All My Fans in the World [Quick Transmigration]

Under Mo Ziyu's ruthless oppression of the young hero, more than two years passed quickly, and the favorability rose to another critical point unknowingly.

5917 looked at the 79% tangled up, it hadn't been touched for half a year, the little hero was too weak.

However, 5917 still lost the bet this time. Although the young hero is small, his skills are not bad, even better than Han Fuchen.

Putting down the chopsticks, Mo Ziyu looked up at Xue Zhiyuan who had already got up beside him, "Wait."

In the past two years, Xue Zhiyuan has learned how to get along with Mo Ziyu peacefully. After all, every time he contradicts Mo Ziyu, it will not end well. When he heard what Mo Ziyu said, he immediately stopped and stood by the table waiting for him to continue. .

Today is the day of Xue Zhiyuan University's report, and it is also the day when the relationship between the hero and heroine in the plot begins to change qualitatively.

Under Mo Ziyu's laissez-faire, the hero was admitted to the same university as in the plot again.

"I'll take you there." Mo Ziyu stood up.

"Patriarch, let me send the young master to school." The housekeeper who had been paying attention to the two came over, "Don't you still have documents that you haven't read?"

That's it, whenever Mo Ziyu wanted to go where he wanted to do, Tan Moyang or Han Fuchen would always try to persuade him or simply stop him. After a long time, Xue Zhiyuan couldn't help but feel a little weird.

And he couldn't tell why, every time he saw Mo Ziyu compromise, he felt a little reconciled, why he could subdue others, but always treated himself with indifference.

While thinking wildly, Xue Zhiyuan suddenly heard Mo Ziyu's voice rang in his ears again, he said: "Let's go."

When the other party spoke to him, there was always no warmth, but Xue Zhiyuan couldn't help being a little excited this time.

"The favorability of the male protagonist +1%, the current favorability is 80%."

5917 was so happy that he almost jumped up, this kid is really hard to brush!

The boy is almost eighteen. After two years of rapid increase in height, he is a head taller than Mo Ziyu. With proper exercise, his figure is not as thin as that of ordinary teenagers. Yes, Mo Ziyu expressed that he was very satisfied with his figure.

But what he misses the most is that little thing. While starting the car, he said to 5917, "I wonder if the hero has grown up?"

5917, who understood in seconds, subconsciously looked at the male lead of the co-pilot, because the pants were looser and he couldn't see anything.

Xue Zhiyuan's university is not too far away from Xue's house, an hour's drive, there is a banner with the words "Welcome Freshmen Enrollment" hanging on the university gate, and there are parents sending freshmen reports at the gate.

Mo Ziyu parked the car on the side of the road, and said to the male lead who seemed to be in a daze, "Get out of the car."

Mi Xiaotian was very happy when she found out that Xue Zhiyuan was admitted to the same university as herself. She reported that she was waiting at the school gate early in the morning. She was good-looking and soon attracted a lot of students. There is always a large group of juniors and younger sisters around me.

Seeing a low-key black car stop, Mi Xiaotian smiled apologetically at the people around her, signaling that she had something to do, and then walked out of the crowd.

Although everyone didn't follow, their eyes still fell on Mi Xiaotian, they were all curious about who made the goddess abandon them.

Xue Zhiyuan got out of the car first, he was tall and tall, with slightly profound facial features, maybe because he had been with Mo Ziyu for a long time, his aura was a bit cold.

The students not far away started talking in low voices.

"Is this handsome guy a freshman this year?"

"No wonder the senior sister wants to abandon us. If it were me, I would also love a flower alone."

"We quietly went to listen to what they said, maybe we can get the handsome guy's contact information?"

……

Not paying attention to the students who were getting closer and closer, Mi Xiaotian looked at the closed car, "Well, student Xue, are you the only one here?"

Looking at Mi Xiaotian, Xue Zhiyuan's eyes flashed disgust, but he quickly recovered, "Father sent me here."

At this moment, the other side of the car door opened, and Mi Xiaotian's eyes lit up, looking at Mo Ziyu with a smile on his face, "Hello, Uncle."

Clearly seeing the male protagonist's dislike for the female protagonist, Mo Ziyu looked around at the students who were already very close to them, and then nodded to Mi Xiaodian, "Hello."

"Uncle, I'll take you to report." Mi Xiaotian looked at Mo Ziyu with a shy expression.

"Yes." Mo Ziyu replied, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

Seeing the three of them leave together, everyone who had been holding their breath since Mo Ziyu appeared breathed a sigh of relief, it was really scary.

Although Mo Ziyu's height is not as good as Xue Zhiyuan's, but the aura accumulated over the years is stronger than him. It's not 01:30. These students who have not entered the society are no match for him.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded, "You, don't you think that man just now looks familiar?"

"Hey! I remembered." Another person patted his thigh, "I saw him in a business magazine not long ago, the president of the Xue Group."

Everyone took a breath, and then someone said: "But didn't the introduction say that he is only 25 years old? How come he has such an old son..."

Hearing that Mo Ziyu insisted on sending Xue Zhiyuan to report, Han Fuchen rushed over by car just in time to hear the discussion of these students, his expression became even uglier, and he strode towards the school.

For a wild boy who doesn't know where he came from, he didn't even want his own life, it's really good.

