Please fall in love with a dangerous god

As soon as Yu Zhehong's shocking ID special effects appeared, the discussion in the group fell silent. The group leader: [Welcome Xiaohong back! 】

The group members sighed plastically: [Where has Xiaohong been recently?I can't see you anyway, we miss you so much! 】

Yu Zhehong: [Next year I will take the high school entrance examination, my parents confiscated my mobile phone [猫猫流泪.jpg]]

The phrase "high school entrance examination" was a blow to the heart, the group leader was silent, maybe he went to check the chat history to see if there was a driving clip, Yu Zhehong saw several "group leader withdrew this message".

Yu Zhehong hypocritically: [Did my cp give out sugar recently? 】

Of course he knew, since the last time Shen Dou shouted, he and Bo Yin hadn't made any news.

[No,] the group members are sorry, [I have sisters who belong to the Demon Association, and they pay close attention to the recent gossip about whether there is a big person to get a license, but there is nothing. 】

Group owner: [Maybe the god and the beautiful boy don't get a marriage certificate!The gods are not under the management of demons. 】

Group friends: [When will they come out and announce?My soul wears weddings. 】

Yu Zhehong:?What's going on, why did this group of people get married on loan?

[Why do sisters say they are getting married?Am I missing something? 】

Group leader: [You don't understand!They disappeared for so long, they must be on their honeymoon! 】

Yu Zhehong: […]

Instead of arguing with the junior high school students, the group leader said: [I recently wrote a doujin (of course I didn’t dare to use my real name, hehe), with a superficial western background, the gods are holy sons, and beautiful boys are sacrificial offerings! 】

Group of friends: [What a fragrant setting! 】

[Good fragrance +1]

【Quick write fast write】

There are a lot of ideas in the group files, but they are all very ooc without exception. After all, no one knows what kind of character the gods and beautiful boys are.

Yu Zhehong took a look, and he was overwhelmed by lightning.

He couldn't stand it anymore: [Sisters, I can also write fanfic! 】

How could the gods be violent?How could he be such a pitiful little white flower?What kind of ancient man-made mine is this!

He wants to cleanse the hearts of this group of people with the correct personality.

——The reason why I didn’t mention drawing doujin is because the style of painting will be seen.It's so embarrassing.

Group leader: [Haha.That's nice. 】

... this haha.It's very spiritual, and everyone obviously doesn't want to read the fanfic of the younger sister of the junior high school student.

Yu Zhehong decided to let them see and see.

So, who set it up?

The temperature on the top of the mountain was lower at night than during the day, Yu Zhehong was wrapped in the quilt he took out from Chinness, and secretly turned his head to look at Boyin.

From his angle, he could see Bo Yin's long eyelashes, and the orange light sprinkled on his cheeks, making the god look warm.

Yu Zhehong suddenly felt that Teacher Bo was like that kind of eminent monk who was born in the deep mountains of a Buddhist monastery.

Then according to the development of the novel, such a character will one day enter the world of mortals for one person and return to vulgarity for one person.

Rose Rainbow: [I want to write a story about an ancient background, an eminent monk and a dryad! 】

Yu Zhehong frowned after typing this line.A teacher like Bo who doesn't understand anything will definitely be deceived if he really encounters it.After he managed to influence him, and finally left, what if Bo Yin raised other humans and was cut off?

Yu Zhehong was inexplicably upset.

He called: "Teacher Platinum."

Bo Yin looked at him questioningly, then was startled.

Yu Zhehong came over and said mysteriously, "How about I teach you how to play with your mobile phone?"

——Internet information is so developed, and there are all kinds of routines gathered in the world. Teacher Bo can possess all the machines but never read too much. It is really a loss.

Of course Boyin didn't know about Yu Zhehong's weird brain circuit, he could only feel this person leaning on his shoulder.The weight, touch, and the youth's body temperature were all transmitted along with this movement.

The young man's complexion was like ivory, and the red mole on his eyelids seemed to be illuminated by the melting lights. The color was like blood, which dazzled his sight.

