The seventh rule of the male god

——When I was crucified on eternity, I appeared in this world.

On the plastic basketball playground, following the boy's perfect three-pointer, there was the sound of the basketball entering the basket and the crazy screams of the girls one after another.

The young man running in the middle of the court took off his uniform jacket with a smile, and flung his hand to the young man standing beside him. His movements were chic and unrestrained. When he raised his hand, he turned around and hooked his lips. He looked like a bad boy, very evil. .

He was wearing a white school uniform shirt. Sweat slid down his deep and eye-catching side face, and slid down his neck into the neckline. The beauty was looming. The teenager's index finger and middle finger touched his lower lip ambiguously, and blew a handsome kiss.

Yo, no one can deny that he is the uncrowned king at the moment.

"Dear host, he is the destiny of this world, the one favored by God, Tiska's campus idol, Qi Liubai."

Yun Changfeng stood on the roof, and the wind blew up the hem of his uniform and his black hair, bringing with him the breath from his soul—it was like the vast snow in Changbai Mountain.

His eyes did not have the slightest sense of aggression, as if he was watching the crowd's hustle and bustle from a distance of two worlds.

"A very handsome boy."

"Yes, the host is playing Tiska's school girl this time, a senior in high school. The original body will accept it after ten seconds of memorization."

Yun Changfeng pursed his lips, his expression was very calm, so quiet that it was a little mysterious.

When he died, he was bound by this system. The so-called system is to release all kinds of tasks, and the task of this world is to get the true love of more than ten people in each world, and the high praise of everyone he knows and evaluation.

To be highly praised by everyone is to please the world in a different direction at first glance.

How easy is it to please the world?

Looking at the young man in high spirits on the basketball court, Yun Changfeng seemed to be in a daze and asked, "System, how about directly attacking Destiny?"

"If you get the true love of Destiny, you can directly withdraw from the task of getting the true love of more than ten people, but the system must remind the host that if you attack Destiny's beggar, the difficulty of the task may be...more difficult."

perhaps?Yun Changfeng raised his eyebrows, playing with the Tridacna Buddha beads on his wrist, but his mind was spinning a thousand times, he didn't speak, he was thinking about this word in his heart.

If you love men and women, it's okay to move to a straight man, the key is that it will be affected if you get high praise from everyone.

Yun Changfeng squinted his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were slightly curved. The pure coldness was hidden between his brows, mixed with the gentleness of the woody fragrance.

After the basketball game, most of the girls had dispersed and returned to class. Ye Xiao sat on the field, and Qi Liubai's uniform jacket was casually thrown aside by him.

Qi Liubai took the mineral water that Ye Xiao threw to him, with an unruly flamboyance on the corner of his mouth, he propped his chin and sighed pretendingly: "Xiao Xiaoxiao, I have worked hard to put away my charm, now it seems that I failed completely."

Ye Xiao caught the mineral water, and when she heard the address, she gritted her teeth and said, "How many times have I said it, don't call me Xiao Xiaoxiao!"

Qi Liubai looked at Ye Xiao, bit his finger hesitantly, then stretched out his right hand and made a swearing gesture, and said: "...Let me think about it, okay, classmate Ye Xiaoxiao, I won't do it again next time." I won't call you Xiaoxiao anymore."

Changing your address didn't help much. Ye Xiao rolled her eyes inelegantly and asked, "Did you go wandering there again last night? I told my uncles and aunts that you stayed at my house."

Qi Liubai and Ye Xiao grew up together, their parents are also business partners, they still feel fat in a pair of pants, Ye Xiao naturally knows that Qi Liubai is now playing and singing every night to have fun.

His shadow is indispensable there, hanging out with those cronies—if he hadn't kept it from him, Qi Liubai would have been thrown into the Pacific Ocean by his relatives and relatives long ago.

Qi Liubai sat down beside Ye Xiao, picked up his uniform jacket and put it on his arm, and retorted with a slightly weird expression: "Brother, you have lived among thousands of flowers, and a single leaf doesn't touch your body, so why did it turn into waves in your mouth? On the other hand, Xiaoxiao, you still don’t know how to… you’re still a virgin, right?”

"Get lost within three seconds." Ye Xiao took a sip of mineral water, squeezed the bottle tightly, and looked at Qi Liubai viciously.

"..."

"One, two..."

Qi Liubai's eyes turned, his thoughts turned a thousand times, considering that Ye Xiao would help him in front of his mother when he did all kinds of outrageous things in the future, weighed the pros and cons, and then put on a rogue with a hippie smile.

"...Okay, I'll go, I'll go."

