Reincarnated as the spirit behind the male god

The day of returning to the body is just around the corner, no matter how Lu Fang objects, Lu Wei will leave the skeleton behind and rely on Yan Jinyang's side in the state of soul.

Lu Fang cursed and was so angry that Lu Wei sent him away full of guilt, and then dragged Yan Jinyang to watch a movie to celebrate.

The game contest also officially ended at this time.

Although it has not been officially announced, the transparent data on the website has already explained who is the first.

Coincidentally, the award ceremony of the competition happened to be the day before the better with Professor Cheng.

Yan Jinyang tried his best to be calm, but Lu Wei still saw his secret concern at a glance.

For example, no longer staying up late to work.

For example, secretly recite the acceptance speech behind his back.

"Why do you write so many thanks?" Lu Wei couldn't laugh or cry after reading his manuscript.

"Too corny, are you really young?"

Yan Jinyang immediately dumped the blame: "Sun Miao wrote it for me."

Looking at the entire official speech, Lu Wei was a little confused.

With Sun Miao's character, how could she write such a manuscript, and...

"'Thanks to my lover, my muse, for his help to give this game a new lease of life.' Was this sentence also written by him?"

Lu Wei laughed: "Just because of the promotional pictures I drew?"

Yan Jinyang: "This is added to please you."

"And Sun Miao and the others also agreed that it was a good time for you to let this game get the right time, place and people ahead of time, which brought us an unimaginable enthusiasm."

Lu Wei: "Pfft."

Yan Jinyang: "What's wrong?"

Little Back Ling pursed his lips and held back for a while, but he couldn't hold back after all.

"Did you memorize too many speeches, and you are so official when you talk to me?"

Yan Jinyang thought for a while, then smiled: "It seems so."

"This result is actually something I didn't think about, and I may be a little nervous."

Lu Wei: "Then what result did you think about?"

Yan Jinyang: "I haven't confessed to you all this time, and finally I missed the opportunity, which is a lifelong regret?"

Xiao Beiling lowered his face and gave him a "bang" on his shoulder.

"Or I have gone through hardships and have a certain ability around the age of 30, and then I will approach you."

This round did not hit, he vaguely felt that the other party seemed to be able to do such a thing.

"Oh," he sighed, "little Cecil, who has low self-esteem, certainly doesn't know, but when he was fighting with the water pipe on the balcony, he was already the princess' sweetheart."

Yan Jinyang was stunned, as if recalling something, and looked at Lu Wei fixedly, with some indescribable emotions flashing in his eyes.

Like surprise, like hope.

When Lu Wei endured the shame and said these words, her cheeks were already hot, her eyelashes were trembling badly, but she still raised her head reservedly, like a real, proud princess.

"He must not know that it is because of his excellent existence that the princess worked hard to study the most hated culture class and was admitted to University A."

Yan Jinyang couldn't help laughing, and pretended to be calm and raised his face: "I know now."

"So if you make the princess angry with your messy assumptions again, I'll go out and find a prince, and let you experience the results of your fantasy."

The ambiguous atmosphere was destroyed, Yan Jinyang really did not expect that the last sentence of this confession turned out to be a threat.

He deliberately teased: "But you asked just now..."

"I don't care, this is not the answer I want to hear." Lu Wei took his hand and twitched it.

Yan Jinyang: "Okay, I won't talk about it."

"That's more or less the same." Lu Wei hummed twice, and seemed to touch the hand he had just beaten in doubt.

"Actually, I'm not like this. I don't know why I always want to hit you recently. Maybe it's because you are easy to bully..."

"Do you think I'm different from what you imagined? Am I a little too disobedient?" Lu Wei asked suddenly.

Today's proposals were really one after another, and Yan Jinyang suddenly regretted showing Lu Wei the speech.

"What about you?" He asked without answering, "I'm not a high-cold student, will you feel disappointed?"

Lu Wei recalled the days when he secretly liked him in the past, but found that she couldn't remember how the other party was admired by others, or how indifferent he was.

On the contrary, the getting along with each other in the past few months has been more profound.

For example, he was frightened by himself and refused to admit it, the rascal who made Sun Miao hit the wall with a few words, and the carefulness of studying secretly and celebrating secretly after getting good grades.

And that afternoon, under the drenched white shirt, there was a faint but strong muscle outline.

When it was over, my face started to heat up again.

He twitched and said, "Of course I haven't been disappointed. I'm not such a superficial person."

"Then you should understand my answer,"

Yan Jinyang said: "I don't like obedient boys, I like Lu Wei."

It was the child who had tears in his eyes because he was scared by him, and was wronged and ordered to say hello to him.

The day before the appointment to return to the body, in a sports field in the capital.

At the awards ceremony of the original game competition held by Balabala, after awarding trophies to various awards, the host announced at the finale that "Synthetic Gene" won the Best Popularity Award and the Best Creative Award.

