After I became a real young master, I became famous for my bad behavior

Yusning repeatedly traversed the realm, while the other two had no authority and could only take the conventional route (climbing stairs).

But the silk thread had too many twists and turns, and by the time the two of them finally reached their destination by running and crawling, Yousning, who was standing in front, was too tired to complain.

In front of the three people was a light gate emitting orange light, and this special silk thread passed through the center of the light gate.

Yusning held up a lamp in his hand and motioned for them to look over there:

"Here, this is Alvy's spiritual thread. As long as you go through this door head-on, you can reach Alvy's spiritual world directly...

""Go through the back of the door and you will reach the place where Elvi exists in reality. That is his territory.""

Yusning paused and continued:

"Let's go through from the back. Find the real Elvi and control his mind. The effect will be better."

Clley and Vengas looked at each other: Are you still thinking about controlling Elvy's mind at this time?

"Yeah." The two nodded.

Yousning led them around to the back, where they found a white door with a teleportation magic circle painted on it.

Yusning stretched out his hand to open the door and walked straight in. Clary and Vengas trotted in and the door closed.

-

The world in the painting.

"Huhuhu..."

While following the outside world, Ivan and Eve were jogging one after the other.

"hurry up!"

The two of them had this formula in their minds: tracking Melissa = finding Alvy!

Since Ivan has no other choice, he has to stabilize Elvi in ​​the world of the painting and ensure Melissa's safety!

They quickly ran towards the girls' dormitory building, just in time to see Melissa (her character's memory was not awakened), who had been dressed up, coming out of the dormitory building, humming a little tune as she went out.

Melissa was wearing a silk dress with a bow collar, the whole dress was in gray-blue and ultramarine, and there were even beautiful flower patterns on the hem.

She wore a subtle necklace around her neck, small swan-shaped earrings, a bracelet on her left wrist, and white thick-heeled shoes on her feet.

She wore a white hat on her head, and her hair was loose, but it was also obvious that it was washed and combed to be smooth and soft. The left side of her hair was braided into a pigtail, and the end was tied into a bow with green silk.

The fair and slender hand was holding a small paper bag, which should contain some afternoon tea.

Ivan and Eve, who were peeking from behind the support column, had their heads popped up. They looked at Melissa with a happy expression on her face - even if Eve didn't say it, Ivan could tell that this was a date.

Ivan thought that in reality (the reality of the novel), he didn't have time to enter into a contractual marriage with Stella, and experienced the novel routine of marriage first and love later.

If he were trapped in Alvy's virtual world forever, he would cry to death.

What's even more outrageous is that he has to watch Alvy and Melissa fall in love every day, and then he, with his two souls, has to be the guy who eats dog food every day?

Readers will definitely not do this: I’m single, so don’t even think about showing off your affection in front of me!

After the original body and the clone looked at each other, they quickly lowered their pace and quietly followed Melissa. Always be on guard against what was happening behind:

"How could Melissa, who hasn't awakened her "role" consciousness, know that this is not a simple date, but a precursor to danger?"

Following closely, the two found that Melissa was walking towards the art gallery again. She bypassed the building and walked straight to the open space behind the gallery, which was full of wild flowers.

Evelyn Eve was a little speechless: If I had known that she was coming to the art museum, I should have "waited and seen" in the museum just now!

"Alvy!"

Melissa suddenly shouted out in joy, and even waved her right hand happily in that direction.

They looked in the direction Melissa had gone.

A flaxen-haired boy wearing a brown windbreaker and a dark green hat with a watercolor pencil stuck in it, who was not tall but not thin either, was sitting on the grass covered with a picnic mat, with a pen and paper in his hands.

Although the boy didn't wear any special steampunk-style clothing, his figure made the two of them feel a little nervous:

"Melissa's first love is Alvy after all!"

Alvy, who was in love, of course did not notice the two pairs of strange eyes behind him. And looking at his harmless face, it was estimated that this guy should be the spiritual carrier drawn by Alvy in reality.

Even if he is Alvy in the world of the painting, he might not let them out until after his date with Melissa... or he might have the stupid plan of trapping them here forever and keeping them in love forever!

"This kid has a really good plan!"

Ivan squeezed the tree with his hands, and cracks appeared on it.

"It's fine if you trapped Melissa, but why did you bring me in? Are you going to let me eat your dog food for nothing?!"

Eve, the clone standing nearby, said: It is indeed quite embarrassing to look at the original body from Eve's perspective.

The two people not far from them were still dating.

"Melissa—"

When Alvy saw her, he immediately put away his sketchbook and pen, adjusted his windbreaker a little, stood up, and walked towards her.

"Have you been waiting for a long time?" Melissa pushed Alvy back to the picnic mat. She put her left hand on Alvy's shoulder and pushed him down.

Onlookers said that if Alvy was not willing to cooperate with Melissa in acting, he would not be so honest.

Alvy smiled, his orange eyes sparkling in the sun:

"No. I've been sketching here. I came early to spread out the picnic mat. Just so you don't have to wait... Did you bring any food?"

"Well," Melissa smiled brightly. She sat next to Alvy, holding the paper bag in both hands and said to Alvy,

"Look at you. You do nothing but compose and frame your pictures all day long. What else can you think about except eating and painting?"

Alvy scratched his flaxen hair, squinted his eyes and smiled:

"Hey, when I'm not painting, isn't it just me dating you? Besides, you see..."

Alvi took out a three-layer box from the paint boxes piled nearby. His hands were long and bony, but there were calluses on his fingers from long-term painting.

He gently opened the first layer of boxes with his hands, and Melissa saw that it was sliced ​​cakes with various flavors of cream. Due to the effect of the preservation magic, they were all warm.

The second box contains teddy bear-shaped butter cookies, and the third box contains octopus balls sprinkled with spices.

The aroma of these foods drifted to Ivan and Eve, and they were glad that they had eaten lunch before coming. Otherwise...

These things were all made by Alvy, he is really good at cooking.

-

The two of them were whispering to each other right there, leaving the two people who were hiding and watching speechless.

As the sun sets, their date is finally coming to an end.

“Looking forward to our next reunion.”

As Alvy spoke, he put the wreath he had just made on Melissa's head. This made the two people who were peeking understand that the wreath had appeared at this time...

But at this moment, a crisp "click" sound suddenly rang out in the virtual world.

"Hmm..." At the same time, Alvy's head began to hurt severely.

"Alvy?" Melissa was panicking and was about to check on Alvy.

Her head started to hurt too.