What a sin, what a sin, could it be that he had raised a stallion novel's male lead … into an aloof person?!
Luo Binghe was completely unaware that he was being despised, and even said excitedly, "Thank you, Shizun! I will definitely make up for the twenty laps tomorrow. What do you want to eat tonight? "
Shen Qingqiu couldn't help but sigh with emotion: It's been a long time since I've seen such a fresh and bright young man, Luo Binghe.
Shen Qingqiu hurriedly touched his face. In the dream, his original appearance had been restored. When he touched his face, there was no beard, and he felt extremely insecure. Just as he was about to find a place to hide and wait for Luo Binghe to wake up on his own, a group of disciples walked towards him in twos and threes. Shen Qingqiu stiffened and even forgot where to hide.
From the looks of it, Luo Binghe was really … … quite miserable!
Shen Qingqiu finally remembered which part this was.
When he was cultivating at Qing Jing Peak, he liked to wear white clothes. The Devil Incarnate Luo Binghe, who had rebelled, only wore black clothes. Everything about him was almost completely reversed. The fresh and tender appearance of the green onion was completely gone.
In the dreamland enchantment that Luo Binghe had created for himself, he would naturally only choose the memories that he felt were beautiful. If the memories of Qing Jing Peak could occupy a place, then it should be related to Ning Yingying. Why was there such a part?
…
If I don't teach anymore, I won't feel any sense of accomplishment. I'll smash the teaching materials!
As for the results, I've mentioned it a long time ago. The biggest result was that Luo Binghe had crashed into his bosom for half a month.
Liu Mingyan: Anti-female character inexplicably sticking to you. Points + 150]
This pretentious act, at this level, was too much!
Luo Binghe obediently came again. Thus, this time, Luo Binghe didn't bump into him. Instead, he slanted his feet and directly hugged Shen Qingqiu's waist.
Shen Qingqiu closed the window with mixed feelings. Suddenly, he realized that his position was not quite right.
At the same time, Luo Binghe was able to perfectly restore all the details. He was truly worthy of being the man who had received the Dream Demon's teachings!
However, Luo Binghe didn't even manage to pick up a single girl, and the system actually didn't deduct his coolness. This was illogical!
It wasn't that he was scared out of his wits and couldn't run anymore, but he was mentally prepared for such a situation. "Running" would not solve the problem at all. This barrier was Luo Binghe's home ground. It was useless no matter how fast he ran.
Cang Qiong Mountain, Qing Jing Peak.
Shen Qingqiu sighed.
He muttered, "Being able to dream is also very good."
But since he had already started acting, he had to act to the end. He could not give up halfway. Awkwardness was a small matter, but exposing himself was a big matter. Shen Qingqiu smiled faintly and said, "Didn't you tell your master to talk to you?"
Shen Qingqiu followed him through the Nightmare instance. As the saying goes, "First time unfamiliar, second time familiar." This was similar to connecting to WiFi the second time without entering a password.
Sha Hualing: I didn't make her my wife, but my subordinate. He worked himself to death and worked overtime. Moreover, his salary and treatment were really not that great. It's not like the boss is willing to have an office romance.
The bamboo forest rustled, and a gentle breeze blew.
Oh no. Shen Qingqiu thought to himself: Could it be that there's something wrong with this reaction?
He just stared at Luo Binghe's dark eyes, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down with difficulty.
He turned around instinctively. The black-clothed Luo Binghe crossed his arms and leaned against a green bamboo, staring at him.
He really did have a bit of masochistic tendencies …
The "Shen Qingqiu" derived from the dream memories stood in the midst of the verdant bamboo. His figure was thin and slender, like a slender bamboo. His expression was calm, and his immortal aura was cold. Just by looking at him, he really did have a bit of a graceful bearing. Now that Shen Qingqiu was a bystander, he couldn't help but be impressed by his comments.
Watching the artificial master and disciple, one tall and one short, talk and leave, Shen Qingqiu turned out of his hiding place and became puzzled.
He didn't expect that when he opened his mouth, Luo Binghe would be stunned. He suddenly stood up straight and left the bamboo, his face a little incredulous.
