The evil god who has slept for eighteen hundred years has become a playboy that everyone shouts and beats. The Evil God, who didn't want to hear "Where are the monsters running from" anymore, decided to be a human being.
But it seems that he is about to take a make-up exam.
He decided to chase back the boy with glasses who was angry just now: Teacher, Caicai, Laolao.
Q Da Yicao Lin Zhiyi, who almost had his wrist dislocated, said: I think you are threatening me.
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When he woke up from his deep sleep, he saw an unfamiliar and strange ceiling.
Women's powder, women's softness, women's red lips are coming from all directions.
He felt so fed up that he decided to spread out his tentacles and throw them all out.
Who knows, the door opens again.
The scholar wearing glasses came in carrying a fruit basket. After figuring out what was going on, he scolded Him with an ugly face: "Absurd!"
He understood at this time: Ah, it turned out to be the world where he was hated.
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Lin Zhiyi was asked by her teacher to visit her junior student who fell into the sea while driving a car while trying to pick up a girl.
As a result, even with a plaster cast and a bruised nose and face, the junior did not forget to tease a bunch of Yingying Yanyan.
Lin Zhiyi felt that sooner or later, their professional reputation would fall on Shen Chen, a playboy.
Later, Lin Zhiyi felt that sooner or later he would get into Orange because of Shen Chen.
The little teacher could only stand on the bench with a livid face and lowered his head to scold Shen Chen:
"Don't treat your own handicrafts as antiques and sell them to unfair customers!"
Shen Chen (him): Oh.
"Well done, don't do it next time. No one would use blue and white porcelain to pickle salted fish!"
Shen Chen (him) who has done this many times: But teacher, yesterday you praised the delicious local products of my hometown.
Lin Zhiyi, who already knows that the specialty is marinated in blue and white porcelain:...
Lin Zhiyi said feebly: "And Shen Chen, go to the conference tomorrow to clarify to me that we in folklore are not gossip paparazzi peeking into other people's lives."
Himself being spied on: But the teacher is really similar.
The next second, his mouth was covered with the palm of his hand.
Him: Take a lick quietly.
"Okay, okay, teacher, it's my turn to ask questions now."
"Teacher, teacher, do you like to play with tentacles?"
"Black is fine, pink is fine too~"
Lin Zhiyi gritted his teeth: I don't need it.
Intention: To be an ordinary person
After Picking up Cthulhu, I Became an Outer God Reserve