Transmigrating Into The Heartthrob’s Cannon Fodder Childhood Friend

Song Yu: "......"

Song Yu: "Not everyone is as shallow as you, and only money is in their eyes."

Song Wanying sneered. As the only daughter of the Song family and the top celebrity in city a, the most disdainful and indispensable thing is money. Ok?

"Good, good," said Song Wanying insincerely, "I am superficial, I wish your pure love will be cultivated as soon as possible. It is so powerful, I will take people home to my parents during the New Year."

The last sentence is simply provocative.

He probably had his leg broken when he took it home. No, why did he bring Xie Sui back to Song's house for the New Year? !

Song Yu: "Why do you talk so much? You hang up."

He was really out of mind and wanted to tell Song Wanying about this.

Song Yu went back to the apartment by himself. After taking a shower, he went to bed with his head stuck in the soft pillow, thinking something was wrong.

He scratched his head, sat up, and took out his cell phone to send a message to Xie Sui. Only after typing a line, after reading for a long time, I deleted it again, and deleted it after typing a line. He hesitated for seven or eight minutes, pulled the corner of his lips, and chose to sleep.

"Why are you so innocent, big brother? You kissed it first, even if it was an accident, it wouldn't be a loss."

He muttered to himself.

He closed his eyes, and then changed his signature to show Xie Sui.

[We are too young to know how to love and be loved, just because our hearts have been hurt]

You know what I mean?

It's just that Xie Sui didn't understand it until he didn't. Someone from a group posted this to the forum, and the whole forum "understood" it.

[Kang Kang Yu brother's signature, what do you mean? 】

Main building: I changed it at one o'clock in the morning. Fuck me. I didn't sleep in the middle of the night and made such a sigh. What happened to Brother Yu?

1l: How can I be troubled by love. The people in love are not all hypocritical and earthy. [Cute nose] I didn’t expect Brother Yu to be such a cool man, he would also embark on this road of no return.

2l: Look at this stupid style. How do I feel that Brother Yu copied it from Baidu's "Annual Sad Personality Signature".

3l: Brother Yu was scumbed by a bad woman? ? ?

4l:? Can we say a word in cp's sorrow and peace [wish to speak and stop.jpg]

5l: What? Brother Yu was crying by the bad woman?

6l: I'm so sad, my heart is hurt

7l: Brother Yu cried, I'm not alive [cry][cry][cry]

other people:"......."

This building became a late-night mourning brigade tonight.

Song Yu went home on Sunday.

After a night, Grandma Meng really lost most of her anger, and she whispered softly to him: "If you don't like the Qin family's child, you don't have to go. Give someone a slap, or else, don't do it next time."

Song Yuxin said, as long as Qin Mo doesn't come to provoke him and Xie Sui who will care about him, he will be obedient, and there will be dimples when he smiles: "Well, I see."

Do homework in the garden in the afternoon.

Song Yu received news from Ma Xiaoding.

[Sadako does not forget the well digger:? Brother Yu, are you crying? ! 】

[Sadako does not forget the man who digs the well: God, what happened to you when the Internet cafe was out of power qwq]

Song Yu almost couldn't hold his cell phone firmly, and he didn't want to remember what happened when the Internet cafe was powered off, okay?

[Your husband Yu: Did you wake up? 】

What's the blind comparison?

Ma Xiaoding sent him a link to the forum.

[Sadako does not forget the well-digger: qwq tragedy caused by your signature]

Song Yu clicked on his cell phone to enter the building. The front was normal, and the back was full of [嚎啕大哭] expressions, a series of crying brigade, "I'm broken in love, oooo", "Brother Yu is crying, I'm dead", Tears flowed back into a river. He was dazzled. When did he cry, why didn't he know?

However, Song Yu returned to look at his signature, choked with saliva, and coughed in embarrassment.

I quickly deleted it with a guilty conscience, wondering if his brain was flooded yesterday.

[Sadako does not forget the man who digs the well: I will ask God, he is the nearest to you, what happened that day qwq]

"Fuck!" Song Yu stared straight. I quickly typed "Don't Ma Xiaoding", but before sending a sentence, another message from Ma Xiaoding came.

[Sadako does not forget the well digger:? ? ? Thank God for telling the secret. What? 】

Song Yu: "......"

[Your husband Yu::)]

It was a message from Xie Sui to quit.

