present to the lord

Looking at this new world, Fan Haoran couldn't even regain his composure. More than 800 years were too long, and when he regained his comprehension, he had already grabbed the neck of the boy opposite him with one hand.

The excessive hesitation due to the importance he attached to Ah Yin seems ridiculous now, he cracked the corners of his mouth that was covered with white cold mist, and laughed like a sword: "It's not a woman, I have become so sentimental."

"You, you let go... let go." The cheeks of the young boy who was strangled were flushed, and his handsome face twisted and struggled.

Raising one eyebrow, glanced at the fallen bicycle and the mess on the ground, he took the time to check where it was.

"Mischievous Kiss" This is how malicious.

The little girl's delusional love, stalking the poisonous man with high IQ and low EQ, cannon fodder the infatuated second man, and then the idiot female lead and the male lead finally get married.

What kind of malice can produce such a huge resentment and cause the world to collapse, it is even more speechless than "It turns out to be a beautiful boy".

Fan Haoran checked the task, and immediately his forehead twitched.

There is no accurate task mode, the popularity of the heroine is low enough, and the hero is not too likable. On the contrary, the infatuated male lead resolutely gave up his studies because of his attachment to Yuan Xiangqin, which made many people feel a little sorry.

So, how does this crumbling world cause so much resentment?

Because there are still a few years before the start of the plot, and he is not in a hurry to get close to the main plot person, someone who is extremely bored begins to frequent the underground world.

"Aliar, you're back already? It's really you." A young man chewing gum came over, with a long backpack on his back, a low-key black beret, a casual gray coat, and a very low-key attire. With a smile on his handsome face, he looked like an ordinary person ready to go fishing.But no one knew that what he was carrying behind his back was not fishing gear, but a sniper rifle that could kill people with one blow.

The young man with short black hair was carefully wiping the Taidao in his hand. The thin blade of the sword glowed with a slight blue light, and one could feel the tingling of the skin and the cold current just by getting close.

"Well, I'm just a fat-headed idiot." As if regretting that he didn't meet a more powerful character, the boy put the carefully oiled knife back into its sheath, held the knife and gently tapped his shoulder with the scabbard, " It seems that you are also very relaxed. I heard that the target this time is your former woman?"

"Cough!" Almost swallowing the chewing gum in fright, Zuo Qi spit out the contents of his throat twice, "Who are you listening to! My target this time is a man!"

"So excited, what have you done?" Ruoyou glanced at him with a deep smile, then turned his gaze to the wall clock. It was almost five o'clock in the morning. He stood up and took out his trouser pocket, and then asked who Zuo Qi slandered, "Have you brought any money?"

"What are you doing?" Zuo Qi took his treasure out of his backpack, asked without raising his head, and began to assemble it under the light of an incandescent lamp. The method was very professional, and the speed was by no means ordinary.

"I forgot to bring my money for breakfast. You can't let me eat a bun and swipe my card." She shook her outstretched palm, "Ten yuan is enough."

"I don't have any change, I will give you a hundred today." A red ticket was slapped on the boy's white palm.

After finishing his breakfast, it was almost time, so he went back to the house, changed his school uniform, tidied up his slightly sneering expression, squinted his eyes and carried a black leather textbook bag with a gentlemanly smile. Take the tram.

Today is his school day.Although it is a bit nonsense for him to go to school at this age, he can also transfer from high school, but he has always done things like this, he likes to take full control and prepare in advance.

"I'm Aliar, and I'll give you more advice in the future." Standing on the podium with slightly squinted eyes and a clear smile, Fan Haoran introduced himself as he looked at the commotion students below.

"Well, classmate Aliar, what is your surname...or do you have a Chinese name?" The female teacher was a little embarrassed. With such a short introduction, she didn't even have a surname. How to get along well with her classmates in the future? Little devil, very bad.

"No, I only have a first name, not a surname." The boy lightly took off his tie with his thin fingers, and smiled very charmingly, showing a gentlemanly courtesy that is not available in this age group.

"Okay, then student Aliar, you just sit... Let me see, Yuan Xiangqin's front row is ready."

"Thank you." He had already turned his head and saw the cute round-faced girl.

"Everyone, get along well with your new classmates."

"Okay~" The girls with the most energetic voices were the girls in the class. The boys all had provocative or smirks on their faces. Only a few children who were usually bullied stayed aside dumbfounded.

Yuan Xiangqin looked curiously at the back of the person sitting in the front row of her: "It's almost the final exam, how can there be a transfer student..." She muttered, "It's very strange that she only has a foreign name, even though she's from China... ..."

This is the first time for Fan Haoran to go to school after living for so long. He is quite curious about things like school or classmates, and his curiosity has been maintained until he was threatened to pay protection money after school.

"Hey, brother, we are short of money recently. You are a newcomer and you haven't paid the protection fee yet. You should be more sensible." With a strange smile, he tried to oppress Fan with his taller body than ordinary middle school students. Haoran begged for mercy.

