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

"Seventeen" will launch at the end of November.Borrowed a newly built empty teaching building in Jiangling Middle School.

The secrecy is very strict. There are rumors that Fu Ye will come to make a movie, but the school has not responded to this rumor. It only asks the teachers in each class to manage the students well and focus on their studies. They are not allowed to go to the new teaching building that the school has just completed. Walk.

The media is even tighter.

On the first day of "enrollment", it's winter, city A is in the north, and it's cold.Zhou Qi put on a blue and white tracksuit and blue sweatpants, and squatted on the curb of the school road with empty trouser legs.

The school does not allow students to come here, and there is no one on the road, only the half-green and not yellow clump of bamboo on the opposite side of the road is a living thing, rustling in the cold wind.

He turned his face and saw Fu Ye slowly walking towards him.

Reach out to him: "What are you doing here?"

"Wait for you." Zhou Qi stood up with the strength of Fu Ye's hand, squinted his eyes and took a good look at Fu Ye.

The white shirts, twill ties, and suit pants made by the school teachers have a very mysterious temperament. Some people wear the same clothes like insurance sellers, while others look like social elites.

Fu Ye is obviously the latter.

And no matter what Fu Ye wears, he looks like a social elite.

Women's clothing is excluded.

Fu Ye is not short-sighted, but when he came here today, he wore a pair of half-rim plain glasses with silver rims. He used to have a gentle demeanor, but now he looks a little more elegant and bookish.

Chen Qiwen from "Seventeen" is He Yang's language teacher.

Touch up with your fingers, to the very top.Zhou Qi held Fu Ye's tie between his fingers and pulled it towards him.Fu Ye bent slightly towards him, and as the distance got closer, Zhou Qi raised his voice, "Hello, teacher."

"Well," Fu Ye chuckled, "Hello, Zhou."

The Ming story line of "Seventeen" is only seventeen days old, and it is the last month before the college entrance examination, and the last day is the school's graduation ceremony.

But the plot involves far more than seventeen days. The whole book uses a lot of memories, from He Yang's childhood to junior high school, to the first year of high school, the second year of high school, one point, two points, slowly strung together into a special, not so special The story of the ignorant boy from "immature" to "growth", from hating those worldly adults to slowly becoming an adult like them.

There is no heart-piercing parting between life and death, just some subtle, green and invisible little troubles.

Woven into a puberty look.

For example, He Yang's love for his teacher.

Endless.

Until I grew up, this love became a ridiculous mistake in my youth that was hidden in my heart and I was ashamed to mention it again.

Zhou Qi's first scene was a classroom scene.

It sounds very simple-in the classroom, the teacher is lecturing in class, and he is staring at the window in a daze below.

What's so hard about this?

In the last world, he did this every day in Chinese class.

"He Yang!" The teacher on the stage called, He Yang's class teacher, "What's there to see outside the window? I don't know if I'm having a class meeting, stand up!"

There are no lines in this passage, but Zhou Qi is used to talking too much: "Oh, okay."

"ng, do it again. He Yang, don't talk, pay attention to your expression." Shi Jia judged.

Second time.

1 minutes.

Shi Jia: "ng, come again. He Yang stands up straight, what is he putting his hand in his pocket? Are you a student or a gangster??"

The third time.

"ng."

Fourth time.

"ng!"

The fifth time, the fifth time Shijia should get angry-he would get angry if he changed to any crew.But Fu Ye was in the arena, and Shi Jia was almost forceful, glaring at Zhou Qi, and said: "Zhou Qi, have you studied the script? Do you know what kind of person He Yang is?? Do you think so?" I thought about how a child like He Yang would look when he was criticized by the teacher, you are so loose..."

Shi Jia is famous in the circle of training people as ruthless.But he stopped abruptly and looked at Fu Ye's face: "Fu Ye, Zhou Qi is the one you brought in."

people you bring.You are fully responsible.

Fu Ye has always been stricter than Shi Jia, but he just said calmly: "For the first time, inexperience is inevitable."

