Dramatic self-cultivation [Quick Transmigration]

The birthday party, which had been warmed up for a long time, was finally held as scheduled, and all the famous people in Quande City were invited to attend.

The birthday party for He Shu, the young master of the He family, has never been so grand. There are different opinions about He Yu's identity.

Early in the morning, the butler led the Filipino maids to stand at the gate of He Zhai, welcoming guests like a stream of guests, receiving gift lists, giving souvenirs, and guiding people to their seats.

Looking out through the circular floor-to-ceiling windows, He Yu had a panoramic view of all this.

He stretched out his arms, and the servant smoothed out the wrinkles in his clothes, fastened him with a diamond brooch, and put on his pocket watch chain.

The person in the mirror is completely different from the person he was when he first came to He's house.

His thin cheeks were fleshed out, his eyes were bright, and the well-tailored suit exuded a bit of extravagance, and his youthful vigor made him gleaming.

Anyone who sees it will feel that this is the treasure that the family has held in the palm of their hands since childhood.

He Yu turned around and flicked the non-existent dust on his arm slowly. He asked:

"Is Brother He Shu still in the room?"

The servant bowed his head humbly and replied: "Yes. Madam said don't worry about him."

He Yu looked at her disapprovingly: "That's my brother, how can I ignore it? Don't starve me out, and when I cut the cake later, I will send it up."

The servant didn't answer immediately. She has worked in He Zhai for many years, and she can be regarded as watching these children grow up.

The day of holding a birthday party for He Shu every year is now replaced by a country boy, and it is even more grand and grand.

As if to tell everyone in the world that He Shu is a fake young master and He Yu is the real one.

For He Shu, who has always been aloof, what is the difference between this and removing him from the family?

Isn't it stimulating him to give him a cake at this time?

After a long time without hearing a response, He Yu glanced over lightly: "Huh?"

The servant buried his head lower: "Okay."

Only then was He Yu satisfied.

The birthday party is about to officially begin, and Mother He counts the time to come to find He Yu. She is wearing a royal blue fishtail dress that outlines her well-maintained figure. The light sapphire on the chest complements the dress and is dazzling.

She stretched out her hand to He Yu, and said: "When you meet someone later, you can call whatever you want. With me here, don't be nervous."

He Yu nodded obediently, and praised sincerely: "Mom, you look so good today."

The corners of He Mu's lips became softer.

At the gate of He Zhai, there is a long queue of rare luxury cars on the market, the most luxurious auto show in the world.

Fortunately, he came to He's house, otherwise there would not even be enough parking space.

Seeing them going downstairs, He Shengyuan, who was in charge of welcoming the guests, wanted to leave immediately, but when he was wrong, his mother grabbed his wrist: "Where are you going?"

"Mom," He Shengyuan's face flashed with various emotions, hesitant and tangled, and finally froze into a pleading expression, he whispered, "I feel uncomfortable."

As the eldest son, he has always engraved the principles of family and prosperity in his heart. Seeing He's mother treat him differently, but he can't do anything about it, this feeling is really suffocating.

Mother He knew his temperament too well, her eyes were as cold as a knife, and she glanced across him: "If you are as unconscious as He Shu, don't appear in front of me today."

He Shengyuan pursed his lower lip, broke away from her without saying a word, and walked slowly towards the door, his figure disappeared into the crowd.

This little episode was not noticed by He Yu, because many classmates came to the door, some were acquainted, and some had only met once.

They held flowers and wished He Yu a happy birthday with enthusiasm.

Surrounded by so many people, He Yu was dizzy with joy. The cameraman pointed the camera at them and said with a smile, "Take a picture, three two one, eggplant!"

The shy and obedient boy stood in the middle, and the classmates put on various funny poses around him, and a group of people laughed and fought.

This is He Yu's most perfect birthday, and everything has just begun.It is completely predictable. Looking back on this day many years later, I must be very happy and sweet.

Standing with his hands behind his back at the door, Mr. Yan saw them taking pictures and registered their names silently. When he was led in, He Yu noticed him and ran over to say hello, "Hello, teacher."

Regarding He Yu, Mr. Yan has always been in a complicated mood. As an artist, he has a bit of a personality, and He's mother threatened him with friendship, so he had to succumb.

But it doesn't mean that he agrees with this approach. He Yu is not a student he personally selected, and he doesn't satisfy him like He Shu.

But Mr. Yan also knew very well in his heart that a 17-year-old child could not decide anything, and he should not be involved in the contacts of the previous generation.

