Why?This is obviously a surrogate abuse article [Transmigration Book]

Berlin, Germany.

Local time is AM.

Bai Xiyu was sweating profusely. He was sitting on the soft cushion in the training room. He picked up his mobile phone and was about to rest for a quarter of an hour. When he turned on the screen at one o'clock, he saw Weibo trending search alerts and the latest news released with special attention.

Bai Xiyu flipped through Weibo, his face getting colder and colder, his fingers were so tight that he seemed to crush the fuselage.

He finally found Ruan Xiao's Weibo, and when he saw the number of followers, his mind suddenly swelled.

It was less than eight hours since Ruan Xiao registered on Weibo, and his current number of followers was displayed as 22.8.

It is conceivable that Zhou Muye's sudden interaction on Weibo attracted Ruan Xiao's traffic.

Bai Xiyu thought of his former self. Although he was called Yudi, he had only had more than [-] fans in the past few years since he actually participated in the competition. The number of fans began to increase in the past two years, and many of them were the result of marketing.

If this trend continues, as long as it takes a while, his popularity in the country will not be able to beat Ruan Xiao's popularity at all.

Two minutes later, Bai Xiyu stuffed his phone back into his bag, got up, took off the towel around his neck, and returned to the training ground.

Since Ruan Xiao took the phone, his whole body has been out of control.

He involuntarily developed a mentality similar to that of a nouveau riche.

I used to have nothing, and if I wanted to watch an [-] o'clock show, I had to please my young master. Now that I have my own mobile phone, I started to make up for the drama, and it was so dark.

Ruan Xiao started to go to bed early, but every morning she catches up on sleep in the Eight Generations of the Zhou Family's Phantom.

After class, he no longer joked with Qin Shuangqi. He was often seen lying on the table, but under the large coat, he covered his phone with his sleeve and watched the [-] o'clock episodes that he downloaded last night.

In the training ground, he became a little distraught, and often went to the toilet halfway, and it lasted for a quarter of an hour. Sometimes when he came out of the bathroom, his eyes were still wet and flushed.

The first person who noticed something was wrong was Zhou Muye.

In the past, after returning home from school, Ruan Xiao would eagerly go to Zhou Muye's room to borrow his cell phone after a good meal, and then stay in his room for three or four hours in the name of tutoring homework until eleven o'clock. Shirdi went back to the annex building.

But since winning the award that night, it has been a week, and Ruan Xiao hasn't had much face-to-face with Zhou Muye. If they weren't in the same class, going to and from school together every morning and evening, even if they lived together, they might not even see each other. .

Every day at the gate of the courtyard, Ruan Xiao cheered, "See you tomorrow, Ah Ye!"

Then he ran away without looking back, and even gave Ah Huang a perfunctory pat on the head.

On Friday, Zhou Muye turned down his face, stopped Ruan Xiao, and asked him, "Do you want to come to my room tonight?"

Ruan Xiao's footsteps froze, and he stopped for a moment: "What are you doing?"

Zhou Muye looked away: "Tutoring homework."

Ruan Xiao immediately realized what he meant, and smiled with his eyes wide open, and waved his hands happily: "No, no, no, thank you, I have a mobile phone."

Thumbs up to him again, grinning: "I don't know how to do my homework, so go to Xiaoyuan to search for the questions!"

After finishing speaking, he hurriedly ran to the back kitchen to eat.

Under the darkness of night, a man and a dog stood by the path.

Ah Huang crouched like a puppy, a little tired, and slowly squatted down, leaning on his front paws for support.

Today, Ruan Xiao left in such a hurry that he didn't even touch the dog's head.

Zhou Muye looked dull, and stood there for a while, licked his lower lip, then took out his phone, opened the video app, and logged in his phone number again.

When Ruan Xiao got the phone on the first day, because he hadn't opened an electronic account such as Alipay, he kept borrowing Zhou Muye's video account, because that account was a VIP with an annual card.

Zhou Muye seldom watched videos, so he didn't care if his account was lent out, and he didn't log in to watch it.

I don't know what he thought of today, a surprise inspection.

Because they share the same account, the videos that Ruan Xiao watched will be recorded in the personal center.

Zhou Muye flipped through his hand, his fingertips paused slightly.

He narrowed his eyes lightly, and murmured: "So that's how it is..."

In the list of records, it shows that Ruan Xiaolian watched a total of [-] episodes of TV series in a week last Sunday, with an average of five episodes per day.

A senior high school student who is about to participate in the figure skating provincial competition and has to train every day, can he find time to watch five episodes of TV series?

Zhou Muye turned to one of the video records.

The above shows that the playback time is this morning, at two o'clock in the morning.

Ruan Xiao's abnormality in the past few days was suddenly explained reasonably.

As for why he no longer went to Zhou Muye's room...

Zhou Muye lowered his eyelashes, and glanced coldly towards A Huang: "My face..."

Ah Huang raised his head and looked at the young master with round black eyes.

Zhou Muye stuffed the phone back into his trouser pocket, and said in a low voice, "Damn it's not as good as eight o'clock."

