The Blackened Male God Always Wants To Set A Routine For Me

He was like a monster, standing in a place where the sun couldn't shine.

So ugly and disgusting.

He always hated himself.

But at this moment, he probably hates himself the most.

So useless.

Even a complete sentence says no good.

Throat rolling, pale lips moving, room still quiet, no sound at all.

Su Smoke walked out, walked as he lowered his head and thought about things.

A long time later, Su Smoke was in my head.

“Xiaohua”

“Hmm? Host?? ”

“What did you say he was thinking? ”

Su Yan's questioning exit.

“Huh? Doesn't the host know Ji Yi well? Why ask Xiaohua that question? ”

Su smoke pulled a piece of sugar out of his pocket and made no more noise.

Su Smoke's own perception of emotions is very lacking, and it can even be said to be blank.

These seats were shuttled, and she hid something.

And always have more patience with him than with others.

But even so, it can't stand an autistic depression chronicle.

Most of the time, she was able to see what he meant.

But Ji Yan screwed it up, she couldn't help it.

When I thought about it, Su Cigarette pulled out another piece of sugar.

Take it off, eat it.

Xiaohua watched her host move.

Strawberry milk sugar was supposed to relieve Su smoke because the brain didn't have enough capacity to think about things and eat them when the brain aches.

However, progress has been made. By now, it looks like Su Yan's time to take sugar relief.

Come to school.

This afternoon is marketing class.

As usual, she found a seat to sit on.

However, unlike in the past, the eyes on her this time seemed a little bit more.

Behind you, a whispering argument.

“Hey, isn't Su Yan the host of the game, [Fireworks]? ”

“Really? ”

“How is that possible?! Look at the hot search. Just tap on the live video. Look at that face, isn't it Su Yan?! ”

“Hey, really hey! ”

“Looking at the hot searches, she seems to know the great god Z. ”

“Wow, so I want Z's autograph, can we please ask her? ”

“Try it."

“I don't want to. Why don't you try? ”

“By the way, it's really jealous. I watched Z live, and when he took off his mask, he dumped me in the face. ”

Barbara.

Barbara.

There was a constant sound of conversation behind him.

Su Yan flipped the book in his hand.

Seems like someone's got a foolish desire to come forward and talk to you.

Luckily, the class bell rang.

When the instructor walked in, everyone finally pressed.

Eyes in the direction of Su Yan have also diminished considerably.

Su Yan flipped the book in his hand, one page at a time, almost keeping the same frequency of reading.

An hour later, the class bell rang.

This is the only lesson she has this afternoon. The lesson is over and she's leaving naturally.

It was just that she was about to walk out of the staircase room and was blocked before she could get out of her seat.

Three, three, two, two, a girl who couldn't hold her curiosity, finally asked the exit.

“Su Yan, you're the one on the Internet, right? ”

There's nothing to hide. She nodded.

Mm-hmm.

Those girls can't be happy.

“How did you meet Z...? ”

“That's my business. ”

Su Yan replied, but did not extinguish the curiosity of those people.

I can't help but keep asking.

“Are you in love with Z? ”

She thought about it for a while.