I’m Actually a Bigshot

    "Qingxing..." Meditation called out the person's name for the first time, "Get up."

    The one who is now in Death's arms is his rightful betrothed. But for some unresolved reasons, Shen Si couldn't embrace him openly.

    What's more, for Su Qingxing, he may just be a very annoying guy.

    What surprised His Highness the Death God was that Su Qingxing, who was so careful and avoided himself, was now lying on his body like he was lying on a comfortable bed.

    Even the breathing of the person on the body seems to be very close to the **** of death.

    "I'm so tired." Su Qingxing is not short, but when he was held by Si Si, he seemed to be surrounded by it, "I want to sleep."

    Looking at Su Qingxing at the moment, Shen Si began to suspect that he had not rested for thirty days, and maybe he had never had a good rest since he served as a guide to the underworld.

    If possible, he is willing to hold Su Qingxing in his arms and sit in the cinema for a long time.

    "The fourth act has begun." Su Qingxing, who finally pondered and hugged himself for a long time, helped Su Qingxing back to his seat, "It should be very exciting."

    Su Qingxing returned to the seat next to him and continued to look at the screen on the screen. And he and Shen Si's hands were still held together, and the long silver hair was intertwined with it, like some kind of lock that couldn't be unlocked.

    In the picture, Qin Guan and his party just entered the art classroom, and the door behind them disappeared like the last time. After zooming in on the screen, you can see that Mu Rong's eyes are very red. I don't know if it's because she finally escaped from those monsters, or because of the teenager who disappeared from the team.

    "Don't cry." Qin Guan stood beside Mu Rong and reminded in a low voice, "I know you're uncomfortable, but don't cry."

    "It's all your fault!" Mu Rong couldn't help but slap Qin Guan's body, "Aren't you a detective?! Can't see such a thing? You useless detective !waste!"

    "Yes, yes, I am a waste." Qin Guan endured silently.

    "I'm a waste too!" Mu Rong blamed herself, "If it wasn't for what I said, the **** Baihua wouldn't have..."

      , as the old people often say... Good will be rewarded with good, evil will be rewarded with evil, it is not that there is no reward, the time has not come."

    "Whatever you want to say." Bai Hua smiled maliciously, "If you are uncomfortable, why don't you cry aloud and then mourn for the burden of being out?"

    "Su Qingxing has never dragged anyone down, and we just couldn't find him, and there is no evidence that Su Qingxing is out!" Mu Rong seemed to have found a new target, and her words were better than when she refuted Qin Guan. Several times sharply, "Bai Hua, I thought you were a paranoid paranoid at first, but I didn't expect your thoughts to be so poisonous!"

    "Sorry, I like Death, not the Holy Father, so what if it's a little poisonous? Could it be that you still want to ask Death's followers to save the world?" Bai Hua didn't care at all.

    "Baihua, you just look like you are not afraid of the sky and the earth." Qin Guan also tried his best to open his eyes, "But if you are really not afraid of anything, why do you want to eliminate Su Qingxing? Isn't it because you are afraid? Did he take away the **** of death you've been thinking about day and night?"

    Birch's expression immediately turned ugly.

    "Teacher, can you start the class?" At this time, a fifteen- or sixteen-year-old girl stuck her head out from behind the drawing board, "Are these models invited by the teacher? "

    "So it's Xiaoyun." Dewey obviously knew the girl, so he asked with a smile, "Don't you just feel hungry, so you want to eat human flesh?"

    "Hahaha, teacher, you are really joking, what is delicious about human flesh, we all prefer to eat ice cream!" A girl also sticks out from behind another easel, "We have been waiting for you to bring The models come back to paint."

    "Sorry." Dewey apologized with a smile, then turned around and said, "It seems that there are no terrible man-eating monsters here, there are chairs for models over there, everyone can sit and rest."

    "No, sometimes being with a living person is more terrifying than being with a monster." Mu Rong said, just standing with Qin Guan at the original door.

    Although the gate has disappeared, it is the closest place to the exit after all. Moreover, Mu Rong and Qin Guan subconsciously wanted to stay away from Dewey and Bai Hua.

    "Then Mr. Du and this beautiful little brother will come and be models for us?" The girl's mouth was sweet, but the next sentence made everyone's face change greatly. "After the portrait is completed, we will send it to Lord Death, Lord Death will definitely like it!"

    When the girl said the word "beautiful little brother", Bai Hua was already happy, and after hearing the second half of the girl's sentence, Bai Hua was even more elated, with a very proud look Looking at Mu Rong and Qin Guan, he said, "None of you know what you missed."

    "Is he a fool?" Mu Rong just smiled contemptuously.

    "Should be a fool." The two were unmoved.

    These are the pictures presented on the screen of the cinema, where Shen Si and Su Qingxing sat, quietly watching the trials of the remaining four.

      It's almost like a white bone, especially this kind of self-righteous existence."

    So few people dare to talk to the **** of death, and the **** of death will never be pleasant to any existence.

    Even when he met Su Qingxing in the ghost town inspector, the **** of death did not dare to let himself reveal the slightest emotion.

    But now both Death and Su Qingxing are in the underworld trials. Although this is just a world created by a small builder, it jumps out of the underworld.

    In addition, at this moment, although Su Qingxing seems to be very obedient in answering questions, but in fact, he has already been confused due to long work and lack of rest, and now all actions are also wanted by the body Powered by explosive power...