***

After a good meal, Ruan Xiao went back to the room to take a shower. After taking a shower, he turned off the lights before eight o'clock, climbed to the upper bunk, and turned on the video app.

Because he doesn't have to go to school tomorrow, he can probably watch it all night tonight.

Ruan Xiao lay comfortably on the soft blanket and sighed.

It's nice to have a mobile phone.

But when he opened the familiar video today, he was reminded that he needs a VIP member.

Ruan Xiao went to the personal center to check, only to find that for some reason, the account that Zhou Muye borrowed from him was disconnected.

Although Ruan Xiao was anxious, he really wanted to take care of Zhou Muye and borrow it again, but it's not good to always use someone else's account, so he had to become a member himself.

After thinking about it, he sent a message to Zhou Muye.

Ruan Xiao: [Ah Ye, can you fill me up as a member?I will pay you back the money tomorrow. 】

He does not have an electronic payment account and cannot do many things online.

After a while, news came from over there.

Zhou Muye: 【Use mine first, I'll get it for you tomorrow. 】

Ruan Xiao was facing the phone with his eyes crooked.

Ano is so nice.

Ruan Xiao logged in with Zhou Muye's mobile phone, but after two or three seconds, Zhou Muye sent him a verification code.

Ruan Xiao: [I'm on board, thank you, Ah Ye. [Love][Love][Love]]

When the text message was received, Zhou Muye was coming out of the back kitchen, and Ruan Manling was still sitting at the iron table behind him.

Zhou Muye stepped down the steps, looked at the series of pink and purple hearts on the chat interface, and put the phone back into his pocket expressionlessly.

fraud.

Before eight o'clock, my young master is nothing.

***

At ten o'clock at night, Ruan Xiao watched two episodes and was about to start the third episode when suddenly, the sound of keys opening the door came from the living room outside.

Then, Ruan Manling walked towards the door of Ruan Xiao's bedroom at a leisurely pace while rustling the plastic bags.

Every day when Ruan Manling came back from her work in the main house, she would come to the room to take a look at Ruan Xiao.

Hearing the movement, Ruan Xiao immediately pricked up his ears, quickly turned off the screen, stuffed the phone under the pillow, then closed the quilt and closed his eyes.

"Did you sleep at night?"

Almost the moment he settled down, the door was carefully pushed open, Ruan Manling poked her head in, and turned on a dim night light next to her.

Ruan Xiao closed his eyes, relaxed his face, and tried to make his breathing even.

He could feel Ruan Manling walking in lightly, and the light and shadow in front of his eyes dimmed, probably Ruan Manling was standing in front of the bed.

Ruan Xiao pursed his lips, smacked his mouth, then rubbed against the pillow, turned over and faced inside.

Holding the quilt behind his neck with one hand, he tucked it in.

Then, footsteps walked towards the door again, the night light was turned off with a snap, the room fell into darkness, there was the sound of the door opening, and then the door closing.

When the room was quiet again, Ruan Xiao immediately opened his eyes, even in the night, those black pupils were shining brightly.

He quickly took out his mobile phone from under the pillow, clicked to play, and the bright light from the screen shone on his radiant little face.

Only then did the hostess cry miserably: "Jia Ming—"

"Snapped!"

Suddenly the room was brightly lit.

Ruan Xiao's heart stopped suddenly, and he was at a loss for a moment.

This time, it was not the night light at the door, but the strong incandescent lamp in the center of the roof.

Ruan Xiao immediately raised his head in horror and looked towards the door.

Ruan Manling's hand was still on the switch on the wall, and her fat round face revealed the compassion and love of Maitreya Buddha.

Ruan Xiao said in a daze: "Mom..."

"I didn't expect that." Ruan Manling shook her head, rolled up her cuffs, and walked towards the bed, "My family can produce a talent like you."

Ruan Xiao almost broke out in a cold sweat. He sat up from the bed and squeezed his back to the corner: "Mom! Listen to me, I just woke up, check the time..."

He also tried to quibble.

Ruan Manling suddenly looked ferocious, stepped on the chair all at once, and the iron palm "hula" dragged Ruan Xiao who was on the upper bunk to the edge, and slapped him on the head with a "bang".

"Ruan Xiao, you are really promising!"

"mom!!!!--"

That night, Ruan Xiao's mournful cry resounded throughout Zhou's house.

***

The next afternoon, Ruan Xiao was sobbing and doing homework in the back kitchen. After doing it for a while, she put down her pen in pain, and leaned against the wall alone, wiping her tears with her head down.

When Zhou Muye took the Frisbee and led Ah Huang past the back door of the villa, what he saw was Ruan Xiao's pitiful appearance.

Zhou Muye lowered his eyes, smoothed the hair on the top of Ah Huang's head with one hand, and passed the Frisbee over.

The dog happily took a bite.

Zhou Muye walked into the back kitchen, hooked a chair with his long legs, and sat down in front of Ruan Xiao.

Ruan Xiao raised his red eyes and glanced at him, regardless of whether it was ugly or not, he continued to wipe away his tears, crying violently: "Ah... Aye..."

Zhou Muye sat carelessly, looking at him lazily: "What's wrong?"

