[Quick Transmigration] Lord God is not happy

The Lord God was stunned, and let him hug him. He seemed to be thinking but blinked his eyes blankly, and replied: "I'm not leaving yet."

His usually cold voice was rarely filled with a bit of stiff tenderness, as if he was deliberately learning how to comfort others.

He Youqian took a good look at him, and asked him carefully if there was anything uncomfortable. After finding that he was indeed intact, he felt a little relieved.

He remembered Tianshen's words at the beginning, and choked up again.

So in the end...or leave him.

But deep in the sky, why don't you tell me where are you going after you leave me?

He has never been so close to a person, concerned about his mood, worried about his life, and considered his future.

He has already written the boy into a part of his life, but it seems that there is no him in the boy's future.

He Youqian didn't want to think about these disappointing things anymore, he opened the car door for Tianshen, smiled habitually, turned around and drove to a barbecue restaurant, and took him to have supper.

He deeply likes delicious food. There are so many delicacies in this world, can he help him to stay in Tianshen longer?

In the car.

"Shen Shen, what did you do last night? It seems that you have really solved the problem that has troubled my brother for a long time." He asked half-mockingly and half-curiously.

The Lord God didn't even move his eyebrows: "It's nothing, I just asked them to admit and apologize."

"You don't need to have a psychological burden because of this. That is the result that this matter should have developed later. I just brought this result forward a little bit."

He Youqian joked and said, "So Shenshen is so sure, brother can make them apologize?"

Lord God: "I said it long ago, you will be successful."

A smile spread across He Youqian's eyes again, but it seemed to only cover up a deeper level of sadness: "Why, why do you believe so much that I can succeed?"

"Because..." The Lord God couldn't think of how to express the sentence concisely and clearly for a moment, paused for a few seconds, and said concisely, "Because, you are... the chosen one."

"What was chosen? Was it chosen by you?" He Youqian was joking, but in his heart he was genuinely happy with the possibility that seemed to symbolize a certain sense of fate.

The Lord God didn't answer him clearly, turned his face away slightly, and said unnaturally "cheeky": "Well, if you can meet me, you are already a person with great luck. Since you have great luck, it is naturally not difficult to succeed."

He Youqian was so cute by his appearance that he couldn't help but want to pinch his deep face.

Not only is he used to Tianshen's cold face that has remained unchanged for thousands of years now, but he can occasionally read his very subtle expressions, and now he can make up his own brains on Tianshen's face like a blind man Such modifications were put on Tianshen without any sense of disobedience.

The head of the main god subconsciously tilted back a little, and finally gave up altogether.

Today's He Youqian's mood fluctuated a bit, and it was true that he was absent from class first... Forget it, just satisfy him for a while.

He Youqian didn't expect to meet Tianshen's face at all, this move was purely a temporary hormone secretion, when Tianshen was dodging, belated regret flooded his heart.

He put his hand down resentfully.

The Lord God glanced at his embarrassed smile, and shouted hello dissatisfied.

"Do you want to touch it or not?" the main god said with a straight face.

He Youqian's hand on the steering wheel slipped, and he quickly stabilized it with sharp eyesight and quick hands, and scratched his ears involuntarily: "Huh?"

He hallucinated?

Is Tianshen's touch what he thought it meant?

Lord God: "If you don't touch it, forget it."

"Then can you stop being absent-minded?" There were traces of bewildered condemnation in the eyes of the Lord God.

Tianshen's words just fell when He Youqian's fingers touched Tianshen's cold and soft face extremely gently.

He laughed out loud, and just like that, he took his hand back again.

The Lord God didn't feel anything yet, so he withdrew his hand.

How could He Youqian be willing to pinch her deep face for no reason, such delicate skin and tender flesh should be taken care of carefully.

At the beginning, the thought was just a sudden urge to pinch the cute thing, but after that effort, doing such a move, no matter how you think about it, it's greasy.

He Youqian didn't want to spoil his impression of Tianshen.

Tianshen was willing to get closer to him.

His mood improved visibly.

He temporarily forgot that he originally planned to ask Tianshen how to solve the trouble for him, or what wasted because of it.

The Lord God looked out of the window and sighed in his heart.

I really envy human beings who can smile when they touch a god's face.

But...he secretly glanced at He Youqian again, there was a lingering smile on the corner of the other's mouth, and the hands holding the steering wheel were leisurely and comfortable.

If this can make you happy... then touch him a few more times.

The Lord God thought "with great mercy".

The next day, Xinnuo Middle School.

Zhang Liqian came to the classroom early in the morning, reciting the Chinese text by himself on his seat.

He finally waited until Tianshen came to the classroom.

After Tianshen sat down, he couldn't help asking: "Shenshen, where did you go yesterday afternoon?"

"Gong Rulin, Yi Mianmian, and Xia Yunzhi are all with you, right?" Why...why didn't they call him?

——You can’t tell ordinary people about supernatural beings.

That's basically what the humans he knew told him so.

The Lord God had no choice but to cut his head and say: "Gong Rulin is ill, and the other two met later."