Shen Qingqiu said, "Again. If I don't get it right this time, it won't just be ten laps. "
This youth's skin was fair, and he seemed to have jogged all the way here. There was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, and his cheeks were rosy. He looked very cute, and the lines at the corners of his eyes and brows were clear but not sharp.
Hearing this sentence, Shen Qingqiu knew that he had taken a risk and muddled his way through.
Ning Yingying: After puberty, she no longer showed the passionate love she had for the male protagonist when she was young and ignorant. Her love-brain seemed to have been cured.
The scene was chaotic, and people were thrown off their feet. Shen Qingqiu discovered a very shocking fact. Cracking his fingers, he calculated seriously:
Shen Qingqiu said, "What laps? Go back to your room and rest. "He didn't have a hobby of abusing children. At that time, he really gave up on himself. Do what you want.
Shen Qingqiu was hiding in the dark, so this call was naturally not directed at him. He shifted his gaze, and sure enough, he saw a green robe standing at the end of the gravel road.
Even the Dream Demon couldn't support such a huge enchantment and ensure that the creatures inside had facial features. Luo Binghe could actually do it, and to such an exquisite degree. Although he already knew that Luo Binghe's face could cover the sky, Shen Qingqiu still couldn't help but sigh.
… Main body?
Shen Qingqiu, who seemed to be lost in thought in the bamboo forest, tilted his head and said, "Finished running?"
This … Shen Qingqiu couldn't help but look up at the gloomy Luo Binghe, and suddenly had a feeling that he couldn't look straight at him.
Back then, Luo Binghe … was really stupid and sweet.
The dignified male protagonist of a stallion novel, could you do it?
That hot and cold gaze just now wasn't an illusion, and it wasn't a mistake in his description. Luo Binghe's eyes were truly like ice and fire, cold and hot. The two temperatures strangely mixed and condensed in his gaze, firmly locked onto Shen Qingqiu's body.
After a long while, it was Luo Binghe who sighed first.
He strode over and called out in high spirits, "Shizun!"
At this moment, Shen Qingqiu's heart was filled with sympathy for Luo Binghe. With a pleasant expression, he said: "Alright. What are you trying to say? "
[Ming Fan: The antagonist is illogical and retarded. B Points + 50]
The Young Palace Mistress said hysterically, "Why should I leave?! This is my Huan Hua Palace, it's mine! Get out of my sight! All of them have rebelled! "
Shen Qingqiu: "What the hell — —?!?!"
Shen Qingqiu's first reaction wasn't to break into a run, but to stay where he was and adjust his facial expression to the most natural.
Shen Qingqiu saw him leaning against the bamboo, staring at him in a daze. He thought of how he had stared blankly at the head of the table during the day, alone. Comparing it to the original work, where he could summon hundreds of people to respond to him, he couldn't help but feel a little sad.
Although thinking this way was a bit embarrassing, but … probably, maybe, maybe, maybe, this master-disciple relationship, in Luo Binghe's heart, was a little higher than what Shen Qingqiu had imagined?
He finally understood why Luo Binghe hadn't pushed down a single girl, why he hadn't even seen a shadow of the three thousand beauties in the harem, yet his coolness level hadn't dropped.
… …
Because he had used himself to make up for the coolness level, ah ah ah!!!
Shen Qingqiu's expression froze. He thought to himself, wasn't this a bit too close?
A good harem had been tossed around by him into a foul atmosphere. If this was a novel and he hadn't even taken a single wife at this point, then how could he talk about coolness level! Shen Qingqiu hurriedly knocked on the system to check the various values. But he suddenly discovered that the coolness level hadn't decreased at all. Instead, it had actually soared to more than 900 points!
His cheek felt like it had been gently brushed by a feather. A warm, slightly cool, unfamiliar touch came from his lips.
But … wasn't Luo Binghe a bit of a masochist? It wasn't that Shen Qingqiu wanted to defame him, but generally speaking, the memory of being punished to run ten or twenty laps shouldn't have anything to do with "beauty", right?!