Bo Yin paused and said, "No need."

Yu Zhehong: "You must have never played, have you?"

Bo Yin: "..."

He scowled.

Yu Zhehong grabbed his hand and entered fingerprints in her mobile phone.The palms overlapped, and Boyin froze almost imperceptibly.

The two people are very close now, Yu Zhehong sat directly on the bed without taking a wheelchair, and simply got closer, and was about to lean into Bo Yin's arms, but he himself didn't realize it.

"I think about what to play, game?" Yu Zhehong said to himself, gradually forgetting his original intention, "Is there any introductory game... Snake eating?"

Bo Yin: "..."

He still knows about eating snakes.no.

"Weibo?" Yu Zhehong opened Weibo and swiped it. Boyin looked at all kinds of news and felt that human beings are very boring.

"Then watch dramas? Read novels?"

Bo Yin also refused.

"That's still a small game." Yu Zhehong turned on Xiaoxiaole, and took Boyin's hand to poke on the screen, and the sound effect quickly filled the quiet meditation room.

Bo Yin: "..."

He pressed Yu Zhehong's hand instead, and sighed.

In the next second, the sound effect of the mini game suddenly exploded, and Yu Zhehong watched all the fruits disappear instantly, dumbfounded.

——Teacher Bo said contemptuously that he doesn't play such mentally handicapped games.

Boyin stretched out a hand, and white metal liquid slowly gathered in the palm, and then gradually formed, turning into a mobile phone exactly like Yu Zhehong's.

The mobile phone is an easy machine to copy for the Mechanic God, at least it is much easier than Yu Zhehong's "shielding device".

Yu Zhehong: "... I lost."

He thought he was teaching the long live old man to feel new technology, but he forgot how good the long live old man's skill tree was.

Bo Yin looked at him, as if waiting for him to take the initiative.

Yu Zhehong: "?" Can't receive radio waves.

Boyin took his hand, entered the fingerprint on the new phone and then entered his own.

"Same." Bo Yin said lightly.

The airflow of his words brushed against Yu Zhehong's ears, Yu Zhehong coughed, and the tips of his ears were a little red.

"Are you cold? Do you want me to share the quilt with you?" Yu Zhehong said nonchalantly in order to conceal his strangeness.Without waiting for Boyin to refuse, he wrapped the two of them together with a quilt.

Bo Yin: "..."

This posture seems to be the posture between roommates watching a drama together.

Yu Zhehong: "Mr. Bo, do you want to watch a movie?"

Bo Yin suddenly said: "Read your comics."

He seems to have never read Yu Zhehong's cartoons. Although this person has been drawing by his side, he has never paid attention to what Yu Zhehong drew.

"Huh??" Yu Zhehong said, "I still can't...!"

I believe that when any creator hears someone saying that he wants to read his work, his first reaction is shame, just like when the teacher asked you to read your own composition on stage in high school.

Yu Zhehong didn't blush much just now, but now her whole face started to turn red: "There is nothing interesting about my drawing!"

And to Bo Yin, it seems that the degree of shame is doubled.

Bo Yin glanced down and saw that his collarbone was red, and the little red mole on his collarbone was even brighter.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Yu Zhehong regarded death as home: "... Forget it, you can watch it if you want."

Yu Zhehong piaji buried her head on Boyin's arm, covered her head, and said in a muffled voice, "I'll avoid it!"

He's about to start writing the outline for the fandom!

Bo Yin was pinned down by him with one hand, unable to move, and slowly turned the pages with the other hand.

He used to use his divine sense to sink into the network and directly capture the location of the person he wanted to kill. This was the first time he controlled the phone through the screen.

After logging on to Green Pigeon.com, Boyin looked at the homepage, and felt that the entire website was green and the screen was ugly.

He didn't think of the search box at first, and he turned through the list for a long time before he found it.Yu Zhehong's position is the first recommended position.

