"... How much does Guan Heng give you, asking you to advertise for him every day?"
Xie Ziyou gritted his teeth.
His mind was already in a mess, and the system was still at a loss. Xie Ziyou was so ashamed that he almost wanted to ask, is this his villain system, or Guan Heng's love system
The system is also very helpless.
Where is advertising, he really can't stand the host's tangled appearance.
"Youyou, in fact, the company has many very humane policies in terms of the host's emotional management. These policies are mainly used in the "strategy system" department. The time spent in the small world. At this time, all missions are interrupted, and you don’t have to play the villain, Youyou.”
"If you need, I can report to the headquarters and ask if this policy can also be implemented in the "villain system"..."
Before it finished, it was suddenly interrupted by Xie Ziyou.
"No, I don't need to."
Xie Ziyou lowered his head slightly, his long eyelashes trembling violently.
The fine and slightly curled eyelashes swept down like a small brush, casting a gloomy shadow in the boy's pupils full of confusion and worry.
He looked out of the window, and the blue sky and wandering clouds were reflected in his eyes as clear as lake water. The surface of the water was as quiet as gemstones, but the depths were darkly condensed with ice and snow, just like the eternal ice on the peak of Siguo Peak.
The breeze rustled through the forest and beat the leaves, and the slender and sharp bamboo leaves were like blades, protruding out mercilessly, splitting the sky.
Xie Ziyou asked slowly, "How many points will your policies cost me?"
"Are my points enough for me to keep for a lifetime?"
There was a long silence.
After a long time, the system whispered: "It's always possible to keep it for ten or twenty years..."
Xie Ziyou shook his head: "What's the use of that?"
"Ordinary people still have decades to live. Guan Heng is a cultivator, and his life span is longer than ordinary people."
"Twenty years later, I'm gone, what will he do?"
The system said cautiously: "Youyou, you don't need to think so much."
"Your spirit is too tense, just relax a little bit in a world..."
"No!" Xie Ziyou shook his head violently.
One world, what about the next one
He accepts this feeling, will he be able to put it down lightly and delicately in the future, and turn around and devote himself to the next villain mission
The mission of a villain is different from other missions. He wants to be a bad person, to be a villain, to be hated by gods and ghosts, and the whole world is outraged—it is a stroke of luck to be able to be a villain mission after getting out of marriage. Xie Ziyou sees that more missions are to He betrayed relatives and friends, murdered and set fire, and even betrayed his country.
He loathes those tasks.
Carrying a heavy psychological burden, all the way to today, he only relies on the breath held in his chest and the determination to go home.
He cannot be shaken here.
You can't use your own desires to harm Guan Heng's misfortune for half of his life.
This feeling that should not have sprouted was too heavy for both of them. It was not joy, but a burden.
Xie Ziyou got up suddenly.
The long skirt was fluttering, the plain clothes were better than the snow, and the eyes of the stunning "girl" were shining with water. Guan Heng didn't even have time to speak. Moments later, Xie Ziyou had already leaped out of the open window.
The agile figure quickly moved away with the wind, leaving only a faint voice in midair.
"I'll go first. You're fine, don't bother me."
Seeing Xie Ziyou running away, Guan Heng's handsome brows and eyes immediately frowned.
After entering the door, his gaze was firmly locked on Xie Ziyou, and he did not move away for even half a second.
Even though they were only separated by one day, this day seemed as long as eternity to him.
But he was thinking about Youyou, so he didn't even want to look at him more
The young man's heart was surging, and he felt a little grievance in addition to being disappointed.
He jumped forward, grabbed the window sill, and dexterously slid towards the window, wanting to go over the window to chase—
But just halfway through the turn, a slender hand stretched out from behind and grabbed Guan Heng's skirt tightly.
"Brother," blocked by the shadow, Wu Cong's expression was gloomy, his eyes darkened, "Don't hurry, brother has something to tell you."
"Master entrusted me to take care of my junior brother. As a senior brother, I must of course fulfill my responsibilities."
The young man squinted his eyes and exerted force on his hands. He bit the word "Junior Brother" so hard that he almost forced it out between his teeth: "I see that Junior Brother comes from a humble background and doesn't know etiquette. His temper is also a bit irritable. That's not good. You have to change."