Luo Binghe closed his eyes. His long, black eyelashes cast a curved shadow on his cheeks. He looked very obedient, but his mouth and hands were completely different. Shen Qingqiu's lips were angrily bitten by him, with a bit of childish hatred. His right hand released Shen Qingqiu's stiff body, and instead supported his waist, pressing him into his own embrace. The two figures were obviously not much different, but Shen Qingqiu was able to be embraced by him in a hugging posture.
Luo Binghe bashfully said: "Shizun, this disciple is useless. After running ten laps, my legs are soft."
The two faced each other, speechless.
Could it be that the male lead's coolness level was no longer tied to him? Or could it be that the male lead's "coolness" was no longer here?
The "ten laps" Luo Binghe said referred to running ten laps around the perimeter fence of Qing Jing Peak. Shen Qingqiu personally assigned this task to him.
The ubiquitous female characters and the mentally retarded cannon fodder, these two points were the classic elements of Stallion Text's Thunder. Now the female characters were no longer sticking to the male lead, and the supporting characters' double Q's seemed to have improved, so their B points naturally increased. Shen Qingqiu understood this.
Qin Wanyue cried: "Little Palace Master, let's go. Everything … is no longer the same … "
Suddenly, the sound of light footsteps breaking through fallen leaves rang out. A fifteen or sixteen year old white-clothed youth walked out from among the hidden green bamboo.
He used the usual tone he used with Luo Binghe in the past. The corner of Luo Binghe's mouth moved, and he slowly walked up. Shen Qingqiu remained calm and collected. He slowly opened and closed the folding fan in his hand, using small movements to ease his tension.
Shen Qingqiu's heart moved.
This was the place he had spent the longest time in his life, how could he not be familiar with it?
Although the expressions of these disciples who came and went were a bit wooden, they indeed had noses and eyes, complete facial features, and Shen Qingqiu could call out the names of quite a few of them.
Little Palace Master: A resentful woman in her boudoir. She said it herself, Luo Binghe only raised her like a pig.
Shen Qingqiu didn't need to doubt at all. Even if this place only showed a corner to him, he would still know where it was.
The Little Palace Master fiercely said: "What are you? A wild fox with a demonic air, who knows where you came from, dares to speak to me like this in Huan Hua Palace?! Treating me like this, what's the difference between him raising a pig?! "
Suddenly, Shen Qingqiu's neck spread a trace of cold air, as if there was a hot and cold gaze climbing up his back.
Shen Qingqiu wiped his forehead from the side.
Luo Binghe was silent for a moment, then said: "In the past, Shizun didn't even look at me, minding his own business and walking away, not to mention talking to me. Am I dreaming a bit too much today? "
This wasn't him carrying out corporal punishment on the male lead, but he really couldn't bear it anymore. Ever since he took over Luo Binghe's education, he thought that since he was a teacher, he should at least teach some practical things. In the future, when they fall out, at least he would mention the words "Master and disciple relationship, the grace of teaching" so that his old face wouldn't turn red before the words left his mouth. According to the syllabus, the first step to correct was his messy footwork and body movements.
Qin Wanyue held back her tears and said: "I'm sorry, I failed in my duty, I didn't stop the Little Palace Master …" Sha Hualing immediately interrupted her: "It was originally your fault! I heard that the women of the human world are particularly concerned about face, but how many times have you failed to seduce Jun Shang, yet you still refuse to leave. It's fine if you don't leave, you can't even look after a person properly. Her cultivation isn't as high as your senior apprentice sister's. You didn't stop her earlier or later, letting her make a scene in front of Jun Shang. Who are you going to show your pitiful grievance to? "
What broke his state of collapse was a system notification accompanied by celebratory background music: 【Coolness + 500! Congratulations! Congratulations! Congratulations! Important things must be said three times!】
Qin Wanyue heard her expose her shortcomings in front of her, and she was so ashamed that she wanted to die. In the original work, Sha Hualing hated Qin Wanyue to the core, always finding fault with her. It seemed that although the two of them weren't in the same harem, their relationship hadn't improved at all. Sha Hualing turned her head again, changing her expression. Smiling, she said to the Little Palace Master: "Little Palace Master, these past few years, you've been living a luxurious life, everything is the same as before. Aside from being occasionally grounded, it seems that you haven't suffered any mistreatment, right? How can you be so wronged? "
Shen Qingqiu: "…"
Shen Qingqiu had always maintained a respectful and distant attitude towards the quarrels between the female characters, but as he watched until now, he felt that the disparity was too great from what he had expected, so he hurriedly followed them out and continued to watch.
