The male protagonist said he hates me [Quick Transmigration]

Wu Xiao's reputation was ruined.

It wasn't Chang Qing who did it.

Chang Qing walked slowly under the dim corridor lamp, a low hoarse voice came from the phone, "Come to hear me cry and beg for mercy?"

His tone was sarcasm, but also brought a sense of speechless numbness, and he was extremely desperate in this environment like an underground tunnel.

"Yes," Chang Qing said with a chuckle, "Are you aware of your mistake?"

The shallow breathing on the phone was a little quicker, as if he was irritated.

"Actually, if you sold your brother, I can still save you from fire and water." Chang Qing leaned against the wall, facing a door, he bent his knees against the wall, a little bored.

"You think I'll believe it?" Wu Xiao laughed at himself.

"Believe it or not."

Maybe it was poked in the heart, and there was no sound on the other end of the phone.

He didn't speak, but Chang Qing talked too much on purpose. "When we meet again, do you want to send my former partner to sleep forever?"

At the right time, there was a knock on the door, and Wu Xiao was taken aback.

He subconsciously looked at the rusted iron door, his Adam's apple slipped, and he spoke again, with a restrained voice, "I'm in my hometown."

"Oh, then you can open the door."

The knock on the door became louder and louder, as if he was about to pry open the iron door and rush in the next moment.

In the old house, the curtains were tightly closed, airtight, Wu Xiaowo gritted his teeth in the dark, "Why?"

"I've said it all. You are alone and helpless, you can only ask me."

Indeed, friendship in the entertainment industry is completely paper, including those four adulterers.

As for the heroine, she wished that the chief culprit who dragged her into hell would die.

"Then I won't believe you either. Are there media blocking the door now? Just trying to trick me out?"

Chang Qing said, "Your intelligence is really wasted when it is not necessary."

"Now, open the door immediately."

The knocking on the door also stopped, leaving only the impatient voice.

Wu Xiao turned his head, the phone has been hung up.

"Open the door." The voice remained the same.

Shaken for a moment, Wu Xiao gritted his teeth and sent the information, looked up again, his heart was beating.

This time, those four people have been offended, and the way out has been cut off. If Chang Qing lied to him...

Wu Xiao suppressed his emotions and walked towards the door, trembling more and more as he walked.He thought it was just to protect the crumbling iron door, and it would be knocked open anyway, yes, even if it was iron.

But... it's really the media.

They gathered around the outside, holding up their microphones and cameras, "Excuse me, are you really unspoken about those actresses? Can you disclose the identities of those actresses? How are you feeling now?"

The young and handsome man lost his sunny posture, his face was gloomy, "Get lost!"

The media was unmoved, relying on their large numbers, they still turned their microphones to Wu Xiao, and even made a move.

And Wu Xiao didn't close the door in time, it was inevitable.

His eyes fell on the mobile phone of a middle-aged man in the media, and the recording page had not been closed in time.The middle-aged man raised his face and smiled at him, "It's really useful, isn't it?"

That was Chang Qing's driver.

Wu Xiao was expressionless.

Sure enough, it was done.

The prank was successful, Chang Qing should be happy now, right?

...

Chang Qing was indeed very happy. He leaned against the wall, lowered his head and thought for a while, and couldn't help laughing.

Someone kicked his toes in the perspective, "What are you smirking at my door?"

With a smile on the corner of Chang Qing's lips, he stepped on the white sneakers until he couldn't move.

Black leather shoes and sneakers are quite harmonious.

"Do you know what politeness is?" His feet rolled over and over again.

Moved away again, the owner of the sneakers was trembling with anger, "My limited edition sneakers..."

dirty.

Chang Qing raised his head calmly, and saw a very young boy in a red sun uniform, with messy hair, as if he had just returned from playing.

The young man gave Chang Qing a vicious look, as if he was going to strip him alive.But when he saw Chang Qing's whole picture, he paused again, bent over to polish his shoes in a sinking breath, but his tone could not help being excited, "You blocked me at my door, did that guy Meng Yi send you here? Tell him, I won't go back. Also, pay me for my shoes!"

"No money."

The noble son of the chaebol said this sentence confidently.

Meng Ou was shocked, "I don't think you look like a poor man."

The black-haired young man has an exquisite appearance and a docile temperament. He is a standard aristocrat. He just stands in the corridor of the old apartment with dim light, and he looks out of place.

