I'm running away, pointing the way, Yang Persimmon, Jun Qingbai
Also known as Raising Verlaine with a knife account
The introduction is written blindly and will be rewritten after 100,000 words.
I traveled through time again, from the tutoring world to the literary world, and even hit Verlaine. Facing Verlaine, who had a black face in front of me, I chose to use the reward that I had collected for a long time and I don't know when. Make him smaller.
Heaven, earth. How could you play with me like this? Being smaller didn't allow you to make him so small. He can still use supernatural powers, he still has memories, is my dog still alive?
Save me, I didn't mean it, I'm a squishy person, I'm just a support, how could I possibly defeat a transcendent?
Intention: This is not the result I want
