The entertainment industry boss is the supreme god

Chapter 39 is his god

Class [-] and [-], Tabei College.

Mingyu lay on the table with his arms around him and wrapped himself in the darkness. The math teacher on the podium was still talking: "Come on, let's see the position of this point P..."

He is habitually immune, so he catches up on sleep.

But the surrounding environment seems a bit different today.

The students at the front and back desks were discussing quietly but enthusiastically below, and there were a few suppressed exclamations from time to time, and the people next to them were also throwing small notes at each other, the commotion was too obvious.

Ming Yu sat up with a sullen face, and tapped on the table.

Immediately, the slight commotion disappeared.

There was silence all around.

The boy with grandma's gray hair and the boy next to him winked and encouraged each other to play.

Ming Yu scratched his hair, the black hair was slightly longer, floating above his eyebrows, matching his bright and big eyes, cute and cute.

Then the cute little boy said in a deep voice: "Say."

A few boys next to me choked.

The gray-haired boy with grandma, that is, Fang Yu, handed over the mobile phone in his hand: "Brother Yu, your sister is on fire!"

Mingyu was taken aback for a moment, then took it, and the boy thoughtfully handed him the bluetooth headset in his hand.

Mingyu wore it, and the melodious xun music was like flowing water, instantly sobering up his buzzing brain.

A few minutes ended quickly, Mingyu took off the earphones, and looked at the screen with his head down.

Fang Yu looked at him with a look of admiration: "Brother Yu, your sister is too good! Gu Xun, who is so unpopular, can play so well, it's amazing! That Xu Liu is a disciple of Deng Shuwen, Can't beat her at all!"

The boy next to him also praised him, and his words were full of admiration:
"I can't wait to listen to it eight hundred times!"

"It's really, really the first time I heard such a magical piece, it made me want to learn Gu Xun too!"

"After this time, there will definitely be an upsurge of learning the ancient Xun in China!"

"Yes, brother Yu, your sister is too good!"

"I'm going to become her fan! Brother Yu, does her sister endorse any works? I'm going to buy it!"

"Silly x, I'm still a newcomer! Go to Weibo to check the rankings!"

"Oh oh ok ok!"

"..."

Cheng Hongyun sat next to him and rested his head on his hands. His big legs stretched out to the side aisle as if there was no place to rest, and he stretched his whole body backwards.

He rolled his eyes at Ming Yu who was silent with his head down, and smiled inexplicably: "Don't just talk but don't do it, help sister Ming to promote more."

Cheng Hongyun was born with a handsome face, and his tone was not flat. The words "Sister Ming" always give people a somewhat indecent feeling when they come out of his mouth.

Only then did Mingyu look up at him.

The big eyes are black and bright, revealing warmth and innocence.

Cheng Hongyun felt a chill for no reason.

He knew that this guy was probably already thinking about how to kill himself.

Ming Yu just looked at him quietly, speechless for a while.

Cheng Hongyun said: "Brother, it won't happen!"

What broke the eye contact was the bell for the end of get out of class.

The young teacher who was talking on the podium seemed to be pressed the pause button, stopped for a frame as if stuck, and switched channels instantly: "Here is another auxiliary line... get out of class is over!"

After finishing speaking, he picked up the lesson plan and walked like flying, and quickly left the classroom, leaving only the lingering voice: "Mingyu, come to the office!"

Everyone is obviously used to it.

Mingyu looked away, and before leaving the classroom, he said to Cheng Hongyun, "That's my sister."

It's hard to tell if the tone is a warning or something else.

Cheng Hongyun "tsk" from behind: "This damned sister-in-law."

When Mingyu entered the office, the math teacher was drinking water. Seeing him push the materials on the table, "Look at this."

Mingyu picked it up: "NMC number competition?"

The teacher nodded: "If you win this competition, you will get extra points in the Yatlin National Examination, and you can also become a stepping stone to Imperial College. Such a good reward, hurry up and grab it!"

Mingyu raised his head, his eyes were pure and kind: "I don't care?"

"Cough, cough, cough..." The math teacher almost choked to death with a sip of water, he wiped his mouth in embarrassment, and said after a while, "Give me some face, give me some face."

"Isn't there no way out? This competition is at the national level. The final is going to the Imperial Capital to participate in. Our school loses to Pugao next door in the city every year. Not to mention the Imperial Capital, we haven't even played in Tabei City. The school also Want to save some face, finally waited for you, why don't you contribute more?"

Ming Yu expressed no interest: "I'm not..."

"Skip a grade!" Seeing that he was about to refuse again, the teacher finally took out the last trump card: "The college does not allow you to skip a grade, but you can apply for it as long as you get this award!"

Ming Yu's gaze paused.

……

The outside world was turned upside down, but the Ming family's side building was extremely quiet.

That day Mingyu felt a strange atmosphere when he came home from school.

The servant came over to take his schoolbag, and he asked, "Is sister back?"

After he finished asking, he saw Ming Jue who was always by Ming Qi's side.

Mingjue's voice was softer than usual: "I've already fallen asleep."

Mingyu was a little surprised, it was only past five o'clock.

Ming Jue: "Young master, Miss said she was very sleepy today, so she went to bed first. Let you come back to eat by yourself, and the servants have already prepared it."

"Sister must be tired due to too many things today." Mingyu nodded to express his understanding, and smiled politely at Mingjue: "Thank you."

Time passed slowly, and the night was getting darker.

The people are all silent, the lights are dim, and the blackness spreads.

The Ming family villa was surrounded by thick darkness.

A huge and invisible vortex reappeared in the sky above the side building of the Ming family, constantly devouring invisible things from all directions.

The vortex became bigger and bigger and expanded, and finally completely swallowed the entire wing of the Ming family.

And in a bedroom on the second floor, the girl was lying under a thick quilt, her delicate face was covered by strands of hair, and only her stretched eyebrows were exposed.

Her breathing was even and tight, and she fell into a warm dream.

Only the warmth of a room remains.

……

Somewhere in the west, on a tower.

The golden palace is carved with dragons and painted buildings, and the reliefs are mysterious and gorgeous.

The man sitting on the throne holds a scepter in his hand, rests his head in one hand, and his feathers are slightly closed.

After a while, a palace servant stepped into the hall, his footsteps were silent.

He held up an object in both hands, bowed his head to the bottom of the throne, and said softly, "Lord."

The man raised his eyelids slightly, revealing a pair of dark blue pupils.

His lips are very colored, his skin is fair, and his blue eyes are deep, reflecting a luxurious and unpredictable beauty.

The man opened his lips, and his voice was ethereal: "Come up."

The palace servant held up the object in his hand and presented it to the man.

It was a phone with the screen open.

In the mobile phone video, the still girl's side face is exquisite and her appearance is perfect.

The palace servant turned on the video.

The girl who was fixed like a picture suddenly came to life, her dark eyes were emotionally indifferent.

The girl held an ancient Xun, her red lips were bright, she raised her chin and asked in a soft voice: "How?"

The man's dark blue eyes moved slightly, staring at the girl.

Distant memories seem to have passed away, but they hit like a snow mountain avalanche.

In the ancient years of being sealed, there was such a person.

It was a late night, tens of thousands of years ago.

Moonlight poured down, flowing into the cliff.

The damaged half of the outline hangs high in the sky, lingling and clear.

In the half-light and half-darkness, the man stepped on the void, holding a xun in one hand, his eyes were colder than the moonlight, and his voice was clearer than the night.

She also asked, "How?"

But she is not human.

is his god.

(End of this chapter)