[Quick Transmigration] Tragedy protagonist every day

The story of Moyu monk Han can be traced back to the wind in June, where there is the fragrance of gardenia.

The black-haired boy sat quietly on the roof of the school. This was the last time on campus.

There are noisy and restless sounds in the distance, the sound of farewell, cheers, and the sound of dragging luggage, all intersecting in this long summer day.Finally, it turned into warm and ambiguous sunlight, falling on his long eyelashes.

Mo Yu opened his eyes, and sighed softly at the high school campus where he had stayed for three years.

At the same time, a cold touch came from the right cheek.Mo Yu turned around, but there was a can of cold beer pressing against his cheek.

It's Shang Han.

Mo Yu raised her hand to take it, hooked it open with her index finger, and with a click, scattered foam popped out of the mouth of the can.

Shang Han sat down next to Mo Yu, and the two clinked their glasses tacitly. Mo Yu raised his head and took a sip before being coughed by the smell of alcohol.

Very weak, this is Mo Yu's most direct understanding of the current body.

Whether it's the sensitivity to detect the approach of others, or the body's reaction to irritating drinks, they are too weak!

So it's also clear that in a world like this, physical strength isn't the most important metric.

Shang Han didn't know that Mo Yu was thinking at this moment.He looked at the crowd leaving school in the distance, and then said to himself, "We graduated, right?"

Mo Yu had already stopped coughing, turned to look at him, and what caught his eyes was Shang Han's neat short hair, bright sharp but still childish eyes.

Mo Yu also raised doubts about the arrangement that allowed him to devote himself to this world so early.The official answer given by the * group is that it is an extra benefit provided by the organization in order to allow the traversers to better adapt to the life of the plane.

Do you really think he is joking?

Even a fledgling rookie will not be taken care of by the company to such an extent. Staying in a plane without a script for a long time is more of a test than a convenience for a traveler.

But fortunately, in this life, I just want to be a well-behaved good student.

For Shang Han's words, Mo Yu simply responded perfunctorily, but in fact, he rarely heard him sigh like this, knowingly asking.

Unlike Mo Yu's student days who pretended to be noble in order not to cause the butterfly effect in the plot, Shang Han has the kind of personality that can play well with anyone. He fits most girls' fantasies about youthful love, handsome, cheerful, Sunshine has very good grades and can play basketball well.

During the three years of high school, Mo Yu managed her image carefully.This is the first world he traveled through, without a script given to him from the very beginning.

Don't participate in any boring group activities with a high-ranking report card.He conducts a detailed background investigation on every student he comes into contact with, and he pays special attention to those whose backgrounds are unknown or who are engaged in gray industries at home.

And Shang Han doesn't belong to any of them!

So, that day, when he heard the long-lost system prompt in his mind, he was particularly shocked.Shang Han is the protagonist of this world? !Ordinary family, handsome appearance, good grades.As a person, these are called excellent.But as the protagonist of a world, it's not enough.

And a protagonist without a sense of destiny is simply impossible to exist.

Mo Yu raised her head and took another sip of beer, the cold liquid flowed down her throat and into her stomach.Although it is just a low-quality drink, it is still very precious to the teenagers.

Shang Han said in a clear voice, "Actually, graduating is pretty good, you can do whatever you want."

Mo Yu couldn't help but lower her head and smile. At this age, her mind is full of yearning for the freedom of the adult world.The so-called things Shang Han wants to do, apart from unrealistic fantasies, are nothing more than drinking, smoking, and dating girlfriends.

In front of these innocent teenagers, a free world is one sign after another.

Shaking the beer can in his hand, Mo Yu jokingly said, "Aren't you already doing it?" In this world, Mo Yu is an extremely smart student, but he is still a student.Too much contempt and maturity beyond age, it's better to hide it.

Besides, judging from the current situation, Shang Han is more active.In the days when Mo Yu hardly socialized, Shang Han was one of the few people who was willing to take the initiative to make friends with him.

Mo Yu understands this very well. Apart from Shang Han's cheerful personality, what is more important is his respect for the strong.

Mo Yu is strong, but not physically. His strength lies in his mind. His report card is not his complete obedience to the teaching content, but his ability to accept and improve the rules.

And I don't want to entrust the choice so casually like most people...

