A heartthrob's daily life through books [Quick Transmigration]

Ling combed his elegant Liuhai, revealing his delicate forehead. Under the sun, mottled tree shadows fell on his face, and his delicate face showed a bit of an elite gentleman.

He opened Juan Qingshu's car door, got into the passenger driver, and smiled faintly at the young man, "Give me a ride."

This is the first time that Juan Qingshu saw Zero getting up serious, and there was a bit of struggle in his usually indifferent eyes. In the end, he concealed all his emotions, lowered his eyes silently, "Okay."

Zero is a killer, a sharp edge best used.

Ling walked into the classroom with Juanqingshu, and Juanqingshu knew that Ling had become her new English teacher.In class, he demonstrated his proficiency in eight languages ​​with zero standards, successfully awed the whole class, and made all the little girls in the class become his little fans.

Only Juan Qingshu, he was always indifferent, looking out the window, as if distracted.

When everyone was reciting the text, Ling walked to Juan Qingshu and looked down at him, "You don't seem to be surprised at all."

"Ah."

"Harvard University."

"Hmm." Juan Qingshu responded.

"I graduated from there," Zero said.

Harvard University, the world's number one university.Juan Qingshu knew it.

Amidst the admiration and fanaticism around her one after another, Juan Qingshu still looked at the sycamore leaves outside the window lightly.

Ling stared at Juan Qingshu's exquisite and perfect side face, and the light in his eyes faded little by little.

Zero, he seriously wants to integrate into Juan Qingshu's life, wants to give Juan Qingshu a surprise, and wants to be seen by Juan Qingshu.

But the volume of love, he is always just indifferent.

At this moment, Ling realized soberly that he had never been really taken to heart by Juan Qingshu.

Zero returned to his original handsome and handsome appearance, looking at the unopened pages of Juan Qingshu, stretched out his slender fingers and knocked on his desk, "Student Juan Qingshu, recite the text taught by the teacher just now .”

Juan Qingshu glanced at Ling and remained silent.

Leaning on the desk, Ling stared down at the young man, "Can't recite it?"

"They can't recite it either." Juan Qingshu glanced at the other students and retorted.

"Have you ever opened the textbook? Do you know what I'm talking about? You don't. The reason why you can't memorize it is different from theirs." Zero squinted his long and narrow eyes, with a serious face.

Juan Qingshu didn't make a sound.

"Stand by the door." Zero said.

Juan Qingshu didn't say anything else, got up and stood at the door, leaning against the wall.

Everyone was a little surprised, it was the first time they saw the school bully of their class being punished.Thinking that I couldn't memorize it, I quickly lowered my head and hurriedly memorized it.They met a super powerful and strict English teacher who punished even the school bullies.

Ling sat in Juan Qingshu's seat and flipped through his books. Juan Qingshu's books were very clean, and there were only answers to the exercises, but no process.Then, there is nothing.

Zero opened another slightly old book, on which some programs were written sporadically and some addresses and names he could not understand.

Zero looked at Juan Qingshu standing silently by the wall, and thought of Juan Qingshu's title as a high school examiner, and had to admit that this guy had a non-human brain.

Thinking about it, Juan Qingshu doesn't need a good teacher who can make up lessons for him for free, which is really regrettable.

The school cafeteria at noon was bustling with people, and at a glance, Ling saw the quiet boy, consciously surrounded by the crowd into a vacuum, eating quietly alone.

Curly feeling comfortable, he dissociates from the crowd and is consciously isolated by people.

No matter how good and kind he is, his background and experience have always been criticized and disgusted by people.

Juan Qingshu, he was abandoned by everyone.

Many students greeted Zero, and then pulled Zero out of their own thoughts.With a good mood, he responded to those classmates with a smile and lined up to buy food.

Ling took the bought meal and sat on the empty chair opposite Juan Qingshu, looking at the boy and smiling.

Juan Qingshu looked up at Ling, took her own food, and changed places.

Ling smiled and changed places, still sitting opposite Juan Qingshu.

Juan Qingshu didn't look at the zero again this time, but just disposed of the leftovers, put them back on the plate, and left in silence.

This was originally just a small episode, but during the afternoon class, Zero clearly felt the further isolation of the classmate towards Juan Qingshu.

Juan Qingshu's textbooks and notes are gone.

Everyone seemed to be waiting to see the boy be punished.

Ling froze for a moment, feeling an inexplicable sourness and distress in his heart.

He suddenly felt that it was wrong for him to punish the boy to stand in the morning.

No matter how many exercises Juan Qingshu teaches others, how much homework he collects for the teacher, how many times he cleans up for his classmates, no matter how he treats everyone with heart and soul, he is always just a habitual offender who came out of less reform, he is always just sticking his hands A murderer full of blood, he is still just the son of a gambler, and his mother still owes a huge debt.

Zero walked into Juan Qingshu's life, but he couldn't accept everything that Juan Qingshu faced.

What made Ling even more surprised was that Juan Qingshu walked to the door consciously and stood against the wall.

"Teacher, I forgot to do my homework." The boy said.

Juan Qingshu is consciously cooperating with everyone's malice towards him.

Zero didn't let the boy sit back, but just nodded.Zero knew that Juan Qingshu was too lazy to deal with these people's malice, so Juan Qingshu cooperated casually.

Zero is also cooperating, but he is not cooperating with those students who are malicious, he is just cooperating with Juan Qingshu, and he knows that Juan Qingshu doesn't like trouble the most.

The beautiful campus life with zero expectations and friendship with Juanqing Shu has come to an end at this moment.

Going home at night, Zero returned to his stupid and cute killer appearance, hugging his curly waist, with tears stimulated by the pepper water all over his face, "Master, they are all bullying you."

Juan Qingshu thought about it seriously, and said, "No. You just made me stand."

"They ignored you." Zero continued to cry falsely.

"What are they doing to me?" the boy asked in confusion.

In an instant, he was in Sparta. He wiped the tears from his face, looked at the handsome young man in front of him, "They took your homework."

"Oh, I didn't write it anyway, so just take it away."

"They also took your book." Zero continued to complain.

"I never read the textbook in class."

"They haven't had lunch with you yet," Zero continued crying.

The boy frowned beautifully, "Isn't it dirty or hot to be crowded together? I don't want to eat with them, it's noisy and messy."

Zero really didn't expect his master's brain circuit to be so strange, he picked up a cloth and wiped off the decorative tear stains on his face.Looking up, he saw his master staring at him seriously.

Zero was seen at a loss, unable to find himself for a long time, "Master, what, what's wrong?"

"You, wash the sofa cushions before going to bed."

After finishing speaking, Juan Qingshu turned and went into the bedroom, leaving only Ling to look at the cloth soaked in tears, "So you are a sofa cushion, I thought it was a towel because of the feel."

Zero put the sofa cushions away, turned on the TV with great heart, and watched cartoons happily.

On the second day, Ling was thrown out of the house by Juan Qingshu, along with a whole set of sofa cushions.

With a mess of messy hair on his head and cat-like round eyes, Ling sat on the sofa cushion, staring blankly at the door slamming shut.

Ling dazedly said to himself, "It turns out that the master has a cleanliness."

"Only I who are so different deserve to have such a different master. If the master is so different, won't I be the only one willing to be with him for the rest of my life?"

Ling shaved his hair and got into Juan Qingshu's car first.