[Xie Sui: Are you crying? 】

Song Yuxin stopped for a moment, and his calm mind, which had finally been calm, was messed up again.

[Your husband Yu: How is it possible] I have never cried in my life.

[Xie Sui: That's good]

After a minute, another message came slowly over there.

[Xie Sui: I thought I made you cry]

Song Yu: "............"

[Your husband Yu: Discuss something with you! It turned out to be an accident! Let's just assume that nothing happened last night, okay? 】

[Xie Sui: Good]

I thought I had to go to school on Monday to make it clear, but I didn't expect to make a mistake, so I talked about it today.

Song Yu let out a long sigh of relief. He wanted to ask Xie Sui "have you figured it out clearly", but his fingers stopped on the chat interface, his eyelashes trembled, and he gave up.

Looking at Xie Sui's attitude, he should think clearly. They are all teenagers who are in the beginning of love. How can they be so natural to the people they like!

Xie Sui put down the phone and smiled faintly.

Tell yourself, in a hurry. He is surprisingly patient with this child.

His eyes fell on the computer again, and the rows of files above were transferred to the mailbox, all related to the "Xie Group".

Xie Sui's dark eyes turned indifferent.

He was in power in the Xie family for many years in his previous life and knew the inside of the Xie Group well. With his help, Qu Rong was easily promoted to Xie Mingsen.

[Qu Rong: Seeing what Xie Dong said, Xie Mingsen should be transferred out of the headquarters next year, first to take over "Xin Rui" and become the CEO. 】

Xinrui is a technology company under Xie's, and its development prospects are very promising. Rather than being transferred, it would be better to say that Xie Sinian gave Xie Mingsen a springboard to make him make some achievements. Persuade a group of people on the board of directors of the headquarters to take over Xie's in the future.

But, I am afraid that this elder son is destined to disappoint him.

Xie Sui's memory is particularly good. The scandal of Xinrui in his previous life seems to have happened to Xie Mingsen.

The game developed was plagiarized by the defendant, and user information was exposed. The stock price fell rapidly, the capital chain was broken, and Xinrui's turnover was difficult. Xie's headquarters made a move later to save the situation.

The finger tapped twice on the table.

Xie Sui chuckled slightly, his eyes cool.

It would be too boring to live again and repeat the experience of the previous life. From the illegitimate child of the Xie family, who was not recognized, to the complete reshuffle of the Xie family’s board of directors, he only took three years. This time, I am afraid it will be earlier. He will return to Xie's house sooner or later, and before that, he must first give them a surprise.

[Pay attention to Xie Mingsen's decision, there are some words that can be recorded]

[Qinghe Mansion, at the end of the year, go there]

[Qu Rong: Good]

Xie Sui turned his pen, and then received a call from Xu Shien.

He lowered his eyes, but his tone was calm: "Hey, auntie."

Xu Shien’s words suppressed excitement, pretending to be sad and angry: “A Sui, my auntie finished reading the last diary. After reading it, she trembled with anger. It took a long time to get over. My hard-failed sister, oh, what? In such a thing! Qin Qiuyun is simply not a person. I have already contacted people. I am investigating the Chengnan Guild Hall. I will definitely give your mother a fair. I want Qin Qiuyun to know that in city a, our Xu family is not easy to provoke. ."

Xie Sui hooked his lips, mocking, but his tone was sad: "Thank you, auntie."

Xu Shien said: "When Qin Qiuyun comes down, A Sui, you can go back to city a. Grandma and grandpa miss you very much."

Xie Suiman carelessly: "En."

He was not interested in biting their dogs, Qin Qiuyun didn't even let him do it.

The purpose of the Xu family and Xu Shien is very obvious. The Xu family wants to use him as a **** and become a point of contact with the Xie family. And Xu Shien was even more courageous, coveting the position of the mother-in-law, and was about to move for years.

The one he encountered the most in City A was such a fool who thought he was smart.

The Xu family is not easy to provoke, but the Qin family is easy to provoke? Even if Qin Qiuyun has not been treated by the Qin family, she was unexpectedly married to Xie Sinian.

But after all, his surname is Qin.

Xie Sui hung up and smiled playfully.

On Monday, Song Yu brought the book and went straight out.

"You don't need to send it to Uncle Ma, I will take the bus myself."