"It's another year older, happy birthday." He looked back, "Is your brother He Shu okay?"

Obviously, he is also aware of the big disturbance on the Internet.

He Yu's smile froze for a moment, and he said calmly, "Brother He Shu is still upstairs, you can go and see him."

Old Yan still kept his hands behind his back, nodded slightly, and left without saying anything or saying no.

Looking at his back, He Yu secretly took a breath, suppressing the rising unhappiness in his heart.

On the other side, Mother He beckoned He Yu to pass by, and there was a circle of people around her, well-dressed and imposing.

As soon as He Yu walked over, Mother He introduced everyone carefully one by one with a smile: "This is Teacher Lin, who opens a private studio. That Teacher Qin had a drink with your father before, and..."

Anyone who has the face to be invited to a birthday party is someone who has made some name for himself.

He Yu's attitude is just right, humble, polite, gentle and submissive. After He's mother introduced him, he didn't make a mistake in calling anyone.

The elders immediately laughed, "Your mother showed us your paintings, they are very inspirational, and you will definitely make great achievements in the future."

"What impressed me deeply was the work "Mother". I heard that you also took it for the competition? It's very good."

Mother He smiled gently: "He is still young, and he will inevitably have to trouble you in the future. Please bear with him."

"Where is it, according to his development momentum, it is not certain who is troublesome. Haha." Someone asked curiously, "When I was looking at Xiaoyu's paintings, I found that your eyes are very good. Did you practice it specially?"

Mother He looked at He Yu as she said, waiting for his answer.

He Yu's face paled slightly, and the reason why he drew his eyes well was because every time he got emotional, he would use them to restrain himself.

In fact, he hates eyes the most, because it represents never-ending prying, scrutiny, and contempt.

"The eyes are the windows to the soul." He Yu heard her own voice sound calmly, "If the eyes are well drawn, the whole painting will come to life. I have indeed practiced it."

The man gave He Yu a thumbs up: "Very spiritual."

He changed the subject, "When I saw the work "Mother", your eyes and painting style were completely different from before. What do you think?"

He Yu's body was slightly stiff, but if you looked carefully, you would find that his temples were shiny and black, which was due to the soaking in sweat.

Mother He is also looking forward to this question. Among all the works painted by He Yu, she is most satisfied with "Mother". In this painting, she is beautified into a god-like existence.

Silent love can be revealed in every detail, just like the silent rain that moistens things.

She could clearly feel that it was the child's desire for maternal love.

Before returning to He's house, his life must be in dire straits, she thought, fortunately she brought him back.

One second, two seconds... ten seconds passed.

Everyone look at me, I look at you, a little puzzled.

Is this a hard question?

The smile on his face seemed to be sculpted, and the hand hanging by his side clenched his trouser legs tightly. He Yu racked his brains and opened his lips and said:

"Because my mother is different to me. When I think of her, I just want to use the most gentle painting method in the world to portray it."

No mother could remain unmoved when she heard such words, and Mother He was no exception. She covered her lips and was full of emotion.

"I'm interested," the man smiled. "After reading it, we agreed that winning an award for this work is not a problem."

With the master's affirmation, He Yu's eyes burst into joy, he pursed his lower lip, and looked at He Mu quietly.

Meeting his eyes, Mother He smiled and hugged his shoulders: "If you really win the prize, I'll have to give you a good word."

"It's well deserved. Father Tiger has no sons. Mrs. He's children are the best of each other."

"I don't know how happy I am to let my son have half of Xiaoyu's worries."

"Haha, if I continue talking, Xiaoyu will feel embarrassed. Look, her face is red."

It was the first time for He Yu to participate in such an occasion, and he was not familiar with how to deal with other people's compliments. He shyly stood beside He's mother, and He's mother couldn't help laughing.

While everyone was chatting and laughing, there was some noise from the reception area, and the housekeeper was arguing loudly with someone.

He Yu turned his eyes and saw two familiar shadows at the gate. He was taken aback for a moment, then said a few words to Mother He, and walked to the housekeeper.

He Jiayun and his wife were poorly dressed, and they were out of place among a group of well-dressed people.

Seeing He Yu, He Jiayun suddenly became confident: "This is the son I have raised for 17 years. Today is his birthday. Why can't I go in?"

His voice was as loud as a bell, causing many people to look this way.

The butler was almost in a dilemma. The guest list didn't say that these two people were invited, and the invitation card couldn't be released. How dare he let them go?

