After I dressed as a stickman, I had sex with the male protagonist of Mary Sue [Transmigration Book]

In just half a day, the whole school knew that Murong Xinghe and Gu Beiyu were vying for Yan Nanchuan, so they started a duel and tried to do what the other's father did.

And the content of their duel turned out to be a nine-to-nine multiplication table that frightened students all over the world, turned their faces when they talked about it, and the horror index could stop children from crying at night!

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So when school was over in the afternoon, the playground, which was as luxurious as a bird's nest, was packed with dense matchsticks. Even a series of school leaders, including the principal, vice principal, secretary of the party committee, and deputy secretary of the party committee, rushed to the scene after hearing about it.

This will be a moment recorded in school history, and they must not be absent!

The fiery sunset dyed the earth a blood-red color, and reflected in the world of Mary Su comics, it turned into a series of transparent light-sensing ribbons, pulling the matches on the ground into gray silhouettes full of carbon pen sketch texture.

On the rostrum, Gu Beiyu and Murong Xinghe stood facing the wind with their arms folded.

Under the rostrum, tens of thousands of matchheads were looking forward, and a large number of them were lined up neatly with their hands behind their backs and their heads raised expressionlessly. They were all Murong Xinghe's shadow bodyguards.

The bodyguards yelled aggressively, and then ran to both sides in an orderly manner, while quickly and smoothly pulling out a banner with a length of [-] meters from their hands——

[Dragon soars and tiger leaps, thunder strikes, Murong Xinghe, who will fight for the front]

It's full of momentum, but it doesn't rhyme very well, Gu Beiyu complained embarrassingly.

Murong Xinghe opened his mouth, and his deep and sonorous voice was faithfully transmitted to every corner of the playground through hundreds of recording devices around him: "Now, all teachers and students in the school are invited to witness that I, Murong Xinghe, officially challenged Wanyan Zimengdie. The content of the challenge is Recite the ninety-nine multiplication table, and the loser must kneel down and call the other party's father!"

Gu Beiyu plucked his ears out of boredom, and blew on his thin hands: "Stop talking nonsense, let's start!"

Murong Xinghe glared at him viciously, then stepped forward with both legs, sank into his dantian, took a steady horse stance on the spot, then maintained the stance of the horse stance, held his breath and concentrated, opened his thin lips lightly, slowly and with difficulty Spit out the first sentence: "One by one... get one!"

As soon as the voice fell, the entire playground immediately resounded with overwhelming exclamations:

"God, what did I hear?"

"Murong Xinghe actually recited it... He actually recited it!"

"It's incredible!"

Yan Nanchuan huddled in the crowd and rubbed his aching ears expressionlessly: "..."

Hearing the exclamation from the audience, Murong Xinghe became more and more emotional, and the corners of his mouth curled up with difficulty... Although it looked like a cramp due to difficulty in breathing, he continued to recite with trembling lips and a pale face.

"One two... gets two..."

"Two two... makes four..."

"One three... gets three..."

Every time he recites a new line, new applause and cheers erupt from the audience. The content that follows becomes more and more difficult, and the recitation speed becomes slower and slower. Murong Xinghe's horse gait gradually begins to shake, as if there is something invisible The pressure was overwhelming him like mountains and seas, Murong Xinghe had to exhaust all his strength to forcefully utter a word.

Gu Beiyu shook his little hands boredly, trying to bend these two thin lines into various shapes.

"One to five...to five..."

"Twenty five... ten..."

"Three five..." Murong Xinghe's throat rolled quickly, his face turned pale, and he suddenly vomited painfully on the ground, and he vomited out a sticky red liquid. !

"Mr. Murong, you are injured, please don't continue..." The leader of the shadow bodyguard climbed up from the 10-meter-high rostrum with his bare hands, and reached Murong Xinghe's side in an instant with distress, his martial arts were very strong!

"Go away! Three to five... Fifteen!" Murong Xinghe ruthlessly pushed away the shadow bodyguard who was trying to support him, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth vigorously, and a pair of dark purple eyes burst out with the light of never giving up !

Behind Murong Xinghe, a luxurious 666-inch ultra-thin LCD screen inlaid with South African diamonds faithfully displayed everything on the rostrum in the eyes of everyone.

As a result, the teachers and students in the school were deeply moved by his strong and unyielding spirit!

They began to shout the same name in unison——

"Murong Xinghe! Come on!"

