Starting from the Dragon Clan, it's a 50-50 split

He did not say that he won the bet because the bet between the two had not yet ended.

On the contrary, this is only the halfway point.

"...I'm kind of regretting it now." Lu Mingfei said.

"The bet has been made, there is no such thing as cancellation," Mo Qiuran spread his hands, "Besides, why would I regret it? The chances of winning are 50-50 anyway!"

"Boss, you said the same thing the last two times." Lu Mingfei muttered.

"Anyway, now the message has been sent out, and the previous Lu Mingfei has been rejected." Mo Qiuran put his arm around Lu Mingfei's shoulders and led him forward.

"Thank you, boss, for reminding me of this sad thing again. Actually, my memory is not as bad as a fish." Lu Mingfei was obviously depressed.

"But that was just the Lu Mingfei of the past. No matter whether Chen Wenwen at that time was simply a green tea girl who wanted to keep you hanging and make you a bootlicker, or she felt sorry for you, like she felt sorry for a stray dog ​​she saw on the street, all of that is now in the past." Mo Qiuran said.

"So why are they all dogs?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"Let me put it this way. If Chen Wenwen had handed you a dog leash and told you that she would stay with you forever as long as you put it on, would you have put it on without hesitation and run after her?"

“Hey! Boss! Can you please stop insulting my dignity like this! I still… still…” Lu Mingfei seemed to lose his temper as he spoke, his voice low and lost as if he was about to cry, “At least I should bark a few times, right?”

"You kid..." Mo Qiuran looked up at the sky speechlessly, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. He was even more certain that he was right to expose her this time. "Anyway, you can't do that now."

"Oh."

"You should at least have some self-respect, don't let yourself be taken advantage of so easily! You have to realize that you are no longer the same person you used to be!" Mo Qiuran was a little irritable, because he was so disappointed with Lu Mingfei for being so cowardly. "Also, let's make a bet! We've agreed that if you don't do what we say, then from now on, don't say you know me!"

“Oh…” Lu Mingfei was stunned by Mo Qiuran’s sudden outburst and could only nod obediently.

"Do you remember the content of the bet I told you?" Mo Qiuran looked at Lu Mingfei with suspicion. To be honest, he was really worried that Lu Mingfei would start to lick Chen Wenwen's boots again once he went to school. And with Lu Mingfei's current appearance... by then, it seemed that even a god would not be able to save him.

“Remember…” Lu Mingfei nodded.

"Do you really remember?" Mo Qiuran was still skeptical.

"Really, really!" Lu Mingfei nodded repeatedly.

"Okay, go back and calm down. I look forward to your performance the day after tomorrow." Mo Qiuran waved his hand, feeling tired.

So why would a single person waste his energy on such love affairs? Isn't it more fun to just write?

Thinking of this, Mo Qiuran logged into his QQ again, ready to join the author chat group to chat and chat. It was impossible for him to type a single word, as four thousand words a day was already the human limit.

These days he got along very well with a writer named "Flame Dragon Slayer". Mo Qiuran also read this guy's novel, which was very well written. At present, the protagonist group has just experienced an underwater mission in the icy sea, and encountered a fatal crisis and was almost wiped out. Fortunately, the protagonist suddenly burst out and eliminated the crisis. He almost died because of the sequelae, but came back to life with the company of the heroine. The plot is ups and downs and the writing style is quite realistic, which almost makes people doubt whether he has really experienced it.

Then Mo Qiuran saw a message sent by Chu Zihang.

Chu Zihang: [Are you free tomorrow? I'll come to your house.]

He looked at the time and it seemed to be not long after Mo Qiuran left his house.

Mo Qiuran raised his eyebrows and sent a reply with a few clicks of his fingers.

Qiu Feng Ran Jin: [Is this relationship progressing too fast? What should I do? I'm so excited! ]

Chu Zihang: "..."

Very good, it seems that he has not been affected too much, and is still the familiar Mo Qiuran.

Chu Zihang: [Is nine o'clock okay? ]

Qiu Feng Ran Jin: [Is this the legendary overbearing CEO? Of course there is no way to refuse! ]

Chu Zihang silently closed the chat window.

Sure enough, I was crazy when I thought Mo Qiuran would be affected. That must be it!

……

night.

The sky blue ice crystal giant eagle turned into ice crystals floating in the sky. Mo Qiuran sat in front of the table, on which was a thick stack of neatly folded A4 papers.

It’s not about homework. As an excellent model student who has never fallen out of the top two, Mo Qiuran would not be criticized by the teacher even if he didn’t do his homework.

Each of these A4 papers has a vividly drawn character.

