He Xichen [Quick Transmigration]

After the bicycle accident, He Xichen and Xia An became nodding acquaintances—the kind of friendship where they know their names and greet each other when they meet in the corridor.Xia An has an alienated personality, coupled with terrible luck, he is afraid that getting too close to others will hurt the innocent, and he has always been alone.Every time it was He Xichen who greeted first, he nodded coldly in response.

"Can't you talk to me first?" He Xichen depressedly took a bite of the mung bean popsicle, and handed the red bean popsicle to Xia An with one hand.

"Next time." Xia An took the red bean popsicle and replied seriously.

"Hey——" He Xichen made a disgusted expression, then turned to Zeng Yaosheng who was eating bread, "Then what's the matter with you? Seeing me is like seeing a ghost?"

Zeng Yaosheng laughed a few times.

In the afternoon, he had just finished his comprehensive science exam. Amidst the wailing of other students who finished their answers, He Xichen packed his schoolbag slowly as usual, and met Zeng Yaosheng, who was assigned to a different classroom, at the stairs.After walking two steps, Xueshen met the two of them at the corner while pushing a bicycle with a flat tire.

"How did you do in the exam?" Ever since he knew that Xia An didn't take those rumors seriously, Zeng Yaosheng was finally relieved, and sometimes dared to talk to him with trepidation.

"It's okay." He Xichen said casually, "I've written everything that needs to be written."

Xia An crushed the red bean popsicle: "I didn't do very well in the exam." He studied hard for the past two weeks, making up for omissions and checking for gaps. At least he consolidated the knowledge points he had forgotten. Compared with the original 17-year-old Xia An, he was certainly far behind. Not a dime.

Zeng Yaosheng bowed his head silently, thinking to himself, the "bad" in Xueshen's eyes may be far from the "bad" defined by the general public.However, Lin Shen often falls asleep in class, so the test paper may just be nonsense.As she thought about it, she suddenly began to worry about how to comfort her friend after the grades came out.Buy him ten sugar-flavored popsicles?

After descending the fork in the ramp, one person goes forward, one person goes left, and the other person goes right. Xia An pushes the bicycle and runs over the path full of crape myrtle flowers, and suddenly looks back at He Xichen who is running in the opposite direction—a plant planted in the yard. Tree crape myrtle flowers hung low over the wall.He gently lifted the flower branch and turned into the street calmly.

In high school, was there someone like Lin Shen?Xia An felt that he probably didn't hear anything outside the window at that time, that's why he didn't get to know such a... interesting person for now.

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In the early morning, a cool breeze blows from the sky, and the bright sun shines down on the sky, which is cut into edges and corners by the roof.There are many people in Shanhai City who love to grow flowers. A pot of gypsophila and a pot of green radish. The most common ones are crape myrtle and hibiscus. Beside the corner, in the courtyard, and beside the bridge, you can see a cluster of bright and strong red flowers covering it everywhere. top.

He Xichen carried the bee jelly and deep-sea fish oil that his old lady Xia Qingyu told him to carry in his schoolbag. After getting off Uncle Chen's car, he quietly walked to the small building of grandpa and grandma on the clean street.

In the eyes of Lin Can and Lin Huan, their cousin's hobbies are not like a young man, but like an old man.In his spare time, he often chats with the four elders of the older generation. He has the leisure and patience to listen to their nagging. Live the vigor that you should have.

Strictly speaking, the combined ages of the four old people are less than half the age of this guy.He Xichen doesn't rely on the old to sell the old, and treats them as friends from old age, and he plays pretty well.

A few cars were occasionally parked on the quiet street, and clanging music wafted from the top floor of a certain family's house and landed in He Xichen's ears, mixed with the sound of hurried running and breathing.

But he didn't expect that when he raised his head, he would see Xia An with a dignified expression running towards him panting. He was just about to raise his hand to say hello to him in surprise, when he saw Xia An galloping past again, and at the same time pulled his wrist Just run, as if there is a vicious dog barking and biting behind you.

