All male gods are academic masters [boy group]

Chapter 43

Several people stood around in front of the tablet, dumbfounded.

Liang Zheng spoke on behalf of him and protested: "Why are your painting styles... different from ours?"

Very different indeed.

This MV sweeps away the gloomy meaning of the three MVs, and the whole tone is very bright and cheerful.

Take a trip on the moon, raise a glass to invite the moon, and go boating together.

Although the theme of the word "month" is still closely followed, what is recorded is mostly the details of the two friends getting along day and night.

Very warm.

One of the parties involved, Bai Mo, leaned back on the cushion meaningfully, and said mysteriously, "Keep watching and you'll find out."

Liang Zheng withdrew his staring gaze at Bai Mo, and thought in his heart, just because of Lu Ran's cry at that time, this story couldn't possibly be HE!

He wanted to see what kind of abuse it was.

After another period of gentle Qingling music, the picture changed again.

There was a faint breeze, and the copper bells on the corner of the eaves rang.

Lu Ran sat under the eaves, resting his chin in depression, sweeping a bunch of dead branches in his hand casually in the air.

"What should I give Bai Mo..." He sighed in confusion, but he couldn't come up with an answer after thinking for a long time.

In the past few days, for some reason, Bai Mo always seemed a little unhappy.

This person has always had a good temper and a big heart. This kind of depressed appearance is really rare.

It just so happened that he would take a rest in a few days. As the young emperor of the Demon Race, it was really rare to be able to take a rest, so he wanted to take this opportunity to prepare some gifts for Bai Mo to make him happy.

But the problem came, he thought for a long time but still didn't know what to give.

Paper, ink and pen?Go?Exotic flowers?

Although Bai Mo likes these things, but...

Always feel as though you've already delivered?

The dead branch shaking in Lu Ran's hand stopped.

When did you send it yourself?Why can't I remember?

He shook his head violently, only to feel that his mind was very chaotic.

...My memory is getting worse and worse, I even forgot when I delivered it!

But one thing is for sure, since it has been sent before, it cannot be sent again now!Otherwise, Bai Mo would definitely be in a worse mood if he received repeated gifts.

Thinking about this, Lu Ran suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

The time in the devil world is different from that in the human world. Roughly speaking, it seems that the day when the flowers of the four continents bloom at the same time is not far away!

Yes!

Since Si Yuanhua can understand the way of heaven, she can naturally know what Bai Mo is thinking. Wouldn't it be safer to ask him?

He made up his mind and went straight to the world.Sure enough, when we arrived all the way, it was the flowering period.

The flowers are full of shadows, and it is still the old scene, but this time, it has been nearly 20 years since his imperial brother passed away.

Lu Ran was concerned, and after a while, he approached the flower tree, stroking the trunk and muttering: "Your friend Bai Mo, if you want to give a gift, what is the best thing?"

He was silent after asking the question.

But after waiting for a long time, there was only rustling winds around.

Lu Ran opened his eyes suspiciously and looked at Si Yuanshu, only to see the flower body blooming silently.

Silent.

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"Qingchen, I have encountered a strange thing recently." Lu Ran was upset, raised her hand and drank the wine in the glass.

The man sitting opposite him smiled and said, "What's the matter?"

Lu Ran changed his posture and sat a little more neatly.

"Have you ever heard of Si Yuanhua?"

The other party nodded: "I've heard it, the one who only opens and falls in the world and can reach heaven?"

"That's right!" Lu Ran clapped his palms and said doubtfully, "I was confused before, so I went to the world to find this flower, which coincided with the blooming of the flowers of the four lands at the same time. It stands to reason that my question is very simple, there is no reason why I can't ask the answer ah!"

Mu Qingchen's hand holding the wine glass lightly froze when he heard the words, he hesitated and said, "What... are you asking?"

Lu Ran smiled embarrassingly: "I don't know why Bai Mo has always been in a bad mood these past two days. I want him to be happier, so..."

At this point, he quickly added: "I'm not stupid, I really can't think of anything to give!"

After finishing speaking, Lu Ran dropped the wine glass annoyedly: "It's strange to say, no matter what I give, there is a sense of familiarity, as if I have given it before..."

Mu Qingchen listened to his complaints, and silently drank the wine in his hand.

Lu Ran didn't get a response after talking for a long time, and stared at the other party very displeasedly, and said angrily: "You can help me find a way! You are also Bai Mo's friend, he is not happy, why are you not worried at all?"

Mu Qingchen pursed her lips lightly, and after a long time raised her eyes and said, "You don't have to worry. Why don't you go back and have a look, maybe Bai Mo is happy now."

"Really?" Joy instantly lit up Lu Ran's brows, "How do you know?"

