Please fall in love with a dangerous god

Yu Zhehong didn't know that Boyin was asking the question knowingly, and explained to him the meaning of the same person with great interest, and turned on his screen saver: "Look, this is the fangirl of the two of us they drew. I think Shen Yun still captures Very accurate. Does Teacher Bo think it looks good?"

He has not shown his face so far, so in most of the fan pictures, the face of the "boy" is covered by various angles or objects.But because of the news picture, the artists grasped the temperament, height and body shape very accurately.

The artist also drew a series of pictures, which are acquaintance, love, and wedding.

Bo Yin's pupils shrank slightly - he and Yu Zhehong actually chose the same one as the wallpaper by coincidence.

He was a little happy in his heart, but he didn't show it, but said calmly: "Okay. But it's not as good as you."

After Boyin finished speaking, he looked at Yu Zhehong, and for a moment he looked forward to Yu Zhehong saying, "Then let me draw one too", so that he can change the wallpaper.

It's a pity that Yu Zhehong didn't get someone's little thought, "Hahaha, our painting style is different, I think this one is very good. I didn't even think of this idea. Look, there are this, this..."

He scrolled down one by one, and Boyin browsed through the output every day, all of which he had seen.

It seems that Yu Zhehong can't write anymore.

Bo Yin felt a little regretful in his heart, and said, "Everything is fine. You should go to the medicine bath."

Yu Zhehong tilted his head, does Teacher Bo think these are not interesting?

Or thin-skinned and shy?

Speaking of which, the people in his group are all age-oriented, because his character design is still "underage little sister", and as far as he knows... there are many R18 fans in other places.

Well, Yu Zhehong had seen it, and the sense of involvement was so strong that he was so ashamed that he ran away crazily after seeing it.I don't know why, most people like to set the God of Mechanics as a tyrannical character when they are engaged in R18, but in fact, it is impossible for Mr. Bo to treat him like that.

Those outputs are too violent!It must not be seen by Mr. Bo, so as not to lower his impression of the human community!

"Then I'm going to take a medicinal bath, and I'll send you the ones I think are the best later."

Bo Yin has a personal account, which she only used when contacting Yao Bowen, and up to now, she still only defaults to her initial avatar and screen name.

In fact, Bo Yin had already accepted it, but he still let out a "huh".

Yu Zhehong picked up her pajamas, walked a few steps, and suddenly remembered that she forgot to say the first sentence? She nodded, "By the way! Actually, I also have a fan, it's Wen hahaha, my style of painting is too easy to expose. "

As he said that, he entered the bathroom, not noticing Bo's sudden pause.

Yu Zhehong is writing?

And listening to this statement, it seems that it has been written for a while.

"...You forgot to take your shower cap." Bo Yin handed it to Yu Zhehong, and asked seemingly unintentionally, "What do you want to write?"

Yu Zhehong was already sitting in the round bathtub, hugging her knees and laughing: "Teacher Bo, take a guess."

"Is it related to what happened today?" Bo Yin asked.

"Bingo!" Yu Zhehong said, "Actually, I haven't decided yet. One is to assume that we are ordinary human beings who grew up together, and the other is to assume that we adopt a child who looks like the two of us."

He was very interested, "Mr. Bo, which one do you think I should write about?"

Yu Zhehong didn't think that Boyin would go to see fanhumanities at all, so he asked very frankly.

"..." Bo Yin lowered his eyes and said, "The first one."

Yu Zhehong: "Why?"

He is also more inclined to one, because the latter? He doesn't have any experience in parenting, and he always feels too far away.

Bo Yin said: "Because, if you want, I might be able to make a cub out of my blood and yours."

It is impossible to give birth to another Protoss under the current environment, but a mixed race might give it a try, just like how he used Bi Fang's ribs to make another Bi Fang.

Yu Zhehong: "Huh?"

He thought for a while, "Is it really possible? Well... But this question is too far away, maybe we will think about it after many years."

I am still a young man in school now!

So finally settled on the first one.

Boyin waited for a while, but didn't hear Yu Zhehong said that he would show him the finished article—Yu Zhehong thought it was too shameful for him to write about his own colleagues—and walked out of the bathroom calmly.

He already has the information he needs.

late at night.

Bo Yin connected to the consciousness of the mechanical white owl, flew out of the window, and turned on the phone.

Yu Zhehong said that a new article will be published tonight. The current handwriting and typing are very fast. If you don’t want to type it by hand? You can directly connect with mental power.Boyin originally wanted to search for keywords in the entire network, but unexpectedly, there was a response as soon as his mental tentacles were released.

——In the cp group he joined.

Bo Yin almost immediately thought of the "Rose Rainbow" he had suspected, and looking at it now, it turned out to be this one. The ID has been changed to Xiaohong.

Didn't the group leader say that it was a junior high school female human?

Bo Yin clearly remembered the time when this ID first posted the document, which was when they were at Lingjun Temple in Zhuyu according to reality.

Did Yu Zhehong write it so early?

The cat's head is hanging on the tree, and the light from the screen is reflected on its round monocle, which looks unfathomable.

He read again the 3000 words written by Yu Zhehong tonight. The protagonist of this article grew up together until the end of the college entrance examination, and the whole is light and sweet.Bo Yin likes this idea very much, or rather, he prefers everything written by Yu Zhehong.

