Reincarnated as the spirit behind the male god

This sentence is too domineering, a bit pretentious, and a bit secondary, anyway, it doesn't sound like a normal person can say it.

Lu Wei wanted to laugh, but when he opened his mouth, his heart felt sour.

Since he was a child, he knew that he was not smart enough. If he wanted not to be hated by his parents, he had to learn to be obedient, not to make too many demands, and not to cause trouble for everyone.

Being well-behaved and worry-free is his advantage and the only quality worthy of liking.

Of course, he has maintained this quality all these years. Even Aunt Cui only knows that he has well-developed tear glands and he hasn't given much trouble.

But ever since he became the soul behind the male god, he has been causing troubles, and even quarreled with him without a number of b. perturbed.

I'm afraid that Yan Jinyang will feel bored and disgusted because of this.

But the male god told him with practical actions that the other party not only absolutely believed in him, but also protected him unconditionally.

Even though this sentence sounds like bragging, this kind of firm tone is inexplicably reliable.

The crying could not help but leaked out of his throat, first it was a small babble, then it became louder and louder, and finally he couldn't bear the grievance, bit the bone of his forearm, and cried so loudly that he couldn't control it.

While crying, he waved his hand to Yan Jinyang: "No, I'm fine, I'm not crying..."

Although Yan Jinyang couldn't see his tears, he could hear the sound of water sucking when he sobbed.

Unlike crying Cecil a few days ago, Lu Wei's tears this time had a sense of venting, like a huge grievance that had been accumulated in the past, but today it all broke out because of a fuse.

Because the filter was too thick, Yan Jinyang selectively forgot, and the little guy didn't seem to hold back before.

Heartache is heartache, but facing Lu Wei's posture of crying down the Great Wall, Yan Jinyang is a little numb.

"Yuanyuan don't cry, did I say something wrong, you tell me, I can change it."

Lu Wei squinted his eyes, looking tearfully at the man who opened his mouth in front of him and didn't know what to say, and finally could only stretch out his arms and hug him into his arms and pat him lightly. .

The uncontrollable sobbing mixed with the sound of chuckling, crying and laughing, looks like a complete psycho.

Yan Jinyang:?

"I'm sorry Brother Yangyang, but you were too reliable just now, I'm a little happy."

Crying with joy?

Yan Jinyang didn't ask this question, but raised his hand to touch the top of his smooth head, pressed it and shook it: "If you have any questions, just tell me, I don't find it troublesome, really."

"What I believe is that you help me so much unconditionally, and I still cause trouble..."

"Who says I'm unconditional?" Yan Jinyang stretched out his hand, trying to pinch his nose, but when he raised his hand, he found that there is no nasal cartilage in the human skeleton, and there is only a triangular-shaped hollow at the position of the nose.

So he stretched out two fingers, separated slightly, and under Lu Wei's gaze, he poked his finger in the nostril bit by bit, shaking slightly: "If you feel embarrassed, just draw an illustration for our studio, I think the outsourcing company's paintings are not as good as yours, and the fees are too expensive."

Hearing this, Lu Wei stopped sobbing slowly, stood up heartlessly, and nodded repeatedly: "Okay, I'll draw for you for free, as long as you like."

Yan Jinyang sneered: "It's really free? We plan to keep updating this game, so you must keep drawing."

"Well! As long as I can live forever, I can draw." The little skull opened his mouth, as if he had never cried before, and laughed a few times with the male god in front of him. The look of counting money.

Yan Jinyang pulled out his fingers, rescued him from the blanket, and gently put him on the inside of the bed: "Sleep quickly."

Little Skull nodded obediently, then pulled the blanket over to cover his nose, and chuckled softly through the blanket.

Yan Jinyang coughed lightly, turned around as if avoiding something, then turned his back to Lu Wei, smiled and rolled his eyes.

He once heard a saying that only children who can cry can eat sweets, and children who can't cry are more worthy of love, but listening to the heartless laughter of the little skull behind him, he suddenly understood why those people would Give sugar.

Because this crying child is really cute when he smiles.

He deserves the sweetest candy in the world.

+ + + +

Early the next morning, Lu Wei was woken up by a message from the penguin, and there was a message from my aunt on the tablet.

——Your grandpa accidentally: Yuanyuan, do you have time?Lu Xiuhe asked you to come over.

——Your grandpa was not careful: you didn't get up, did you?

——Your grandpa was careless: Then you go to bed first, the same is true for letting your uncle find your boyfriend.

Lu Wei smiled helplessly, and replied:

——Your father couldn't help it: It doesn't matter, I'm already up.

——Your father can't help it: he's really not my boyfriend.

Before the aunt replied, Yan Jinyang walked into the bedroom with his mobile phone first, and said to Lu Wei: "Are you up? Clean up quickly, let's go find my uncle."

After all, without waiting for Lu to move slightly, he directly opened the suitcase, lifted the quilt, and picked him up by pinching his shoulders.

Lu Wei is not fully awake yet, she hangs her head and lets him fiddle with it: "Brother Yangyang, isn't there class today?"

"I asked for leave today, so I don't need to go."

Hearing this, Lu Wei woke up in an instant. He had already sat in the suitcase. Hearing this, he immediately sat up, opened Yan Jinyang's hand, and widened his eyes: "How can this be! I can go to my uncle's house in the afternoon ! You go to class!"