Zhang Liqian's lips tightened: "...So, you just went to the hospital, right?"

The Lord God didn't want to lie to him: "No, but I can't tell you where to go."

A trace of injury flashed across Zhang Liqian's eyes.

He didn't know what to say in reply.

"Yesterday, the grade leader was very angry, and Teacher Wang was scolded." He changed the subject, and by the way, summarized for him what happened after they left yesterday.

"Why are you angry? Don't we have an excuse?" the Lord God asked.

Zhang Liqian: "The three of you have leave slips, but Yi Mianmian doesn't. I heard from her classmates that their class teacher emphasized this matter in class. Maybe Yi Mianmian will be punished today."

Xia Yunzhi also came to the classroom, heard the words and said: "Then will we be punished?"

Zhang Liqian: "The three of you probably can't, but not necessarily Yi Mianmian."

In fact, Tianshen also knew it...

Not to mention punishment, at least a punishment will be given.

Because he was just accompanying Gong Rulin to see a doctor, but he didn't go home, nor did he come to school, and he asked his family member, He Youqian, to go to the police.

He made a perjury for Tianshen.

He told the teacher and the grade group leader that Tianshen looked a little sick, including He Youqianshi.

This was also one of the reasons why He Youqian was so nervous.

The Lord God looked at Xia Yunzhi, and said in a deep voice without doubt: "You brought Yi Mianmian out. You have a leave note, but she doesn't."

There was no guilt on Xia Yunzhi's face, as usual he smiled innocently and innocently and said: "She insisted on following, I didn't take the initiative to call her."

The Lord God did not speak, but stared coldly into his eyes.

The meaning of Tianshen is sometimes very easy to understand.

He seems to be cold, serious and unreasonable, but in fact, his pure and clear eyes are often as clean and pure as a newborn baby, which can be seen at a glance.

Being stared at by Tianshen, Xia Yunzhi avoided his gaze for a while, feeling that he was being deeply scorned and cast aside.

"...I didn't mean to shirk, well, I will solve this trouble for Yi Mianmian." Seeing that Tianshen was still looking at him, Xia Yunzhi added with a sigh, "I will apologize to her .”

Tianshen hummed lightly, as if he had finally heard his younger brother make a reliable suggestion.

After Wang Hua finished class, he called Tianshen out to talk alone.

He first expressed his condolences to Tianshen, and then briefly explained what happened yesterday.

"In order to fight for you not to be punished, the teacher was reprimanded by the grade leader for a long time." Wang Huasi teased politely.

"...Thank you, teacher." The Lord God felt a little guilty.

Wang Hua started to adjust his glasses again, and said with a smile, "It's all trivial, the teacher knows that you are unusual."

The Lord God blinked blankly: "...?"

Teacher, what do you know?

Seeing his expression, Wang Hua chuckled lightly, and at this moment he didn't have the slightest pretensions of the teacher: "Little friend, the teacher is not really blind."

"Don't worry, the teacher won't talk nonsense, the teacher is still a firm materialist."

"This time I came to see you, not all because of what happened yesterday." The lens he was holding on reflected a white light, which made Wang Huasiwen's shrewd and unfathomable face for a moment.

"The 10th of next month will be Xinnuo's annual art festival. Xinnuo's art festival has always hired special personnel to shoot the whole process and put it on the Internet."

"Heavenly deep, as the grassroots of our class, you must be interested in participating, right?" Wang Hua added softly and meaningfully, "The teacher is very open-minded, even if he was scolded by the grade leader yesterday. It was bloody and my salary was deducted, but I didn't bring my temper into the classroom like the head teacher of the sixth class."

Lord God: "..."

How could the main god be interested in participating in the art festival.

He also doesn't know any human art.

but……

He was stuck for a while, and finally said a word: "How much salary is deducted from you?"

Wang Hua smiled generously and gently: "Not much, if you win the first prize in an art festival, the teacher's salary will be fully covered, which is more than enough."

The Lord God showed embarrassment: "But, I don't have any talents."

Wang Hua said indifferently: "Isn't talent very simple? I heard that you did some boxing during your military training. A martial arts performance like this is pretty good."

"Tianshen, your own conditions are very good. It doesn't matter if you sing a song, talk about cross talk, or recite a poem."

Wang Hua seemed to have already made arrangements: "By the way, Xia Yunzhi told me yesterday that I can arrange a stage play with you. This was proposed by Xia Yunzhi. For the teacher, let's count him as him for now Tianshen, if you are dragged by him to participate in the rehearsal, the teacher will naturally have no objection, but don't forget your own solo project."

Lord God: "I..."

Wang Hua looked at him with a smile, his silver-rimmed glasses glowed with a soft but eerie white light.

"What's the matter, student Tianshen, do you have any opinions? The teacher is very open-minded and listens to students' opinions..."

Lord God: "...No."

Wang Hua laughed in satisfaction, and praised the good boy: "Very well, if you want to rehearse, you can ask the teacher for leave. As long as you don't delay your studies, the teacher will give you leave at the discretion of the teacher."