His comic is called "Salty Journey", and Bo Yin reads it very quickly, and finished the first chapter in a few seconds.

The protagonist of the story is a salted fish spirit, who knew from the moment of consciousness that he was going to be eaten, mixed with a large number of salted fish and waited to die.

But an accident happened accidentally, the person who pickled the salted fish was killed by the enemy, and the spirit of the salted fish passed through him.

The salted fish spirit who woke up was forcibly drawn into an adventure team, and the story began.

Bo Yin: "..."

It was boring for him to retell.In fact, if this story had not been drawn by Yu Zhehong, it would not have such a high popularity.

Yu Zhehong's personal style is too strong, every few pages throws out a hilarious sand sculpture stalk, although Bo Yin can't get it, but the floating barrage above is like a large landslide "hahaha".

Bo Yin has seen Yu Zhehong's memory, and Yu Zhehong didn't draw this type of comics in his previous life. At that time, he was more intense and had a clearer distinction between love and hate, but Yu Zhehong here seems a little confused.

Also chose a confused salted fish essence as the protagonist.

Some people in the comments said that this comic is not that kind of masterpiece, but it is a good commercial comic.

Bo Yin scrolled down, and suddenly saw several discordant comments:

[Such a trash can also be the protagonist, if you want to be a trash author, your three views are wrong]

【Draw something, bored to death】

[This broken manga can also be on the list, so spend money to buy it]

[Why are there so many people watching? ?Am I the only one who thinks it doesn't look good? 】

There is also a long story:

[With all due respect, this comic has too many flaws, 1, xxxx, 2, xxxx, 3...]

[Is the protagonist not responding to his former master?You can become a spirit after someone pickled you, but you used his body when he was killed, why don't you avenge him?In my opinion balabala...]

Because it is the first work of a new cartoonist, Yu Zhehong has not yet accumulated any fans, and few people refute these comments.

Bo Yin frowned and said, "Yu Zhehong."

"Huh?" The quilt ball named Yu Zhehong moved, revealing a pair of eyes, "What's wrong."

Bo Yin showed him the screen.

"Oh, these. They're all badass, don't worry about it." Yu Zhehong sneered disdainfully.Then he looked at Bo Yin's eyes again, and raised his heart, "Wait, Teacher Bo, you don't want to kill them, do you?? This crime is not deadly, they just scolded me."

Bo Yin didn't speak.

He was silent for a while, then said, "I won't kill them."

Yu Zhehong looked at his expression carefully, then breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to bury her head: "You are so slow to read, why did you only read the first episode, hurry up and I will come out..."

Bo Yin was still not feeling well.

If he was angry at the time when the director of the Spiritual Research Institute threatened him with Yu Zhehong, then why now?

It was Yu Zhehong who was scolded, but he also felt angry.

He thought for a while, if he was the one being scolded, he wouldn't be so emotional.But it was Yu Zhehong, but he found it unbearable.

Boyin clicked the "Reply" button, but found that he needed to register an account.He smoothly entered the ID card information that Yu Zhehong gave him forged, and then got stuck facing the ID box.

——The name I chose for myself is actually a reflection of my inner cognition of myself.

Bo Yin could imagine what ID Yu Zhehong might take, but he couldn't think of what his own name should be.

The ID box was blank, just like his heart was blank.

--"What am I?

At this moment, Yu Zhehong suddenly raised his head and said, "I seem to have heard something."

Almost instantly, Bo Yin's divine sense also caught a tremor outside.

"Wow—!"

A sharp bird cry soared into the sky, and the bell tower of Lingjun Temple burst into flames!

The monks were startled up before falling asleep, and said in a daze:

"on fire?!"

"Then... what is that?"

"God! Why is Bi Fang here?!"

The author has something to say: Q: How can I avoid the iceberg that I have smothered from being cut off?

Answer: Comrade Little Rainbow, please do it yourself.

#I write my own fan#

I have to drive home at night, so tomorrow may only be updated at noon.If there is time, it is still a double update.