In the night wind, his thoughts drifted for a while.Bo Yin doesn't really remember what happened when he was born. He only remembers that, except for the mother god, all his fellow clansmen were a little afraid of him, even though he was still a young protoss at that time.

It is precisely because of his young appearance that the contrast of indifference in personality is even more intense.

But the "he" written by Yu Zhehong is too beautified.

Bo Yin silently wrote down his feelings? Thoughts.

Platinum: [Thank you author.I love so much. 】

He still didn't want to lose his horse, and spoke very cautiously.

Young people go to bed late, this group is still swiping the screen, and his news is quickly drowned out:

[I just watched it, it’s so sweet, in fact, if they are ordinary humans? It’s also very good, I will always love bamboo horses and bamboo horses! 】

[I found that most of my wife wrote about the Xiaotuanzi period. The two are so cute 555. I never thought that God could be written with such a character. 】

[Gods can be so sweet!Even if it's a bit ooc, I'm still addicted! 】

【Ah, don't say that, after all, we don't know the specific personalities of those two people...】

[? ?This, ooc also has to admit it, it's impossible to think about it. 】

The white owl's eyebrows and feathers frowned, and they were still praising in unison, but a discordant voice suddenly appeared in the middle.Bo Yin wrote down the ID named [Zi Lian], and got past the group leader to silence her.

The others didn't care when they found out that the person was gone, and continued to chat.

Bo Yin was a little thoughtful.

... He didn't realize that the amount of exposure would bring such a group of human beings to carry out secondary creations.Even think the facts are wrong.

Yu Zhehong would laugh it off, but he cared a little bit.

If you want clarification, how should you do it?

After school started, the campus life of the two went on in an orderly manner.

The social part of the transportation process was very slow, and Yu Zhehong just submitted the design and waited for the screening.

Berryman is a first-class academy of fine arts, and there are many aspects of its teaching content that Yu Zhehong has also benefited a lot.

Although his basic skills have not fallen behind, after all, he has been focusing on drawing commercial cartoons for many years. The focus is still different from the teaching content of the college, and it is also different from the painting majors who have been admitted, so it will take some time to get used to it.

Bo Yin was originally in the same courtyard as him.He is good at any mechanical activity, including copying and painting.

It just lacks aura.After discovering that the student had first-class basic skills but no desire to create, the teachers lamented. After a (almost one-way) conversation, they successfully persuaded him to go to the Department of Architecture.

As for the architecture, Boyin adapted like a duck to water, he was the god who created Chinnes.

Then the teachers of the Department of Architecture soon discovered that they really couldn't teach this student—the level was too high.Even a professor who is a big name in the industry and usually only takes doctoral students was shocked, and came to watch Boyin on the seventh day of school.

Boyin didn't fluctuate.You know, there were many human beings with related majors back then, and their lifelong dream was to observe the buildings of Chinnes.

It is indeed not strict to change majors nowadays, but changing majors in the first week of school has triggered such a magical development... Yu Zhehong can only say: You are worthy of Teacher Bo!

Yu Zhehong doesn't draw comics, so he hasn't lost his horse yet. Only a few teachers who are familiar with Bai Jia who recommended him know that he is Dispersion Refraction.

Like other art colleges, being in the studio is a daily routine for every art student.

Most people may think that art students are romantic and extremely romantic every day, but in fact, real art students practice in private is very bitter.

Before they go to university and prepare for the most important exam in their lives, it is not uncommon for them to lose a pen a day. They spend every day in the studio, drawing paper with their eyes open and closed, doing a lot of boring work. practise.

When Yu Zhehong walked into the studio for the first time, he vaguely recalled his experience when he was 15 years old, but it was a pity that he had prepared for so long and failed to enjoy the results of the final exam.

"Teacher Bo, I heard from the teachers that you are designing a building recently," Yu Zhehong asked curiously on the way to the studio, "What is it like? Are you going to put it in Chinnes?"

Generally speaking, freshmen, freshmen and sophomores are unable to design buildings independently, so the teachers think that Boyin is a strange thing.

He is neither a well-known professional in the industry who just came to experience campus life, nor is he a real student. I really don't know where he came from.

He wants to design buildings, and if he is an ordinary student, he will definitely be reprimanded for being too ambitious, but for him, the teachers are: do it quickly, and let us learn after finishing it.

Bo Yin nodded: "Yes. However, it will be kept secret for the time being."

Teacher Bo knows to keep it a secret!

Yu Zhehong looked at him amusedly, reached out and pinched his face, and walked into the studio before Boyin could react: "Then I'm looking forward to it! Teacher Bo, go to class quickly, don't be late!"

When Yu Zhehong stepped up the stairs, she was still in a happy mood.

He guessed that Teacher Bo might build a new house for the two of them to live in.The White Tower is still too high and cold as a place of residence.

I don't know what kind of building it will be, a grand palace?Or a warm and livable little home?

……

Thinking about it, Yu Zhehong's footsteps suddenly stopped.

He withdrew his sold foot, stared slightly at the last step in front of him, and slowly moved up again.

——It’s not an illusion, the space here suddenly twisted and fluctuated just now.

The air seemed to freeze suddenly.

Yu Zhehong took a step back, and a voice came from behind him:

"Xiao Yu, it's me."