Shang Han curled his lips and said, "I want to call the police." In fact, many times, life is chosen by that simple decision, and the words that will affect a person's life are often expressed extremely easily.

After learning that Shang Han is the protagonist of this world, Mo Yu easily resorted to some tricks, at least from the fact that Shang Han would give him contraband on school leaving day and talk heart-to-heart, they are no longer Ordinary friends are that simple.

This is also the result Mo Yu wants. Although the target is only a high school graduate in a hotbed, but in this plane that is biased towards modern cities, since Mo Yu does not want to forcefully change the protagonist's life trajectory, then this indifferent The relationship is the best.After all, he wants to give the protagonist time to grow.

"The police academy is pretty good." Mo Yu responded casually.Who knows if the protagonist will be involved in something right and wrong halfway.After all, the script hasn't been released yet.

Thinking of this, Mo Yu couldn't help thinking about his new department.The script, character design, and plane conditions are not considered difficult.However, he just left him here to consume.It's like waiting, nurturing.

Mo Yu even felt that the surrounding atmosphere was undergoing some subtle changes, just like the sourness and sweetness when wheat is about to ferment into wine.

Shang Han stood up and smiled habitually.It was a clean, youthful smile, showing white teeth.The sun fell on his hair, on his shoulders, like the end of a lazy, contented story.

"Thanks for the bars." With triumphantly ostentatious tenderness, "they're not easy to get at school."

Mo Yu looked up at him like this, in the wind full of gardenia fragrance, Shang Han told him some words about parting and friendship, but Mo Yu didn't have the heart to listen anymore.

The moment Shang Han got up, the script in his mind suddenly appeared. Mo Yu saw Shang Han's tall and straight figure in police uniform, and he saw a confident and decisive man, who was the protagonist recognized by the plane .

But that may just be the career he chose because of his youthful desire for blood.

A sudden throbbing occupied Mo Yu's heart.Holding the half can of beer in his hand, Mo Yu knew that the big boy in front of him was destined to complete the script.

"Mo Yu." Shang Han's clear voice said, "Where do you want to report?"

Mo Yu's expression froze, he also carried it.

It may be because Shang Han plays basketball, but at the same age, Shang Han is half a head taller than Mo Yu.What's more, the two are standing and sitting one by one, Mo Yu is under Shang Han's figure, and she has to lean her neck up to see his face.

And at this moment, Mo Yu received the script, and the organization's intentions were too obvious.

Weak body, outstanding mind, withdrawn and calm personality - the * group is deliberately trying to put Mo Yu at a disadvantage!

After getting this recognition, Mo Yu felt irritated. Facing the protagonist who is destined to stand in the sun, head-to-head communication will naturally not work.As for those so-called opposites, and the protection of the protagonist in the early stage, although it was indeed what Mo Yu had in mind.But does Shang Han really need it?No enemies, no secrets, no sense of fate, such a protagonist is just an ordinary student, so how can he cultivate it?

Seeing Mo Yu's delay in answering, Shang Han asked suspiciously, "Why, haven't you thought about it yet?"

Mo Yu shook his head in denial, and then the most outstanding student in this school, so gentle and gentle, told Shang Han his plan.

"I'm not going to college."

Mo Yu stood up, keeping a certain distance between him and Shang Han.His thin body just bathed in the warm summer sun.

For his answer, Shang Han was obviously so surprised that he didn't know how to answer.On this high school leaving day, Mo Yu smiled slightly at the boy who was half a head taller than him in front of him, seeming to have encouragement and comfort. "You'll be a good cop." Then he left without looking back.

As for later, they never contacted again.

Just let the protagonist show off on his stage, since he is not the kind of natural sharp blade that can chop and plunder, then give him a long time to manage.

During these days, Mo Yu will use his slender fingers to weave a dense web, criss-crossing in the darkness.And Shang Han will walk to him step by step along the beautiful trajectory he gave, and feel terrified for his journey along the way.

And at that time, the real manipulator will start to close the net.

In fact, Shang Han didn't know that on the rooftop on the school leaving day, Mo Yu was answering his questions very seriously, and even felt happy because of some kind of enlightenment.

The future emperor of the criminal country promised him with a simple sentence on the school's rooftop.

Even if you don't know where you're going, I'll make sure you succeed.

"You'd be a good cop." So, come on the net.