I'm a god in the infinite game

Challenge day.

Mu Sicheng woke up from the dormitory, dressed in a daze, and gave himself? Squeeze toothpaste, brush his teeth and wash his face. After a simple wash, Mu Sicheng opened his mouth and yawned, with tears overflowing from the corners of his eyes? Light inadvertently glanced at the messy desktop that hadn't been tidied up after reviewing the whole night.

There is a small calendar on the corner of the table, which was given to him by Liu Huai before.

Mu Sicheng is very good at doing things. He has no habit of using a calendar to keep track of things, and even forgets some key exams, but Liu Huai has always been careful in doing things. He marked some important experimental reports on the calendar. The examination node of the subject is displayed, and then placed in the corner of Mu Sicheng's desk.

The exam time reminded on the last line of the calendar has long passed, followed by Mu Sicheng himself? Added the reminder of the make-up exam date.

Mu Sicheng looked at the calendar and walked up slowly. He lowered his head and marked the date on the calendar with a red pen, and said to himself: "One, two... seven, seven days."

"I haven't been here for another seven days? I have stolen things in reality."

Mu Sicheng's pen paused.

...After meeting Bai Liu, because there were too many messy things like this, it seemed that he never committed kleptomaniac in reality.

If she's still around? Knowing he hasn't stolen anything for a week...

Most likely, I will draw a little red flower for him in the discipline book very childishly and seriously.

Mu Sicheng's hand holding the red pen was slowly clenched. He lowered his eyes and sneered lightly. He raised his hand and drew a small red flower under today's date for himself. Hat? Put it on, pushed open the door of the dormitory and went out.

The wind slipped in through the cracks of the open windows, blowing the page of the calendar on the corner of the desk with little red flowers scrawled on it, and it was about to turn over.

Under this little red flower, there is also a dirty stick figure tramp and a laughing arrogant monkey?, next to it is written - [The tramp and the monkey] the first show date of the challenge!

Mu Ke was sitting at the dining table, drinking porridge slowly with a porcelain spoon, facing his parents who were silent and worried.

Father Mu was the first to speak. He clenched his fist and coughed a little tensely: "Muke, it's like this. I approved the money you asked for before to your company. Dad, I don't care about you either." Can you pay back your money, as long as you are happy? Good."

"Daddy wants to discuss something with you today."

Mu Ke put down the porcelain spoon, wiped his mouth with a paper towel, then raised his head calmly, and looked at his father who was looking forward to him.

As long as he can remember, his father has asked him for anything, and almost never pursued the consequences of what he did. Even if some things sometimes walk on the edge of gray and ruin people, his father doesn't care.

Mu Ke always thought that to be able to treat him like this? Well, his father must love him, and the people around him told him so.

But there is another situation, that is, his father didn't expect him to do anything worthwhile, and he was already prepared for it, so he can degenerate no matter what.

And? This is the first time Mu Ke has remembered that his father looked at him with such expectant eyes.

"Xiao Ke." His father said, "I have a child outside? Just one year younger than you. I want to bring him back."

Mu Ke chuckled lightly: "Just one year younger?"

His father coughed in embarrassment: "Xiao Ke, don't misunderstand me. I really didn't intend to have this child because you had a congenital heart disease after birth. This child? It was just an accident. too much……"

"Mom also knows." His father looked at his mother next to him. "As soon as I came back, I admitted my mistake to your mother. My mother was angry with me for a long time. She once wanted to divorce me, but she finally forgave her." You didn't let the other party beat the child?"

"After all, the child is innocent. In the end, my mother decided to raise it with me, so this child was raised outside by my mother and me."

His mother raised her head, looked at Mu Ke with complicated eyes, and finally nodded slowly: "That child is also very sensible and cute, about the same age as you, and my mother really can't let it go .”

Mu Ke's eyelids dropped slightly: "I like children who are one year younger than me? You can completely regenerate yourself."

He smiled and raised his eyes: "Is it because I am afraid of you? The second child of the two is still a defective product like me, so I found someone else?"

The whole dinner table was silent.

Father Mu took a deep breath: "Xiao Ke, you are our first child. We have a deep affection for you, and we have always treated you kindly. For so many years, we have kept that... The child was raised outside, and I never let you know about it, just because I was afraid that if you found out, your heart would feel uncomfortable and something would happen."

"Now? I'll tell you when your condition improves."

"You want money to give money, what are you going to do? I will strongly support it. For so many years, I have never said no to you. How many people in my position can do this?" Father Mu looked deeply into Mu Ke's eyes, "How much do you know? Anyone with your disease would have died long ago?"

The smile on Mu Ke's face widened: "If you guys want to say no to me, it must have been when I was first born?"

"You guys must have thought about it many times, if I were like those people who got sick, I would die sooner."

"Muke—!" Father Mu slapped the table angrily, and slapped him hard, "What are you talking about?!"

Mu Ke was slapped so that his face turned to one side, blood slowly slipped from the corner of his mouth, and his side face instantly became red and swollen. He laughed softly, stretched out his tongue to lick the blood from the corner of his mouth, and turned his head to face Mu Fu, Smiling softly: "But I'm so... so good, and it's so... a pity to die."

