From cannon fodder to protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

Facts have proved that as long as he has a high IQ, any hell-level decryption game is a paper tiger in front of him. Cen Fei's brain is constantly running, and his fingers slide left and right on the screen, almost without a pause.

During the whole process, Liang Yiqiu just sat and watched Cen Fei operate, shouting 666 incessantly, opened a pack of caramelized melon seeds and peeled them. After peeling a small handful, he fed them one by one. Cen Fei's mouth.

Liang Yiqiu brought his finger to Cen Fei's mouth, and Cen Fei opened his mouth to swallow the melon seeds he sent, like a serious little hamster, puffing up his cheeks, staring at the screen with sparkling eyes.

Liang Yiqiu secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, thinking that he looked so cute, he almost wanted to hug him and kiss him.

But Liang Yiqiu had the guts to peel the melon seeds faster, so that the little hamster would be full and plump.

In the blink of an eye, it was early morning, and Cen Fei finally cleared all the levels of this decryption game. This was the first time he hadn't slept at this time. He put down his phone and yawned, with crystal drops of water seeping out of the corners of his eyes.

Liang Yiqiu wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and asked him, "Are you sleepy?"

Cen Fei hummed softly, covered his mouth and yawned again, and led Liang Yiqiu upstairs in a buoyant manner.

Only Cen Fei lived in the villa for a long time, so apart from Liang Yiqiu, almost no other outsiders came here. There are several guest rooms in the villa, but they have not been cleaned for a long time, and there is no room for people. Cen Fei Lead Liang Yiqiu to his bedroom and say to him, "You can sleep in a room with me tonight."

At that time, Liang Yiqiu was secretly looking at Cen Fei's bedroom. The moment he heard his words, there seemed to be a wave of heat rising from the soles of his feet and rushing straight to his ceiling. Countless video clips were in Liang Yiqiu's mind. In a flash, the lonely man and the widow are living together in a room, burning firewood and rubbing their ears and temples together, fighting at the head of the bed and fighting at the end of the bed...

If Wang Ge is here now until what Liang Yiqiu thinks in his heart, he must ask about the friendship he promised before?

Liang Yiqiu had a lot of thoughts, but nothing happened that night. Cen Fei was so tired that he didn't even take a shower. He just brushed his teeth and went to bed.After Liang Yiqiu came out of the bathroom, he saw Cen Fei who was huddled under the quilt with only half of his head exposed. He had already fallen asleep.

Liang Yiqiu lifted the quilt and lay down beside Cen Fei carefully, not daring to make a sound.

Cen Fei was not very honest when he was sleeping, he felt something approaching beside him, he rolled over and directly arched into Liang Yiqiu's arms, he put his head on Liang Yiqiu's chest, his hands and feet tightly wrapped around his body.

In the dark night, his warm breath fell on his chin, and Liang Yiqiu's heart seemed to be stroked gently with soft feathers, itching and numb.

He raised his arms and took Cen Fei into his arms, kissed the top of his head, and said to him, "Good night, little idiot."

The next morning, before six o'clock, Cen's father and Cen's mother finally rushed back from other places. Cen's mother worried about her face and asked Cen's father anxiously: "I don't know what happened to Xiaofei? He promised to come back last night, but he missed the appointment again."

Cen's father patted Cen's mother on the shoulder, comforting her and saying, "Xiao Fei can understand us."

Cen's mother was still not at ease. They always told Cen Fei that they could not accompany him often in order to let him live a better life, but in fact these words were more like comforting themselves. You don’t have to run around every day like this, but people are always greedy. One hundred thousand is not enough to want a million, and one million is not enough to want ten million. For these, I can only ignore my family.

After they got home, Cen's mother changed her slippers, took off her camel coat, and went up to the second floor. The door of Cen Fei's bedroom was not locked. She gently opened the door and looked at the room through the crack. situation.

She saw her Xiaofei lying on the same bed with another boy, the boy held Cen Fei in his arms, both of them had flushed faces, and they were still fast asleep.

Mother Cen breathed a sigh of relief, without saying anything, quietly closed the door of Cen Fei's room, and went downstairs to prepare breakfast for them.

When Liang Yiqiu came down from upstairs, he saw a middle-aged couple sitting on the sofa in the living room watching TV. They should be Cen Fei's parents. Liang Yiqiu, who was in the middle of the stairs, waited for him to come down. Mother Cen spoke first and asked him with a smile, "Are you Xiaofei's friend? This is the first time I saw him bring a friend home."

Liang Yiqiu nodded, his mind was still a little confused, he had just slept with Cen Fei last night, and met his parents this morning, this speed of development made him a little bit unacceptable.

Cen's mother then asked him: "Breakfast is ready, do you want to eat now? Or do we have to wait a while?"