All of them are projections in Mo Qiuran’s system space.

Even if seen by outsiders, they would only praise Mo Qiuran's painting skills and would not doubt anything.

Mo Qiuran finished the last stroke, picked it up, blew on it, admired it, and then placed it on the top of the stack of A4 papers before going to take a shower and go to bed.

The moonlight shone through the window and onto the stack of papers.

At the top, Odin, wearing a mask, armor, holding the spear Gungnir, and riding an eight-legged Pegasus, almost jumps out of the paper.

Chapter 16 Mo Qiuran: I won’t pretend anymore, I’m going to reveal my cards!

"elder brother."

"Ok?"

"elder brother……"

“Who’s calling me brother so late at night?” Lu Mingfei rubbed his eyes and muttered, “Can’t I sleep?”

The voice was very close. Lu Mingfei still remembered that he fell asleep because he was in a bad mood after returning to his aunt's house. Thinking about it this way, it seemed that only Lu Mingze could be the one making this voice. However, Lu Mingfei knew that Lu Mingze would never call him like that. If he really called him like that, the goose bumps all over Lu Mingfei's body would probably not go away for three days.

The voice sounded like a child... Thinking of this, Lu Mingfei opened his eyes.

It was already daybreak without him noticing. The room was so bright that it was almost blinding. Lu Mingfei couldn't remember when the lighting in the room was so good.

Then he saw a boy.

It was indeed a boy, sitting on a chair in front of the computer. Judging from the height from the desk, he was probably at Lu Mingfei's chest. He was wearing small leather shoes, a black suit, and a white silk scarf on his dangling feet.

What attracted Lu Mingfei's attention was the little boy's eyes, which seemed to be flowing with burning gold, captivating.

Only then did he notice the boy's face. He was very handsome and looked very well behaved. His round face had a childishness between that of a boy and a girl.

“Who are you, kid?” Lu Mingfei sat up from the bed. The anger he had for being woken up seemed to disappear the moment he saw the little boy. “It’s not good for a child to wear cosmetic contact lenses.”

"Brother, are you angry?" the boy asked.

"Angry? Why should I be angry?" Lu Mingfei scratched his head.

"But I feel your sadness. Sadness should bring anger, and then turn into rage to burn everything." The boy said softly.

“…Children, don’t read those messy literary books, and remember not to play with fire. Isn’t it more fun to play games?” Lu Mingfei shook his head, stood up, and habitually adjusted himself to that unaccustomed posture… Perhaps it will soon become a new habit.

"Brother, you have changed a lot." The boy looked at Lu Mingfei and said.

"It's indeed quite big... so... did I know you before? Little boy? How did you end up here?" Lu Mingfei reached out to touch the boy's hair while wondering when his uncle and aunt had such an elegant relative. It seemed that he had never heard of such an elegant relative before. Logically, this should be a source of bragging for them.

"You need sadness so that you can be angry, brother, and take back everything we lost..." The boy said softly, and Lu Mingfei's hand fell empty for some reason.

"Is this...what...a drama performance? So what role do I play as the protagonist? Going through hardships and changing my fate?" Lu Mingfei felt that he had encountered a problem. Talking nonsense was his instinct, but it would be bad if the other party could ignore his nonsense and say that he didn't understand it.

"Brother, you have changed." The boy said in a firm tone.

"Little boy, you are crazy." Lu Mingfei said in a serious tone.

"Maybe." The boy laughed softly, hummed a song, and then pushed gently with both hands.

Lu Mingfei then realized that the surroundings seemed to have turned into a cliff without him knowing. He was standing on the edge, but after the boy pushed him, he could no longer keep stable and fell backwards.

“Ahhhhh!!!” Lu Mingfei screamed loudly and opened his eyes.

Then he was stunned.

A breeze blew by, and the leaves outside the window rustled. The first ray of sunlight in the morning shone in and fell on the chair. There was no one where the boy had been before.

Its daybreak.

……

"So... this is poverty alleviation?" Mo Qiuran looked at the two large boxes that Chu Zihang was carrying. "Shouldn't poverty alleviation be about carrying grain, oil, rice and flour? When did it become about bringing a PS2? Comrade, your poverty alleviation work is not going very well!"

"It's a gift." Chu Zihang corrected.

"Okay, but you are overlooking a very serious problem," Mo Qiuran pointed to the not-so-big living room. Although the items were neatly arranged, it seemed like something was missing. "I don't have a TV! What should I do without a screen? I can't just plug it in and play with my mind, right? There's no matching socket!"

"So I brought a screen." Chu Zihang picked up another big box.

