After the Gloomy Little Blind Man Was Discovered Pretending to Be Blind

Yan Mingzhi looks beautiful, but he is a little blind man from the countryside. He got excellent grades, was admitted to a first-class school, and became roommates with three wealthy young men from prominent families. But he was born to be a bad guy, and he hated these three roommates the most in his life. Yan stared at them knowingly and hatefully, and decided to take revenge. On the way to take revenge, he used a notebook to write down his results one by one: [Does Shen Jitong think his singing is really good? ! It keeps buzzing in front of me all day long! He doesn't know it yet, but I secretly recorded his voice and synthesized it into the voice of Doi, and I will play it to him on the day he gets a girlfriend! [It doesn't matter if Ji Cen is good at playing games, but he was caught by me using a female account. He is such a fool. I will tell him tomorrow that I am actually a boy and make him feel uncomfortable for the rest of his life! [Quze has been showing off his abs in front of me all day long. It's disgusting! I secretly bought a bunch of little skirts and stuffed them into his closet, and put them on for him while he was sleeping. Attached: Photo jpg. Hum, wait until I send it out and ruin his reputation! Yan Mingzhi was happy to take revenge at first, but at some point his life changed—— Since he couldn't see, Shen Jitong drank from his water glass in front of him, Ji Cen raised his head in the bathroom and sucked his underwear, and Qu Ze put his little skirt on with his own hands... Yan Mingzhi's eyes widened in horror. He did not dare to retaliate and applied for changing dormitories. But on the day he moved out of the dormitory, Qu Ze stood at the door of the dormitory, stared at him and smiled gloomily. "Baby, why don't you continue to pretend to be blind?" ———— Reading Guide 1. Attack is Qu Ze, Shuang Jie 2. A glutinous rice dumpling stuffed with black sesame seeds, which I have never had before. Intention: Love life, love everything