Naked, partial in front of the director and other actors.

Shi Jia choked with anger: "Fu Ye, you..."

Fu Ye said lightly: "I didn't teach him. I will take responsibility for my responsibility. Let's postpone Zhou Qi's scene for a few days." He raised his eyes, "Come with me."

He looked up at Zhou Qi.

After going to the next classroom, Fu Ye carefully closed the front door and the back door.He tidied up the podium without haste, even brushing the thin dust in the corners, as if the podium was such an important object to him.

Zhou Qi didn't pay attention so much, he just sat on a desk and said with a smile, "I really don't know how to act, Mr. Fu, can you teach me?"

Fu Ye glanced at him and said softly, "Come down and sit down, don't sit on the table. You don't look like a student."

Fu Ye can never be said to be a rude person.

But he is also absolutely gentle.It's more of a courtesy to keep your distance.

Zhou Qi felt something was wrong: "Then... sit on a chair?"

"Don't be nervous." The thin silver half-rimmed lenses seemed to soften Fu Ye's gaze, making him show a kind of powerless gentleness, and seemed to be comforting Zhou Qi...or it wasn't Zhou Qi, it was someone else A person's emotions, "He Yang, just find a chair to sit on."

Zhou Qi stared at Fu Ye for half a minute, then suddenly leaned over and put his lips close to Fu Ye's.

Haven't come across yet.

Fu Ye leaned back in resistance, stood up with a bang, and knocked down the stool.His eyes were frightened and angry: "He Yang, what are you doing?"

Zhou Qi finally understood what Fu Ye meant.

He lifted the stool that had been knocked down and found a place for himself to sit on. "I'm just kidding, Mr. Chen. Don't be angry." Zhou Qi sat upright, "Is there anything you can do with me today?"

"Chen Qiwen" frowned and looked at Zhou Qi for a long time, as if he still had something to question, but swallowed it down, but didn't sit back, just stood at a certain distance.His voice is still peaceful and gentle.

"Nothing else, I just came to talk to you about your recent achievements." Chen Qiwen paused for two seconds, then said tactfully, "I have high expectations for you, so I want to talk to you heart-to-heart, and ask if you have done anything recently. What troubles have you encountered?"

No matter how bad it is, Zhou Qi has read the script.

This is a plot of the script.

How did He Yang in the script react?

He Yang is withdrawn, introverted, and not good at speaking.

For the crowd, even relatives, I still can't restrain my nervousness.

Except for Chen Qiwen.

Not without tension.

It's just that it's not the tension of repulsion, but a tension full of longing and helplessness.

Zhou Qi lowered his head slowly, twisted his fingers on the hem of the blue and white school uniform, hesitated and hesitated, and then said: "No, it's nothing."

Acting often involves one person leading another.

"But I saw that you learned to smoke with other students." Chen Qiwen said, "He Yang, you don't have to hide it from me, I am your teacher."

This script does not.

So Zhou Qi didn't know what he should answer at all - or what He Yang would say to Chen Qiwen next.

So Zhou Qi didn't speak.

Then Zhou Qi saw that Chen Qiwen took out a cigarette pack from his pocket and asked, "Then how do you feel? How did you feel when you smoked for the first time?"

Zhou Qi couldn't see through Fu Ye's thoughts.He thought about himself, and answered honestly: "choking, choking is disgusting, and I can't breathe, but everyone is staring at you. Just think, I have to finish smoking this cigarette even if I die." He thought, he said so Said that it was obviously a bit different from He Yang's idea, so he gave up, and said with a smile, "You are a teenager,

I don't know fart, I only know that my life is bad, and my face is bigger than my life. "

Chen Qiwen kept looking at him.

Zhou Qi couldn't read what he was thinking from Chen Qiwen's eyes.

I couldn't read what Fu Ye was thinking.

He knows everything about Zhou Qi's past, from elementary school to university graduation, and now, Zhou Qi's cousin has nothing to hide from him.