After turning out of the small bamboo forest, they arrived at the quiet bamboo house. Between the bamboo eaves, the spring water flowed, reflecting the seven colors of the sunlight, tinkling rhythmically. Shen Qingqiu was worried that Luo Binghe was inside, so he stopped in his tracks. He didn't know how many times he had strolled through this bamboo forest to pass the time, so he easily found a secluded place and rested in the shadows.
Liu Mingyan: Even the token of love, the sword tassel, didn't exchange.
He hadn't touched it twice when Luo Binghe suddenly raised his arm, his left hand grabbing his left wrist.
Immediately after, his right wrist was also firmly grasped. Startled, Shen Qingqiu raised his head and felt his vision blur.
He didn't even have a wife by his side to heal his wounds, to show concern for his well-being. How could he not feel sad? The dignified stallion novel's male lead had fallen to this point. No man could bear to see this.
Shen Qingqiu braced himself and looked him in the eyes.
He wanted to speak, but he couldn't. Because his mouth had been bitten.
He gathered his courage and actually won a bet. Luo Binghe was in a trance at this moment, treating him as a creation in his own dream.
Qin Wanyue: Deep in the boudoir's second wife. Failed to offer her body several times. Moonlighting as the Little Palace Master's nanny.
Although he always felt that something was strange, these words really did sound a little pitiful. Could it be that the "Shen Qingqiu" in Luo Binghe's imagination had always been indifferent to him, noble and elegant?
Shen Qingqiu's three views were constantly being destroyed and reconstructed at the speed of light.
[Ning Yingying: Anti-female character, brainlessly sticking to you. B Points + 100]
As Shen Qingqiu thought about this, he was distracted and his hand subconsciously moved on its own, naturally touching Luo Binghe's head. He'd done this action countless times. People say that men can't touch the head and women can't touch the waist, but the more "can't", the more people couldn't stop. Shen Qingqiu especially loved to touch people's heads. Unfortunately, as an adult, he couldn't often do this kind of impolite action, and no one was willing to let him touch. Fortunately, the previous Luo Binghe didn't mind having his hand on his head at all. Shen Qingqiu had nothing better to do than to touch it, and now he did it.
The original!
Three Taoist nuns: Flash in the pan, hello, goodbye × × ×
No complaints, no beating, no scolding, no riding, no kicking, no cooking … cough cough, of course, Shen Qingqiu hadn't done most of these tasks before.
Qiu Haitang: We agreed that after pulling Shen Qingqiu off the horse, we would happily NTR with Luo Binghe. Why are you still travel-worn and travel-worn ×
Sha Hualing pursed her lips and said: "Then why don't young palace master tell us, besides eating and sleeping like an animal, what else can you do?"
Luo Binghe nodded and said: "Ten laps … finished."
Because many of the values were added during the dormant and offline state, he didn't receive the notification sound. Shen Qingqiu poked open the newly added points window, which he didn't know when, and there was a pile of historical records inside.
Luo Binghe consciously said: "This disciple knows. Twenty laps. "
Dreams could directly reflect the truest side of a person's heart and wouldn't disguise it. Shen Qingqiu spontaneously had a thought that he'd never had before.
He was clearly just playing soy sauce in Huan Hua Palace. How did he unknowingly walk into a bamboo forest? And it was a very familiar bamboo forest no matter how he looked at it …
Luo Binghe: "Shizun, talk to me."
System: 【Your current location: Luo Binghe's dreamland.】
At least, he gave Luo Binghe a few moments to reminisce. At least it wasn't unsightly and completely useless.
When Luo Binghe's consciousness was unstable and fluctuated greatly, there would often be bystanders who would be affected and sucked into his deep sea whirlpool of dreams. In other words, they would be tricked by his incomparably huge brain hole. For specific details, refer to the beginning of the Dream Realm instance.
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