Ruan Xiao shook his head slowly, with a bad look, slumped on the chair, tears in his eyes: "The phone was confiscated...I want to watch TV..."

"..."

Zhou Muye looked at him for a while, and said in a cold voice, "Do you know what Teacher Yao said about you?"

Teacher Yao is Ruan Xiao's choreographer teacher, and he has always been used to Ruan Xiao, so he couldn't bear to speak harshly in front of him, so he had to find Zhou Muye to report the situation.

Ruan Xiao came back to his senses, "Ah?" and raised his head to look at Zhou Muye: "Teacher Yao?"

"She said that you are getting less and less serious." Zhou Muye relayed the truth, "I have changed a lot of moves for you, but you haven't finished the free skating program yet, and she didn't expect this kind of progress. "

Ruan Xiao recalled all this week, blushed in shame, and lowered his head.

Zhou Muye said: "The teachers in the school have already acquiesced that you are a physical education candidate, and they don't ask you for academics, but you don't work hard in training."

When the pitch-black eyes looked at Ruan Xiao, they were a little light, a little light, but they looked very stern.

He asked the opposite side: "What do you want to do?"

Ruan Xiao felt as if he had been slapped for a while, thinking that recently he was addicted to TV dramas like an addiction, doing everything in a daze, which really disappointed the people around him.

"Aye, I was wrong..." Ruan Xiao has always listened to the words, and it is easy to reflect on himself, Wen Ning said in a voice, "It won't happen in the future... I won't watch TV in the future..."

Zhou Muye blinked his eyelashes lightly, stood up, and said, "It's not that you can't watch, but you must be restrained in everything. Aunt Ling is still angry now. Think about how to explain it to her."

"Okay." Ruan Xiao nodded.

Then, thinking of something, he looked up at Zhou Muye: "Ah Ye, can I still come to you at night?"

Zhou Muye kept his hands in his pockets and looked down at him from above.

Today, the young master's eyes are extremely cold.

He asked, "Why are you looking for me?"

Ruan Xiao couldn't lift his head under his eyes, and his voice lowered a bit without confidence: "Come to make up your homework..."

"Come and see the eight o'clock file?" Zhou Muye exposed it mercilessly.

Ruan Xiao blushed a little: "Just... there is still time to finish it, let's watch for a few more minutes..."

"Don't come here." Zhou Muye lowered his eyelashes and said, "I'll give you the phone directly, you can take it and read it yourself, and just return it before going to bed."

Ruan Xiao was still a little confused, and always felt that Zhou Muye was a little alienated today.

Zhou Muye didn't wait for Ruan Xiao to think clearly, turned around and walked towards the back door, and snorted lightly: "You are here to watch TV, it's the same with me or without me..."

A string in Ruan Xiao's mind suddenly twitched, and he suddenly understood Zhou Muye's anomaly.

"No, Ah Ye!" Ruan Xiao stood up all of a sudden, ran over and grabbed Zhou Muye's arm.

Zhou Muye stopped before the threshold, tilted his head, looked dignified, and did not speak.

Ruan Xiao walked around to Zhou Muye, looked up at him timidly, and said in a soft voice with a hint of comfort, "Aye, no...I've been a little addicted to TV dramas lately, so I seldom go to play with you, actually Kiki also complained to me...but, but that's not your problem, it's all because of..."

Ruan Xiao's face was flushed, his eyes wandered, and then he said in a very low voice: "It's all because the TV series is so good."

"Oh." Zhou Muye licked the corner of his lower lip, and said lazily, "I don't look good."

"..."

Ruan Xiao's dark eyes looked at Zhou Muye, a little innocent, a little pitiful, stained because he didn't know how to express himself.

Zhou Muye looked at him for a while, turned his eyes away, and looked distantly: "Ruan Xiao, I told you, I lost my memory and forgot many things in the past. You don't have to empathize with me now just because you liked me in the past... People will Change."

Ruan Xiao frowned, a little confused.

Zhou Muye paused for a moment, his bright jawline tightened, and he looked at Ruan Xiao again: "I won't act as a substitute for others, if you don't like my personality, just tell me, don't always catch me."

"What a substitute..." Ruan Xiao grabbed Zhou Muye's arm, his voice twisted with grievance, "How could I catch you?"

Zhou Muye took a step away from him and continued to walk outside.

Ruan Xiao stepped aside to block him, not letting him go.

The two circled back and forth twice.

Zhou Muye had to stop, his voice was cold: "If you have nothing to do, watch TV."

Ruan Xiao lost his mobile phone, was beaten by his mother, and made a mess of his life and studies this week, and now he has to be treated coldly by Zhou Muye. surge.

at last.

"Ah, don't say that about me!"

Ruan Xiao couldn't stand the grievance, so he stuck his head on Zhou Muye's chest, and cried out with a "wow": "You don't understand!"

"Sometimes...sometimes..."

"TV dramas are really more interesting than men!"

"........."

Zhou Muye looked out the door with a dull expression.

But his heart is colder than that of RT-Mart killing fish.

The author has something to say:

"About the fact that my boyfriend reported my mobile phone after being too clingy"

Author: Ruan Xiao