As the youngest creator, Yan Jinyang has won the most awards.

The footage of the live broadcast of the ceremony swept across the auditorium. There was still some time before the awards ceremony began. Yan Jinyang, Sun Miao, and Bodhisattva Lu Fang, who helped deal with the public relations crisis, sat together in the auditorium to watch other nominations and awards. The winning games are played sequentially on the stage's big screen.

Lu Fang and Sun Miao are considered to be of the same age. Sun Miao works part-time to run the studio. When Lu Fang is not facing his younger brother, he looks like an elegant and mature newcomer in the business world. Yan Jinyang threw it aside.

Many people were watching them secretly, and they were somewhat shocked when they saw this scene.

Although God Y is indifferent on the Internet, he is a man of one word, and he also dominates the project of "Synthetic Gene". Why does he look so marginalized, not indifferent, but autistic?

Lu Wei sat in the empty seat next to him, interlocking his fingers, seeing many people looking over, she silently pushed her hand on Yan Jinyang, trying to hide it.

"It's okay, don't be afraid." Yan Jinyang said with a smile: "I'm already a well-known perverted dead house now, it's nothing to talk to myself."

Lu Wei suppressed a smile to comfort him: "When I go back, I will clarify for you personally."

After the "fraudulent marriage" rumors were clarified, there are still many sailors who are persistently brushing off Yan Jinyang's last remaining "black spot": putting skeletons at home and posing, claiming that he has a psychopath, brushing too much, and even They all became memes and appeared in the relevant comment area of ​​"Synthetic Gene".

Even the people in the forum, after the combination of the previous pursuit, he deliberately made a special incident about Cecil, and they were all guessing what kind of strange XP God Y had.

"Yan Jinyang!" Sun Miao suddenly took the phone and changed places with Lu Fang.

"Lao Liu told me just now that a group of foreigners broke into the studio to search for things, and left without taking anything."

"What?" Lu Fang and Yan Jinyang exclaimed together.

Yan Jinyang suddenly tightened his grip on Lu Wei's hand, and turned to look at him.

Lu Fang picked up the phone, then put it down again, winked at Yan Jinyang, got up and left the table.

Yan Jinyang: "Did you call the police?"

"Reported," Sun Miao said in a dilemma, "but there was no loss. The group of people came up and held them down, and there was no loss. They couldn't directly file a case. Now they are making notes."

"Brother Yangyang, he's a foreigner." Lu Wei tugged at his hand.

Yan Jinyang: "It must be them... How important you are to them, they don't even care about pretending."

Sun Miao: "What?"

"This matter is a bit complicated, I will tell you later..."

Seeing his distraught appearance, Sun Miao nodded understandingly, letting him think for himself.

"Brother Sun... I remember you said that you have a friend who works in the studio here, can you contact me, I want to borrow some props."

As he spoke, he opened the backpack behind him and took out a skeleton.

Sun Miao: ...

"This is what Lu Fang requested, and it has nothing to do with me."

"It's okay." Sun Miao didn't believe it at all, and after a few perfunctory sentences, she picked up her mobile phone and made a call.

……

In full view, Yan Jinyang walked out of the recording hall swaggeringly with the skeleton in one hand.

Ten minutes later, Sun Miao had already received the most popular award on stage, and Lu Fang and Yan Jinyang rushed back before the second award was announced.

"Yan Jinyang!" Lu Fang looked at the things in his hand and frowned: "What's going on?"

Yan Jinyang squeezed Lu Wei's hand tightly, motioned for Lu Fang to sit down, and explained to him in a low voice.

"... Yan Jinyang, the chief planner of the game "Synthetic Gene" for the Best Creative Award, is invited to accept the award!"

College students between teenagers and young adults pushed a skeleton in a wheelchair onto the podium.

The audience who still remember the rhythm of the previous wave burst into laughter.

The barrage on the live channel also kept flashing laughing expressions.

——Hahahahahaha is this really God Y!He is good at playing tricks.

——Should I say that he is really a young creator? This brother is more creative than the Medusa cosplayed by the uncle in front hahaha!

——Case solved, Reed greened by Cecil

——Did you forget the above brothers, Lu Wei also cooks Cecil, he has drawn so many Cecil fan pictures!

……

Sun Miao, who was sitting below, was already a buddhist. Facing the gazes from her peers, she calmly said: Isn't she just bringing the skeleton on stage?

Another friend, Lu Fang, scanned the surrounding people vigilantly, as if watching for any enemies.

In fact, Yan Jinyang's actions were not too much in this competition that had not been held a few times and was more focused on entertainment. After all, there were many producers who cosplayed their own game characters before.

After receiving the trophy, after explaining the core and prospect of "Synthetic Gene" in detail, and thanking the team routinely, Yan Jinyang put the trophy in his pocket, bent down and held the skeleton's hand.