Grandma Meng mumbled: "Wait a lot of time waiting for the bus, what should I do if I am late?"

Song Yu: "Isn't it still early?"

He really didn't want to be in the same car with Ma Xiaoding. It was a nightmare to hear him forcefully ask what happened in the Internet cafe that day.

When getting on the bus, Song Yu suddenly attracted the attention of a car.

But he got used to it too, and raised his eyes lazily without speaking.

As soon as he stood firmly with his hand ring, the girl next to him suddenly whispered, "Brother Yu, do you want to sit down?"

Song Yu looked at her brightly and raised his eyebrows. He is not old, weak, sick or pregnant. What seat should be given to him, and said lightly: "Thank you, sit down."

The girl looked at him carefully, and continued to whisper: "Brother Yu, are you okay?"

Song Yu: "???"

The girl became bold and said solemnly: "You deserve better."

"......"

Oh, come to think of it, everyone thought he was scumbag.

Okay, he doesn't bother to explain, it's better to be scummed than to be kissed.

After getting off the bus and buying a cup of soy milk on the side of the street, Song Yu bit his straw and walked to school.

The bus station is at the crossroads, half a block away from the school gate.

He walked halfway, and suddenly heard the movement of a fight, coming from a cramped alley ahead.

There were a few faint curses, "Why are you just like this? You look very rich and expensive, and the living expenses are so little?"

The voice of the teenager was mixed with crying, "This is my breakfast money for a month."

"I don't believe it! You must be hiding, if you don't beat you, your kid doesn't have a long memory!"

"There really isn't oh oh oh oh, really not."

"No? Then wouldn't you **** ask your mother for more next time!"

Punches and kicks that rained down. Moaning and crying sounded in the alley, and there was no small movement.

Song Yu finished the soy milk in one sip and took a step forward. Seeing the scene clearly, the boy who was beaten was wearing a middle school uniform, thin and weak, squatting in the corner crying.

And another group of people, who are tall and big, are also wearing school uniforms, but it says that it is 13th Middle School, which is probably a group of scum collecting protection fees everywhere.

"Bring five hundred over tomorrow, without you--ah!" The soy milk cup that was drunk was smashed directly, hitting the back of the head of the head, there was a little left in it, and it splashed directly on him.

The boy who was soaked in soy milk was furious and turned around: "Who!"

Song Yu didn't carry his schoolbag, with a book in his hand, against the light, mocking: "Your father, me."

He is tall and long, with fair and delicate skin, and the pupils under his thin eyelids are shallow and sharp.

The headed young man was furious: "You **** want to die."

It's just that he hasn't got angry yet, and the person next to him has been grabbed by the sleeves of his shirt. The person looked at Song Yu with some fear and whispered, "Boss, this person seems to be a new school bully."

The young man was taken aback, his expression still gloomy: "What is he afraid of? He is alone."

The person next to him swallowed his mouth: "Last time he was alone, so he killed the Gaofeng group."

Gao Feng, they still know each other. The young man was silent for a long time, and cursed sternly: "Unlucky, if you are lucky, I will be late, otherwise your mother won't know who beat you."

Song Yu sneered, standing at the door of the alley, blocking like a **** of plague, "What anxious, did I let you go?"

"......"

A group of people in No. 13 Middle School.

"Don't cue my mother all day long, call grandma, understand, son."

There was wailing in the alley, and a group of people in the last thirteenth middle school left money and crawled away crying and shouting.

Song Yu knelt down and helped him pick up his eyes.

The boy raised his head, he was very thin, his skin was milky white, his eyes were red like a rabbit, and his lips were still shaking.

Seeing his face clearly, Song Yu felt a little familiar. Hey, don't you just test the person in front of him monthly?

Put on the glasses like a bulky bookworm, take off the glasses is a cry... rabbit?

Song Yu returned his eyes and asked the soul question: "Brother, what is your name, how can you always meet this kind of scum?"

"Thank you Brother Yu," his hands are still trembling now, his eyes are red, aggrieved and afraid, "I, my name is Ren Wenhan."

Song Yu chewed his candy and looked at him questioningly, without comforting others, and said, "Go to school first, you're almost late."

Ren Wenhan sniffed, tears fell again, "Good."

He held his schoolbag tightly in his hands and put on his glasses, making him look very thin and pitiful.