"You don't know me?" Chang Qing raised his eyelids.

That variety show had hundreds of millions of views, but Meng Ou had no idea who he was.This is the setting of the heroine in the entertainment circle. Even if the star is in front of the eyes, the heroine will ask ignorantly, "Who are you? I don't watch TV dramas and don't pay attention to the entertainment circle."

"I care who you are."

Holding the heroine's script in his hand, Meng Ou breathed out, "Go away, don't blackmail your father if you have nothing to do, your father has no money!"

The system said silently, then you are wrong.

Chang Dae is an old chaebol.

With the young men and women resisting, Chang Qing slowly took out a bunch of keys from his trouser pocket.

Meng Ou: "?"

Taking a step forward, the door slammed open.

Meng Ou pretended to be calm: "You fucking pervert??"

Chang Qing stepped into the room, smiling, "Introduce yourself, my name is Chang Qing, your new roommate."

Meng Ou: "...!!"

The serial calls all blew up the phone of the landlord's sister.

I also borrowed Chang Qing's cell phone.

"Fucking...cough cough cough, why did you rent the apartment to another person without my consent? What about the rent?" Meng Ou has always had a bad temper. At this moment, he is lying on his back and sleeping in the corner of the living room. Telephone.

He held back his anger and softened his attitude due to money.

"Then you can't mess with my mentality if you don't have money to buy clothes and bags... What? The rent will be halved?!"

"Well," Meng Ou said, "I suddenly feel that it's too lonely in one's apartment, and multiple roommates are also a good way to relieve loneliness."

After hanging up the phone, he was in a good mood, turned around, and met a pair of dark eyes.

"Relieve loneliness?" The new roommate's voice was low, unable to detect any emotion.

As long as it sounds good, it’s still a bit familiar, as if I’ve heard it somewhere before, probably the voices that sound good are similar.

Meng Ou took it for granted, "That's right, what else do you use your roommate to relieve loneliness? For my pity on sneakers, you have to play with your phone for a few hours today!"

"You don't have a cell phone?"

"It was broken when I ran away from home, and the card was frozen, so I had no money to buy it." Being disconnected from the Internet for more than half a month is really unbearable for ordinary people. It is estimated that Meng Ou wants to pay for this brick when he buys a mobile phone again.

"Then you can afford to rent a house and buy limited-edition sneakers?"

Meng Ou sighed, "I joined a small game company and lived on a meager salary. What about you?"

"Singing at the bar." Made it up.

Meng Ou was stunned, "No wonder I always think you are familiar, I probably went to the bar where you sang."

Chang Qing didn't continue to talk about this, he said, "Then my room?"

Meng Ou cleaned up the guest room next to his bedroom, and Chang Qing fell asleep after that.

As one day passed, Meng Ou's co-rental life changed ever-changingly.

In the past, the days were just passing by in a muddle, but now they are living in a muddle.

There is actually someone with worse life skills than him.

I still have to make an inch, "I'll do my laundry after you finish typing this one."

Meng Ou put down his phone angrily and left.There is no washing machine at home and they can only wash it by hand. Will he wash it for this garbage roommate because of a mobile phone?

He walked ahead, waiting for this heartless person to come and coax him.All the brothers around him supported him like this.

However, after a long time, he turned his head and saw Chang Qing leaning comfortably on the hard head of the bed, fingers flying, continuing to play his unfinished game.

Meng Ou: "Hmph!"

ignore.

Meng Ou: "Chang, Qing!"

Now someone cares about him.

The teammate on the other side of the microphone asked suspiciously, "Why do you call me Qingqing?"

Chang Qing paused slightly with his fingers.

Obviously, playing games met Changqing fans Qingqing group.

Before Meng Ou got to the bottom of it, Chang Qing's posture was perfect just a moment ago, and he returned to indifference after the war. The slightly upward arc of the corner of his mouth gave the human race an unfathomable and silent effect, a blockbuster effect.

"You won?" Meng Ou no longer studied the words of his teammates in the game, but stared at the person on the bed with round eyes.

Meng Ou was in the top ten in the game list, but the pig teammate couldn't turn over in that round. Chang Qing was watching from the side just now, and he didn't want to lose face so he took advantage of it.That's why he was surprised.

Chang Qing bent his lips towards him, "I was hacked by the whistleblower."

Meng Ou: "..." This is a dish.