Mu Qingchen was slightly distracted: "Not only do I know that he is happy, I also know...he should be painting."

Lu Ran smiled and said, "You know that too?"

His eyes were bright, and his curiosity suddenly arose: "No, I'll rush back now! I want to see if your guess is right."

After speaking, without waiting for Mu Qingchen to refute, he gathered his clothes and walked far away.

Mu Qingchen was left alone on the spot.

After a long time, he sighed.

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"Bai Mo!" Lu Ran yelled all the way and rushed into the back of the hall.

Sure enough, the warm light gathered with spiritual power and the moonlight complement each other.

Under the fluorescent light, Bai Mo is staring at the outline on the rice paper.

Green shirt and cool moon, bright eyes and sparse eyebrows.

Amidst the misty mist, the man stood outstandingly under the moon, followed by the faint light.

Lu Ran's footsteps stopped, and the call in his mouth disappeared between his lips and tongue.

He stared at Bai Mo, and unconsciously smiled.

——However, the smile disappeared from his lips in an instant.

...another eerie familiarity.

Lu Ran lowered his head and rubbed the corner of his eyebrows.

What's wrong with me recently, why do I often have headaches?

He took it easy for a long time, and finally the pain subsided a little, but suddenly he heard someone not far from him whispering, "Your Majesty?"

Lu Ran followed the sound, but this person was not Bai Mo, but a servant girl standing behind Bai Mo.

He quickly waved his hand, trying to silence the servant girl.

When Bai Mo was painting, he hated being disturbed by others. He had been in a bad mood recently, and he didn't want anyone to add fuel to the fire.

However, after he posed for a long time, the servant girl didn't understand his meaning at all, and instead walked towards him: "Your Majesty, are you alright?"

Haosheng has no winks!

Lu Ran was anxious and angry, and quickly went to take a peek at Bai Mo.

However, the other party seemed to have never heard of it, did not raise his head, and was still concentrating on painting.

Lu Ran was slightly stunned, thinking to himself, this is really not in line with Bai Mo's usual temperament!Could it be that he was too engrossed in painting?

Curious in his heart, he took a few steps closer to where Bai Mo was, wanting to see what he was painting.

However, just as he approached, the maid also bowed and walked over here.

And he was in such a hurry.

In the dark night, the servant girl approached slowly, and her footsteps made a clear sound in the wind.

Then—

Just right, pass the white ink through.

Under the gloomy moonlight, Lu Ran just walked to the distance where he could see the white ink painting.

He suppressed the dizziness in his mind and looked down.

On the rice paper, there is a calm water surface, and the shadow of the moon hangs high.

Under the shadow of the moon, there stood a man with handsome features, holding a folding fan.

...Brother Huang.

He staggered and looked back, but there was no one in the place painted in the painting.

Why is it the emperor?Brother Huang...

Brother, isn't he already dead?

That's right, Brother Huang is dead!

Then why, Bai Mo... is still painting him...

Lu Ran was shocked, and turned his eyes back to Bai Mo, but the other party was still concentrating on drawing on the rice paper.

He gently stretched out his hand, and in the confusion of the servant girl's eyes, he frantically reached for the corner of Bai Mo's clothes.

——As far as the fingers can reach, there is nothing.

There was a sharp sound in his head, sharp and piercing.

Lu Ran tightly covered his ears, and fell to his knees on the ground with a "plop".

However, in the chaotic mind, something gradually became clear.

The screen suddenly changed.

——Among the flames in the sky, there seemed to be noisy human voices.

But at the end of these noises, there were people who smiled calmly.

"Ranran." A familiar voice came from the mouth, and Lu Ran quickly looked up, but only saw a thin figure standing in the firelight.

Lu Ran stood up staggeringly, and said anxiously: "Bai Mo! Why are you there! It's dangerous, come here!"

The other party seemed to have not heard what he was saying, and smiled gently, and there was a little relief in the smile: "Ranran, thank you for your fulfillment."

Complete?Complete what?

He took a few steps in the direction of Bai Mo in a daze, but the other party stopped looking at him, and only said to himself: "That's fine, this way... I can go to accompany him."

with whom?

Lu Ran was flustered for a while, and quickly quickened her pace.

But the fire in front of him flickered, but the picture suddenly changed again.

When he looked up again, it was his "self" and his friend Mu Qingchen standing in front of the window lattice.

Mu Qingchen frowned, and said to "Lu Ran", "Ranran, have you thought about it? You... you really want to do this?"

"why not?"

"I" tilted my head slightly, eyes full of exhaustion, but with a hint of sternness: "He doesn't love me. Besides, you are also a demon, and you know the weakness of the demon. I will not allow such a person stay with me."