However, after such a toss, the class bell rang as they stepped into the school.

The dean of teaching has been very strict in catching lateness recently. He held a horn and yelled angrily: "All those who come in behind will come over to me and stand! I'll be late on Monday, what are you going to school?"

A group of students in a hurry, wailing and giving up resistance, stood silently in a row at the door, like a welcoming brigade.

Song Yu sighed inwardly, his luck was really bad.

Ren Wenhan next to him was still crying, sobbing, "I'm sorry, Brother Yu, it's me who caused you."

Song Yu contained sugar: "Don't blame you, I am in a bad mood, and thank you for sending me a group of vented people."

Ren Wenhan looked at him blankly.

The young man's profile stood tall and handsome in the golden morning light, and he was also dressed in school uniform. There was a kind of vigorous vigor on him like grass growing, and his attitude was lazy and different.

His breathing was stagnant, and he couldn't help clutching his schoolbag with his fingers.

Someone nearby cursed: "The whole school has been wiped out, and there are too many things, and I still stand for early self-study. When he leaves, I will slip away."

"Shushanlou was also him last time, shit, look for a chance to beat him up."

"Set a sack, block the street corner, and then blame Song Yu. Isn't he a school bully? We told him what the school bully should do, but he is not as stupid as he is."

"I said he had any sense of presence in this school bully, and that day was a little more majestic."

Song Yu's tongue was rolled with candy, as if they were a bunch of idiots.

The dean of teaching finally pulled the man who was trying to run away on a bicycle, pulled him by the collar, put him next to Song Yu, sneered again and again: "Run? Are you still running? I have been teaching for so many years and have not been able to run away from me. student!"

The bicycle student forced a smile: "Teacher, I just helped the old woman across the road."

Dean: "Coincidentally, the people in front of you said the same thing. According to your statement. The red street light at the school gate, an average of one old woman passed by one minute."

The bike can't laugh.

The instructor yelled at his face with a loudspeaker: "If you are late, you will be late and sophistry, five thousand words review!"

After teaching this one, the dean of instruction held a trumpet to Song Yu. He stopped teaching bad students when Song Yu looked up.

The two have big eyes and small eyes.

Dean: "Why are you again?!"

The student who ran faster than a rabbit last time in Shushanlou.

Master Extinction has always been selfless and selfless, and he is not afraid of Song Yu's background. When he sat upright, the mayor asked what he was afraid of.

Song Yu: "Good teacher."

Dean: "...speak, why are you late."

Song Yu chuckled, "I've been brave enough to see righteousness."

"What?"

"A group of thugs in No. 13 Middle School bullied our No. 1 middle school students. As a school tyrant, of course I have to take the lead and stop this evil.

Ren Wenhan's eyes were still red, and weakly raised his hand: "I...I can prove it."

Dean:"......."

Gao Feng and a group of people: "........"

When they heard the school bully, they all turned their heads, like sunflowers, their eyes were full of shock.

"Song Yu?!"

Gao Feng was the first to call out.

Song Yu smiled: "hi."

Gao Feng:-Fuck!

Can you stop being hi, **** he doesn't want to hear this word again in his life.

The dean was dubious, and suddenly the headmaster's voice sounded behind him: "What are you doing? Why are they all standing in a row."

The dean turned his head and found that not only the principal, but also two vice principals, both following a tall boy.

"Principal, I'm punishing late students."

The principal was cheerful, with a kind tone: "Then you don't have to stand at the door. The students still want face, just ask them to go back and write a review."

Dean of Education: "......Yes."

The students who fought in a row subconsciously looked at the teenager of the same age.

The clothes are expensive, the temperament is pampering, and the smile is gentle and gentle. Everyone was looking at him, but his eyes looked at Song Yu, not very warm: "Song Yu?"

Song Yu's eyes were cold.

Qin Mo did not give in.

In fact, at first he had a good impression of Song Yu. He liked all the good-looking people, and both men and women were the same. Song Yu's temperament is also very similar to his taste, and his performance on the terrace is cold and crazy, and it is probably very interesting to play. But after Song Yu showed his dislike for him so obviously, his likes faded. Before encountering this kind of troublesome, he would use some less gentle methods to make them succumb.

But he was from the Song family and he was too afraid. After healed his mind, the more I watched, the more annoying.