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

Thirteen o'clock in the afternoon, exactly.

"咚咚-"

There were two knocks on the door.

"Have you changed your clothes yet? We arrived at school at two o'clock, and it's already one o'clock." Fu Mingzhi stood outside the door.

There was no answer from the door for two or three seconds—then the anger in Zhou Qi’s voice could be heard across the door: “I know the time—come in if you want to, knock on the ass?”

Fu Mingzhi couldn't help laughing, and pushed open the door.

Zhou Qi was facing him sideways, half of Zhou Qi's side face was blocked by short black women's hair reaching to the chin. The light brown, knee-length skirt on the young man's thin body had not been put on yet, and the buttons on the back were only buttoned up. One or two, with bare backs and slightly protruding shoulder blades.

This is not the first time Zhou Qi has worn women's clothing.

When playing professionally before, after the team won the championship, the boss asked them to start a live broadcast of all members wearing women's clothing. That was the only time Zhou Qi wore women's clothing before—but it was different that time, and there were teammates wearing it with him. A group of demons danced wildly, disgusting each other.

This time it's just him.

It's so awkward.

Zhou Qi really doesn't want to see Fu Mingzhi now, as soon as Fu Mingzhi came in, he immediately turned his back and found a reason by the way: "You help me fasten the button, I can't reach it."

Fu Mingzhi was behind him, his voice was flat, and he didn't laugh at him: "Okay."

Fu Mingzhi's eyes fell on Zhou Qi's waist, and his face became hot again.

He still fell asleep with Zhou Qi's waist in his arms last night, but he didn't notice that Zhou Qi's waist was very narrow.

Not as slender as a willow branch like a girl, but because of the frailty of a teenager.

When buttoning the buttons, Zhou Qi was surprisingly obedient, without saying a word, obediently asked Fu Mingzhi to button him.Zhou Qi seemed to have a very sensitive sense of touch. Fu Mingzhi noticed that if he accidentally touched Zhou Qi's skin, Zhou Qi would flinch forward slightly and involuntarily.

Fu Mingzhi's button-tying hands were somewhat stiff, but the stiffer he was, the more mistakes he made. I don't know whether it was subjective or inadvertent, but Fu Mingzhi encountered Zhou Qi more often.

Zhou Qi was still awkward and aggrieved and didn't know what to say - he didn't expect to go to the men's room to wear women's clothes after leaving the teaching building, so he had to put on the women's clothes in advance before returning to school, and then went with Fu Mingzhi in the women's clothes School.

This incident made Zhou Qi's mind go blank for a moment, unable to find anything to say.

Then Zhou Qi was distracted by Fu Mingzhi.

I don't know if it was intentional, but Fu Mingzhi kept bumping into him.Zhou Qi really couldn't stand this kind of light and itchy touch, he was so uncomfortable, he grabbed Fu Mingzhi's hand from behind suddenly, and said in disguise: "Okay, I don't need you to help me, why are you so dawdling?"

Fu Mingzhi was caught by Zhou Qi's hand, and he looked away uncomfortably, then shook Zhou Qi's hand quietly: "Then you do it yourself."

Zhou Qi finished buttoning up the buttons, quickly put on the sportswear jacket of the autumn school uniform, pulled up the zipper to the top with rare seriousness, and put on a mask.

After covering himself and his face, Zhou Qi turned around.He looked at Fu Mingzhi for a few seconds, then smiled suddenly, with a bit of an evil meaning: "I'm done, Xiao Ming, let's go."

Zhou Qi is not a shy person.

To put it another way, he's not too shameless.

Just putting on women's clothes, Zhou Qi felt awkward for maybe 10 minutes, but after arriving at school, Zhou Qi accepted the reality.

The time difference between arriving at school was 5 minutes and [-]:[-], and most of the students in the class had arrived, chattering back and forth in a mess. Before Zhang Feng came, Yan Yi was standing on the podium, preparing to maintain discipline and start the final rehearsal for the afternoon competition.

Two people entered the classroom, Yan Yi saw countless eyes from under the podium and turned around immediately.

As if feeling something, Yan Yi also turned his head and glanced at the classroom door—it was Fu Mingzhi, with a rather tall girl, wearing a knee-length skirt, slender and straight calves, and a black mask. The ruffian's eyes were exposed.

