The giant is me

Sunshine, sandy beach, light blue sea.

Seagulls flew by from a distance, Gongsun Liu narrowed his eyes slightly, put one hand on his forehead, and took a sip of coconut juice happily.

Successfully escaped from the claws of the apprentice, and now he will not be caught in the hotel in the small valley.

You must know that the hotel is desolate within a radius of ten miles, there is no special car to pick you up, and there is no way to go down the mountain on foot. The hotel only has basic water and electricity, and there is no internet, so he has nothing else to do except writing.

The slender and fair body is stretched out in the sun, and the eyes that come and go can't help but linger on this white and shiny skin. After a while, someone comes over, or invites to swim in the sea, or invites to participate in beach volleyball. The meaning is beyond words.

Gongsun Liu's boyfriend changed faster than his clothes. This time, he glanced critically at the man's chest and abdomen during the empty window, whistled a little at the smooth muscle lines, and handed over the sunscreen: "Yes Can you put on some sunscreen for me, please?"

The two wolves with big tails quickly reached a consensus and left the beach to enter the hotel.

When her new boyfriend took office, Gongsun Liu was full of food and drink, half leaning on the bed, happy to turn on his optical brain, and habitually began to search for the latest novels on the shelves in the Literature City.

Although he often writes more traditional literary works, his taste is quite vulgar. In his life, he loves goofy dramas like "you love me and I don't love you".

After reading the latest update of several books in his previous collection, Gongsun Liu put down the tissue without hesitation, opened the bookstore with a choked nose, and saw the special effects of fireworks flashing on the screen.

That is the special effect that came with the top tipping in Literature City. It costs [-] star coins at a time. This time, it is probably a super rich man. The fireworks are not only set off once, but ten shots in a row.

Gongsun Liu became interested, and after a closer look, the title of the book that was rewarded was "I'll be too regretful after my death".

Based on his years of experience in reading dog blood articles, he knew that this was a chasing wife crematorium as soon as he saw the title, so he quickly clicked into it.

Look at the author first, know Xiaobai?

With his more than 20 years of book experience, this is the first time he has heard of the author's name, and after a closer look at the column, he is a novice.

Although he is a novice, it is obvious that this person is not afraid of tigers when he is a newborn calf. He actually opened 5 books at the same time in one breath.

It's not that the possibility of the studio's ghostwriting has been considered, but as the top stream in the online literary world, Literature City has strict management and a series of systematic testing methods. It has always killed all studios, so there is no need to doubt it.

What's more, these five books all follow the path of dog-blood entanglement, with different emphases, but looking at the copywriting, you can tell that each of them just stepped on his heart. Gongsun Liu licked his lips and clicked to start reading without hesitation.

When his freshly baked boyfriend came out of the shower wearing a bathrobe, he saw his little boyfriend sitting on the bed with the quilt in his arms, crying like rain in front of the computer screen.

Boy friend:?

Gongsun Liu took out a tissue and wiped away the tears that were pouring out madly: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo money!"

"The author killed me! It's them who abused this, it's us readers!"

"Zai Zai, Daddy loves you, dump this dog and come with me, Daddy will raise you!"

The boyfriend sat aside helplessly, folded his arms, leaned over to take a look, and laughed out loud: "Isn't it just an ordinary goofy article? It's all fake."

"You don't understand." Gongsun Liu's eyes were red from crying, and he opened the comment area, writing a long piece of analysis, studying the sadness of human nature reflected in this love affair.

After a while, the beep sounded beeping, and the friends rushed over, and immediately put this treasure in the comment area to the forefront.

The boyfriend went out to smoke a cigarette, and when he came back, he hugged the person familiarly: "Well, baby, we..."

"Wait," Gongsun Liu had finished reading the first chapter, and after rewarding ten fireworks, he quickly moved on to the next one. I have to write a fan story to kill this scumbag!"

Boy friend:……

In the dead of night, he finally completed five articles, each with a plot of nearly 30 chapters, and contentedly sent 100 little red flowers to his wife's column, earnestly enjoining: "I hope my wife will work hard to update, and I will rely on my wife's help in the future." Liang is alive ●v●”

This Mrs. Zhi Xiaobai will never let him down. Maybe it's because the codewriter has become a master, or the main body is an octopus tentacle monster. Every day, every article can come up with 1 to 2 words of updates.

This is all right, during the whole holiday before the start of school, Gongsun Liu's plan to hunt for beauty was completely delayed, holding his optical brain every day, chasing updates, discussing plots, writing fanfic, drawing fanfic, it was like a fascination.

The few wives who were promoted to the high stage by him before were completely sidelined. Zhi Xiaobai, relying on his ability to hold a variety of styles of writing, tap-danced the plot completely on his cuteness, and became his favorite in his heart. Absolute goddess.

Not only that, Gongsun Liu also took the initiative to attract a whole book fan circle, and shared it with his colleagues every day. He was so happy that he lost his boyfriend every week and forgot to change. As for the school wanting him to be a teacher who went to the military camp with the freshmen, he naturally refused.