He smiled coldly at Mu Qingchen: "Get close to him, and I will die."

Lu Ran stood not far away, listening to "myself" with a cold tone, a familiar yet unfamiliar voice——

"But I have just been enthroned as the young emperor of the demon clan, I don't want to die. Then..."

"Let him die."

The illusion dissipated in an instant, and the peaceful moonlight was again in front of my eyes.

The servant girl who was approaching just now was looking at him anxiously, as if he wanted to help him who was kneeling on the ground, but he didn't dare.

I see......

Lu Ran laughed at himself.

No wonder no matter what I want to give, there will be a sense of familiarity.

turn out to be......

It turned out that I had indeed sent it many times.

No wonder Si Yuanshu didn't answer anything.

How can a person who no longer exists in this world still have the gift he wants?

At that time, Su Linhuai died, and Bai Mo was depressed because of this, so he went to search for rare things in the world for this person.

It was also during this period of time that he saw his heart clearly.

——It turned out that this person was not just a friend to me.

He loves Bai Mo.

But...how is this possible?

Demons have weaknesses, they can't get close to their loved ones, otherwise their lives will be in danger.

He finally became the Young Emperor, how could he die because of this person?

He originally wanted to send this person away and keep him away from the demons, but...

Reluctant.

I don't want this person to go to a place that is too far away from me, and I don't want him to gradually forget himself, but spend the rest of his life thinking about another man.

Then, let him stay forever.

The flames that filled the sky trapped that person forever.

And trapped myself forever.

He killed Bai Mo completely, but turned Bai Mo into his own illusion.

The peaceful years before seeing Bai Mo killed for the first time, repeated in his mind endlessly.

"Your Majesty, what's the matter with you?" The servant girl in front of me asked anxiously, "Do you need me to call the envoy Zuo to come, you..."

Lu Ran raised her eyes slowly, and suddenly smiled wryly: "I... did something wrong."

The servant girl was stunned for a moment, and said blankly: "Your Majesty, how could you do something wrong, you..."

Her voice stopped suddenly, and she looked at the person in front of her in disbelief.

This young emperor known as the most cold-blooded in the history of the demons, this man who has been decisive since he was in power and pushed the demons to the top of the four clans, but on such a peaceful night with a gentle moonlight——

Suddenly wept.

"Your Majesty..." The servant girl was flustered, but at a loss.

She could only anxiously listen to the words written by the person in front of her like weeping blood.

"I regret......"

"How could I... kill him with my own hands..."

"But what to do... It seems that I can't do it again..."

"I can't find him anymore..."

In a trance, it is still under the moonlight.

At that time, he was just the most inconspicuous little prince in the demon palace.

At that time, no one thought that he would be the one chosen by heaven.

He was summoned into the palace, and quietly waited in the palace, but he never waited for the young emperor who came to call him.

Bored and full of fun, he sneaked to the backyard, but just happened to see the young emperor standing by the side of the lake.

He was very guilty, and just about to bow down, he tapped the folding fan lightly in the other party's hand, and said with a smile: "You came just in time, you told me before that you wanted a portrait."

After finishing speaking, he folded his fan and said, "This is a well-known painter in the Spirit Race, how about asking him to draw a picture for you?"

He turned his eyes along the fan shadow, and saw a pair of eyes full of moon shadows.

The man stood with a pen in his hand, smiled from a distance, and said——

"Your Highness."

The author has something to say: Don't make it, everyone understands it...

To put it simply, Lu Ran killed Bai Mo, and then fell into his own hallucination, always feeling that Bai Mo was still by his side.

And it's an illusion or a cycle, from the first meeting (painting for Su Linhuai) to killing Bai Mo (finding a gift for Bai Mo).

That's why Mu Qingchen can guess that Bai Mo's mood will improve (because a new cycle is about to start), and he is drawing (this is the beginning of a cycle).

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In addition, this chapter plays a friendly role——SER Mu Qingchen~

Applause~~piapiapia~~

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By the way, the MV is finally finished! ! ! ! ! ! ! QAQ will never write such a long one again... Brain cells are going to die...

But the debut MV has to be grand and focused...cough...

By the way, do you guys understand cause and effect now?

It was the death of Lord Dongji (Wenci), which led to the decline of all flowers →→ so the young master of the spiritual clan (You Sheng) wanted to sacrifice himself to save the world →→ then this was exploited by the young emperor of the demon clan (Su Linhuai), which also led to Su Linhuai's relationship with Chu Heng Wu's break → → Su Linhuai's death made Lu Ran enthroned as the young emperor of the Demon Clan.

This is cause and effect.In fact, I wanted to set up a reverse causality, but... let's go with the plot QAQ