Female Transmigrating To Male: Playing With The Cold Male God

Seeing a handsome Gu Yuze sitting opposite the young man, he secretly said in his heart that it was a pity that such a beautiful person already had a master.

Gu Yuze obviously felt the envious and jealous gazes around him, and pressed the brim of his hat to make his smile less obvious.

"It's a beautiful tune."

Halfway through eating, a blonde boy who looked sixteen or seventeen years old stood next to Lin Shubai, who came to ask for contact information.

“please。"

The boy's voice was clear, soft with some supplication.

The boy has a pair of very beautiful blue eyes, which are as fascinating as the sea, and Lin Shubai, who has always refused, added contact information to the boy for the first time.

"Thank you, I'm so happy." The boy said in broken Chinese, his cheeks pink from happiness, like the little prince in a fairy tale.

"Me too, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"Your name, Lin Shubai, a very beautiful oriental name, as handsome as you."

After the boy left, Gu Yuze became less talkative, but fortunately, it was about to finish eating, and it didn't last long.

Gu Yuze looked at his watch, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

"You have a scene tomorrow morning, you have to get up early, go back and go to bed early."

Lin Shubai replied with thanks, and as the sound of the door closing, his back disappeared from Gu Yuze's sight.

After returning to the hotel, Gu Yuze was a little upset.

Gu Yuze, who has always been confident, has no way to do anything about Lin Shubai.

There are so many people who are willing to pursue him.

From the beginning, Lin Shubai's attitude towards him has always been extremely flat, and there is no other emotion in his eyes.

Gu Yuze took a deep breath, he can't force people to be anxious all at once, at least he doesn't resent his contact now, and it's good to be friends, take your time first, if not, it will take five years.

After a few days of pondering, Gu Yuze gradually understood some of Lin Shubai's temperament, although people like him would not have feelings.

But as long as he doesn't do anything excessive, there will definitely be opportunities for occasional contact.

In short, the best way is to give him some help, don't push people too hard, and then slowly test them.

Gu Yuze was a little bored, while being in Lin Shubai, suppressing the desire in his heart was an extremely difficult thing, even more uncomfortable than just watching.

He didn't know if one day he couldn't help but lock people up, and he could only see it alone.

*

Lin Shubai got up early in the morning, before dawn, he ate some hastily for breakfast, and hurried to the theater.

Although they all came early, there was no sleepiness on their faces at all, everyone has the quality of actors, even though it is only six o'clock in the morning, they are definitely cheering up to adjust their state to the best.

“action。"

"Who can pull out this sword and go straight to the top ten."

The scene caused a sensation.

"This sword is the legendary Dragon Yin Sword, legend has it that hundreds of years ago, the real dragon fell, fell into the ground, turned into a sword, no one can shake it, let alone advance to the top five, the first person in the generation has never shaken it."

"Martial arts masters will all meet here, and it can be regarded as a reserved program over the years."

What if someone could pull this sword up.

The Dragon Yin Sword revealed half of the blood-red sword body, and after a hundred years, the red light had not decreased by half, and even the red had a tendency to deepen.

"Don't panic, according to your own number, come up and try one by one."

Some people lack interest, thinking that a sword that has not been drawn for hundreds of years can be pulled up by themselves.

Some people are enthusiastic and think they are destined to belong.

Xie Jinghong has neither, he doesn't care.

Those who Xi sword intent can only shatter mountains and rocks with iron in their hands.