But those things belonged to the nephew of the owner of Chuanyu Company, not Zhou Qi's now.

Zhou Qi knows nothing about e-sports, and now runs to the R base every day.

Zhou Qi is 27 years old, and now he is energetic and responsive like a boy who has just grown up.

Zhou Qi likes Jiang Ju and is with him now.

Zhou Qi of the Zhou family does not smoke or drink, and grows up in a wealthy greenhouse.

How could it be that when he was a teenager, he got mixed up in the rotten fish and shrimp, learned to be addicted to cigarettes, learned to drink all night, and died, with a face that was bigger than his life.

But he couldn't pretend to be addicted to smoking, alcohol, to win the professional championship, and to maintain the reputation of the LL Division from the bottom of his heart.

Fu Ye lowered his eyes and tore open the plastic wrapping of the cigarette pack.

When he handed the cigarette to Zhou Qi, he was still gentle and peaceful, with worry in his eyes. Even when he was passing cigarettes to his students, he still looked like a good teacher who was thinking about his students.

"If you still remember the feeling of smoking for the first time," Chen Qiwen said softly, "can you smoke it again for me to see?"

Zhou Qi continued to smoke and was stunned.

Chen Qiwen then said: "I want to see how you smoked for the first time. You can also tell me what happened at that time." He softly promised, "I am your teacher, trust me, I will help you You keep it a secret. Okay."

Zhou Qi thought that Fu Ye asked him to act out the scene where He Yang smoked for the first time.

But it wasn't in the script, how could he know.

Free play?

When he develops freely, he exerts it on himself.It became the scene where I smoked for the first time.

As a teenager, things sucked.

Zhou Qi never dropped out of school, but he often hangs out with a bunch of "friends" who are not doing their jobs. "Friends" are extremely mobile, and it is even said that if you meet once today, you will be gone tomorrow.But there was nothing else to do when I saw it, nothing more than being muddled.

Whoever fights fiercely, plays fiercely, smokes fiercely, drinks fiercely, and whoever has more "friends".I am not afraid of not being able to find someone to join me at any time.

It just so happened that Zhou Qi was the fiercest one in everything.

Zhou Qi smoked for the first time at the age of 14.

He remembers being 14 not because it was such a special day, but because he had a scar on his hand when he smoked for the first time.

A few boys in their teens were playing games in the Internet cafe. The black Internet cafe was unattended, and the smoke was so lingering that it made people sick.One threw the cigarette case over, jokingly, and with a bit of disdain, asked, "Little brat, would you like a cigarette?"

Zhou Qi was holding a cigarette butt.

He thought, he was really not much different from a beast when he was a teenager.

Running around with its tail between its legs.

No one looked down on him, and he didn't do anything to make people look down on him.He is not like Fu Mingzhi, who can endure loneliness. If he has no one to accompany him for a day, he will die if he has no one to talk to.

Unexamined and noisy, there is no time to be lonely.

Zhou Qi clicked the lighter, and Chen Qiwen wanted him to talk, but he didn't know what to say, so he just said everything.

As if watching a good show for the smoker, ask: "Does it taste good?"

Zhou Qi was choked and coughed a few times, and several people suddenly laughed loudly, pointing at him, like watching a monkey: "Look, look at him, it can't be done... You are too bad, is the child over 12 years old?" You just smoke... why are you blaming me? Isn’t it because this kid can’t do it on his own and has to pretend to be tough? Does he deserve the pain of taking the cigarettes by himself?”

Zhou Qi ignored it, took two puffs, and was about to throw it away.

But he was going to throw it, and the group of people spoke again: "Wait...you want to throw it

up?Have you finished smoking? What are you throwing away?You don't need money for cigarettes, are you cheating?I gave it to you for you to finish smoking, kid, did your parents teach you how to be a human being? "

Zhou Qi threw away his cigarette and looked at him coldly: "None of your business."

"What did you just say? You fucking have the guts to say it again??"

"none of your business."