"Hiss... please take a seat." Mo Qiuran took a breath and quickly served Chu Zihang tea and water. "What service do you need, sir? I guarantee you will have everything you need!"

Chu Zihang chose to ignore it. If he paid attention to Mo Qiuran at this time, Chu Zihang estimated that Mo Qiuran's next move would be to cross his arms and say, "Okay, as expected, you are coveting my body. Do you think I am such a frivolous person?"

"Why did you suddenly think of coming to me?" Seeing that Chu Zihang was not fooled, Mo Qiuran asked seriously.

"I did lie to you yesterday." Chu Zihang said, "But there was a reason, and I can't tell you."

Silence fell in the room.

"...That's all?" Mo Qiuran asked after a moment of silence.

"No more." Chu Zihang said.

"...Brother, do you know that this behavior is called teasing?" After a moment of silence, Mo Qiuran looked at Chu Zihang and said, "If it were someone with a more irritable temper, he might have started a fight!"

"I hope you don't check this school, either online or through any other means." Chu Zihang said.

"Why?" Mo Qiuran asked.

"I can't tell you." Chu Zihang said.

"So you came here just to arouse my curiosity and stop me from exploring?" Mo Qiuran looked like he was about to vomit blood.

“...Yes.” Chu Zihang answered after a brief silence. It seemed that he realized how... deserving of a beating his behavior was.

But he must tell Mo Qiuran about this. Mo Qiuran is very smart, almost to the point of being a demon. Although he probably doesn't know about those monsters with golden eyes, if he investigates them, he might be able to find out something.

Chu Zihang didn't dare to gamble. Those monsters had not been widely known to mankind until now because there was an extremely powerful force covering it all up. And if Mo Qiuran, as an ordinary person, knew these things that he shouldn't know... what would be the consequences?

No matter what the consequences were, Chu Zihang didn't want to see them, because that would mean that Mo Qiuran had entered the sight of those things and had become connected with them, but would not be eligible to save his life.

"...Okay." Mo Qiuran and Chu Zihang looked at each other for a long time. The atmosphere was so heavy that it was almost frozen, and then they finally spoke softly.

Chu Zihang breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, because of Mo Qiuran's next words, his heart was lifted again, higher than ever.

"At this point, I don't want to hide it from you anymore." Mo Qiuran said seriously.

I don’t pretend anymore, I show my cards!

Chapter 17: Ignited Golden Eyes, Unexpected Showdown!

"Originally, I didn't want to tell you." Mo Qiuran said, "But I feel a little guilty now."

"What?" Chu Zihang looked at Mo Qiuran, and for a moment he was not sure whether he was joking or serious.

"I suddenly remembered that I have no conscience, so I don't want to tell you." Mo Qiuran smiled.

The room fell silent again. Chu Zihang waited patiently, and after a moment he finally realized that this was revenge from Mo Qiuran.

Naked revenge!

Chu Zihang had to admit that this feeling was indeed not pleasant.

"I feel comfortable. I finally feel comfortable after a little exchange of gifts. To be honest, if you didn't come here specially to whet my appetite, I would have ignored it." Mo Qiuran looked happy and stood up, waving his hand. "Shall I show you around? This is your first time to come to my house."

The house where Mo Qiuran lives is not big. It is not spotlessly clean, but there is no peculiar smell, which is normal.

In fact, Chu Zihang has always had a question, which is how Mo Qiuran got this house.

Even though he is a kid from a wealthy family, Chu Zihang has certain ideas about money. No matter how much prize money Mo Qiuran gets from the competition, it should not be enough to buy a house.

However, if Mo Qiuran didn't take the initiative to talk about this kind of thing, Chu Zihang wouldn't ask about it either.

"Look, this is the kitchen, that is the bathroom... This is my bedroom. It doesn't look like there's anything good to see. It's such a small place... Do you want me to show you my paintings?" Mo Qiuran changed his words five seconds after he finished showing Chu Zihang around.

"Okay." Chu Zihang nodded. Of course he knew that Mo Qiuran was drawing, because during class Mo Qiuran was either writing novels, sleeping, or drawing. After he finished his drawings, he would often show them to Chu Zihang. They were usually characters from anime or games, but there were also some that he didn't recognize.

"It's all here," Mo Qiuran grabbed the large stack of A4 papers and handed them to Chu Zihang, "Look at it first, let me see where to put the PS2 and the screen!"

Then Mo Qiuran went to open the two big boxes that Chu Zihang brought.

Chu Zihang turned over the stack of A4 papers and was about to read them one by one, but stopped at the first page.

It’s not because the painting is so good.

This is actually a really good painting.