The system begs me to exploit the male protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

Chu Yuan stepped forward and recited a mantra, and a crimson marriage line appeared on the half-supported palm of the Buddha statue, which was transparent in quality, like some kind of living tendon.

When ordinary people see the marriage line, most of them will have some fear and rejection, but Ye Tanyi stepped forward with a serious expression, holding the marriage line as if holding his own heart.

He tied one end of the marriage line to his little finger, and the red knot flashed twice before disappearing.

They bid farewell to the monk and went down the mountain together.

Tang Yanfeng asked Ye Tanyi: "Are you going to tie the marriage line now?"

Ye Tan nodded: "The night has many dreams, I don't intend to delay."

Tang Yanfeng: "I heard that you walked here from home, why don't we give you a ride."

Ye Tanyi: "Thank you. After all, I haven't been incarnated for long, and it took most of my savings to apply for identity and buy a house."

They got into the car, Tang Yanfeng and Lu Qingling sat in the back, and the driver was waiting to receive instructions.

"Then where does the person you like live?"

"It's Tang's garden, it's on the navigation. By the way, your surname is exactly the same as the person I like. What a coincidence."

"...?"

The driver froze, Lu Qingling suddenly turned his head to look at Mr. Tang, and saw that his face was darkened, his right hand was exerting force, and the seat belt on the palm of his hand was wrinkled.

"Tang, family, court, garden?"

"That's right," Ye Tan stepped in as soon as he was a little confused, what happened to the sudden dead silence?

"The person I like is Tang Yinyin."

In the Tang residence, Tang Yanfeng sat in the first place with a dark face and folded arms, next to him was Lu Qingling, who was patting him on the back, and in front of them were Tang Yinyin and Ye Tanyi who were sitting with their heads down.

Tang Yinyin bit her lower lip first, then raised her head: "Brother..."

Tang Yanfeng: "Hmph."

Tang Yinyin immediately lowered her head again.

Lu Qingling persuaded him from the side: "They are not young anymore, what you love and what I wish, and it is also a perfect match..."

"Wait a minute," Tang Yinyin felt something was wrong, she patted the armrest, pointed at the dignified Lu Qingling and said, "Let's not talk about how Ye Zi and brother met, why are you sitting in the mistress position! What happened to you these two days What???"

Tang Yanfeng remained expressionless: "Is now the time to talk about this?"

Tang Yinyin shut up for a second.

Ye Tan couldn't hold back anymore: "Uncle..."

Tang Yanfeng glanced over, "Who is your uncle?"

"Mr. Tang," he corrected, "do you have any dissatisfaction with me? When I went to ask for marriage, you gave me the marriage line yourself."

Tang Yanfeng looked at the faintly visible marriage line on Ye Tan's little finger, and felt his temples throbbing.

"You guys are very assertive," he said, "One of you has been with a non-human race for so long and didn't know it, and the other took the marriage line and wanted to cut it first and then play it later. If I don't know now, you will get married in two days Have you got all the certificates?"

Party A's system: ...I feel that Ye Tanyi will really do this.

Tang Yanfeng's voice was not loud, but the momentum in it made the air in the room almost freeze.

"Brother, it's not that I don't know his identity." Tang Yinyin still lowered her head, but her tone was firm. "The time when the guitar disappeared coincided with the time when he appeared. How could anyone know all my likes and dislikes? Of course I I don't think it's a coincidence."

"However, the soul resonance I mentioned is also true."

The system has followed Tang Yanfeng in this world for so long, and also grew up with the heroine. They all know how much music plays in Tang Yinyin's life.

In the plot of Derived World, the heroine is set to be a wealthy daughter who focuses on music. She plays the violin with one hand. Her favorite thing is to play melodious songs for the breeze on the high rooftop.

The heroine in the story does not need an audience, she enjoys herself alone, and even being attacked by ghosts is when they are fascinated by playing.

Later, after the sound-crazy young lady fell in love with the genius Taoist priest, the male protagonist taught her how to use sound to defend against the enemy in order to protect the female protagonist. From then on, the female protagonist’s violin was no longer played by the refreshing wind, but by a ferocious ghost.

The male and female protagonists have become the strongest couple in the metaphysics world, the ghosts shy away, and they are famous all over the world.

But the system has only realized it now—the top achievements surrounded by tens of thousands of people written in the plot are certainly enviable, but is it really the most suitable?