"Murong Xinghe! Come on!"

"Murong Xinghe! Come on!"

"Long soaring and tiger leaping, thunder and thunder, Murong Xinghe, who will fight for the front!" Tens of thousands of shadow bodyguards cried in unison, "Mr. Murong, come on!"

Pulled back from his thoughts by thousands of shouts, Gu Beiyu turned his gaze back to Murong Xinghe.

At this time, Murong Xinghe was already panting from exhaustion, bean-sized beads of sweat jingled down his round head and fell to the ground, the whole matchhead was dripping with water, like a hot boiled match just taken out of a pot. Egg.

It looks very hungry!

Gu Beiyu rubbed his deflated stomach, thinking that he was going back today to eat French rose pink diamond oysters?Or what about Italian white truffles from Alba?Or how about Bombay Brasil Seafood Jumbo Curry?

"Five five... 25!" Half an hour later, Murong Xinghe uttered the last sentence with difficulty, and couldn't hold on any longer, and collapsed to the ground.

The shadow bodyguard immediately stepped forward to support him, and at the same time carefully arranged the soft and luxurious sofa, tea table, tea, small electric fan, toilet paper and a series of things that Murong Xinghe might need.

Ha, this little thing should give up now... Murong Xinghe wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with toilet paper, and was about to smile habitually, when he suddenly heard a sneer full of contempt from the opposite side.

"Cut, that's it?" Gu Beiyu stretched his waist and yawned lazily. Nima was so slow to carry something that he almost fell asleep waiting.

Gu Beiyu rubbed his eyes sleepily, then opened his lips lightly, and recited the nine-nine multiplication table from beginning to end quickly and accurately with a casual posture!

The whole process takes less than 30 seconds!

The rapidity of speed, the clarity of articulation, and the precision of enunciation are daunting!

Really super easy!

"..." Silence gradually spread from the rostrum to every corner of the campus like a tide.

Silence, it's Mary Sue tonight.

It's not that they don't want to talk, but that this level of knowledge is far beyond everyone's understanding!

After a long time, someone finally made a trembling voice:

"I...did I just hear something I shouldn't have heard?"

"What's going on, why did I start to have a headache?"

"Oh my god, your ears, your ears are bleeding!"

"Help! My nose!"

"Oh, my eyes! My eyes are going blind!"

"And my throat... vomit!"

"Hurry up, students, please cover your ears, this is not something we can hear for free!" The principal immediately took the elevator to the rostrum dizzy after reacting, and instructed the students to cover their ears through the audio.

He had seen ancient records that if someone could recite the ninety-nine multiplication table completely, there would be corpses everywhere, and the earth would shake. He thought it was just a legend, but he didn't expect it to be true!

But unfortunately, no matter how the principal stops it, the coercion of the ninety-nine multiplication table has already begun.

The matchstick people were oppressed, and they fell to the ground bleeding from all seven orifices.The originally clear sky was now filled with dark clouds, the house began to shake, and a violent hurricane blew up in the sky, as if it was going to overturn the whole school!

It actually caused the world to change!

"What, how is it possible... This must not be true..." Murong Xinghe's legs gave way, and he immediately slid off the sofa to the ground in embarrassment.

"Mr. Murong!"

"Mr. Murong, how are you?"

"Are you okay? Mr. Murong!"

The shadow bodyguard vomited blood frantically while clutching his severely injured abdomen and moved towards Murong Xinghe with difficulty. However, due to the large number of people, the entire rostrum was soon covered with blood-red footprints, which was comparable to the scene of a horror movie!

Murong Xinghe turned a deaf ear to the bodyguard's concern, and knelt down on the rostrum, looking at his trembling little hands in disbelief——

He, Murong Xinghe, was actually defeated!

how can that be! ! !

"Heh, you dare to challenge me, you are beyond your limits!" Gu Beiyu stared at him contemptuously, like an evil bully who bullies Xiaobaihua!

Murong Xinghe raised his head viciously, his dark purple eyes were filled with endless hatred, and then a trace of confusion flashed, and then quickly turned into hatred, and then quickly flashed away from confusion, and then quickly turned into hatred, and then quickly flashed into confusion... ...The look is unpredictable and unpredictable, obviously due to the blow too much, he has already started to lose his mind!

Really very poor!