"So this is the school." Nodding in surprise, the boy seemed to find it funny and laughed. He tilted his head slightly, put his hands in his pockets, and looked like an elegant gentleman, but his words were annoying enough, especially for only For a passionate middle school student with muscles but no brains, "Kids, go home quickly, I'm not interested in you."

After all, he has lived for thousands of years, and he will not attack these ignorant children because of them. Instead, he will walk over and pass by as if nothing happened.

"You kid!" A punch was aimed at the back of the head.

Fan Haoran hopped forward lightly, turned his toes, and his body immediately seemed to be light and weightless.

He smiled and teased the two little bastards who dominated the class: "I can't beat you."

Then he walked away in a retreating posture, but squinted his eyes happily and said to the two angry boys: "Come and chase me."

"Dare to underestimate us!" The two immediately became angry, and ran after them, their school uniforms blown by the wind, shouting at the boy in front of them as they ran, "Stop if you have the guts!"

Fan Haoran teasingly turned the two of them around several times, like a carrot hanging in front of a donkey, he was relaxed alone, while the other two were out of breath.

"Don't ask for protection fees with your physique, I can blow you to pieces." The teenager laughed, and the behavior of the three of them was still very eye-catching at the entrance of the subway station.

These two boys are the guys with the worst academic performance and the worst popularity in the class, but the highest military value. Both of them are members of the school basketball team. They play sports all the year round and develop prematurely. It's nothing more than threatening students to collect protection fees.

Today's children are not so bad if they are bad, they are just cats who haven't grown up yet.

And Fan Haoran was in a good mood, seeing this kind of brat, it was time to pass the time by training him.

He stopped after thinking about it. The two of them ran all the way out of breath and died for half their lives. They immediately collapsed on the ground and gasped for breath. They even forgot why they were chasing him. clean.

"That's not enough? We still have to do some exercise at night." Slightly narrowing his eyes, there was a glimmer of oppression in the slits of his eyes, he bent down and touched the sweaty heads of the two cubs, and then gave the back of his head and hand to each of them. With a slap, he didn't seem to be polite at all when he was a gentleman at school. He hugged his chest even more than the uncle, and ordered, "Stand up for me."

The two of them were as tired as dogs, their heads were buzzing, and they didn't react at all.

"Then I'll do it myself." He said with a very gentle smile, but he reached out and grabbed the back collars of the two of them in a very animalistic way, and dragged them out like corpses, "you are very lucky, you are so beautiful!" Lucky."

Although the young man's smile was charming, but the ghostly aura all over his body caused everyone to separate to the two sides immediately, making way for him, and everyone watched a young man dragging two boys who were bigger than him with ease. gone.

"That... seems to be classmate Aliar?" The round-faced Yuan Xiangqin secretly hid aside and watched for a while, until the new classmate dragged away Artest and Alu who always bullied her.

And on the second day, everyone in Class [-] was so surprised that they couldn't even close their mouths, staring blankly at the two who shrank immediately whenever they saw a new classmate.Usually, Artest and Alu are arrogant enough, what happened today?

"Aliar..." When Yuan Xiangqin saw the boy who came over and sat down, he immediately mustered up the courage to speak.

"Huh?" Fan Haoran turned his head.

Thin sunlight shone through the transparent glass on the side of the boy, and sprinkled on the boy's shoulders. The school uniform was a snow-white shirt and a black plaid tie. Such rigid clothes looked handsome and unrestrained on him, with a careless and shallow look. The smile is not an ordinary teenager pretending to be mature, the smile when he turned his head, and the inquiry from the dark eyes, just a glance, like a powerful psychedelic drug injected into the heart, crazily beating , dizzy suffocation.

"What's the matter?" Seeing that she hadn't spoken for a long time, Fan Haoran just stood there in a daze, so he had to speak again. His voice was a little shallow, but not very gentle. It was light, and only gave people the illusion of softness.

Yuan Xiangqin is still a chubby girl with a round face, her face flushed immediately, and she stammered: "No, nothing!"

As he said that, he immediately erected the book, and quickly bent down and lay down on the table to cover his face.

The senior high school entrance examination is just one month later.

Entering Dounan Middle School as No.1 was completely predictable for Jiang Zhishu. His cold eyes did not fluctuate in the slightest, and he had no interest in confirming the report card.

It's so easy, everything is so easy, everything is a breeze.In this world, it seems that as long as he stretches out his hand, he can get it at his fingertips, no, it's not as if, it's a certainty.Everyone's praise will only make him more boring, without the slightest pleasure, he can see through it with one glance, and grasp it with one hand.

——A world so boring that people have no desire at all.

Wearing the school uniform of Dounan Middle School, he was noncommittal about the opening ceremony speech his mother prepared for him, and put it in his handbag. He knew that he could handle it perfectly, but he still prepared such useless things. You will feel that your mother is wasting energy.

After Jiang Zhishu finished his speech, he learned from the master of ceremonies that he was not the only one with perfect marks in all subjects.