"Cen Fei is still taking a shower, wait for him."

This morning Liang Yiqiu was in a daze, and would let out a smirk from time to time. He was also absent-minded when doing the questions, and he couldn't write a single word after biting the pen in his hand for a long time.

Cen Fei had already finished writing two sets of papers, and when he looked up again, he found that Liang Yiqiu was still looking at the one he had just seen, and asked him, "Why haven't you finished this paper yet?"

Liang Yiqiu was taken aback by Cen Fei's sudden question, and before he could react, Cen Fei took the paper in front of him.

Cen Fei looked at Liang Yiqiu's math paper, and the two brows on his eyes frowned more and more tightly. Finally, he slapped the paper on the table and asked him: "You got half of the twelve multiple-choice questions wrong, how do you answer?" What's the matter?"

"Uh..." Liang Yiqiu was at a loss for words. He couldn't tell Cen Fei that he was thinking about sleeping with him last night, so he took the paper back and comforted Cen Fei with a smile on his face, saying, "I will immediately Change it immediately, baby, don't be angry."

"What do you call me?" Cen Fei asked Liang Yiqiu with wide eyes.

The sentence "baby" just now was completely uttered by Liang Yiqiu unconsciously. He covered his mouth and shook his head vigorously, "It's nothing, I'm going to start doing the questions."

After the Lantern Festival, all seniors will start school, and Liang Yiqiu's grades in the entrance exams have rushed to the third place in the class. You must know that at this time last year, his grades in six subjects did not exceed three digits.

A few days after the school exam, Liang Yiqiu transferred an art student to Liang Yiqiu's class. He was a male student who studied painting. He was a little melancholy and sensitive. Qiu told Cen Fei.

Cen Fei hadn't been able to see that male classmate until the Ching Ming Festival holiday, when he was waiting for Liang Yiqiu at the school gate, followed by a male classmate who shrugged his shoulders and lowered his head, separated from Liang Yiqiu. At a distance that is neither far nor near.

Cen Fei suddenly knew the reason why he came to this world. It turned out that he was not superfluous, and his existence was to create beautiful encounters for other people.

In the plot set in this world, he is also very good friends with Liang Yiqiu, Liang Yiqiu brought sunshine and warmth to his life, and later, he gave these to other people, and gradually got along with I alienate myself, that person is the new transfer student in Liang Yiqiu's class.

And because of jealousy, he did a lot of wrong things. He wanted to find someone to force the transfer students to leave No. [-] High School, drugged Liang Yiqiu, threatened Liang Yiqiu to be with him, and his family background was slapped in the face.

His final outcome was that he committed suicide by jumping off a building because of worsening depression.

"Why...why are you crying? Who bullied you?" From a long distance, Liang Yiqiu saw Cen Fei's red eyes with tears glistening in them. He took out a pack of tissues from his pocket and took out one to wipe the tears off Cen Fei's face.

Cen Fei shook his head, pursed his lips, looked at Liang Yiqiu in front of him, and said to him, "It's okay, sand got into my eyes just now."

"Really?" Liang Yiqiu didn't believe it,

"Ah."

Seeing that Cen Fei didn't want to talk about it, Liang Yiqiu didn't ask any further, and just told him: "If someone bullies you, you must tell me, no matter how you say it, I'm still a bully!"

"Understood." Cen Fei answered with his head down.

After walking for a while, Cen Fei suddenly asked, "How is the new transfer student in your class?"

"Him? I don't know. I haven't noticed. I'm studying every day. Besides looking at you, how can I do anything else?"

Cen Fei lowered his head and raised the corners of his mouth involuntarily.

In mid-April, the school will hold an art festival. Originally, this event has nothing to do with 90.00% of the nine senior high school students. They just need to be spectators for half a day on the day of the art festival. However, Liang Yiqiu recommended himself to the teacher , Said that he wanted to perform a show on stage.

Of course, the teacher refused to let me. I knew that the rehearsals and exercises of the art festival would be too time-consuming. The seedlings of key universities like Liang Yiqiu should stay in the classroom and study hard.

Finally, Liang Yiqiu found Director Ma. Director Ma knew that many famous people in society would be invited to the art festival, including Liang Yiqiu’s father. He naively thought that he wanted to perform for his father, so he decided to He agreed, but in order not to delay his study, he was specially approved not to participate in the usual practice, as long as he participated in a rehearsal the day before the art festival.

On the day of the art festival, Cen Fei was sitting under the stage with a small vocabulary book and was concentrating on reciting vocabulary words. Suddenly, he heard a burst of cheers, and countless girls called Liang Yiqiu's name.

He looked up blankly, and saw Liang Yiqiu standing on the stage wearing a blue suit and black trousers, holding a guitar in his hand, smiling in his direction.