"Little fool," Yan Jinyang tapped his head, "come out quickly, you can still catch up with lunch now."

Lu Wei put his hips on his hips, frowned fiercely and said: "I'm not stupid, it's more important for you to go to class, Brother Yangyang, if you do this, I will be angry!"

"I didn't ask for leave because of your uncle. He just called. Look at the time. It's already ten o'clock. It's too late to go to class now."

Lu Wei stiffened his neck, but still refused to get out of the skeleton.

The two stalemate for a while, and finally Yan Jinyang was defeated and handed the tablet to Lu Wei: "I have something to finish in the morning, so I don't want to give up halfway, so I asked for leave."

Lu Wei turned on the tablet suspiciously, and found that the page was his own Weibo.

In the comment area, yesterday's cursing words have disappeared, replaced by some specious words, interspersed with a few sporadic apology comments.

——Let me just say, Xiao Yueyue's level can't draw such an excellent composition, and it's still used for commercial use, it's really disgusting!

——It has long been said that Mrs. Lu Wei cannot plagiarize. What’s wrong with finding a picture in the free library for the background?It was obviously Xiao Yueyue who was disgusted and came over to touch porcelain.

——One thing to say, I really want to know the original painter, Lu Wei and Xiao Yueyue's paintings are far from him.

——+1, looking at that painting, I always feel like crying, especially depressing.

——Apologize to Mrs. Lu Wei, I shouldn't trust Xiao Yueyue, but I also hope that you will be more diligent in creating by yourself in the future, otherwise it will be a pity for your painting style.

—Is there something wrong upstairs?The wife of the same person is to generate electricity for love, the most important thing is the character, what's wrong with using a free background?

——But these two people are also amazing, there are so many things in the resource library, and this photo is still placed at the back. Fortunately, they were able to find the same one together, and they all used it as the background picture.

——One thing to say, it is the database that infringes, and your wife is not responsible just because it is not profitable.

——The person who posted the picture on the forum is really owed!

——But my wife just borrowed the intention of the world of the undead, which is better than copying the original painting secretly by your Xiao, saying that it is his own original work, right?

—— Mrs. Xiao Yueyue has depression, I hope you don't attack her!

——See also the wealth code, depression and still want to frame up?Stop insulting depression, okay?Leg hair丨

……

Xiao Yueyue's fans were eventually turned back by Lu Wei's fans and PURSUE players, and everyone else was comforting Lu Wei and condemning Xiao Yueyue.

Lu Wei raised his head and looked at Yan Jinyang: "This...what's going on?"

"In January of this year, when a person who owed money was passing by A University, he was shocked to see the painting on the exhibition board, so he took a photo of this painting and put it in the forum. The free resource library automatically grabs Take it, and put this photo into your own resource library. This resource library allows reprinting and modification, but commercial use is prohibited. Therefore, Mrs. Lu Wei did not infringe the copyright, and Xiao Yueyue was the one who infringed.

Aite, the person who found out about this, went to the resource library and asked them to sue Xiao Yueyue. As soon as Xiao Yueyue was afraid, he told the truth. In fact, he saw the gold medal in the youth painting competition in a magazine, and he thought it was too beautiful, so he took it and copied it. However, the pictures he drew were not sold, and it was because of vanity that he said they were business orders. "

Yan Jinyang smiled and said, "When you return to your body, then you can sue the resource library, and then you can take back the copyright."

Lu Wei stared at him blankly, his face full of disbelief.

He always thought that the male god was just comforting him yesterday, but he didn't expect that he really managed to shut up those people, and even slapped Xiao Yueyue backhand.

Amazing.

Yan Jinyang felt the look up from the little skull, turned the page to the free library, and said as if asking for credit: "Look, this picture is on more than 1000 pages in the resource library. The quality is still high and blurry, so I can find it."

Lu Wei scrolled left and right, but did not find the option to jump to the page, and then found that the website of this resource library only had the options of the previous page and the next page. In order to make it easier for the people who eat melons to find evidence, the whistleblower also made a jump page third-party program, so that they can see this picture at once.

How long did it take the male god to find this picture, and how long did it take to write a special program for it... The blue color in his eyes has not disappeared for a few days, and now it is getting heavier and heavier.

"Brother Yangyang," Lu Wei felt sore in his heart, choked up for a while, and then turned to look at Yan Jinyang: "Did you stay up late to make this? You were so busy until you asked for leave?"

Yan Jinyang's smile froze on his face, he was in a bad mood, before Lu Wei could cry, he quickly pulled him into his arms, pressed his head: "You said yesterday that you would draw illustrations for my game, I have already paid the reward, no regrets."

Lu Wei sniffled and said in a muffled voice, "I don't regret it."

Yan Jinyang let go, the exhaustion brought by the whole night was visible to the naked eye, but his back was still straight, as if there was no decadent process in life, and he rolled his eyes with a smile: "Idiot, you are so lucky."

"Hmph," Lu Wei had the rare courage to hit him on the shoulder with his small fist clenched, "You're stupid, I've made a lot of money."

The author has something to say: Half a year ago, the male god who sneaked to the gate of his alma mater and took pictures opened the forum to show off: Everyone, let's see what level my baby draws [picture]

感谢在2020-07-1400:30:21~2020-07-1523:35:16期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of water moon in the mirror flower;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!