Two-dimensional Life Starting from Fuyuki City/the World's First Master Huang Man Wants to Be G

"Come on, run against the evening wind, Baidong, a white tomorrow is waiting for you!"

After saying this, Mo Yi turned around coolly, walked back to his barbecue shop, and said with emotion:

"Seeing your current appearance, I can't help but think of that night, my figure running under the moonlight, that is my lost youth—"

"My life has no regrets!"

Then, Bazzett's second job ended while watching Boss Mo Yi pass away under the moonlight.

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After that, Bazzett has experienced countless jobs, and his experience is probably:

"Bazzett, you can't become an outstanding idol like this. Go back and read my masterpiece "Love Live" for me ten times, and come back to work tomorrow!"

"Bazzett, although you are the worst class of idols I have ever taught, your positive attitude towards learning deeply moved me."

"You can take this week's wages!"

"Although you don't have the talent to become a maid, chef,..., idol, but as long as you keep working hard, you will eventually become the king of workers, Bazzett!"

"Seeing your current appearance, boss, I can't help but think of that year, the sound of me running on the playground, that's my lost youth, boss—"

"I have no regrets in my life!"

"Boss, why are you the boss of every job I have?"

"Because I am the chairman of the Fuyuki City Group, and I am in charge of the entire Fuyuki City. As long as you work hard, you can also become the boss in the future."

"Well, boss, I will work hard, Baidong, a white tomorrow is waiting for me!"

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One year later, what I never expected was that I finally got the approval of Boss Mo Yi, but I didn't become a worker soldier or king of workers, but——

"Bazzett, although you are the worst class of book painters I have ever taught, your paintings in the normal direction and lily direction are like shit, but your strong and tough painting style is simply for the field of BL live!"

"So, go back and read my masterpiece "The World's No. [-] Huangman Teacher Wants to Be Good" ten times today, and then come over tomorrow to learn from me and officially become my disciple. Learn how to draw from me!"

Bazzett, who had been hit for more than half a year, thought that he was going to resign voluntarily this time, and then escaped, was caught, and was fed chicken soup for the soul.

Unexpectedly, he was recognized by Boss Mo Yi.

It turned out that I have the talent to become a book painter.

I am born with someone, Boss Mo Yi sincerely does not lie to me!

"Thank you, boss!"

Bazett burst into tears with excitement, and said at a loss:

"I will work hard and aspire to become an excellent BL book artist!"

"fool--"

Mo Yi stretched out his right hand, wiped away his tears and said:

"Your efforts have always been in my eyes."

"This is the result of your hard work!"

"Also, are you still calling me boss?"

"Maybe it's a bit early, but you should call me Teacher Mo Yi, or Teacher Yakumo!"

After hearing Mo Yi's words, Bazett's tears couldn't be held back even more, and he rushed out like the Yellow River without an embankment, and shouted in a hoarse voice, "

"Yes, Teacher Mo Yi!"

"Good enlightenment, come on, my disciple, Bazzett—"

Mo Yi patted the other person on the shoulder and encouraged him:

"One day, you will inherit the name of my Yakumo, climb to the top of the manga world, and become the queen of the BL field."

"At that time, when you will truly inherit the name of Yakumo and become Basset mo Yakumo, come on, my disciple!"

———Bang the dividing line———

When Mo Yi made a blushing finger, Wang Jiang with a displeased face and Arjuna with a happy smile simultaneously used the treasure to Mo Yi.

"The spear that pierces the dead thorn—"

"The roar of the Flame God—"

Because of the loud noise caused by Mo Yi's sound, everyone lost their minds for a moment, and this also gave them a chance to sneak attack Mo Yi.

However, Mo Yi has already seen through all of this. With absolute strength, sneak attacks are nothing but jokes.

"Snapped--"

Mo Yi snapped his fingers again with his right hand, and said to himself:

"the world!"

With the sound of snapping fingers, the time in Mo Yi's eyes stopped in black and white.

Slowly, in front of Arjuna's flaming arrow, he threw it on the ground, stomped his foot and ignored it.