    Su Qingxing's only self-consciousness now may be: he wants to rest, so end all this as soon as possible!

    When Su Qingxing regains consciousness, he won't remember the appearance of meditation, nor will he remember every word that he said.

    It is because of this that Meditation can say everything he wants to say without hesitation.

    It is death to the outside world.

    To Su Qingxing, it was just a meditation.

    Su Qingxing still looked forward to the curtain, watching Dewey and Bai Hua happily sit on the chairs in front of the classroom and act as models for the students who were painting in the classroom.

    "Then let's start." In the picture, the two girls sitting at the front of the classroom are already preparing.

    There are many students in the classroom who are hiding behind the drawing board and can't see their faces at all. Everyone is rustling and preparing.

    The classroom was very quiet, and there was relaxing music on the stereo in the corner. Everyone was just drawing very seriously, and there was nothing scary.

    There is nothing in the room related to horror movies except for a girl who said before that she would draw the **** of death.

    "Looks like I made the right bet, Bai Birch." Dewey's face was still smiling, "Compared with those man-eating monsters before, this place can be regarded as welfare time."

    "Their painting skills should be good, right?" This may be the only thing Bai Hua is worried about.

     "Don't worry, they are all outstanding students who have participated in various competitions." Dewey is very confident in his students, "not to mention that there are teachers like me who have been guiding them."

    "Oops!"

    The smiles of Dewey and Bai Hua have not disappeared, the girl who spoke at first suddenly shouted and said, "Teacher, I'm sorry, I accidentally drew your eyes crooked!"

    "Huh?"

      !

    "What's going on?!" The more Dewey opened his eyes, the more terrifying the picture became, "What happened?!"

    Dewey wanted to get out of the chair, but found that his body seemed to be stuck to the chair, unable to get up at all!

    "Teacher, you can't move when you are a model, have you forgotten?" The girl who drew the wrong eyes said with a smile, "Don't worry, I will draw well next time!"

    "Oops!" Another girl raised her hand, "Teacher, I forgot to draw the mouth!"

    "Ugh!!" Dewey's mouth disappeared from his face instantly, his eyes widened in fear, but because he had no mouth, he couldn't make a sound.

    White Birch also looked terrified, but could not get up from the chair no matter what, this may be the most wonderful expression on White Birch's face since the beginning.

    "Hahahahaha!" Mu Rong, who was standing beside him, couldn't help laughing, but the laughter was more cathartic, "It seems that this time is really welfare time, it's really exciting Looking forward to it, hahaha!"

    Even Qin Guan said sarcastically, "It was the first time that horror movies were actually quite interesting."

    White Birch was trembling with rage, and the whole figure was trembling on the chair as if in a madness, but he had no way to leave, and he might have to wait until all the paintings were completed.

    But even so, Bai Hua still didn't want to see Mu Rong and Qin Guan's proud expressions, so he forced himself to calm down and said to Dewey almost gnashing his teeth: "Dewey, this is a test, even if the face Our facial features are all gone and we won't die. As long as we pass the level, everything will be restored, so don't be afraid or scream, you know?!"

     "Don't worry, even if he wants to scream now, he can't scream." Mu Rong continued sarcastically, "He doesn't even have a mouth."

    "Little brother." A weak-looking girl stuck her head out from behind the easel and said apologetically to Bai Hua, "I'm sorry, I seem to have forgotten to paint your hair for you."

    As soon as the girl's voice fell, the hair on Bai Hua's head disappeared instantly.

    Maybe she felt the coolness of the top of her head, coupled with Dewey's experience around her, Bai Hua shouted at the girl at that time: "If you forget it, then draw it, you bastard!"

    "Hee hee hee hee..." But there was only a burst of laughter in the classroom, and no one responded to Bai Hua. All the students were hiding behind the easels, and Bai Hua and Dewey couldn't get out of their chairs. Even if they tried to kill, they couldn't even reach the easel.

    "Don't laugh! Dewey, is this the student you brought out?!" After Bai Hua shouted, she looked at Qin Guan and Mu Rong again, "Don't look!"

    White Birch looks good, but at this moment it is a bit weird because of the shaved head, plus he is roaring like crazy at the moment, it can already be described as funny.

    "It's so beautiful, why not let me see it? Maybe the **** of death will like your new look!" After Mu Rong choked, she pushed Qin Guan next to her with her elbow, " Look, it's fortunate that I told you not to sit there? If you are also dressed like this, what will you do?"

    "Are you afraid that no one wants it?" Even in such an atmosphere, Qin Guan still tried his best to say in a relaxed tone, "Don't worry, I'll marry you when the time comes."

    "I'm not in the mood to make trouble with you!"

    Looking at the picture on the screen, Bai Hua and Dewey's emotions formed a strong contrast with Qin Guan and Mu Rong.

    This also made the **** of death, who was sitting in the cinema, nodded slightly, and said to Su Qingxing, "You are not wrong, these two are really good."

    "When the soul enters the underworld, it means that the soul committed crimes when it was born." Su Qingxing's voice echoed slightly in this theater, "It's just that the truth sometimes seems cruel, especially for Qin Look at Guan and Mu Rong."

    Su Qingxing's voice seemed to be less indifferent than at the beginning. In Shen Si's opinion, this was a sign that the consciousness of the people around him was about to wake up.

    But the strange thing is that the power of Su Qingxing that has been suppressed by meditation has not weakened, but has become stronger and stronger.