The girl's eyes made Yan Yi a little familiar, he blocked her by his side, quite interested: "Who is this classmate?"

Yan Yi only stopped the female classmate, but Fu Mingzhi also stopped.

Fu Mingzhi didn't speak, but silently pushed Yan Yi's hand away from pulling the girl's wrist.

This little move was under the podium, and the students below couldn't see it, not even Zhou Qi himself.

Zhou Qi tilted his head, snuggled on Fu Mingzhi's shoulder for two or three seconds, pulled off his mask and pretended to be angry: "I am Fu Mingzhi's girlfriend, playing and sleeping with me and going to school, don't you understand?"

"Ahhhh!!!"

Zhou Qi pulled off the mask, and the students below the podium exploded, and some people patted the table and whistled, and the restless students finally boiled.

"Digging—is that Zhou Qi??"

"Hahahaha what a ruthless man, I'm done, how about you?"

"It's more than show, but it's show."

The male classmates laughed and made a fuss.

"Wow, why does Zhou Qi look so obedient?" The female classmate didn't just smile, but whispered back and forth, "Zhou Qi actually wore a skirt to school, he is so obedient and milky, my God..."

"Good boy? Are you kidding me? Isn't Zhou Qi always sloppy?"

"There are quite a few people who say that." Ruan Yi lowered her voice, "But getting along is not as exaggerated as others say, and I haven't heard anything about Zhou Qi after the shift. Fu Mingzhi was like a hooligan."

"! I want to talk about this too! Zhou Qi is a good match with the first grader, how can the two of them be so basic—didn't Zhou Qi rely on Fu Mingzhi's shoulder just now?!"

"...Tsk tsk tsk, there are only these two handsome guys in the class, how come they are still together?" The girl suddenly patted the table at the same table as she was talking, "Zhang Jing, look at him Zhou Qi, you came to school wearing a skirt, where is your skirt?"

Zhang Jing: "..."

He hates Zhou Qi.

He hated Jiang Zifang.

He hates Ruan Yi and Yan Yi——

He hates everyone.

Zhou Qi just let go of Fu Mingzhi's arm and wanted to put on the mask again, but Fu Mingzhi stared at him with a stiff and fierce tone: "Go down and sit down, don't stand on the podium."

Zhou Qi said provocatively: "Are you so fierce to your girlfriend? I want to tell you..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Qi tightened his hand and was pulled up.

Fu Mingzhi turned around, with a cold face, and led Zhou Qi to the seat, no one noticed his red ears: "Sit on the seat."

Zhou Qi was stunned for a moment, and raised the hand held by the good student.

The good student is holding him even harder, and he has no tendency to let go.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh? Is this a real thing?"

Ruan Yi grabbed Yang Qingqing's hoodie at the front table, "Qingqing, tell me I'm dreaming! Isn't Fu Mingzhi very serious??? Am I wrong???"

Yang Qingqing's tone was calm, and she came to the conclusion like an academic discussion: "I think it's Zhou Qi who made the first grade bad." She lowered her voice, "They are really CPs. I have seen Zhou Qi take off his clothes in front of Fu Mingzhi."

Ruan Yi: "!"

Zhou Qi sat back in his seat and vaguely heard Yang Qingqing's discussion, but he couldn't hear the content clearly.

Before reaching the seat, Fu Mingzhi let go of Zhou Qi.

He casually picked up a pen from the table and turned it around. While turning, he looked sideways at Fu Mingzhi with his chin: "Xiao Ming, have you taken a fancy to me?"

Fu Mingzhi's throat tightened and he ignored Zhou Qi.

"It's okay, I've seen a lot of people wearing women's clothes, you don't have to be ashamed to admit it."

"..." Fu Mingzhi looked at him nonchalantly, "Really? Who has taken a fancy to you?"

"But I have no breasts, and we have no future." Zhou Qi unzipped his coat aggressively, exposing Yimapingchuan's chest, and patted Fu Mingzhi's thigh ambiguously, "Unless you think about what I told you thing."

Fu Mingzhi asked, "What did you say?"

Zhou Qi said: "Give me support, play in duo..."

"To shut up."