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The result of this competition is of course that Wen Qingyan has the upper hand. The hero's qi has not yet come online, and he is just a young man who is just beginning to bloom. It is normal to lose.

Wen Qingyan is not a person who makes trouble, but instead smiled and praised that he must be young and promising.

But Yang Ze looked at Mo Xun's expression so strangely, he seemed to be smiling, and there seemed to be something hidden in the smile, it was hard to tell the truth from the fake.Yang Ze shivered silently, and lit a candle for Wen Qingyan in his heart.

A person who holds grudges like the hero must have blacklisted Wen Qingyan.

Afterwards, Wen Qingyan didn't stay for long, after all, there was still a whole family waiting, and she talked nonsense with Yang Ze and said that we would talk later, and then ran away, leaving Yang Ze and Mo Xun looking at each other.In the end, it was Mo Xun who spoke first and retreated, and by the way reminded them of going down the mountain together tomorrow.

Yang Ze sent Mo Xun away, and fell happily on Hanyu's bed, feeling as if he just had a New Year's Eve dinner and watched a Spring Festival Gala, now it's time to sleep, and he can go out to play tomorrow.

This was probably the first time he felt hopeful after starting this messy world.

This was Yang Ze's first time going down the mountain. He saw the long-lost crowd and heard the long-lost frolicking.

Yang Ze was moved to tears.

He followed Mo Xun, trying to keep his face calm, but couldn't help but look around.It's the New Year, the streets are full of joy, and bright red silk and colored paper are everywhere, but Yang Ze, who is dressed in white and has a cold temperament, seems out of place.

Not many businesses opened on the street, Mo Xun led Yang Ze to find a restaurant that was still open, ordered a few dishes, and said with a smile, "Master, it's been a long time since you left the mountain?"

Yang Ze thought about a few simple introductions to the head in the book, and responded vaguely: "Yes."

"If there are no important matters, I heard that there will be fireworks in the street at night..." Mo Xun picked up chopsticks for Yang Ze, with a docile expression, "Master, would you like to see it?"

Originally, he came out to play, but Yang Ze naturally didn't refuse. After agreeing, he realized something strange—this kind of sense of sight when a boyfriend asks his girlfriend to watch the fireworks—Huh?

"Current Favorability of the Male Lead: 70"

Although Yang Ze always spared no effort to gain favor with Mo Xun, he didn't pay much attention to Mo Xun.Perhaps because he had read the original book, he had subconsciously prepared himself against Mo Xun. After all, he was really afraid that he would accidentally offend Mo Xun with this kind of snake spirit disease... and then there was no more.

After all, this world will be just a toy for the male protagonist, he is a ball.

But Mo Xun's affection for him was inexplicably increased step by step, and then inexplicably decreased, except for that time when he deliberately stood at the door waiting for him, the most intense affection was just passed on to him. It's just an internal force...?

Is this person imagining some weird details that he doesn't know?Thinking of this, I suddenly felt a pia.

Thinking about it carefully, Yang Ze, as a person who has already died once, is quite afraid that he will be imprisoned by the male lead to toss him in this way, what Ling Chi, and make him go crazy——

babble.abnormal.

Looking at Mo Xun's young and gentle smiling face at this moment, Yang Ze shuddered quietly.

Mo Xun had inquired about the fireworks a long time ago. It seems to be a custom in this town. Every year on the first night of the new year, fireworks will be set off in the open space. Relatives and friends gather together and look up foolishly.

Mo Xun's memories of the New Year are not friendly. For his embarrassing childhood, the New Year is no different from every day, the only difference is probably that he listened to his elder brother being surrounded by relatives, laughing and chatting, and being stupid and The lowly illegitimate child himself was locked in the firewood room as usual, with only two steamed buns in front of him.

The young and weak Mo Xun stared at the already cold bun in front of him, his dark eyes were full of jealousy.Why can others get love, but he can't?Why is he not happy when others can stand under the sun openly?Why—

——No, he will stand at the top of this world, get what he wants, and master what he wants.

The fireworks in front of him suddenly exploded, waking Mo Xun up, he subconsciously looked up, the fireworks above his head were very dazzling, and large pieces lit up the sky.He turned his head to the side, his master, his cold and taciturn master, those same eyes as this cold winter night vaguely reflected the brightness of the sky, but they couldn't stir up any extra ripples.

Why can you smile at that person but not me?

Why do you remain indifferent even though I tried my best to win your favor?

Mo Xun's expression distorted for a moment where Yang Ze couldn't see it, and then quickly returned to calm - the days are still very long.

... But if Yang Ze knew that he was just staring at the fireworks in a daze, wondering when gunpowder was first invented and let Mo Xun think this way, he would definitely concentrate and beam with joy.

It's a pity that Ze Yang didn't know.