Please fall in love with a dangerous god

Dispersion refraction: [Chu Zhinan?What is he looking for me for? 】

Shen Xunhua said: [I actually don't know too well, but I have some guesses.I also have some news about the next list, how about I talk to you first? 】

[Did your editor tell you that the next list is very important, so you have to work hard? 】

Yu Zhehong remembered Miss Xiao Ming's entrustment, and said: [Yes.I also promised her to keep updating. 】

Three Thousand Xunhua: [That's right!According to the internal information I have received, Berryman has an intention to publish in the near future, and is in contact with various comic platforms.And the list they will focus on is probably the list of "publishing incubators". 】

Shen Xunhua's family is very rich and has various channels to receive news. It is almost a certainty that she will tell Yu Zhehong.

This is really big news.

Berryman has publishing intentions? ?

You know, although Berryman Publishing House publishes a batch of comics every year, they are only treated by veteran masters? An honorary award.

Only in certain special years would Berryman Publishing House want to absorb new blood——Yu Zhehong just remembered that this year seemed to be the integer anniversary of Berryman.

If a newcomer is spotted by Berryman Publishing House, it can be said that half of his body has already been covered with the golden light of Berryman...

Yu Zhehong lost his mind for a while, and then said: 【...Ah, so I knew it in advance, isn't it too good? 】

Sanqianxunhua: [...you think everyone is as stupid as you!These wind directions are not a secret at all in the circle of painters on the top floor, they all know it in private, otherwise why do you think that so-and-so... moves so frequently recently? 】

Yu Zhehong: "."

Most of Shen Xunhualie's names are unfamiliar to him.

Shen Xunhua sent a [sigh.jpg], saying: [Look at you, the painters of the previous Newcomer Awards, who didn't integrate into the social circle very quickly? ...But having said that, you can do it like this, too much mixing is easy to cause trouble. 】

Most of Yu Zhehong's artist friends are relatively low-key, and he is relatively busy in reality, so Shen Xunhua is the only one who really plays well.

Yu Zhehong: [Thank you for the compliment. [Humble.jpg]]

Three Thousand Xunhua: [I'm not praising you!I gave Chu Zhinan your number, you just won the Newcomer of the Year Award, and you are gaining momentum, so be careful not to get caught up in what he says. 】

[Didi] Two beeps, Chu Zhinan's friend request has been sent.

After the last turmoil, Chu Zhinan chose to withdraw from the circle and change his pseudonym. This Jiahe account is a small account, which is blank and has a black profile picture.

Yu Zhehong had already guessed what he was going to say. The "Publishing Incubation Room" list, as the name suggests, is a publication recommendation position, and it is an IP work that is recommended by the website.He won the rookie cup, and the next one should be on this list—seeing the past, it was almost like this.

But this time...

Over there, Chu Zhinan finally spoke, and he cut to the chase: [Is it dispersion and refraction?Do you know the author of [Kur Moon]?? 】

Yu Zhehong raised his eyebrows, this name was one of those mentioned by Shen Xunhua just now.

... This time, his list may not go according to the routine.

Sure enough, almost at the same time he was thinking this way, Chu Zhinan said: 【I was his friend before, but now we broke up.He is going to push your position down, are you prepared? 】

[To tell you the truth, I was used as a gun by him last time, and he was the mastermind.He can't handle the other two candidates selected by the editor, so he has his eyes on you. 】

【are you there? 】

[The other party retracted two messages. ]

Yu Zhehong pinched the center of her eyebrows, feeling an urge to sigh.

He knew it, and it was this kind of intrigue!

He just had a heart-to-heart talk with Mr. Bo two days ago about age and race, and he finished the third chapter of "Chef" with this energy, as if he was still immersed in the world of that universe.But Chu Zhinan's words brought him back to reality.

Yu Zhehong: Indifference.jpg.

The publishing incubator can only accommodate three people at a time, and a period lasts 15 days, which is enough to decide many things.

The wind direction of Berryman has moved many people, and their editors will first protect their authors? Therefore, the competition in the next issue of the incubator will be quite fierce.

—He might be moved to the next issue.I also gave him a good recommendation, but Berryman will pay attention to it in the next issue. The gold content of the two lists is too different!

In Yu Zhehong's previous life, he hadn't seen such a big storm, but when he saw Chu Zhinan's surrender, he didn't feel surprised, but felt bored.

Maybe every creator? When he first entered the industry, he thought about creating with all his heart. Money, reputation, etc. are all accompanying things, but only after entering? They will also fight openly and secretly because of interests.

Chu Zhinan vaguely glanced at himself completely at these words, but who knows what roles the two played in the last incident?What Yu Zhehong thought? According to Chu Zhinan's character, he was provoked, but he planned the whole thing.

And that "Kur Moon" was just a fan of the flames.

Yu Zhehong doesn't have much impression of this name, it seems to be an old-fashioned painter who has declined in recent years.

Dispersion refraction: [I see. 】

After Yu Zhehong finished posting, he deleted Chu Zhinan before he could speak.

His good mood was a little disturbed, and he didn't want to see the villain jumping around again and again.

Yu Zhehong entered his room, packed up the drawings, and paused when his eyes touched the imitation Berryman trophy that Mr. Bo gave him.

The three words of Berryman have been operating until now, and they have long been more than just an award.It has its own art college, company industry, publishing house and so on.

The last work of Yu Zhehong's previous life was published by Berryman, but he finally left first and failed to get on the podium of Berryman.

And now, he seems to be about to touch that junction again, many years faster than in his previous life.

