Acg Male Lead is My Trumpet

Clang! ! !

Bai Fan flicked his hands and lay down on the bed, staring with dead fish eyes.

"It's only [-] words an hour to seriously write a novel! I write Nima!!!!"

Heaven and earth conscience!

Bai Fan dares to use his conscience to guarantee that this time his background process is absolutely clean.

The boxed game program was logged in, but he didn't open it, YouTube was online, but he didn't check the updates, and he didn't read the private messages one after another on Twitter.

True Buddhism.

"Teacher Pigeon White!"

A netizen left a message.

"What kind of bullshit is the sand sculpture netizen posting?"

Bai Fan's dead fish stared, Lazy Yu turned over, and the trumpet was just outputting a meal.

"Oh, I can't help it. My coding speed is too slow, and I have no inspiration. What I write is dry. I really can't blame me for that."

Bai Fan sighed for a long time, and left his hands from the keyboard.

But this is not acceptable!

He picked up the mirror and held it up in front of him.

"You can't do this, Bai Fan."

He took a deep breath, straightened his collar with both hands, and looked at the picked up mirror.

"You are the best, believe in yourself, you can do it, why not set a small goal first, and write him [-] words an hour."

That's right, as long as you set small goals——

Bai Fan nodded in satisfaction, and then realized something was wrong.

He let go of his hands, making sure that he was arranging the messy clothes with both hands.

Well...

Since his own hands are arranging clothes, who is holding up this mirror?

Bai Fan couldn't help but cast a glance in front of him.

At this time, a Lolita in white was holding a mirror.

(Well, I drew the drawings for an afternoon, and now I am starting to code words, tomorrow is Saturday, but I have a full class, and I still have to practice the oral English test. I am really happy.)

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"Well, I'm really handsome."

Bai Fan nodded, took the mirror and put it away.

Take the mirror and put it away.He doesn't have much money now.

After placing them together, Bai Fan took out the pitch-black dagger without changing his face, and the death energy entangled in an instant, tearing the opponent's pale skin in just an instant.

Senran's blade surface is not stained with any liquid.

In just an instant, all the bones and muscles of the other party were separated.

How complex is the human musculature?

Maybe you don't know it clearly, but Bai Fan uses the sharpness of the blade in his hand to explain how easily the human body can be cut by him.

However it was of no use.

It was indeed separated, but it didn't cut the real feeling of the flesh.

There is no big aunt on the ground that is as black as oil.

Bai Fan couldn't help but look up.

"Brother...brother...brother brother brother brother brother brother—brother!"

The frenzied shouting made people feel uneasy.

Logically speaking, the ghost talk Lolita in "Smash You" should disappear by itself if no one pays attention to it.

But the one in front of Bai Fan's eyes seems to be completely deviated from the scope of his imagination.

"Brother! Brother! Brother! Brother!!!"

It's like the sound of insects flapping their wings.

Bai Fan glanced at the shadow above his head.

The other party was still screaming sharply.

But it seems that it is only limited to the scope of screaming.

Although I don't know why the people around can't hear it.

emmmmmmm...

"call--"

Skillfully turned on the computer, put on the earphones, turned up the music volume to the maximum, put the dagger aside, Bai Fan started to play PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds comfortably.

"Wow! Is there still a person squatting here?! Dog thief! How can this game be played like this?"

Bai Fan's screen turned black and white.

But Bai Fan, the Box Master, was not discouraged at all, and he started another game.

"Tsk... Blue Hole Corporation should really consider weakening the power of the pistol. What is a small pistol that my M416 can't beat in close combat?"

"Ah...uh...brother..."

Above the ceiling, the voice of the thick shadow was also somewhat startled.

Am I being embarrassed?

I'm an urban ghost!

Am I not scary?

"??????" Lolita in white was puzzled.

"Comfortable--"

As a result of Bai Fan's perseverance and jumping ten umbrellas in ten minutes, he finally used the melee artifact, his fist, to kill a dead man.

"Close-to-hand combat is the romance of a man!!!"

Bai Fan giggled loudly, letting out a barbell-like laugh.

Although the person he killed was dead and unable to move, he still felt powerful and swelled up.

"Can't you talk to me? You keep ignoring me, I'm very embarrassed, okay?"

Bai Fan's barbell-like laughter finally made the terrifying Lolita couldn't help but say something.

"..." Bai Fan.

Bai Fan is currently checking Twitter seriously.

The atmosphere was once awkward.

The pitch-black shadow turned around the ceiling in an extremely tangled trajectory, circled around Bai Fan twice, and finally returned to the ceiling.

Awkward--

Embarrassed to death!

From time to time, Bai Fan would laugh like a 'vice', 'vice', 'water pump' and 'barbell', which made the protagonist of the urban ghost story unbearable to be humiliated.

"Wow!!!"

Mind broke!

After circling in the air several times, realizing that Bai Fan did ignore her, the black mist let out an anthropomorphic cry and flew away.

"Shame."

Without squinting, Bai Fan smiled coldly.

He hasn't read the comics about "Smash You", but he can somewhat understand what kind of existence the other party is.

Neither human nor ghost.

It is neither a human being nor a ghost, caught in the middle, but able to use part of its abilities.

And if you really want to use that ability to kill...

"It has to go through several stages."

The sense of intimidation brought by the sudden appearance, the creepy crooning sound.

If it were an ordinary person, they would probably have a nervous breakdown and be scared to death.

"That's right, she feeds on the fear of human beings. The more you are afraid of her, the more she can touch your body. In fact, this Lolita in white is just an impression, the impression of human beings on urban ghost stories, and I want the illusory thing called 'impression' to gradually approach you—"

The system girl explained it just right.

"The only way to make the impression of 'Sister Lolita' more concrete and more personal is for it to really reach you."

This is also why in "Smash You", why the Lolita sister didn't take tough measures to deal with the relationship with the male protagonist at the beginning.

On the surface, it seems that it is a sick and delicate sister, but in fact it is because it needs to implant the emotion of 'fear' into the victim's mind.

No matter how weird and weird the behavior is, if it can make the victim fear, then it is a success.

"And a guy like you, the host, who has no fluctuations in his heart, and even plays games in front of it... I guess the other party is also very desperate."

The system mother is also a little speechless.

His own host is really the best.

In front of this kind of existence, she is still interested in playing games. She even wonders if Bai Fan has made a mistake in order to reach the state of "your behavior is useless, because my heart has no fluctuations". .