I’m Actually a Bigshot

What the teenager didn't know was that in a certain movie hall, Su Qingxing and Death were watching their every move just like watching a movie.

"I won, and even if they knew they were going to face the monsters, they rushed in." Death said softly while looking at the curtain, "My name is Meditation. One day, I will tell you that name in person again."

Su Qingxing still did not respond. Although his eyes were looking at the curtain in front of him, his eyes were empty and without focus, obviously he had not regained his consciousness.

In the picture, Mu Rong and Qin Guan are divided into a group, and Dewey and Bai Hua are divided into a group. There is an obvious gap between the two groups, and it can even be said that they hate each other.

It was under such a complicated atmosphere that a group of people carefully walked through the large office to the entrance.

Before that, there seemed to be a wall blocking the entrance, preventing everyone from leaving the company.

But now, it is not the wall that appears at the entrance, but a familiar red corridor.

A group of people looked at the corridor with familiarity, but this time there was one less boy in the corridor with his eyes closed and Qin Guan's shoulders...

I don't know how long after walking, another door appeared at the end of the corridor. Qin Guan opened the door first, and in front of them was a small classroom.

More than a dozen students are sitting in the classroom, practicing drawing on the drawing board set up in front of them.

"This is my art classroom!" Dewey exclaimed immediately.

"The work is not done yet." Looking at Dewey's face enlarged in the picture, Su Qingxing got up from the seat in the cinema.

But because of being held by the god of death... Shen Si, Su Qingxing, who was still in a daze, leaned forward and fell directly into Si Si's arms!

The long hair, tied at random, spread out between the legs of the two people, looking at each other.

Su Qingxing had no consciousness, but his contemplative consciousness was very clear.

Holding the boy who was thrown into his arms, he almost held his breath in contemplation.

Chapter 20 Art Classroom

"Qingxing..." Shen Si called out the person's name for the first time, "Get up."

Now in Death's arms is his rightful betrothed. But for some unresolved reason, Silent couldn't openly embrace him.

What's more, for Su Qingxing, he might just be a very annoying guy.

What surprised His Highness the Death God was that Su Qingxing, who was so careful and avoided himself, was now lying on his body like he was lying on a comfortable couch.

Even the breathing of the person on his body seems to be very close to the god of death.

"I'm so tired." Su Qingxing is not short, but when he was held by Si Si, he seemed to be surrounded by it, "I want to sleep."

Looking at Su Qingxing at the moment, Shen Si began to suspect that he had not rested for thirty days, and maybe he had never had a good rest since he served as a guide to the underworld.

If possible, he would like to hold Su Qingxing in his arms and sit in the cinema for a long time without leaving.

"Act 4 has begun." Su Qingxing, who had been pondering for a while, finally helped Su Qingxing back to his seat, "It should be very exciting."

Su Qingxing returned to the seat next to him and continued to look at the screen on the screen. And he and Shen Si still held hands together, and the long silver hair was woven with it, like some kind of lock that couldn't be unlocked.

In the picture, Qin Guan and his party just entered the art classroom, and the door behind them disappeared just like the last time. After zooming in, you can see that Mu Rong's eyes are very red. I don't know if it's because she finally escaped from those monsters, or because of the teenager who disappeared from the team.

"Don't cry." Qin Guan stood beside Mu Rong and reminded in a low voice, "I know you're uncomfortable, but don't cry."

"It's all your fault!" Mu Rong couldn't help but slapped Qin Guan's body, "Aren't you a detective?! You can't see such a thing? You waste detective! Waste!"

"Yes, yes, I am a waste." Qin Guan endured silently.

"I'm also a waste!" Mu Rong blamed herself, "If it wasn't for what I said, that bastard Bai Hua wouldn't have..."

"Okay, it's not over yet, don't be discouraged here!" Qin Guan turned to look at Bai Hua and Dewey who were watching the show, "Sooner or later those who do these things will have their retribution, just like the old people often say Good will be rewarded with good, and evil will be rewarded with evil.