He Xichen looked back in bewilderment, his pupils dilated suddenly: "I rely on me!!"

More than a dozen ferocious white geese with yellow beaks and black palms stretched out their long necks, spread their wings and rushed towards them with arrogance.That posture, I'm afraid I won't give up until I peck people out of a hole, it's even more terrifying than a vicious dog.

"How the hell did you provoke them?" He Xichen groaned in his heart. He was not afraid of anything, but he was terribly afraid of the big white geese who would catch them everywhere.

In fact, a long time ago, when he was the young master of Yufeng Island, that insane and inhuman father drove a flock of geese after him every day in order to exercise his legs.He Xichen in the front was chased by the big white goose so that he cried and ran away with his head in his arms; the big white goose was so frightened by the whip in his father's hand that he almost turned his two goose legs into a power train.One match and one miserable!

Thinking about it now, he still has lingering fears.As soon as I saw the big white goose, that gloomy childhood shadow came back to my mind.

Oh come on!Eat roast goose, steamed goose and braised goose tonight!

Gritting his teeth, He Xichen thought viciously, his feet suddenly accelerated to surpass Xia An, and he grabbed his wrist and turned around the house to a small building not far away.

Xia An was also very helpless, he just looked at the geese locked in the cage from a distance during his morning run, but the cage was not locked tightly, and the geese swarmed out, ignoring anyone and just staring at him. He pecks alone.what can he doNo, you can only run!

In the end, he met He Xichen on a narrow road, and he also had a headache.Why does this kid bump into each other every time he's in a mess?From the perspective of 29-year-old Xia An, He Xichen, who is wearing Lin Shen's shell, is of course still a child.If the old monster knows this, I'm afraid he will laugh out loud.

The two grabbed each other's wrists and followed each other, circling around and finally throwing off the geese.Xia An looked at the young man who was an arm's length away, his white clothes were blown by the wind, his ears were bright red under his cool short hair, his long arms and legs were like a cool breeze whizzing by under the poisonous sun.

No wonder so many girls in school like him even though he is notorious.Xia An wandered wildly in Taixu, and was dragged into the front yard of a small building by He Xichen in the next second.I saw him skillfully closing the mortise lock, leaning against the door and breathing slowly.

"This is my house, hide here first." He Xichen patted his shoulder.

Xia An exhaled, nodded and said, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

There is a hibiscus tree planted in the yard, the flowers are blooming enthusiastically, leaning against the wall, occasionally shedding a few dead leaves.The meridian lotus in the goldfish bowl floats on the clear water, and a small black fish is raised in the mud and sand in the water.

When He Xichen led Xia An into the house, he happened to hear old Mr. Xia Yubing arguing with another angry man.

"You "Thursday son" have to change it again. "

"What's wrong! Master Thursday is not good?"

"It's too good to be difficult!"

"Anyway, I won't change it! If it wasn't for Mr. Zhou, don't write this play!"

Xia Yubing slammed the script angrily, and scolded angrily: "Get out! I'm not going to shoot! I've changed it so many times and I'm always picking whether I'll just take it back like this, or I'll just delete Mr. Zhou, Lest the film breaks my heartache!"

Chu Ling drank a cup of tea and said stubbornly, "I really don't believe you can do it."

The two are brothers who graduated from the same university. Xia Yubing is engaged in literature and occasionally writes a play or two.Chu Ling plunged into the circle of directors, and had been making literary films before. A few years ago, he saw Xia Yubing's script, Wang Ba looked at mung beans, and the more he looked at it, the more pleasing it was to his eyes. intention.

"Stop arguing, both of you." Ji Lanfang in the kitchen brought out a plate of fruit, and said, "I'm tired of arguing, next time I want to discuss the script, let me go to the restaurant on the next street, and there will be a lot of quarrels." No one cares!"

The two old men calmed down in an instant, Chu Ling quickly apologized and said with a smile: "Sister, calm down."

"Lan Fang, aren't we also polishing the script—" Xia Yubing's voice also weakened.