Along the way, Mi Xiaotian kept introducing the school's history and culture and various interesting things to the two of them, and glanced at Mo Ziyu from time to time. Whenever this happened, Mo Ziyu nodded slightly to indicate that he was listening.

5917: "Host, why does this heroine seem to like you?"

"Don't think too much," Mo Ziyu said.

The reporting place was not far from the school gate, and it was the peak reporting period at this time. Parents and students queuing up almost squeezed out the door, and the hall was full of noise.

Xue Zhiyuan chose a medical major, which is different from the major in the original plot. When 5917 saw the male protagonist choose a major, he almost thought that he knew the host’s condition, but obviously he didn’t.

If Xue Zhiyuan knew, then with his current favorability, it would be impossible for Mo Ziyu to follow him to school.

"There are a lot of people now, why don't we go shopping?" Mi Xiaotian suggested, "There will be fewer people in the afternoon."

"No need, just line up here." Zhiyuan Xue refused.

Mi Xiaotian's face was a little embarrassed, and she turned her head to look at Mo Ziyu at a loss.

Mo Ziyu nodded towards Mi Xiaodian, "Then Xiaoyuan is queuing up here, take me around."

Mi Xiaotian smiled happily.

Seeing the two people who were really going away together, the look in Xue Zhiyuan's eyes changed, his fists gradually tightened, and he moved his steps, whether he did not catch up.

"The favorability of the male protagonist +5%, the current favorability is 85%."

The host is awesome!But... "Host, do you really want to go to school with her?" Mo Ziyu's current body can walk a few steps, which is pretty good, and he doesn't know how long he will have to lie down after visiting the school, 5917 is a little worried .

"It's okay." Mo Ziyu said, "I'll be back right away."

Just as he was about to ask back, 5917 suddenly heard a familiar voice behind him, "Boss Xue."

The host is really predictable.

Han Fuchen strode over to Mo Ziyu's side without looking at the heroine standing aside, "The company has urgent matters."

"Sorry, Teacher Mi, I have something to do with the company, so I'll take my leave first." Mo Ziyu said to the hostess.

"Okay, business matters, see you again, Uncle Xue." Mi Xiaotian waved to Mo Ziyu with a sweet smile on her face.

Seeing that the two were walking farther and farther, Mi Xiaotian's eyes flashed unwillingness, then she turned and walked towards the reporting office.

"If you want to live a few more days, don't run around." Han Fuchen leaned over to fasten Mo Ziyu's seat belt, and said, "Recently, there seems to be a suitable heart in the south, I'll go and have a look in two days. "

"En." Mo Ziyu replied, and then closed his eyes.

Han Fuchen gave him a hard look, then looked away helplessly, and started the car.

Thinking of the news that Mo Ziyu asked him to release two days ago, 5917 couldn't help being a little puzzled, "Host, did you transfer Han Fuchen away on purpose? Why?"

However, Mo Ziyu didn't seem to have heard 5917's question, and 5917 suddenly became a little scared, "Host, are you okay?"

After a while, Mo Ziyu replied, "I have something to do." Just waiting for 5917 to ask, he said again: "You are too noisy."

"..."

"Ming Yu, Ming Yu?"

Driving back to Xue's house, Han Fuchen looked at Mo Ziyu who seemed to be asleep, yelled twice, but found that there was no movement, a flash of panic flashed in his eyes, subconsciously touched the other's nose, and found that he was just asleep , couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He got out of the car and walked around to the other side, unfastened Mo Ziyu's seat belt, and stretched out his arms to hug him out.

Han Fuchen couldn't help but frowned at the weight in his hands. Compared to a 1.8-meter man, this weight was too light.

"What's wrong with the Patriarch?" Tan Moyang greeted him from afar.

"Falling asleep." Han Fuchen paused, "I'll take him back to his room."

Han Fuchen put Mo Ziyu on the bed, hesitated for a moment, and reached for the button of his jacket.

5917 was not sure if Mo Ziyu was really asleep, so when he found out that Han Fuchen had started to take off his host's clothes, he didn't dare to make a sound, for fear that the host would say it was noisy.

It stared vigilantly at the man's hand on the button of Mo Ziyu's chest, and secretly prepared a counterattack if he wanted to do something wrong.

But then 5917 was stunned. After following the host for so long, it is still quite sure about human emotions. At this moment, it just wants to say, this man is really scary.

As scary as the host.

Although his face was calm, the emotion in his eyes made people tremble uncontrollably.But what really stunned 5917 was the intense sadness that was suppressed to the extreme.

It was similar to Tan Moyang's expression every time he saw the host finished eating.

5917 didn't move or speak, watching the man carefully change Mo Ziyu's clothes into loose pajamas, then paused, kissed him on the forehead, and left silently.

It couldn't help thinking, it would be great if the target of the host's attack this time was not the male lead, but one of these two.

At this moment, Mo Ziyu, who had been silent before, opened his eyes, got out of bed and strode towards the bathroom.

5917 was startled, "Host, are you okay?"

Mo Ziyu didn't answer, stopped by the sink, retched a few times, and then spit out a mouthful of blood.

After a while, Mo Ziyu turned on the faucet and washed down the shocking pool of red. The arm holding the sink trembled slightly, but he chuckled softly, "The time is almost here."