"Whatever you want to say." Bai Hua smiled maliciously, "If you are uncomfortable, why not cry aloud, and then take a moment of silence for the burden of being out of the game?"

"Su Qingxing has never dragged anyone down, and we just couldn't find him, and there is no evidence that Su Qingxing is out!" Mu Rong seemed to have found a new target, and her words were several times sharper than when she refuted Qin Guan, "Bai Hua, a At first I thought you were a paranoid paranoid, but I didn't expect your thoughts to be so poisonous!"

"Sorry, what I like is the God of Death, not the Holy Father, so what if it's a little poisonous? Could it be that you still want to ask the believers of the God of Death to save the world?" Bai Hua didn't care at all.

"Bai Hua, you just don't seem to be afraid of the sky and the earth." Qin Guan also tried his best to open his eyes, "But if you are really not afraid of anything, why do you want to eliminate Su Qingxing? Aren't you afraid that he will take away your day and night thoughts? the god of death?"

Bai Hua's expression immediately turned ugly.

"Teacher, can the class start?" At this time, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl stuck her head out from behind the drawing board she was holding, "This is

Are these models invited by the teacher? "

"It turned out to be Xiaoyun." Dewey obviously knew the girl, so he asked with a smile, "Don't you just feel hungry, so you want to eat human flesh?"

"Hahaha, teacher, you are really joking, what's good about human flesh, we all prefer ice cream!" A girl also stuck out behind another easel, "We've been waiting for you to bring models back to paint."

"Sorry." Dewey apologized with a smile, then turned around and said, "It doesn't look like there are terrible man-eating monsters here. There are chairs for the models over there. Let's sit and rest."

"No need, sometimes being with a living person is more terrifying than being with a monster." Mu Rong said, just standing at the original door with Qin Guan.

Although the gate had disappeared, it was the closest place to the exit after all. Moreover, Mu Rong and Qin Guan subconsciously wanted to stay away from Dewey and Bai Hua.

"Then Mr. Du and this beautiful little brother will come and be models for us?" The girl's mouth was very sweet, but the next sentence made everyone's face change greatly, "After the portrait is completed, we will Send it to Lord Death, Lord Death will definitely like it!"

When the girl said the word "beautiful little brother", Bai Hua was already happy, and after hearing the second half of the girl's sentence, Bai Hua was even more elated, looked at Mu Rong and Qin Guan with a very proud look and said : "None of you know what you missed."

"Is he a fool?" Mu Rong just smiled contemptuously.

"Should be a fool." The two were unmoved.

These are the pictures presented on the screen of the cinema, where Shen Si and Su Qingxing sat, quietly watching the trials of the remaining four.

When he saw the latest "plot", the death god Junmei had a complicated expression on his face, so he could only turn to Su Qingxing and say, "Don't worry, except for Qingxing, everyone in my eyes is like a bone, especially this one. A self-righteous existence."

In the eyes of all underworld creatures, the God of Death is a stern and unsmiling existence. Even if he just stands there, his aura is like a mountain.

Therefore, few people dare to talk to the god of death, and the god of death will never be pleasant to any existence.

Even when he met Su Qingxing in the ghost town inspection, the god of death didn't dare to let himself show the slightest emotion.

But now both Death and Su Qingxing are in the underworld trials. Although this is just a world created by a small architect, they jumped out of the underworld because of this.

In addition, at this moment, although Su Qingxing seems to be very obedient when answering questions, but in fact, he has already been confused due to the long work and lack of rest, and all his actions are now driven by the power that wants to explode in his body...

Su Qingxing's only self-consciousness now may be: he wants to rest, so end all this as soon as possible!

When Su Qingxing regains consciousness, he will not remember the appearance of Shen Si, nor will he remember every word that Shen Si said.

It is because of this that Shen Si can say every word he wants to say without hesitation.

Outside is the god of death.

For Su Qingxing, it was just contemplation.

However, Su Qingxing was still looking forward to the curtain, watching Dewey and Bai Hua happily sit on the chairs in front of the classroom and act as models for the students who were painting in the classroom.