He blushed, "You'd better stop playing games in the future."

"why?"

Because thinking about having another pig teammate in the game makes my liver hurt.

"I thought it was fun."

Meng Ou thought, you haven't played yet.

"After registering an account, I will take you to play."

Alas, I can't persuade him anyway, as long as he remembers his ID and avoids walking in the future.

Chang Qing said with a low smile, "Okay."

The two of them had nothing to say, and they had only known each other for a few days.Meng Ou tried his best to find a topic, he raised his eyes to see the light coming in from the black gauze curtains, unexpectedly it was noon and dinner was ready again.

"Your game is not bad," Chang Qing asked casually leaning on the bed, "Why don't you consider becoming a professional e-sports player?"

Slap, the person turned around and almost fell.

Chang Qing raised his eyes slightly, and sure enough, he saw the troubled young man staring at him like that, his indifferent expression froze for a moment. "What are you asking this for?"

The black-haired young man leaned on the head of the bed, and suddenly smiled, and as he straightened up, his body sank into the soft mattress.

He is obviously strong, but his eyes are half mocking, "Dream chasing is indeed too ethereal."

As if laughing at himself.

Meng Ou: "..."

There are many people who make music, but not all of them can pursue their dreams successfully.

Most of his anger subsided, but he was still stubborn.He raised his jaw slightly, and said reservedly, "I'm not like you, I've chased dreams after all."

"Oh?"

The contemptuous attitude made Meng Ou curl his lips, "I would have won the national e-sports championship long ago. If it wasn't for my finger being smashed, the world championship would be mine now."

"But your fingers look good." Chang Qing raised his eyebrows.

Meng Ou hesitated, "I am 25 years old now, not the golden age for e-sports."

"That's a pity."

"Well," the young man lowered his head, "it's a pity."

The atmosphere was silent, after all, it was a private matter.The black-haired young man pursed his lips, "...Is the meal ready?"

The topic changed too quickly and suddenly.

Meng Ou said unhappily, "Quickly get up and eat."

It turns out that Meng Ou lives directly with instant noodles, but there is Chang Qing who pays attention to the quality of life... Well, two people sitting at a small square table chatting and eating are warmer than alone.

The person turned around to serve the meal, Chang Qing suddenly thought of something while lying on the table, and asked, "Can I take a photo?"

"What are you shooting me for?"

"It looks good." Chang Qing spit out two words.

The young man who was busy under the dim light paused when he heard that he was carrying the plate.

Turning around, the black-haired young man looked tired and lazy, and his black eyes were shining, which did not seem to be fake.

Rarely praised.His facial muscles trembled, almost showing excitement, but he didn't want to be too obvious, so he said awkwardly, "Then take a picture." But it can only be a picture of the back, wearing an apron and cooking under the light or something.

"Can you post it in the group?"

Meng Ou was shocked, "It's a bit exaggerated."

"Recently, my friends asked me how I'm doing outside, so I can reassure them by the way."

Speaking of the word rest assured, Chang Qing smiled, his pale face brightened with inexplicable emotions.

Emotions are contagious, and Meng Ou was also a little bit happier. He continued to busy himself with his own affairs and said, "Send it, let it go."

OK……

Chang Qing tapped the phone screen with his fingertips.

Group Notes—A group of five adulterers.

Minutes passed with no pop-up message.

Chang Qing ate slowly, not in a hurry.

For a long time, it was as quiet as a flock of chickens—

Mr. Meng:? ? !

The fish finally caught up.Chang Qing laughed so hard that he couldn't hold the bowl steadily, and Meng Ou stood beside him in fear and supported his shoulders, fearing that he would fall off the chair and smash his precious blue and white porcelain tableware into pieces.

"They are still very worried," Chang Qing lazily raised the phone, "Do you want to send a voice message?"

Meng Ou was stunned, this good brother had known each other for a short time and the progress was too fast, but the voice had already been turned on, so he could only pretend to be a sunny and cheerful peer, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I take good care of Chang Qing. "

In the group: "..."

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The author has something to say:

On the first day of the holiday, my family pulled me up at 06:30 and told me to take me to relax, and then I climbed the mountain all morning.

I:? ?

It's so hot and tired 555

感谢在2021-04-1011:29:26~2021-04-1922:13:41期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 126 bottles of time passing away; 6 bottles of Lianyang; 3 bottles of blockchain;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!