breath, "Punish him however you want..."

……

"Fu Mingzhi, you..."

Fu Mingzhi smiled lowly, "Promise me one thing."

Zhou Qi tensed up

No, only the nerves are lax.A drop of water ran down the shoulder blade. "What... you said."

"Move here and live with me."

Zhou Qi was arranged again.

Huang Mao thought that his brother Di was working hard every day and working all night for the company. As a brother, he could no longer sit idly by. It was time for him to take Brother Di out to relax.

In order to be safe, Huang Mao prepared more than 30 excuses to ask Zhou Qi to go out.

He picked a sunny day and asked cautiously, "Brother Di?"

Zhou Qi: "What's the matter?"

Huang Mao probed first: "Did you sleep well last night?"

After a moment of silence, Zhou Qi said, "I slept well."

Go to bed at eight, sleep at eleven.

Yes, sleep, quite, good.

"That's fine, that's fine," Huang Mao heaved a sigh of relief, "Brother Di, are you busy today... If it's not very, very busy," Huang Mao hesitated for a moment, and cruelly chose a cruel excuse, "I want you to accompany me Go to the hospital."

Zhou Qi: "?"

Zhou Qi: "Are you sick?"

Of course I'm not sick.

Huang Mao faltered, "I'll tell you about this...but if you don't have a lot of trouble today, I still hope you will accompany me."

"Okay," Zhou Qi said decisively, "If you are going to the hospital, I will definitely accompany you."

Huang Mao felt even more uneasy, "Brother Di, don't you have any plans for today?"

"Nothing else, just pack up and move."

"move place??"

Zhou Qi "hmm".

Huangmao: "Why?"

Zhou Qi was silent for a while again, "Don't ask, if you ask, I'm assigned."

Zhou Qi had no other intentions, but the word "arrangement" suddenly hit Huangmao's little secret.

He hesitated for a long time, and finally: "Brother Di, I want to confess something to you."

"what's up?"

Huang Mao said, "A few days ago a man came to me, I don't know who it is, and asked me what you are doing recently, let me answer honestly, saying that what I answer determines your health status - I Just tell the truth.”

"...?"

Brother Di suddenly stopped talking, and Huang Mao panicked a lot, "Brother Di, don't keep silent even if you are angry! Are you healthy these days?"

"..."

"Special, no, healthy, healthy."