Rebirth of the National Male God

The average young boy must be a little nervous when he is attacked by so many girls.

Sihuang has experienced this situation long ago, and she has also encountered more outrageous demands than this. She also knows that these girls who are chasing after her are really wicked and want to see her take off her clothes. If she backs down, they will They will chase after the victory, and if she fights back, they will be easy to accommodate - because they really just want to get the person they love, a piece of attention and extra benefits, whether this benefit is big or small, it doesn't matter, as long as it is Those you love can be satisfied.

The so-called counterattack is not to blame them... Si Huang pursed his lips and smiled, but did not answer why they asked, bent over and folded his trousers, revealing his fair ankles, stood up and kicked his feet, looking more youthful Vitality, raised his head and shouted to the girls, "But I can convince them all, can you guys agree?"

The young man's bright smile, his loud shouts, his bright eyes that seemed to be burning with sparks, stared at you and asked what you meant... At this moment, these young girls felt their hearts would jump out of their chests.

This scene is really enough to satisfy the fantasy that every young girl has ever had: a handsome big boy glowing on the basketball court, as his girlfriend, watching him from below, whenever he scores a goal or runs. I glanced at myself, or smiled at myself, and said to myself: See how handsome your boyfriend will be, and buy you food if you win! Shout out to me obediently!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

"...Tian Jiuran! Shut up! Who is your husband?!"

"Your Majesty says anything! Very good! Very good! Absolutely good!"

The atmosphere in the playground was completely fired up, and Yang Bi gestured to the director and staff to capture this scene on camera - the real reaction of the group of students was more than the planned script for them to star in. Heart touching.

"What do you guys think?" Yang Bi first looked at the nine boys before.

"What do you think!? Are you afraid of him?" the blue team's forward shouted.

The masculinity of the other boys was also stimulated, "Yes, just fight!"

"Tsk! Basketball is a whole sport. He likes to be in the limelight so much, I don't want to play with him." It turned out that the central defender of the red team deliberately made things difficult.

"That's right! Since you don't cooperate with your teammates, you might as well fight alone!"

How could Yang Bixian not be able to see the minds of these young people, he was about to change if he didn't want to fight, and a sweet voice sounded: "Then fight alone."

Uh?

Yang Bixian looked at Si Huang in surprise, "Si Huang, what do you mean?"

Si Huang said with a smile, "I will fight nine of them one by one."

Yang Bixian laughed, "Nonsense!"

Sihuang: "If I break it, I'll reimburse the cost of this episode and just reshoot it."

"That was not what I meant……"

"It doesn't matter if it means that, I said that I will torture them completely."

Yang Bixian was dumbfounded, looking at the handsome young man who was in high spirits at this time, and the nine boys who were so angry that they were about to erupt into a volcano, he was surprised when he blurted out, "That's it, what else do you have any questions about? ?"

"What, what, question, question, all, no, yes!" The only blue team forward who was still a little sensible said slowly.

This problem is simply too big! The thoughts that pop up in everyone's head.

Feather's head was getting bigger, and he murmured, "Lingling, is this the Sihuang we know?"

"Yes!" Yu Ling nodded heavily, without doubt.

Yuen looked down at her, "Where does it look like?"

Yuling: "It's always been so dazzling! So handsome!"

Featherene: "..."

"Your Majesty!" Yu Ling suddenly shouted and ran to the playground.

Under the fiery gazes of a group of girls, Yu Ling ran to Si Huang and handed her the black leather rope in her hand, "The hair will pierce the eyes, and the tied shape will be more suitable."

Si Huang squatted down, with his hands hanging lazily, raised his head and smiled at Yu Ling: "Thank you."

Yu Ling was stunned for a second, then blushed in the burst of screams. She moved her lips and stood still.

Si Huang said softly, "Didn't you say you want to be my makeup stylist?"

Yu Ling's eyes widened, she stared at Si Huang with excitement and a little disbelief, seeing a pair of bright eyes with a smile and encouragement, her heart seemed to be touched silently, sour and warm. The weight of responsibility is also on the shoulders, reducing the nervous delusion in the girl's heart, "Yeah." In response, Yu Ling bent down and stretched her hands gently towards Si Huang's hair.

The soft hair felt very comfortable on the fingertips, which made Yu Ling's movements more cautious. It didn't seem like she was treating a boy, but she was treating a perfect piece of art. won't forgive myself.

She grabbed the loose hair in front of Si Huang's forehead so that it wouldn't be too messy, and a black leather rope tied the bunch of hair into a small braid behind her head.

"Okay?" Si Huang shook his head lightly, no more hair falling in front of his eyes.

"Yeah." Yu Ling took a step back and looked at Si Huang's face, revealing her plump forehead, with pigtails, her expression was more flamboyant than usual, and her facial features were more perfect and awe-inspiring, making it difficult to look directly at her, especially her eyes, full of youthful People don't understand the sharpness of concealment, and the calf is not afraid of the willful dominance of tigers.

"Come on!" Yu Ling said unconsciously, clenching her fists and making a cheer, "It's so handsome!"

Si Huang raised his hand to make a fist and touched her fist lightly, "Okay." With a hearty smile.

Yu Ling walked out of the playground in a trance, returned to Yu He's side, and received countless wolf-like stares.

"Mr. Yang, the effect is quite good." The photographer in charge of taking pictures couldn't help but sigh.

Yang Bi nodded first, without having to look at the photos the other party captured, he knew it must be fine. Because he saw this scene in person, he already thought it was very good-a proud and unruly cool and handsome boy in basketball, a girl who tied his hair for him with red cheeks and cheered him on.