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

Ding, the system is starting up.

Ding, the system is in the binding host of Mr. Subaru.

Ding, Mr. Subaru of the system starts the space jump, and the novel world of "The President's Beloved Brother" opens. Please ask the host to change the life disk of Cannon Fodder Juan Qingshu, and Cannon Fodder Juan Qingshu's perfect life begins.

Ding, the host, please make persistent efforts to realize the cannon fodder and emotionally comfortable counterattack journey.

Ding, the system is a friendly reminder from Mr. Subaru, the host’s mental power is so strong that the world has only seen it. In order to avoid unnecessary troubles, the host is requested to restrain his aura of being a fan of the crowd, and follow the principle of doing more things than doing things less, and communicate with those he comes into contact with. All characters keep their distance and avoid eye contact.

Juan Qingshu endured the severe pain all over his body, and opened his eyes, where is he?

Old houses, gray walls, dusty windows, sunlight shining into the house through the dust, sporadic, dim light, musty smell everywhere, as far as the eye can see, everything is broken Porcelain bowls and glasses, and scattered furniture without a single piece.

Juan Qingshu glanced at the skinny woman curled up in the corner in the distance, endured the severe pain all over her body and rushed to the bathroom, only then saw her current appearance in the broken and blurred mirror.

Juan Qingshu turned on the faucet, but no water came out. She reached out and grabbed the tissue beside her to wipe off the blood on her forehead. What appeared in the mirror was the same face as Juan Qingshu when she was 14 years old.

Juanqingshu is a little lost, he has timetraveled, to another world, Juanqingshu who looks exactly like him?

There was a tingling pain in the sea of ​​consciousness. The memory of the original body flooded into Juan Qingshu's sea of ​​consciousness like a tide. The pain was so painful that I passed out.

The skinny woman in the corner supported her body, her hair was messed up, and she groped into the bathroom. She raised her foot and kicked her cheap son. Seeing that he was still awake, she kicked the boy in the abdomen harder.

The boy who fell on the ground grunted, finally opened his eyes, and woke up faintly.

Juan Qingshu looked at the woman in front of her who was unkempt and dirty and couldn't even see her face clearly, thinking that this woman should be the mother of this body.

The house is still a mess, full of traces of being mopped up by debt collectors. In the past, such a situation was cleaned up by Juan Qingshu.

"Clean up the house and make a meal. I'll eat when I wake up." After finishing speaking, the woman returned to her bedroom, slammed the door, and went to sleep.

Juan Qingshu looked at the woman who bossed her with indifference, as if the cowardly woman who knelt and begged for mercy to the debt collector just now was not her.

Juan Qingshu opened his shirt, revealing the young boy's frail body. His pale upper body didn't even have a piece of good flesh. It was full of bruises, redness and swelling from being kicked, some kicked by the debt collector, and some were kicked by his mother, and the debt collector kicked heavily. , that woman kicked frequently.Juan Shuqing reached out and touched the protruding ribs in front of her chest, and sighed softly, this body must be so thin that only bones remain.

The beginning of the article "President's Beloved Brother" narrates the death of Yuanchen. Yuanchen's mother sold Yuanchen to the clubhouse. Yuanchen refused to follow suit and escaped from the clubhouse. .Although the summary of the story didn't say how to torture to death, Juan Qingshu couldn't take the simple word "torture to death" lightly at all.

As an early cannon fodder character, the original body was killed in Chapter 2 of the novel.

Juan Qingshu was flipping through the overview of the plot in the Sea of ​​Consciousness, when there was a sudden sound of chaotic footsteps in the corridor, the footsteps were getting closer and closer, and then there was a loud bang and bang caused by the iron rod hitting the door, this sound must be It's not something that ordinary neighbors can create. It's definitely another gangster who came to his gambling mother to collect debts.Juan Qingshu straightened up quickly, raised his hand to lock the bathroom door, looked up at the rusty and dilapidated doors and windows beside him, thinking about the possibility of escaping.

Juan Qingshu opened the window, jumped, and went out through the window.

Finally escaping, Juan Qingshu kicked on the broken shoes that didn't fit her feet, and ran out with all her strength.