What did Miss Yin Chi think when she pulled the strings and faced the turquoise ghost?Would she feel honored when she received the Master of Metaphysics Medal?

Whether the development in the story line is a real system is unknown, but the system knows the development of the world after Tang Yanfeng's arrival.

Tang Yanfeng didn't give Tang Yinyin any intervention when she proposed to learn music, but just took her to the musical instrument store and let her choose the musical instrument she likes.

At that time, the little girl caught a dark brown guitar with white strings and a smooth shape.The guitar was not small, and it was almost as tall as the girl held in her arms, but Tang Yinyin insisted on holding it, and didn't want to let go at all.

The system at the time was particularly surprised: "How come...why didn't the heroine choose the violin?"

Tang Yanfeng was not surprised at all, he rubbed Tang Yinyin's head, he didn't want to help with the guitar like a housekeeper, but asked: "You have many choices, do you only want this one?"

Tang Yinyin nodded: "I just want it. I like its appearance and taste!"

"Let's go then," Tang Yanfeng said, "Change it if you don't like it."

Maybe Tang Yinyin will soon get tired of the guitar and replace it with the "elaborately customized, expensive, and unique in the world" ebony violin in the story line, the system thought.

In the database of Party A's system, the characters in the derivative world are like trains with fixed tracks, and they will definitely follow the plot.

However, Tang Yinyin was not tired of it.

From elementary school to university, this guitar has been by her side all the time. It is as brown and blue as when I first saw it, without even a scratch.

Unlike the daughter who is accompanied by the breeze, Tang Yinyin likes to play under the watchful eye.

After she learned the first piece of music, she would hold the instrument and let Tang Yanfeng listen to it; later, she joined various orchestras and appeared on stages large and small.

Her dream, she said, is to have the world appreciate her playing.

Such a person who blooms under the eyes of all the people absolutely can't bear the situation that every time he takes out his instrument, he can only face ghosts, right?

"She chose me... Her shining stage was accompanied by me, she couldn't learn the song, and the tears she cried secretly fell on my strings, and her loving eyes were on me. I will never I gave up." Ye Tanyi said.

"What you said really moved me very much," Tang Yanfeng asked calmly, "but I have a question: were you conscious before you took shape?"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Ye Tanyi's face slowly flushed red.

"..." Tang Yanfeng pointed to the door and said, "Get out!!!"

Ye Tanyi didn't get out after all, Tang Yanfeng was also persuaded not to stage a live-action fight, and went to the balcony to cool off.

Lu Qingling followed him and stood beside him, looking at Tang Yanfeng's graceful profile with his head propped up.

Tang Yanfeng: "What are you looking at?"

Lu Qingling: "I was wondering if you would stop them."

"No." Tang Yanfeng said.

"I think so, after all, Mr. Tang's creed is not to intervene and not interfere with other people," Lu Qingling said, "The status gap between them, Mr. Tang, is also planning to turn a blind eye to it?"

Tang Yanfeng: "In my opinion, there is no difference in status at all. No one is richer than me, which means that everyone else is equal in status."

"What an arrogant statement," Lu Qingling smiled, "So, Mr. Tang also thinks that there is nothing inappropriate between the president and the subordinates, right?"

Tang Yanfeng turned his head, looked at Lu Qingling's raised eyes, and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Nothing interesting," Lu Qingling shrugged. "By the way, ordinary ghosts are blue-black, but human souls are not necessarily blue-black. When I open my heavenly eyes, I can see the color of people's souls."

"Xiao Tang, do you want to open your eyes to see the world of qi and luck in the eyes of Taoists?"

Tang Yanfeng snorted: "Your level of changing the subject is terrible, but I won't get to the bottom of it. That would be boring. I agreed."

Lu Qingling was not at all embarrassed by being seen through, and still had a calm expression. He smiled and blocked Tang Yanfeng's eyes with his hands.

In the darkness, Tang Yanfeng heard Lu Qingling's lowered tone through the faint scent of incense: "Are you ready, Mr. Tang?"

Tang Yanfeng blinked and said, "Yes."

It was as if something flowed into Tang Yanfeng's eyes, a warm feeling welled up, and then Lu Qingling withdrew his palm.

The world seems to have lost its outline for a while, and it is full of strange shapes. The ground under the feet is brownish yellow, the sun is fiery red, the Feng Shui array in the garden is lavender, the patrolling bodyguards are light gray, and the people in front of them... …

——It is bright blue.