"Hey, who made our little Lanhua angry?" Before He Xichen arrived, the teasing and laughing voice reached the three people's ears first.I saw two thin young men coming from the porch, their brows and eyes were shimmering, they looked like the young and flirtatious Mr. Zhou in fresh clothes and angry horses in the book, and the alienated, indifferent and thoughtful face.

Chu Ling's eyes widened, and he thought to himself—fuck it!This light is absolutely amazing!Then he poked senior brother Xia Yubing with his elbow: "Isn't this the same as Thursday and Yunyin?"

"Old guy, don't think about Brother Shen!" Xia Yubing's nose was not a nose, and his eyes were not eyes.

Chu Ling suddenly realized, rolled his eyes, and said with deep emotion: "So it's Brother Shen, and Brother Shen has grown so big?"

"Uncle Chu?" He Xichen pulled out some impressions about Chu Ling from the corner of his memory, nodded and said, "The last time we met was three years ago." He put the schoolbag on the chair while introducing Xia An, "This It's my high school classmate, Xia An."

He Xichen seldom brought friends to visit them. Ji Lanfang instantly cheered up and said, "It's Brother An, my brother Shen didn't cause you any trouble, right? Come, eat some fruit!"

"Thank you grandma." Xia An was calm on the surface, but his heart was already turbulent.

The director Chu Ling, the screenwriter Mr. Xia Cong, and the film costume designer Mr. Ji Lanfang are all veterans with high qualifications and strong abilities in the entertainment industry.

Xia An is an actor, or in other words, used to be an actor.After graduating from university, he entered the showbiz by accident and became a monk halfway through. His acting career was tepid. If he could let go of his principles and make one or two idol dramas that were not nutritious, he would be able to prosper for at least two years with his appearance.

But this person is stubborn, he only picks scripts that he likes, and when he meets one he likes, he rushes to the interview.Before he was reborn, he happened to be the male number six in Chu Ling's crew.Not to mention that he likes acting, Xia An just regards it as a job, now that he is reborn, he has kindled his interest in science, and wants to study the possibility of the existence of parallel universes through his own bizarre experience.

But what's going on now?The stern Director Chu sat in front of him with a pleasant face and asked, "Brother Shen, Brother An, do you want to try acting?"

Xia An lowered his eyelids, thought over and over again, and slowly replied: "Sorry—"

"Okay!" He Xichen suddenly took the lead, nodded with a smile, "Uncle Chu is not afraid that if we don't perform well, why don't we try it?"

"Hey!" Xia An tugged his sleeve and whispered, "I won't go!"

"Really?" He Xichen also said in a low voice, "I saw that your eyes were shining just now, and you insisted on saying something like that, obviously very sad."

Xia An was startled, and let go of his sleeve: "I, I don't know..."

"Hey, fool, if you don't know how to try, you will know."

Chu Ling saw the heads of the two teenagers huddling together and muttering. After a while, He Xichen raised his head and said with a smile on his face, "Uncle Chu, this kid wants to act, so you can teach him. I'll forget it, I—"

"He's going too!" Xia An said decisively, and cast a cold glance at him, "You told me to go, and then stay out of it?"

"Hey," the old god He Xichen took a bite of an apple on the ground, "I don't get good grades, so I need to spend more time studying."

Xia Yubing and Ji Lanfang suddenly showed subtle expressions, thinking that brother Shen really didn't write a draft when he was talking nonsense.

Xia An said calmly, "I, the number one in the grade, will give you extra lessons."

The corner of He Xichen's mouth twitched, and he continued, "My health is not good either, so I can't resist."

"Cough!" Ji Lanfang suddenly said, seeing everyone looking over, he said with a smile, "Brother Shen, why do I remember who told me that he is strong enough to go to Jinggang Mountain to fight tigers?"

Little Lanhua, you betrayed me!He Xichen's aggrieved eyes clearly expressed such a message.

Ji Lanfang smiled slightly, hiding her achievements and fame.

"It's okay to be sick, I'll supervise you to take medicine." Xia An nodded in agreement.

Oh come on!This brat!