Needless to say, it was quite comfortable to roll up, because the sun was warm and the weather was not too dry, so it was really not uncomfortable.

Qi Liubai thought happily.

Ye Xiao looked at Qi Liubai's rolling posture, and was speechless for a while.

"Ah……"

Light laughter.

Qi Liubai's rolling posture immediately stopped static, and then quickly stood up. Damn, just now did not see no one, ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah, Xiao Ye's name!

Qi Liubai's eyes shot sharply at the source of the sound, like a thin and light sharp blade, bleeding instantly.

Since it was class time, there were not many people on the playground, so there were a few here and there.

Qi Liubai saw the smiling person standing under the big tree at a glance, the key is that this person is too damn conspicuous.

He is tall and tall, with a playful hip-hop black jacket and a white shirt, which he has buttoned up to the top one by one.

Different people have different feelings when wearing school uniforms. The main thing to look at is the face, then the figure, and the third is the temperament.

This person is quite good-looking, his eyebrows and eyes have a bit of drawn beauty, especially when he smiles, he looks a bit gentle and alienated, like an aristocratic model.

This person's appearance and temperament can barely be compared with the young master, this is Qi Liubai's first impression of Yun Changfeng.

However, Qi Liubai narrowed his eyes dangerously, why did this person appear here?

Yun Changfeng looked at Qi Liubai, and noticed something, his eyes were full of apology, and the corners of his lips politely curved into a standard smile, which made the corners of Qi Liubai's mouth twitch, and he wanted to measure it with a protractor to see if it was a standard degree .

Yun Changfeng looked at Qi Liubai, and apologized gently and sincerely: "I'm sorry, I hope I didn't disturb you two."

As the saying goes, you don't hit a smiling face with your hand, Qi Liubai curled his lips and ignored it.

Yun Changfeng glanced at him lightly, then turned around neatly and walked away.

"Wait, stop!"

Qi Liubai looked at his unhesitating back, and before he could react, he heard that he had stopped the other person, and couldn't help but frown slightly. The person in front of him gave him a very strange feeling, but he couldn't tell what it was.

Yun Changfeng stopped in his tracks, and turned around politely: "Is there anything else this classmate wants to do?"

Xu Shiyun Changfeng's tone was too natural, Qi Liubai answered subconsciously: "Can't you call someone if you have nothing to do?"

After finishing speaking, Qi Liubai realized what he said, fuck it, what nonsense did he say!

Yun Changfeng watched Qi Liubai use the question sentence as a declarative sentence, but he still classified it as a question sentence, and nodded as if responding, but his expression was a bit strange when he left.

Ye Xiao looked at Qi Liubai who had been fixed in place, and said thoughtfully: "That Liubai, are you okay?"

Qi Liubai came back to his senses, remembering Yun Changfeng's eccentric gaze when he left, the gaze implying that you would take medicine if you were sick made him feel very fucked up, and said in a low voice: "shit."

Then after a while, Qi Liubai raised his eyes silently, looked at Ye Xiao sincerely with bright eyes and said, "Xiaoxiao, do you think I should really go to the hospital?"

"...you finally know you're sick, thank God."

Tiska is a private aristocratic high school, and most of the people who come to study in this school know each other indirectly or directly, and they are more or less related.

And what it teaches is also varied and all-encompassing, and it is also famous for its associations, systems, and its free-style management.

To put it bluntly, this is nothing more than a physical social circle established to cultivate outstanding heirs of various aristocratic families, but the system is also as civilian as possible, and it will recruit outstanding students free of tuition from time to time.

There are many exceptions, but they are not within the scope of Yun Changfeng's concern.

When one foot stepped into the door of the classroom, the already quiet classroom became even quieter.

Yun Changfeng lifted his eyelids and glanced lazily at the blackboard, and the beautiful staves spread out like lines of poetry—the teaching was about music, and it seemed that the course was halfway through.

On the podium is a young male teacher wearing a white shirt and casual jeans. His facial features are not amazing, but they are very attractive, soft and not annoying, and his appearance matches his profession very well.

The eyes of the two collided at once, and the inexplicable smell of gunpowder lingered in the air where their eyes met.

Yun Changfeng casually went through the memories of the original body in his mind, only to realize that this teacher is a new music teacher in this class, very popular in school, young and gentle, talented and rich, very popular.

But it doesn't look like an easy role.

"This classmate actually missed my first class. Is he dissatisfied with me?" Wen Yin frowned slightly, his eyes filled with mild melancholy mixed with gentleness and sadness.

He just looked at Yun Changfeng fixedly, and Yun Changfeng looked back at him.

Even the sound of breathing became a little quieter in the already quiet classroom.