Fang Lan is a hard-working male college student, and his group assignment is to travel to various worlds to conduct research. Since he is an i person, the group consists of two people: him, and his Zhu Ma Nan Shu.
"Please draw your character card——"
White light flashed, and the nightmare replayed countless times:
When Fang Lan was an orphan whose family had been destroyed and was sacrificed as a sacrifice, Zhu Ma sat firmly in the Shiwan Mountain and was a highly respected mountain god.
"It's too dark here... No, who is touching... The monster is coming, ah, don't eat me, ah ah ah -"
A low voice came from the depths of the cave: "It's me."
Then Fang Lan was taken away with a plate.
Alas, it is not shameful to be chewed by your own bamboo horse.
When Fang Lan was a low-level monk who was bullied by his fellow disciples, Zhu Ma ran to another track to control the dancing of thousands of demons.
"Don't bully the young to be poor. Don't bully the middle-aged to be poor. Don't bully the old to be poor. Ah, just wait until one day I'm going to make you red bean paste!"
"Whoever you want to kill can be killed now."
Then Fang Lan surrendered.
Alas, there is no shame in hugging the thigh of your bamboo horse.
Let's take a look...
Fang Lan was so angry that he slapped his palms, what kind of luck am I having! Look at this person!
In order to change the fate of the African chieftain, Fang Lan even became superstitious for a while, bathing and burning incense before drawing cards every day. Until one day, he accidentally crossed a page:
"Do I need to spend points to redeem a special status?"
Fang Lan: o. O?
At that moment, Zhu Ma always spent all his points to find the answer. There are only two cards in total, and the special identity was bought by Nanshu. Then Fang Lan will always be a non-chief!
Fang Lan was about to chop with a forty-meter-long knife, but suddenly he thought about it——
"Do you want to redeem VIP special status?"
"Yes!!!"
White light flashed, and this time the scene was in a magnificent palace. Fang Lan and Shi Shiran sat on the dragon chair, with a group of people kneeling under them, including him, the bamboo horse. Moreover, he was being escorted by the Jinyi Guards. He was in such a state of embarrassment that he would be imprisoned in the next second.
Fang Lan: Hehe. If you don't show loyalty, you're doomed.
Nan Shu: O. O?
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Small theater:
The world thought that the fawning minister Nanshu, who was imprisoned in the heavenly prison and could never recover, was actually in His Majesty's tent every night, casually reading the memorials and playing pretend games with the little emperor.
"Your Majesty is so good, can you try harder?"
Fang Lan: ... What's weird.
These points don't work, do they? (Fall)
Reading guide:
1. Obviously very strong but very unlucky. Complaining style. If you look down on me, I will leave in a hurry. Attack X if there are no conditions, create conditions. Dark-bellied style narrows eyes. Searches forums every day on how to break up a straight roommate. Accepted.
2. It's all about young lovers' play, sweet stories, and mutual love.
Intention: You must learn to assess the situation, young man!