Gongsun Liu: What is heaven?This is heaven!

Capital University, military training.

Since the appearance of the traces of the Zerg, the entire empire has entered a state of preparation for war. Therefore, the military training before the start of colleges and universities is particularly harsh.

The freshmen who enrolled that year, including undergraduates, masters and doctoral students, were all taken to a military camp near the capital for complete military training.

The sun was blazing, and the freshmen uniformly put on military training uniforms and stood in the sun in a 50×50 square formation.

"Relax." The instructor yelled, and everyone in the team couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, relaxing their tense muscles a little.

The body that An Bai passed through was delicate and frail, but after standing in the sun for 5 minutes, it was already drenched in sweat, and the skin exposed to the sun turned red.

He was helpless: [System, when will Gongsun Liu come over? ]

According to the original book, Gongsun Liu is the teacher who followed this time. When he saw his students being tottering under the sun, he immediately felt distressed. He would come over to communicate with the instructor in a short while, and let people enter the room to rest for a while, blow the wind, drink water, eat fruit.

Although he is not the main character, he is now considered the only student under Gongsun Liu's name. After all, he can get some special attention, and it is also a chance to seize the time to improve his favorability.

System: [100 credits are charged, testing is underway...]

After a while, An Bai heard the system's cold answer: [Gongsun Liu is on vacation. ]

An Bai only felt that his eyes were dark for a while, and his heart ached to death——now the main god is getting more and more shrunken, and even a little point is traded for his life: [What's going on, isn't it written like this in the original book? ]

System: [It may be that the protagonist did not successfully become Gongsun Liu's disciple, and Gongsun Liu did not become a follower teacher according to the school's arrangement. In short, it is because the host's favorability is not high enough. ]

If he had known it earlier, he would have asked for sick leave to avoid this military training. An Bai was indignant, and his eyes slid to the protagonist standing aside, thinking, the protagonist in the original book was also tortured enough by this military training, making the golden thighs beside him tenderly. It's a mess of distress, and it's probably not going to get any better.

Thinking about it, he happened to meet Tang Ying who had turned his head. His fair cheeks were like ice and snow, not only did he not flush, nor did he shed any sweat. A faint, even disdainful smile.

Under the bright sun, a chill ran down An Bai's back, and he suddenly realized that the protagonist in the original book was a complete spoiled trash, and it seemed that it was not as simple as it seemed.

Tang Ying watched him withdraw his eyes tremblingly, and trembled with the intuition of a small animal, which was a bit funny.

In other words, the main god sent this kind of thing into his world, and he looked down upon him too much.

At this time, they successfully entered the next stage and started the special shooting training. As soon as the instructor finished announcing, soft cheers erupted in the phalanx immediately.

The empire is full of martial arts, and shooting venues can be seen everywhere. Almost everyone will be given a gun for self-defense when they grow up, but how can this compare to the ion cannon set up in the special shooting training of military training?

Not to mention that individual outstanding members can also be selected to enter space for space shooting training!

Looking at the shining eyes of everyone, the instructor smiled and shook his head. Sure enough, this group of little bastards was waiting for this moment, but don't be told to cry by the instructor over there.

The shooting training ground is quite large. A row of ten ion cannons is pitch-black, shining with a cold metal light. You can smell the faint smell of gunpowder smoke before you get close, and it can ignite the blood of any imperial person in an instant.

"It's so handsome. This is not the latest S300 model developed by the military. It has a long range, great lethality, high energy consumption, and strong recoil. It is difficult to operate at S level!"

"Mom and Dad, your son is promising, I can touch this kind of ion cannon."

"It's so handsome, the instructor looks so young at this time."

With the sound of military boots knocking on the floor, the young instructor had already walked in front of them.

The close-fitting uniform outlines broad shoulders and narrow waist, and underneath is a powerful and beautiful body bound by a hat.

The visitor tied his long silver hair behind his head, revealing a smooth forehead, a straight nose, dark green eyes like emeralds, cold and strong, and thin lips like a blade opened: "I am your instructor , Qi Che, then you just need to follow my orders."

The audience subconsciously quieted down, and what he carried on his body was silent under the atmosphere of gunpowder smoke unique to the battlefield several times.

Only Tang Ying, who was standing in the leading position of the freshmen, had a calm attitude, even winked at him with great interest, and mouthed: "Come on!"

Obviously, he is not as afraid of this instructor with a strong aura as others, and even because he grew up side by side for many years, he still feels that he is nervous and at a loss as an instructor for the first time.

Why are you so cute.Qi Che thought to himself, when introducing the ion cannon, his eyes drifted unconsciously to Tang Ying.

He also changed into a camouflage uniform, and his skin was even fairer. His slightly curly hair protruded from under the hat. It looked fluffy and easy to knead, but his expression was so high-spirited, with a naive arrogance that was not afraid of anything. .

Qi Che unconsciously rubbed his fingertips, the longing for years not only was not suppressed, but became more and more intense.