It's just that he just ran to the entrance of the alley when he was grabbed by two men in leather jackets. They turned over and clasped his hands, and Juan Qingshu couldn't even use his strength to struggle.

Juan Qingshu felt pain in his wrist, knowing that with his current strength he would not be able to break free, so he could only let Jia Kenan drag him towards the dilapidated house.

As soon as Juan Qingshu entered the door, someone pushed her down to the ground. When Juan Qingshu raised her eyes, she saw the slovenly woman squatting in the corner again.

At this time, the slovenly woman also looked up at Juan Qingshu, and the moment she saw Juan Qingshu, her gray eyes showed a resurgent light, and the woman hurriedly shouted, "I still have money, I still have money , don't hit me, don't hit me again. This is my son. He can sweep the floor, cook, and do a lot of work. He is still pretty, and many girls next to him secretly like him. I sold him To you, I'll sell him to you."

Juan Qingshu was stunned for a moment, he really didn't expect that the plot would start on the first day he wore it, and he would be "tortured to death" on the first day he took office.

The leading man with a scar was playing with the dagger in his hand, scratching Juan Qingshu's immature cheek with the sharp blade.

"He looks pretty good, but he's a little thinner. Since I can't find any money, I'll take this person away, and treat it as the interest you paid this month." The man with the scar turned his back on his emotions as he spoke. arm.

Juan Qingshu took a step back, avoiding the outstretched hand of the scarred man, with a calm face, looked up at the knife-scarred man who was a head taller than him, and said quietly, "I will pay back the money this woman owes." .Give me a month, and I will pay you back all the money she owes you."

Hearing the young man's clear voice, the man with the scar was stunned for a moment, "You boy, you are tough, it's a pity``````" the man with the scar raised his slender chin as he spoke, and looked at the man in front of him seriously. A thin young man, "It's a pity that he looks more handsome than Chu Xi in that clubhouse. With such a face, it is naturally best to make the best use of everything."

Juan Qingshu's heart sank to the bottom of the valley. He knew that it was useless to ask any more, so he simply pursed the corners of his lips. Using his hands cleverly, he grabbed the dagger from the scarred man's hand, and stabbed the scarred man's chest with his backhand. Scar was caught off guard. The man was stabbed in the chest by a dagger that suddenly struck, and he opened his eyes wide in disbelief at the young man who ran away.

"Grab him." After finishing speaking, the man with the scar fell to the ground clutching his chest, bleeding profusely.

Before the group of men recovered from the sudden change, Juan Qingshu had already run to the door. The moment he opened the door, the man guarding the door raised his leg and kicked him in the abdomen, even though Juan Qingshu had already raised his hand to resist , still hurting from being kicked, Juan Qingshu, who fell to the ground, ignored the pain in her abdomen, and rushed out with her legs.

There was the sound of knives piercing through the air behind him, and Juan Qingshu's back and legs felt the sharp pain of being pierced by sharp objects.

But Juan Qingshu couldn't stop, he didn't dare to stop, he could only run forward enduring the severe pain all over his body.

Red blood splattered all the way, dotted with dots.

It wasn't until Juan Qingshu finally escaped from the dirty and chaotic alleys and ran into the busy avenue that he breathed a sigh of relief, he was finally safe.

"Bang" with a loud noise.

Juan Qingshu watched her body fly straight up, drawing a semi-circular arc, and smashing heavily into the black road.

The blue sky was cloudless, and on the pitch-black road, red blood flowed out, immediately staining the boy's skirt red.

The group of gangsters who were chasing after looked at the car accident in front of them, and retreated back to the alley, out of everyone's sight.

A slender and handsome young man stepped out of the black BMW car. He looked at the young man who was knocked into the air by him, frowned, walked to the young man, reached out and felt the young man's pulse, to make sure that he was still alive, and then After checking the boy's injuries, the handsome young man picked him up horizontally, put him into his car, and drove away.

Although the gangsters who retreated to the alley looked unwilling, they also knew that they could not make trouble on this surveillance-filled avenue, so they turned and left.