"Young master," he lowered his voice to He Yu, "let them in?"

He Yu didn't know where they were making trouble. It was clear that their plan was that after the birthday party, He Jiayun and his wife would find He's mother, and euphemistically expressed their hope that someone would take care of them in the future.

There are two mysteries of this strategy, one is to save the He family's face, He's mother is a person who cares about face, and she will definitely not want to see insignificant people at the banquet.

The second is that the time point proposed is just when the plagiarism turmoil is raging, and Mother He will not tolerate someone embarrassing the He family.

When sleepiness came, someone gave me a pillow, so she had to weigh it carefully?

The couple agreed very well when they were discussing the plan, why did they come early now?Still making such a fuss at the door, is it because he is afraid that others will not know that he has something to do with these two people?

He Yu's face darkened, and he said to the housekeeper, "Go and do other things first, I'll take care of these two."

The butler was so eager to do so, he turned around to greet the other guests.

He Yu's jaw was tense, he looked at the couple with cold warning eyes, led the way, and took them to a remote and quiet guest room.

Along the way, He Jiayun looked like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden. He was amazed at everything he saw.

After entering the room, he threw the rag bag he had with him on the table, his face blushing: "Good boy, you can be regarded as reincarnated into a good family!"

He Yu couldn't hide his resentment and dislike at all. There is still a place where they are needed, so he could only swallow his breath: "Come early and don't say anything?"

As soon as he entered the room, He Jiayun seemed to regard this place as his own home, and he was not polite at all. He sat in the sandalwood chair, Erlang raised his legs, held his ankles with both hands, and said carelessly:

"Joke, I have to arrange time to see my son? There is no such reason in the world!"

He Yu looked at Wang Ping expressionlessly. He knew that only she could control him.

Wang Ping, who hadn't spoken much, explained helplessly: "Don't be surprised, your father is not used to coming to the city, eating well, sleeping well, isn't it because he wants to finish things early and go home early."

It's all here, and He Yu has no way to drive people out again. He frowned and said:

"Don't go out for a while, just stay here. When the time is up, I will find someone to call you."

Wang Ping nodded again and again, with a good attitude: "We know it well."

After dealing with this little episode, He Yu raised his hand and pressed his temple, walked through the corridor, and walked quickly back to the guests on the lawn.

The lawn is covered with flowers and balloons, and a long pure white table is in the middle. Drinks, cakes, and desserts are all available. At this moment, there are a few students standing by the table.

He Yu hurried back to Mother He, glanced casually in that direction, but suddenly saw Mo Mo's familiar figure.

The boy was wearing a silver-gray suit, and the wool was light and soft, which added a bit of softness to him. He held champagne in one hand and smiled.

It was He Shu, he actually went downstairs!

He Yu was a little surprised, and suddenly felt a little uneasy in his heart. He didn't know when it would start. No matter how well-planned the plan was, as long as he met He Shu, the existence of this person would be the biggest variable.

Out of the corner of Shen Xinglan's eyes, he caught a glimpse of a standing figure standing in the corridor. He stared sideways, slowly raised his hand and raised his glass, showing a faint smile.

The two were separated by dozens of steps, and He Yu had a clear glimpse of his lips opening and closing, clearly saying four words.

--Happy birthday.

From the morning of this day, he received countless blessings from classmates, teachers, family members, and friends, but none of them made him so flustered.

As if a certain prelude had officially kicked off, following Shen Xinglan, the rest of the people also noticed He Yu at the same time.

Song Xu smiled and asked, "He Yu, have you surfed the Internet today?"

The students were fine when they first came here not long ago, but now they look at He Yu with strange eyes.

He Yu didn't understand, so he turned around and walked towards them. He shook his head: "No, what's wrong?"

Shen Xinglan lowered his eyes to drink, he half leaned on the edge of the long snow-white table, propped his hand back, his fingers jumped lightly, his lips were dyed a beautiful golden orange color by the wine.

Song Xu stood beside him, glanced at the boy from time to time, his possessiveness was obvious, he shrugged, and said generously:

"A special, very funny thing happened today."

Two specials are used in a row to express emphasis.

As the protagonist of today's banquet, He Yu's schedule is full from morning to night, and he has no chance to touch his mobile phone at all.

He had no intention of watching the two show their affection again, and smiled slightly: "Really. You guys talk first, I have to entertain guests."