Zhou Qi crushed the cigarette, he said he would quit smoking, so he took two or three puffs.I put another lollipop in my mouth to get rid of the smell of cigarettes in my mouth.

Fu Ye looked at him with a calm tone: "And then?"

Zhou Qi leaned back in his pocket, and said lazily, "Then of course I was beaten up by those people. There were a few cigarette burns on my hands, and they disappeared now."

No problem.Brown scars still remain on his fingers.

But the original owner left no scars.

Fu Ye took off his glasses, leaned over, and silently pulled Zhou Qi's hand in his pocket.

Zhou Qi dodged and smiled: "Mr. Chen, if you don't let me kiss you, don't hold my hand either."

"Zhou Qi, the performance is over." Fu Ye said in a low voice, "Stretch out your hand."

Zhou Qi stretched out, and Fu Ye flattened his hand.Zhou Qi said with a smile: "It's really gone. It's been more than ten years. It's not like you haven't seen it."

Fu Ye stroked Zhou Qi's finger, but said nothing.

So Zhou Qi took off his glasses from Fu Ye's front pocket, put them on the bridge of his nose, and changed the subject and asked, "Teacher Fu, are you still in class?"

Fu Ye bowed his head and kissed him, and said softly: "From now on, you are not allowed to fight fiercely with others, and you are not allowed to fight with others."

Zhou Qi sat obediently: "Mr. Fu, I'm already an adult. I don't fight... Generally I don't fight anymore."

Fu Ye frowned: "General?"

"Never fight again!"

Fu Ye frowned, and stroked Zhou Qi's soft hair: "Yes."

After the s match, Jiang Zhengming bought himself a new-generation smartphone released in autumn and winter in order to reward himself.

But Jiang Zhengming is still using PHS now, and even the other four members of Team R have used PHS one after another—from the stack in Captain Jiang's bedroom, "Call No. 1, Ambulance No. 2, it's your honor to your parents." Best Choice" on the tower of the box to hand in hand the PHS.

There is no other reason.

It's by no means a step backwards for smartphones.

Only after the No.19 bunny girl live broadcast, Captain Jiang felt that his basic rights as a legal Internet user had been seriously violated.

In other words, he has tens of thousands of emoticons.

Seriously polluted the Internet ecological environment.

It's so fucking ugly, and the group of internet punks are keen to make him even uglier, and even edited it maliciously to make a ghost video.

Quit the net.

Loved it.

Zhou Qi definitely escaped a catastrophe. This time the bunny girl live broadcast, even r's most handsome younger brother Song Liyi was too ugly to be on camera, and he couldn't watch it without his beauty.

No matter how handsome Zhou Qi was, he couldn't be more handsome in the overalls of Ba La La Xiao Moxian.

Jiang Zhengming regretted letting Zhou Qi go, otherwise Zhou Qi would definitely attract firepower and share more than half of his emoticon material burden.

In addition, there is another thing that Jiang Zhengming didn't want to understand--Zhou Qi went out to eat a meal before, procrastinated, and simmered slowly, wishing to eat until the end of time, the hot pot can be filled with water four times, NO.19 They broadcasted it early that night. I arrived at the store at 11:30, but when I went in, there was no one in private room 304.

Call Zhou Qi to turn off the phone.

I called Fu Ye, but no one spoke.

Jiang Zhengming was cautious at first, because he called Fu Ye: "...Hello, Fu Ye?"

silent.

It's not completely silent, it seems that someone made a "fuck" sound, but it stopped as soon as the "c" was pronounced, as if it was forced to hold back.

Jiang Zhengming asked again: "Fu

wild?Is it you who answered the phone? "

Really no one.

But no one answered?

For ordinary people, it might be deducted, but Jiang Zhengming hasn't called Fu Ye yet, so he is fresh in his mind, and he thought: Fu Ye has already answered, is it inconvenient to talk, let him talk?

So Jiang Zhengming sang a one-man show alone, rambling on for more than 20 minutes.From the live broadcast of the bunny girl to the disappearance of Zhou Qi in the 304 private room, from Fu Ye not looking for him for a long time to play double row to Zhou Qi harassing him every day.