He stepped off the stage and looked at the young man with a frivolous smile on his face. The man had one hand in his trouser pocket and the other casually by his side, without any demeanor.

Jiang Zhishu frowned unobtrusively.

"Student Jiang Zhishu said very well about study and planning, so I won't repeat it." The boy smiled calmly, his voice was infinitely amplified from the microphone, which was different from the broken voice of other boys who were in the period of voice change. , His voice was faint, like the sound of emeralds falling into the lake, a little unbelievable.

He spoke slowly, and when he lowered his eyes, he saw Yuan Xiangqin, who was looking at Jiang Zhishu, who was in a daze.

In the plot, the main reason why Yuan Xiangqin was able to embrace the beautiful woman was that she stalked and never gave up no matter how insulted she was, and Jiang Zhishu’s mother was involved. For a person like Jiang Zhishu, there is no one to marry Let's make a difference, because everyone is the same to him, even his parents, he doesn't seem to have any special feelings.

What a sad man.

He couldn't help but think of his life before being picked up by Lao Yun, rigid time rules, completely controlled behavior, no fun, no thoughts, day after day, following the rules.

And the feeling that there are two geniuses in a class A really makes the people in class A have the urge to burst into tears.

Forget about Jiang Zhishu, he still listens to the lectures anyway, even if he is pretending, he is still attending the lectures!

Let’s not talk about that aliar who sleeps all day, even when he’s awake, he’s fiddling on his desk. I don’t know what he’s doing. Why can this kind of person get full marks in the exam! !Why!

How embarrassing are these hard-working guys like us!

However, Fan Haoran couldn't hear everyone's voice at all. He recently made an electronic board, which can be detected after inputting the space coordinates of all the worlds he has visited. Of course, he can also search for worlds with too frequent space amplitudes, and conduct order of risk.

After a dense blue code flashed across the screen, a black eyeball appeared on the white screen.

The left hand controls the balance, and the fingertips of the right hand dazzle click and slide in the input aperture.

His behavior aroused a little curiosity of his genius deskmate.

This is already the third time Jiang Zhishu has seen this game console, which is about the size of four adults' palms. He once glanced at it, but with his IQ, he didn't understand the operation method.There are no fixed buttons for input, no amplification device for ordinary game consoles, and no joysticks. There is only a game screen and five small balls based on the shape of human fingers that appear and disappear from the bottom right corner of the screen.

He noticed that each time he entered, he clicked on the five movable balls at different frequencies, and different positions represented different letters, but he had silently calculated that five balls could not satisfy alphabetical sorting at all.

This thing is the product of Fan Haoran's flash of inspiration. It has no intelligence, but its computing power is unmatched, and it is very powerful. He directly installed the main god's ability in "Infinite Horror" on this motherboard, and installed it in the main world at the same time. Virtual space.

These things cost him a lot of world energy, and the realization of every virtual item does not mean that it is available. World energy is the best energy substance, and it can realize all delusions.

The virtual space installed by Fan Haoran in the main world will be preliminarily screened on the Internet, and specific characters will be pulled into the space and put into the two-dimensional four-dimensional world to perform tasks.

In this way, he shared a lot of the weight of the task, and the main authority was opened on the motherboard in his hand.

"What kind of game are you?" Jiang Zhishu finally couldn't help but speak for the first time after spending a month of silence with his strange tablemate.

The author has something to say:

The prank kiss you want begins...

I'm already thinking about what kind of small experience to arrange for Fan Haoran, or is it that I have never been able to save all the tragedies from the fire~?

In the previous story, someone said that the protagonist was too indecisive.

I'm here to clarify

People are always a little cautious about the people they value. Before making a decision, they are afraid of hurting that person, and they want to let that person live a happy and normal life. This should be regarded as human nature.

I also want my son to pull Ayin to the bed to pick the little chrysanthemums with a big wave of his hand, but this is too immodest...he is not a beast, a bastard...

For Fan Haoran, Ah Yin is an important person, that young man is very clean and warm, Fan Haoran hopes that he can find someone who can always accompany Ah Yin like an ordinary person, and don't let the child he has been raising be harmed , but people always have selfish intentions. He had a heart for Ah Yin, and he didn't want Ah Yin to be sad. He would have nothing to do when he saw Ah Yin crying.

No matter from the point of view that this child was raised by him, or from the perspective that he was a young man whose heart was moved, Fan Haoran was reluctant to let Ah Yin get hurt, agreeing to stay could almost be said to be a momentary impulse, but what he had already said, how could he? Will it be taken back after re-export?Besides, he doesn't want to take it back.

With three thousand and 800 years of wholehearted companionship, Ah Yin can be said to be the happiest person Fan Haoran has met.

And Fan Haoran endured the pain of being rejected and suppressed, feeling his own aging, knowing that he had to leave, he did not leave, and stayed with Ah Yin until the last moment.

It was all he had tried to do.

Of course, he is not like that to everyone, Ah Yin is different.

So, the frivolous and helpless Fan Haoran came back again.