"Senior brother has a way, why not try it?"
As the day approaches noon, the sun gradually becomes vicious, spreading dry fine dust in the air, slowly drifting into the mouth and throat, causing chest tightness, shortness of breath, rising anger, and dry mouth.
Guan Heng's slender legs rested on the window frame, and the faint grievance and loss in his eyes were quickly covered up.
The boy's eyes were deep, his thin lips were pursed lightly, he turned his head and looked at Wu Cong fixedly.
No wonder Youyou didn't want to talk to him personally.
It turned out that there was still this idiot sticking around in the house.
The breeze is gentle, and the green bamboos are rustling.
Okay, Guan Heng thought, let's get rid of the shit-stirring stick in front of him first, and then go after Youyou.
An indifferent smile slowly rose from the corner of the young man's mouth, but there was no trace of a smile in his eyes, his eyes were cold and straight, without flinching.
"Since it is the kindness of the senior brother, the junior brother is disrespectful."
Guan Heng slowly raised his hand, making a "please" gesture.
"Brother, if you have any advice, please tell me."
…
"In seven days, pick a thousand Phalaenopsis orchids from the mountain behind the college?"
"That's right."
Wu Cong chuckled, the contempt in his eyes and tone of voice were perfunctory.
"The Phalaenopsis is only a third-grade spiritual plant, and my junior is a great talent. This kind of small task shouldn't trouble you, right?"
"Don't use this aggressive method on me."
Guan Heng shook off the young man's hand in disgust, and flicked the hem of his sleeve with his fingers: "Senior brother, I will complete the task, there is no need for you to pretend to be a respectful brother and friend in front of me against your will—By the way, senior brother, you Your acting skills are terrible, do you want your junior brother to help you find a way to practice?"
"you!"
Wu Cong choked in his throat, and his face turned red with anger.
Turned upside down!
This brat dared to be disrespectful to him when he just started, how can he pay back in the future
Guan Heng had long disliked this man, and hated the young man's salivating look when he looked at Xie Ziyou.
If he said that before, he just hated Wu Cong's anxious look, but now he knows that Xie Ziyou is the Youyou he misses, every time Wu Cong glances at Xie Ziyou, Guan Heng wants to break his leg.
"Okay, Junior Brother, you are capable."
Wu Cong panted heavily, his neck was red.
He simply didn't even do anything perfunctory, and stared at Guan Heng and said bluntly: "Don't blame senior brother for not reminding, this Phalaenopsis is specially planted for master's cultivation after ten years. Hanging up for a while, you accept the task, if you don’t do well, the people in the law hall will punish you!”
In addition to daily teaching, the Central Academy also has many administrative departments. Among them, the Deacon Hall is responsible for arranging training tasks for the students, and the Fa Hall is, as the name suggests, the department in charge of rewards and punishments.
These two departments are like two big mountains, controlling the life and death of all the students.
As the dean's closed disciple, these two classes did not dare to control Guan Heng.
But now Guan Heng can also see that his cheap master is obviously a hands-off shopkeeper, and Wu Cong is probably in charge of all related matters in the courtyard.
But he just smiled casually, and said casually: "It turns out that Deacon Hall and Fa Hall are also brothers."
"Then I should have some snacks, thank you brother for reminding me."
You want to trip me up in mission assessment and rewards and punishments, so what
Guan Heng doesn't think he is very aggressive, but in everything related to Youyou, he will go all out and never give up an inch.
"Brother, if you have any tricks, just use it."
"Junior brother will accompany you to the end."
The author has something to say: Xie Ziyou: I can afford it and let it go
System: No you can't :)
Guan Heng: Believe me baby, you don’t have that chance to let go :D
Xie Ziyou: ...
The whole world is urging me to fall in love
Is this really the villain system & point home protagonist
We will be officially together soon, we moved the Saturday one forward a little bit, and now we have changed it, we will take a day off on Saturday qwq hahaha today is short, and we will make up for it at 11 o’clock on Sunday night! Do you want to make a 30 coin transaction? |?˙??˙)