Before taking two steps, Song Xu's voice sounded behind him again: "The verdict of the Jinlu Cup has come down. He Yu, what do you think about plagiarism?"

The result came out so soon?In other words, He Shu's work has been qualitatively plagiarized?

This is simply the best birthday present He Yu has ever received!

He paused, suppressing the joy in his heart, and turned to face the crowd, his eyes were full of sadness, doubt, and bewilderment.

"Plagiarism is unfair to others," He Yu looked at He Shu with a soft voice, "I believe Brother He Shu was just confused for a moment, he didn't mean it."

Hearing this, Song Xu laughed wildly as if he heard some ridiculous joke, he couldn't even straighten his waist.

He has always been a willful and reckless devil king, and in the upper circles since he was a child, he has been someone who can't be provoked by others.

There were other guests on the lawn, and it was no surprise that the person who did such a strange thing was the young master of the Song family.

"Well said! Plagiarism is not fair to other people," Song Xu raised his hands to his chest and clapped his hands. He seemed to be genuinely puzzled. What kind of behavior?"

He Shu directly copied everyone's works intact onto the drawing paper, and handed them in without any changes. This is really stupid.

But of course He Yu couldn't say that. He was supposed to be a good younger brother.

How would a good younger brother smooth things over in this situation?

"It's my birthday today, shouldn't you wish me a happy birthday?" He Yu winked at everyone, "Stop talking about these unhappy things, let's sing a song."

Shen Xinglan put the champagne glass on the table behind her, and there was a muffled sound from the bottom of the glass and the table.

He stood up a little bit, and his whole temperament changed differently from before, "He Yu, did you draw the painting "Mother"?"

The sun seemed to lose its temperature at this moment.

The corners of He Yu's lips turned cold: "Brother, what do you mean by that? Aren't you the one who plagiarized?"

"I've never been a plagiarism dog." Shen Xinglan took a step closer to He Yu, his gaze seemed to penetrate his eye sockets, into the depths of his bone marrow, "What about you?"

As he approached, the long shadow spread over and enveloped his head.

The moment He Shu looked at each other, He Yu seemed to have fallen into the deep sea, wrapped in the cold and turbulent waves, and pressed to the bottom of the sea.

He Yu is good at drawing eyes. He has drawn thousands of eyes, but none of them are as sharp and deep as He Shu's eyes.

He tilted his head in a little embarrassment, "I drew my mother, how could I plagiarize?"

Shen Xinglan looked at him again, and said calmly, "Okay."

The most controversial topic today is that the host of the birthday party has changed from He Shu to the new young master He Yu. When the two meet here on the lawn, people who love gossip gather here like a searchlight.

Mother He naturally noticed the commotion. She passed through the crowd and came to see what happened.

Shen Xinglan leaned closer to him, as if whispering between two close brothers, "Pianya's painting, are you happy with it?"

Cold sweat drenched his back and wet the inner lining at this moment. He Yu clenched his fingers tightly, his face was livid, he opened his lips, completely speechless.

Seeing the confrontation between the two, Mother He, who had no idea what happened, stepped forward, stood beside He Yu, frowned and said, "What's wrong?"

Song Xu seems to be a monkey who only fears the chaos of the world. He has been displeased with He Yu for a long time, and this birthday party finally found a chance to settle the old and new grudges together.

He giggled and said, "It's nothing serious. In order to give He Yu his life, some of our good friends prepared a surprise for him."

He Yu next to her was as pale as paper, no different from a terminally ill patient. Mother He was a little confused: "Give a gift? That's not very good."

Song Xu snapped his fingers, and the VCR curtain not far away suddenly changed to another scene, and the music also stopped abruptly at this moment.

No, stop, have to stop him!

There was a voice in He Yu's heart roaring and shouting crazily, as if he was sealed and unable to move.

What moved faster than him was the picture that flashed on the curtain.

The lawn in the painting is exactly the same as the current one. The woman is wearing a white dress, lowering her head and fiddling with flower branches. The sun shines through the branches and falls on her hair, reflecting the fluffy shimmer.

There was a slight smile on her lips, and her pupils were warm and bright, as if they would glow.

Around her, there are clusters of colorful flowers blooming all over the place.

Mother He was stunned: "This is not Xiaoyu..."

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly stopped, because in the lower right corner of the picture, a small leaf was drawn, and the word "Pian Ye" was written.

She could see it, and others could see it too, just like a zeolite falling into boiling water, everyone exploded immediately!

