Reincarnated as the spirit behind the male god

Seeing Yan Jinyang's actions, the audience burst into laughter again.

The young man on the stage seemed unaware of the laughter, and said solemnly to the audience: "In addition, I also want to thank him."

He shook the little skeleton hand in his hand.

"Many people want to know what is going on with this figurine in my house. In fact, it all comes from my game Pursue, and my little painter also—"

There was a lot of booing from the audience, some of the audience smiled knowingly, but the colleagues didn't respond.

Several people discussed in not small voices: This marketing method is really successful...

These people were behind Sun Miao, and the people sitting in front of Sun Miao heard it. When they turned around, they looked at Sun Miao with a livid face in embarrassment.

The man was so angry that he waved Yan Jinyang's big bag aside, got up and left the table with a cold snort.

On the stage.

Yan Jinyang waited for their booing to stop, and continued: "My little painter drew fans for my game. He didn't know that I was his neighbor at the time, and felt that he had the same disease as me who was 'secretly in love'. He helped a lot in preparing the confession."

"Many of you said that I have a heart. There is nothing wrong with it. It is not a coincidence that he got in touch with my game. I also want to take this opportunity to confess one thing."

He lowered his head to look at the skeleton, his eyes were gentle: "I am too far behind him, and I can't control my liking, so I tried my best to create a god of learning in school who can be the first in any exam but pays attention to the class because of politeness." ' It's a persona, but in fact, I study secretly at home every day."

offstage.

Chen Jin is an old player of Pursue, who has witnessed the story of Y and Lu Wei along the way, and is also the most frequent person in the forum who scolds God Y for messing with the plot but can't help but play.

After analyzing Yan Jinyang's long sentence for a while, he laughed out loud: "Hahahaha, there is still such a game."

While laughing, he was bumped by someone next to him.

"What are you doing, pay attention." He turned his head and saw a tall, burly foreigner in a black suit standing in the aisle of the auditorium, wearing a headset, dressed like an agent in a technology movie.

Not only around him, there were about a dozen agents scattered evenly throughout the studio, surrounded by layers with the podium as the center.

"Good guy, it's too much to accept an award now." He quietly said to his companions: "The next game is "Agent of Dawn", right? They actually invited so many foreign cosplayers."

This kind of scene was also staged in other audiences. Everyone either regarded these uninvited guests as bodyguards, or as cosplayers like Chen Jin. More people didn't notice all this and were still laughing.

Yan Jinyang's voice continued: "This character set made me stand out in school, and I bought his classmates to let me appear in front of him frequently. My little painter has been living in my inadvertently guided construction. in the cocoon of information.”

"When I inadvertently found out that he liked me, my fear far outweighed my surprise. Because his impression of me was deliberately shown to him. I used calculating and seductive methods to make him fall in love with me, and I My own conditions are far inferior to his, and even the me he likes is an illusion created by myself."

The audience gradually quieted down, and some keen people had already noticed the hidden mistakes in his words, showed embarrassment, and started discussing with their companions in a low voice.

"This pursuit sounds a bit wrong... Is he subtly brainwashing people?"

"It's terrible. He didn't bend the reed, did he?"

"It doesn't count. He knows that Lu Wei has a crush on him, so he waited so long to confess, maybe something happened in the middle."

Yan Jinyang: "So I gave up and left his life completely. I plan to wait for him to walk out of my information cocoon, experience enough people, become mature enough, and I create good enough conditions, and then start over again." Pursue him."

These topics have nothing to do with the game at all, but most of the people who eat melons have forgotten about it. First, they were relieved that he gave up his behavior similar to mind control, and urged him to speak faster and say the ending.

"Of course the ending is good, didn't you guys already know that?" Yan Jinyang looked at the "cosers" standing in the auditorium, gritted his teeth and said, "I originally planned that, but thanks to some people , I secretly worked hard, fake aloofness, fear of ghosts and other behaviors, all were exposed."

The people below laughed.

"Thank you boyfriend for your blessing," Yan Jinyang felt the slight vibration of his pocket phone, and laughed along with the audience for the first time. "He is stronger, braver and more tolerant than I imagined. He is not a child blinded by my "perfect image", but a savior who is still willing to reach out to me after knowing all my imperfections."

"He told me that what I need to do is not to get better conditions to create a new information cocoon room, but to insist on walking on the path I should go and walk side by side with him."

""Synthetic Gene" was also born in such a mood. It is also my hope as a "father" for Cheng Le, the protagonist of "Synthetic Gene", to firmly walk on the road that should be taken."

There was thunderous applause from the audience.

Most of the credit was given by the program group, and the audience laughed out loud: "He brought the topic back so bluntly."

Yan Jinyang bowed and planned to step down.