In order to suggest that Fu Ye strengthen employee management on the sidelines, Jiang Zhengming truthfully reflected Zhou Qi's turmoil and restlessness, his yearning and longing for freedom, and how fucking stupid Zhou Qi is.

Sell ​​Zhou Qi clearly.

After finishing speaking, Jiang Zhengming tentatively, as if someone paid attention to him: "Fu Ye...I died?"

The emperor does not bear the painstaking people.

The other side took the initiative to hang up.

Fu Ye pressed Zhou Qi closer, held Zhou Qi's hand that cut off the call, his voice became hoarse, and kissed the corner of Zhou Qi's eyes: "Brother, your eyes are red."

"……Hold."

After that day, Jiang Zhengming didn't see Zhou Qi again for several days.

Of course Zhou Qi was on the set.

As December approached, the school mid-term exams, the usual chattering school suddenly quieted down, and at around nine o'clock in the evening, the playground was empty, and occasionally a few visiting teachers passed by with flashlights.

Zhou Qi ran around the playground, ran back to the starting point, and ran back to Fu Ye.

As if he had done such a thing before, even though it was his first winter with Zhou Qi, Fu Ye still naturally covered Zhou Qi's ears that were almost frozen.

"Cold?"

"A little bit." Zhou Qi looked at him for a while, and suddenly pinched Fu Ye's ears as if looking for something to do, "Xiao Ming, are your ears particularly sensitive? Every time you go to bed, you are about to..."

Zhou Qi said half, Fu Ye guessed the next half: "Shut up."

"No."

Fu Ye smiled slightly: "Listen to the teacher."

"..."

The two walked around the playground side by side, separated by more than ten centimeters.After walking more than half a circle, Fu Ye squeezed Zhou Qi's hand in a reserved and serious manner, and then pulled him over.

"Tsk," Zhou Qi shook his head, looking disgusted, "Don't hold hands casually, the two men, the teacher should take the lead and set an example."

"..."

The author has something to say: Xiao Ming: Not holding hands, walking the dog

The next world will be interesting, the wealthy abo has no children, whether Zhou Er is an alpha or an omega is to be determined hehehe

As soon as the chapter is locked, I want to start a new article, Xinkeng next door, "Mark Me", campus abo, this book is finished and the next book will be published (double).

Campus abo.

The god of learning, hypocritical, picky ghost gong x learning scum, wolf dog, stinky younger brother.No children.

There is an alpha in No. [-] Middle School who is notoriously difficult to mess with.

Sleeping in school, fighting outside school, Jiang Huai has been ranked first in the list of "students who want to be killed most" by the teachers who have taught him for many years, and ranked first in the list of "most aggressive alpha" voted by the second middle school .

It is said that Jianghuai also forced the omega he had a fancy to to transfer to another school, almost leaving a lifelong mark on him.

But just such an alpha with bad deeds and bad behavior, Bo Jian saw Jiang Huai in the toilet with a cigarette in his mouth and a syringe in his hand, pushing omega-specific pheromone inhibitors into his veins.

The person Jianghuai dislikes the most is Bo Jian, who has a good family background, looks good, is a decathlete, and ranks first in the "Most Attractive Alpha" list in the anonymous voting on the campus network.

Jiang Huai thought that a young boy like Bo Jian could overthrow him with one hand.

Until that day in the men's restroom, he gave himself a pheromone inhibitor and was hit by Bo Jian.

He didn't land a punch on Bo Jian's face, but instead Bo Jian cut his hands behind his back, pressed his breath on the back of his neck, and said casually: "...Oh, you are an omega?"

Summer physical education class, before class.

Bo Jian was cornered by Jiang Huai.

"Inhibitor failed, do me a favor and bite me."

Bo Jian smiled lightly: "Why?"

Jiang Huai sniffed the cold, astringent smell of mint leaves in the air like a snowy night.

"You deliberately seduced me with pheromones."