When He Shu was learning to paint, he was extremely talented and became a blockbuster. Since then, under the guidance of Mr. Yan, he has skyrocketed, and no one of his peers can hold a candle to him when it comes to painting.

Everyone congratulates He Mu, He Shu is the reincarnation of a genius.

But I didn't expect that at this crucial moment of the Jinlu Cup, He Shu was plagiarized first, and then He Yu's painting was of unknown origin, which was also related to this title?

What is the Feng Shui of the He family?Actually raised two sons with bad character? !

Without giving time for everyone to react, Song Xu quickly released the second picture, which was the official statement of the Jinlu Cup an hour ago. The participating student He Yu, Class [-] and [-] of Quande High School, student number XXXXXX, due to stealing other people's works, from this time Disqualified from the competition and banned from participating for three consecutive sessions.

As soon as the statement comes out, there is no doubt that it is completely qualitative.

Everyone's eyes were overwhelming He Yu, he was completely crazy, "Impossible, how is it possible! Why..."

Obviously he did it impeccably!Obviously everything is developing according to his plan!

Why was he the one who was expelled? Why was he caught just imitating it, and He Shu copied it completely? Why did nothing happen?

Anger overwhelmed his sanity, he thought with red eyes, this isn't fair!

The spectators formed a fan-shaped circle with the curtain as the center.

Shen Xinglan and He Yu stood opposite each other, and the sun shone evenly.

One is calm and calm, and the other is sweating profusely.

Shen Xinglan's voice was not too loud, soft and low: "Because, I'm just a piece of cake."

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The next two books to be written are in advance, if you like them, take them away and collect them——

"The Dead Fiance Returns":

As the only remaining omega in the interstellar world, Yu Luo has the physique of attracting bees and butterflies, and countless Alphas want to mark him every day.

In order to avoid others worrying about it, Yu Luo had to think of a way.

It is rumored that the young master of the Li family has fought in the battlefield all year round and is invincible. He is known as the cold-faced King of Hades. He has many eccentricities and is feared by everyone.

He was sent to the edge of the galaxy a few years ago, and there was no news. Everyone said that he was dead and it was impossible to return.

With an idea, Yu Luo said to each suitor: I have been marked by Marshal Li, I belong to him in life, and I will be widowed for him in death qaq;

Suitors: Slip away, don't dare to think about it.

From then on, Yu Luo's life went smoothly, and even Li's family believed that Yu Luo was his wife who had never been married, so they comforted him a lot.

Yu Luo boldly raised one little lover, two little lovers, three...

Suddenly one day, during a heavy rain in the middle of the night, a 4S mech landed at Xinggang.

When Marshal Li returns, the streets are empty.

Yu Luo:? ?

What is the experience of being a fairy when you talk about success and fame, being appointed an official and a noble, and having all three in the bridal chamber?

Li Heng: Thank you for the invitation, it doesn't matter if you join or not, it's quite surprising to have an extra wife.

Yu Luo: Is there still time for me to apply for a file read and start again! !

#Turn over to the main front#

#Some shields cannot be used casually#

#The whole world thought I was his fiancee, except him#

"Everyone Wants to Ruin My Halo":

Wen Duo has always encountered some inexplicable things since he was a child;

For example, when going out, there are always peeping eyes at him;

For example, when eating, there are always people fighting to help him pay the bill;

For example, before he had time to speak after being slandered, a large group of people he knew and didn’t know tried his best to maintain his strange world. It ended at the moment when the city pendulum clock pointed to seven;

The whole city was soaked in white mist, and a voice passed through the thick fog: There are still 24 hours until the destruction of the earth, please try your best to survive, and come on.

As soon as Wen Duo opened the door, he found thousands of people gathered at his door, crying and shouting to hug his thigh;

Wen Duo:?

Wen Duo has no idea that the world he lives in is an infinite novel, and he himself is the strongest villain Boss;

Those weird things gathered around him were caused by the exiled book walker to take advantage of his aura. Wen Duo only knew that the ghosts in the dungeon would run away when they saw him, and he didn't know why there would be endless flowers. No one would dare to block the skill card if he wanted to violate the rules.

Wen Duo: Lie down slowly and think about life;

Until one day, a good-looking younger brother came to the door. He was weak and innocent and couldn't take care of himself. Wen Duo was full of love and care for him.

After a long, long time, Wen Duo, who learned that his younger brother was super capable and wished to fancy his chrysanthemum:? ?