I’m Actually a Bigshot

A skeleton head wearing a cloak and holding a sickle appeared in the mid-air of the theater. The shattered corners of the cloak had no wind, and a white chill surrounded the death of the skeleton, causing the temperature in the theater to plummet once again!

When everyone's eyes were focused on the Skull Death God, Su Qingxing quietly took out his mobile phone, took a photo of the Skull Death God, and sent it directly to Zhu Sha, praising his work's virtuosity.

It has to be said that the cape skeleton and the scythe seem to be the gods of death in the impression of human beings.

In the next second, Su Qingxing received a reply from his friend——

Cinnabar: This is the work I finished before I saw Death himself, wait for me for a minute!

One minute? what wait a minute?

"Welcome to the Trial of the God of Death." Before Su Qingxing could react from the message sent by Cinnabar, he heard a very strong voice from the God of Death.

That voice was nothing like the God of Death I had seen before, and it was no wonder that the cinnabar that had always pursued the perfect setting would be in tune. This was just a work completed before seeing the God of Death himself.

"The God of Death!" When he saw the God of Death appearing in mid-air, the young man completely ignored whether such a picture was reasonable, and a frenzied light appeared in his eyes, "The God of Death is here! This is really "The Bride of the God of Death", we are traveling through Come to the movie!"

"Grim Reaper...really handsome..."

Su Qingxing was very close to the boy, so he heard the boy's whisper.

"The bride I'm looking for is among the five of you." The skeleton death god floating in mid-air said again, "No fear, no screaming, no death... Only such a perfect existence can be..."

Skeleton Death said here, suddenly grabbed the cloak with five fingers of white bones, and threw it back, a wind of black and white particles reappeared, it seemed that Death was reorganizing his body!

In the next second, the god of death in Su Qingxing's eyes was no longer the white-boned skeleton with a sickle, but the silver-haired and black-eyed god of death that he had seen not long ago!

Indifferent and grim, those obsidian eyes seemed to be watching everyone.

The god of death in mid-air stretched out his hand gracefully...

"Only such a perfect being can be... my bride."

The deep and magnetic voice is exactly the same as the God of Death in Su Qingxing's memory. Although it is as unsmiling as the deity, when the God of Death stands in front of you and stretches out his hand, it seems like a strange invitation or even a marriage proposal.

From the white-boned skeleton to the handsome man with silver hair and black eyes, all five people in the theater were stunned, and some of them even had their hearts racing and their cheeks flushed.

The effect of this charm seems to have nothing to do with whether the object is male or female.

And now, Su Qingxing finally understood what Zhu Sha meant by "waiting a minute". That technical madman actually only took one minute to modify the original "Skull Death" setting and reset it to the real Death God!

"I would like to!!"

What shocked Su Qingxing was that the boy in the shirt, who didn't know his name so far, rushed out like this, trying to pounce on the god of death in mid-air. When the young man looked at the brand-new Death God in midair, his eyes were so hot that it made people feel a little scary.

"Death! Let me be your bride and take me away! Death!"

"grim Reaper!"

The frenzied voice of the young man echoed in the movie hall, causing Su Qingxing and the other three to open their eyes. It was the first time they saw that there is such a thing... delusional disorder in this world?

No matter what happened to this young man, he seemed to have long regarded himself as the bride of death, and regarded it as a supreme honor.

Faced with this realization, Su Qingxing's mood was slightly complicated.

The author has something to say: the outline of this story is almost ready, and everyone's heart is ready!

The boy is not a caregiver, he can only say that his paranoia is the main reason for his going to hell.

Chapter 14 Leaving the Cinema

"Little brother... what's wrong with you?" The working woman looked inexplicable.

The four people, including Su Qingxing, all stared at the young man dumbfounded. And the other party is frantically trying to grab the trouser leg of the God of Death in midair, but when his hand touches the leg of the God of Death, that area will turn into particles and cannot be touched at all.

"I will have flowers ready for my bride."