It's like the best route he should have taken in his previous life. He is a talented young painter who doesn't need to run away from home or worry about his livelihood. The first work he painted was his favorite; he didn't encounter any sudden illness Strike, you can create the most free creation without interrupting your creative enthusiasm.

Yu Zhehong is not a cowardly person, nor is he a torturer? But he is a little hesitant now.

Does he have to take part in the struggle?Do you have to be on that list in the next issue—Green Pigeon again? Didn’t he not be given the list?Even if it does, will he be selected for publication?

For these, let his pure creative enthusiasm be destroyed, is it worth it?

Yu Zhehong didn't know.

He stared out the window for a while, and suddenly a voice came from behind: "What are you thinking?"

"Teacher Bo." Yu Zhehong rubbed her head, hesitated for a second, and said, "It's nothing serious, I just encountered a small problem at work... Well, how is Grandma Leiya today?"

His thoughts were pulled back, and when he thought of the dream gem, he felt a little uneasy, and also a little strangely excited.

Boyin didn't notice it, and said, "The indicators are normal."

He put a lunch box on Yu Zhehong's workbench, and said solemnly, "The bento made during the year is still hot."

Such life-like sentences were uttered by him, which had an unexpected comic effect.Yu Zhehong burst out laughing, looking at his serious expression, I don't know why I felt a little itchy, like a little feather scratching, and asked deliberately: "Did you make it for you or for me?"

He didn't go down for the past two days, and when he rushed to the end of the manuscript, he directly drank the nutritional supplements prepared by Boyin.But Bo Yin would go down once a day, and if you want to thank him for a hundred years, you should also thank Teacher Bo.

It may not be that he dares to be interested in the God of Mechanics, but it is also a kind of show of favor.

Bo Yin looked at him and said, "No matter who it is for, it is yours."

This answer exceeded Yu Zhehong's expectation, he said in surprise: "Mr. Bo, have you ever memorized the perfect score answer for couples!"

Boyin looked at him, and said slowly: "I have indeed seen some in the past two days."

Yu Zhehong: "..."

Yu Zhehong's jaw almost dropped in shock.

Platinum teacher to go to see love strategy? ?

Yu Zhehong couldn't imagine this scene, but felt that his world view was faintly broken.Immediately afterwards, Boyin flashed a smile, and said again: "But I don't think I need those answering instructions."

"If you really like it, it should be like that."

Yu Zhehong: "...I am willing to bow down!"

He held his forehead weakly, feeling for the umpteenth time that the progress of the Protoss was too fast.In just a few days, I have been able to answer what "really like" is.

Outside the window was the boundless grass and the sun was shining brightly. Yu Zhehong looked at him for a while with his chin in his hands, and somehow he felt better again.

He said, "Mr. Bo, shall I braid your hair?"

After Bo Yin took off the crown, there was no decoration on her hair, and her long silver hair fell loose.What does Yu Zhehong think? He is suitable for more ornate decorations.

They sat down by the window.

In the past, Yu Zhehong sat in a wheelchair and Boyin stood, but now Yu Zhehong adjusted the height of the wheelchair to overlook the top of Boyin's head, which is a bit novel.

The wind with the fragrance of flowers came from outside the window, slightly flicking the long hair of Boyin.His normally icy side face was coated with sunlight, his silver hair was illuminated into pale gold, and even his eyelashes felt fluffy.

Starting from the temples, Yu Zhehong braided a circle of thin braids for Boyin to the back of her head. At first glance, it looked like a wreath of finely divided flowers.

……

That night.

Bo Yin remembered that she slept soundly in the room, but when she opened her eyes, she was already in another world.

His pupils narrowed for a moment.

——Every time he dreams, his memory of real life will be blurred, leaving only a hazy impression, replaced by the memory of the dark world in the dream.

In the dream, he seemed to return to himself when he just woke up.Desperation and pain are infinitely stretched, tyranny grows, and sometimes even the mind is blurred.After waking up, the dream will be forgotten again.

——In other words, he should not have the above cognitions in the dream.His memory on both sides is split.

He was now able to connect the two.

That's the problem.This dream is different from before?

When Bo Yin realized this, he was a little dazed.

When he was in the real world, the last normal memory about dreams was still in the age of gods.Since waking up, he has been in this extremely fragmented state.

He sat up, and scattered memories rushed back.

The first time Yu Zhehong entered his dream, he wanted to kill him, and he found out that he was real when the dream was about to collapse; and the second time, he was able to confirm the existence of Yu Zhehong, and then in the dream... …

Bo Yin narrowed his eyes.

Here, a more mechanical and instinctive him seems to have realized his feelings for Yu Zhehong earlier.

The previous two dreams were all because of the dream gem, so is it this time?

He and Yu Zhehong shared a dream gem——when did it happen?

Where is Yu Zhehong?

Bo Yin looked down, and he was standing on top of a huge night-god.Ye Youshen was asleep, like a giant mountain, only those silver mechanical tentacles were unconsciously swaying in the water, like Medusa's long hair.

As for this night wandering god, half of its body was submerged in the black-blue sea water, and the exposed part was embracing a small thing like an embrace.Both protection and possession?

It was an ice floe.

There was a tree growing on the ice floe, with slender and luxuriant branches and leaves, some of which touched the body of the Night Traveling God, but the monster didn't think it was disobedient.

The surrounding area was silent, there was no wave or trace on the sea, the dark clouds above had disappeared, and the sun was shining brilliantly.The tree stretched wantonly in the sunshine, and a tree of light blue flowers bloomed.