"That's right!" Seeing his appearance, Gu Beiyu suddenly remembered something, and immediately flew to the side of the rostrum like a bird, his eyes quickly swept across the vast sea of ​​blood, and he locked on the only tall figure standing upright, Immediately, he raised the corner of his mouth, and showed Yan Nanchuan a sinister, cool, domineering smile, and shouted in a clear voice as if showing off, "Man, am I good at your table?"

I almost forgot that Murong Xinghe's original intention of competing with him was to get Yan Nanchuan. What could be more humiliating than showing off to Yan Nanchuan in front of Murong Xinghe hahaha!

It is indeed a vicious male supporting role.

Thoughts are really vicious!

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Under the stage, Yan Nanchuan looked back with a puzzled expression, not knowing what he was thinking: "..."

After a while, Yan Nanchuan took the elevator to the rostrum in silence.

Afterwards, under Gu Beiyu's suspicious gaze, I saw Yan Nanchuan recite the nine-nine multiplication table from nine-nine-eight-one to one-to-one with a blank face, and the speed was faster than Gu Beiyu's. No less!

Then he quietly turned to Gu Beiyu, and with a stretch of his long arms, he locked the other's slender body between the railing and his broad chest.

"You...what do you want to do..." Gu Beiyu swallowed nervously, feeling that his whole match was about to catch fire.

At this moment, a loud bang suddenly came from not far away. Gu Beiyu quickly shifted his attention away from the match in front of him, and then saw in horror the thick smoke billowing in the distant sky, the earth shaking and the mountains shaking. Lou finally couldn't bear the pressure of the nine-nine multiplication table, and was knocked down by Yan Nanchuan!

#True School Exploded#

Sensing Gu Beiyu's inattention, Yan Nanchuan's handsome eyebrows frowned in dissatisfaction, and then stretched out two slender fingers to pinch Gu Beiyu's chin, and turned his head forcefully return.

……

The strong sunset dyed the young man's fair and handsome face bright red, his soft silver hair was messed up by the hurricane, and under his slender and thick eyelashes, the pair of icy eyes "covered with a layer of cold frost and snow all the year round" The blue eyes quietly stared at Gu Beiyu, both as deep and vast as the sea in winter, and at the same time as pure and flawless as ice and snow. At this time, the frost and snow showed signs of melting faintly in a touch of inadvertently flowing tenderness.

That's right, Yan Nanchuan's eyes are really covered with a layer of cold frost all year round.

The law of the world says he is covered, so he is covered!

It's just that the current painting style can't tell, after all, the stickman doesn't even have eyes yet...

So, amidst the rumbling sound of the school gradually collapsing, the tall, silver-haired boy lowered his head, and slowly approached the ear of the slender boy in his arms with slightly raised corners of his mouth. The deep pool-like voice said with unknown meaning: "Man, am I good at your table?"

Apparently, Yan Nanchuan's whole match has been dazed by Gu Beiyu's retarded behavior.

"..." Gu Beiyu stared blankly at the hurricane behind him, the gray diagonal line symbolizing shyness gradually climbed up his white face from his thin neck, and then quickly spread to his round head, The breath of the white lotus danced wildly in the hurricane, very excited!

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Behind the two, Murong Xinghe, who was collapsed on the ground, stared at Gu Beiyu's round face with burning eyes, as if he wanted to pierce his balloon-like head with his eyes!

Click.

A soft sound.

The system quietly cut a picture, stared quietly at the two overlapping matches, and then quietly disappeared in the depths of Gu Beiyu's mind.

Different from the stalemate and anxious atmosphere on the rostrum, all the matches on the playground were caught off guard by Yan Nanchuan's recitation of the nine-nine multiplication table, and they all collapsed to the ground, foaming at the mouth, unable to move.

The playground fell into an eerie silence again.

Silence, still tonight's Mary Sue.

After the deathlike silence, accompanied by the sound of the siren of an ambulance whistling in the distance, the remaining matches that did not faint suddenly burst into scattered applause.

Afterwards, the applause became louder and louder, and finally resounded through the sky, endlessly!

"God, our college unexpectedly produced two peerless geniuses with an IQ as high as 666. I have no regrets in my life!"

Accompanied by applause, screams and whistles, everyone shed blood of joy and admiration for the birth of the two geniuses.

The scene was bloody at times.

All teachers and students in the school: died.

The author has something to say: Gong is really a great beauty, but it's a pity that Shou can't see her for the time being. (spread hands)