The god of death in midair couldn't see or hear the boy's actions and cries at all. The sense of isolation was as if humans wouldn't care about an ant walking by their feet.

But the boy didn't seem to realize it, and looked at the god of death more obsessively than at first. That kind of fanaticism and obsession seems to have reached its peak after cinnabar modified the setting of Skull Death...

However, the god of death that appeared in the air like a 3D eye has been re-formed into particles, and it gradually dissipated in the mid-air of the cinema hall.

Even the magnificent music that accompanied the god of death gradually disappeared, and the entire theater returned to the quietness at the beginning.

"Children today are really exaggerated." The hangover man rubbed the sun with a headache, "This look is even more exaggerated than when I was drunk."

"It's your opinion!" The working woman just felt that the hangover man was incompatible with her, so she deliberately walked to Su Qingxing's side and retorted, "This good-looking little brother has been very quiet from the beginning, isn't he? ?"

"Maybe..." The working woman deliberately raised her eyebrows and glanced at the boy shouting and dancing over there, "Maybe the god of death will be happy.

Huan such a quiet and beautiful little brother. "

The working woman deliberately placed emphasis on the words "quiet" and "beautiful", apparently not having a good impression of the boy in the shirt over there.

"You!!" The boy in the shirt was feeling lost because of the disappearance of the god of death, so when he heard the words of the working woman, he immediately turned around angrily.

But soon, the teenager noticed something was wrong with the eyes of others looking at him, and turned to a slightly apologetic expression, reluctantly smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I really like watching this movie."

The young man was wearing a clean white shirt, and his appearance was very delicate, so when he showed a smile, he lost his crazy obsessive appearance before, and he looked a lot more well-behaved.

Seeing that the young man's attitude softened, the working woman and others did not continue to care about the "children". They all laughed at what happened just now and did not plan to continue to care about it.

Only Su Qingxing, who was innocently "dragged into the water", noticed that the young man gave him a very cautious look, and there was obviously no goodwill in his eyes.

Su Qingxing suddenly had the urge to sigh. One of the guidelines of the guide in the underworld is to keep a low profile, but he didn't expect that he, who hadn't said a word since the beginning of the trial, would eventually become the target of some people's attention.

Thinking of that boy's eyes just now...

Su Qingxing guessed that the teenager may have regarded him as an unwarranted rival in love.

At this time, the boy had already walked over to Su Qing and asked carefully, "Um... classmate? What's your name? Why haven't you spoken since just now?"

Su Qingxing thought for a while, then adjusted his facial expression.

In the next second, a panicked expression appeared on Su Qingxing's face. Although his appearance was indeed much better than that of the teenager, due to the influence of his eyes and expressions, Su Qingxing looked very timid and could not let go. He was not as straightforward and generous as the teenager.

"Yes, I'm sorry. My name is Su Qingxing, and I'm a sophomore in high school." Su Qingxing rubbed his eyes, his eyes turned red, and his voice kept trembling, "I don't know what happened, but I just feel good. Terrible, I want to go home, sorry..."

In the eyes of others, Su Qingxing has been repeatedly apologizing, with trembling in his voice, as if he will burst into tears in the next second, appearing weak and fragile.

Seeing Su Qingxing's current appearance, the young man seemed to be stunned for a while, but soon a slightly odd smile appeared on his face, and he said to Su Qingxing in an unusually soft tone—

"I'm only a freshman in high school, so I should call you Senior Su."

"Senior, don't be afraid. According to the rules of this movie, if you scream or cry out of fear now, you will be the first to die here. So, classmate, you must Hold on, okay?"

"It's scary!" Su Qingxing's eyes became even redder and his voice trembled even more after listening to the teenager. "Me, when will I be able to go home?!"

This time, the teenager did not answer Su Qingxing's question, but turned and left with a very satisfied expression.

It seems to be certain that Su Qingxing has no threat and will never be able to win over him and become the bride of the god of death.

"Drunken, you are right about one thing." The working woman standing in front saw this whole thing, so it is rare to stand on the same front as the hangover man, "Children these days are really getting more and more Horrible."