"Father, you must have thought many times, if your illegitimate son? is as outstanding as I am? It's fine. You don't have to choose...between us...painfully."

"It's a pity that he can't compare to me." Mu Ke slowly pushed away the chair and stood up. He looked at Mu Fu who was speechless, and chuckled, "The one who lived a long time was just a mediocre trash. The one with the shortest talent is too high to ask for."

"But even so, you have finally made a choice now."

Mu Ke lowered his eyelashes and said calmly, "It's more important to live long."

"You take him back." Mu Ke politely bowed to his parents, then walked out.

"Xiao Ke." Father Mu suddenly said, his tone was slow and tired, "It was Dad's fault just now, I... shouldn't have hit you so hard."

"But you have to know, you don't know when you will leave. Your mother and I dare not, and we can't put all our things and feelings on you... a dying person, If it were anyone else, he wouldn't dare to place too many chips on you."

"We have to make some plans for our future."

Mu Fu's voice became heavy, and he said:

"You should be content, Xiao Ke."

Mu Ke's back paused, he hummed calmly, opened the door and left: "I will find someone who is willing to bet on me."

Tang Erda was the first to arrive at the conference room.

Liu Jiayi came from behind. She was tidied up very energetically, with a tight ponytail tied on top of her head. It looked like she was using a lot of strength, which made Liu Jiayi's eyes fly to both sides. Suddenly, she looked at Tang Er and pointed at the top of her head: "Can you loosen it for me? It's too tight."

Tang Erda pulled it a little clumsily.

Liu Jiayi paused speechlessly: "It's tighter." Her eyes were about to be torn into two thin slits.

Xiang Chunhua likes to comb this kind of tight high ponytail for her for ten minutes, but Liu Jiayi is a bit unacceptable, but every time the other party holds the comb? He comes over expectantly and asks if she needs to comb her hair...

Liu Jiayi couldn't say no to it?

In short, is it better than her brother? Yes.

After 3 minutes, Mu Sicheng kicked the door in. When he saw Liu Jiayi's braid that was pulled aside, he started to laugh loudly: "What a shame, you! What? A non-mainstream look!"

Liu Jiayi rolled her eyes and said, "Tang Er called me to make this happen, come and help me to do it, and I will go on stage to accompany Bai Liu to draw lots later."

Mu Sicheng glanced at Tang Erda contemptuously, then rolled up his sleeves, gearing up, "What about Captain Tang, who can't even tie a little girl's pigtails well, look at me!"

Ten to five minutes later.

Liu Jiayi looked at the mirror blankly. She was ripped like a chicken coop. She raised the corners of her mouth: "Can't even tie a little girl's braid well?"

Mu Si sincerely withdrew from Liu Jiayi's scope of the mirror, and moved his eyes outward: "Everyone has their own? Areas they are not good at..."

Two minutes later, Mu Ke opened the door and walked in.

Tang Erda and Mu Sicheng looked at Mu Ke as if asking for help, and Mu Ke and Liu Jiayi, who was sitting on the? Help."

after an hour.

Liu Jiayi looked at herself ashamed. Muke, who was combing her hair carefully one by one, said, "Are you still okay?"

Mu Ke shook his head solemnly: "It will take about three hours. I'm putting a hair mask on your split hair, otherwise it won't be smooth when you tie it up later."

"..." Liu Jiayi fell on the table with empty eyes, "I just want to tie a small braid? That's all..."

Mu Ke shook his head disapprovingly: "You are very popular, you should take care of every strand of hair properly."

"I'd better wait for Bai Liu to come over and get it for me." Liu Jiayi jumped on the chair, kicked her legs and turned around, distanced herself from Mu Ke, and sighed with complex and contempt, "You? Three people with an average age over A man in his twenties and five, it takes a few seconds to kill a monster, what? Can’t even put a braid on a kid like me? Is it difficult? "

"Are all men like this? Uncoordinated hands and feet?"

Tang Er frowned and retorted: "Su Chao is very good at this."

"Nonsense? He's already married and has children, so of course he's good at it..." Liu Jiayi paused subtly as she spoke, "Ni Shen is also very good at this, and he's also good at it. He can also make different styles."

"Is this a special skill of married men?"

As soon as Liu Jiayi finished speaking, Bai Liu pushed the door and walked in. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Liu Jiayi who was sitting cross-legged on a chair. His eyes moved up to see Liu Jiayi's ponytail that was pulled to the right by Tang Erda, embedded in the ponytail The ponytail in the chicken coop that Sicheng made.

He naturally stretched out his hand to untie the ponytail, combed Mu Ke's half-cured hair twice with five fingers, quickly gathered the surrounding broken hair, divided it into three strands, overlapped twice, and hung it on his wrist The rubber band is easy to tie up.

A small braid that is easy, fast, and tight enough? Just? Tie it up, and the whole process does not exceed 3 minutes.

Liu Jiayi: "..."

Tang Erda: "..."

Mu Sicheng: "..."

Mu Ke: "..."

Bai Liu looked at the team members who looked at him with strange expressions, raised his eyebrows and asked back: "Why? Looking at me with such an expression that I seem to be a good wife and mother?"