The host couldn't help but stop him, and asked with a smile: "God Y, you have said so much, but you still haven't said what this skeleton is."

Pushing the wheelchair, the young man said earnestly, "I just said, I'm afraid of ghosts. I bought this figure to practice my courage."

There was laughter and boos from the audience.

The live barrage was also swiped one by one.

——Worthy of being God Y, he's professional.

- Well said, don't say it next time

——Is God Y a devil?Bringing a skeleton to the stage just to bring out the topic and show off your affection?

——Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!Who wants to hear your love story! !

——By the way, this introduction is too blunt, isn't he embarrassed?

——Professional teachers think of the fear of being dominated by pre-class introduction...

……

Seeing Yan Jinyang pushing the skeleton off the stage, the audience was surrounded by a group of "Agents of Dawn" cosplayers and took him away before they got their seats. They thought it was a collaboration between the two award-winning games, and laughed even louder.

As for the corridor outside the studio, surrounded by layers of layers, Yan Jinyang was not at all relaxed.

He clasped the skeleton tightly in his arms, and confronted the leader vigilantly.

"I advise you not to move around, there are cameras everywhere, and I have already called the police, you may not want to be deported."

The leader was an Asian face, but when he spoke, his awkward accent revealed that he was not from Jiuzhou.

"It's really interesting. It's the first time I've seen a warrior who dared to threaten others when he was surrounded by a group of people... It's because you called the police that you dared to be so blatant after your colleagues tipped off the news? Heh, you deserve to be able to study hard secretly people."

The man stretched out his hand: "Give us back the things, if it wasn't for us, he would have died long ago."

The young man pretended to be calm, and scanned the opposite monitor nervously, trying to delay time: "If it weren't for you, he would have had a mild concussion at most! You..."

As if realizing something, he suddenly shut up.

But the other party was very smart, and already understood what he meant, and stared at the skeleton even more fanatically: "I'll give you one last chance. It is true that you will encounter some troubles if you directly rob us, but it will always be resolved, and you may not be sure."

"You are from University A, right? Do you want to talk to your vice principal about your future academic problems? Or talk to the Antarctic Group about your career. You don't think that your little resistance can compete with Antarctica, do you?" ? They're just making room for our verification."

Yan Jinyang: ...

The tension on his face gradually disappeared, gradually turning into a gleeful smile.

The change is so great that Lu Wei would be surprised to see it.

Yan Jinyang: "You are the legendary self-destruct truck."

Before the words fell, heavily armed soldiers broke in through the window from the outside, and restrained the few people who were about to escape.

The leader still protested loudly: "I am not from Jiuzhou! You have no right to arrest me!"

But the soundproofing of the studio was so good that no one heard him shout except for a few people present and the TV crew.

Having met once in the research institute, Professor Cheng's assistant came over wearing a military uniform and patted Yan Jinyang on the shoulder.

"The young man reacted very quickly. He called the police as soon as he received the news. He made a plan to steal the situation, and he also caught their attention. It's very good."

"You're too much." Yan Jinyang nodded, and hurriedly said, "My boyfriend..."

Soldier: "Okay, let's go."

Lu Fang who came out of the studio at some point followed and handed the mobile phone connected to the video to Yan Jinyang.

"Brother Yangyang! We're in the car in the basement!" A palm-sized prop skeleton was sitting in the car and waving at him. Next to him was Sun Miao, who was dazed with his mouth open and his face full of "Damn it."

The little skull raised his hand, and immediately slumped on the seat, his voice aggrieved: "Come here quickly, I'm too far away from you, I'm about to be pulled back... and there are so few bones and joints, I feel like I've been tied up , very uncomfortable... No wonder you didn't mention letting me get into a doll before."

"This is second," Yan Jinyang said, "The main thing is that moving dolls are weirder than skeletons. I'm afraid."

Lu Wei: "Pfft."

With a smile in his eyes, Yan Jinyang comforted softly: "Close your eyes and rest for a while, I'm going down now."

Lu Wei: "Hmm!"

Lu Fang couldn't listen anymore, he snatched the phone back and hung up.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and pulled back Yan Jinyang who was in a hurry to leave.

"Is it true what you said on stage? Buying off friends, deliberately hooking up with my Yuanyuan?"

Yan Jinyang took advantage of the trend and dragged Lu Fang to go downstairs, refusing to look him in the eyes, and said in a guilty tone, "Yes... there must be a little truth, I have already confessed the details to Yuanyuan."

The confession was true, but that was after the two were together.

Lu Fang was about to be laughed out of anger, kept walking, gritted his teeth and said viciously: "You wait for me."

Yan Jinyang seemed to be getting into the drama, like when he was surrounded upstairs, he threatened Lu Fang: "I advise you not to slap your face, or your brother will feel bad."