I Became a God in a Horror Game: 427, challenge

The day of the challenge.

Mu Sicheng woke up from the dormitory, put on his clothes in a daze, squeezed toothpaste on himself, brushed his teeth and washed his face, after a simple wash, Mu Sicheng opened his mouth and yawned, tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes, Out of the corner of his eye, he inadvertently glanced at the messy desktop that he hadn't been able to clean up after reviewing the whole night.

There is a small calendar in the corner of the desktop, which was given to him by Liu Huai before.

Mu Sicheng is a big hahaha, he doesn't have the habit of using the calendar to record, and even forgets some key exams, but Liu Huai has always been careful in doing things, and he marked them on the calendar. Some important lab reports were finally submitted with deadlines and exam deadlines for each subject, and then placed in the corner of Mu Sicheng's desk.

The reminder on the last line of the calendar is that the exam time has already passed, followed by the reminder of the make-up exam date added by Mu Sicheng himself.

Mu Sicheng looked at the calendar and walked up slowly. He lowered his head and tapped the date on the calendar with a red pen, and said to himself: "One, two... seven, seven days. "

"I haven't stolen anything in reality for seven days."

Mu Sicheng's pen paused.

...After meeting Bai Liu, because of such and such a messy situation, he never seemed to have kleptomaniac in reality.

If she is still there, I know he won't be able to steal anything for a week...

Maybe very naively and very seriously draw him a little red flower on the discipline line.

Mu Sicheng slowly clenched the hand holding the red pen. He lowered his eyes and let out a soft snort. He raised his hand and casually drew a small red flower under today's date. Putting on the hat of the coat, pushing the door of the dormitory and going out.

The wind slipped in through the cracks of the open windows, blowing the page of the calendar with scribbled red flowers in the corner of the desk, and it was about to turn over.

Under the little red flower, there is also a dirty and sticky homeless man and an arrogant monkey who is laughing loudly, and next to it is written - [The homeless man and the monkey] the first show date of the challenge!

Mu Ke sits at the dining table and slowly drinks porridge with a porcelain spoon. Opposite him are his parents who are silent and look a little worried.

It was Father Mu who opened his mouth first. He clenched his fist and coughed a little tensely: "Muke, it's like this. You asked for the money before and I approved it for your company. Dad, too. I don't care if you can make it back, as long as you just care about it."

"Daddy wants to discuss something with you today."

Mu Ke put down the porcelain spoon, wiped his mouth with a paper towel, then calmly raised his chin, and looked at his father who was looking forward to him.

From the beginning of his memory, his father gave him whatever he wanted, and almost never held him accountable for the consequences of his self-willed love, even if sometimes some things would walk on the edge of gray, would His father didn't care about burying people.

Muke always thought that to treat him so well, his father must love him, and the people around him also told him so.

But there is another situation, that is, his father does not expect him to do anything worthwhile, and he has already prepared for it, so how can he It's okay to fall.

And this is the first time Mu Keke can remember that his father looked at him with such expectant eyes.

"Xiao Ke." His father said, "I'm a child outside, just one year younger than you, and I want to take him back."

Mu Ke said lightly: "Just one year younger?"

His father coughed in embarrassment: "Xiao Ke, don't get me wrong, I really didn't want to give birth to this child because of congenital heart disease after you were born. This child was just an accident. At that time, I drank..."

"Mom also knows." His father looked at his mother next to him, "As soon as I came back, I admitted my mistake to your mother. My mother was angry with me for a long time and once wanted to divorce me. , but in the end he forgave me and did not let the other party hit the child."

"After all, the child is innocent. In the end, my mother decided to raise it with me, so this child was raised outside by my mother and me."

His mother raised her head, looked at Mu Ke with complicated eyes, and finally nodded slowly: "That child is also very understanding, cute, and about the same age as you, mother is really I can't bear it."

Muke's eyelids dropped lightly: "I like children who are one year younger than me. You can regenerate yourself."

He froze and raised his eyes: "Is it because you are afraid that the second one of you two will be a defective product like me, so you found someone else?"

The whole dinner table was silent.

Mufu took a deep breath: "Xiao Ke, you are our first child, we have a deep affection for you, and we have always treated you kindly, and have kept that child outside for so many years. , I never let you know, just because I was afraid that if you knew, your heart would feel uncomfortable and you would go out.”

"I will tell you now that your condition has improved."

"If you want money, I will give you money. I will support whatever you want. After so many years, I have never said a word to you, but I am in this position. Can people do what I do?" Father Mu looked deeply into Mu Ke's eyes, "Do you know that people with your disease would have died long ago?"

The embarrassment on Mu Ke's face became bigger: "If you want to say no to me, it must be when I was first born?"

"You must have thought many times, if I were like those who got sick, I would have died earlier."

"Mu Ke—!" Father Mu slapped the table angrily, and slapped him hard, "What a bastard!"

Muke slapped his face to one side, the corner of his mouth was bleeding slowly, his side face became red and swollen in an instant, he groaned in a low voice, sticking out the tip of his tongue to lick the blood from the corner of his mouth , Turning around to Mu Fu, he was gentle and elegant: "But I am so good, it is such a pity to die."

"Dad, you must have thought many times, if only your illegitimate child was as outstanding as me, you wouldn't have to choose between us so painfully."

"It's a pity that he can't compare with me." Mu Ke slowly pushed the chair and stood up. A mediocre waste, the one who lives short is too talented."

"But even so, you have finally made a choice now."

Muke lowered his eyelashes and said calmly, "It's more important to live long."

"You take him back home." Mu Ke politely bowed to his parents, then walked out.

"Xiao Ke." Father Mu suddenly said, his tone was slow and tired, "It was Dad's fault just now, I... shouldn't hit you so hard."

"But you have to know, you don't know when you will leave. Your mother and I dare not, and we can't put all our precious things and feelings on a dying person like you. If you change someone else, he wouldn't dare to place a bargaining chip on you."

"We have to plan for our future."

Mufu's voice became heavy, he said:

"You should be content, Xiao Ke."

Muke's back paused, he hummed calmly, pushed the door and left: "I will find someone who is willing to bet on me."

Tang Erda was the first to arrive at the conference room.

It was Liu Jiayi who walked behind her. She tidied herself up very energetically, with a tight ponytail tied on top of her hips. It looked like she had used all her strength to pull Liu Jiayi's eyes to the sides. Immediately eyeballed, she looked at Tang Er and pointed to her buttocks: "Can you loosen it for me? It's too tight."

Tang Erda pulled twice clumsily.

Liu Jiayi paused speechlessly: "It's tighter." Her eyes were about to pull two slits.

Xiang Chunhua loves to comb her this kind of tight high ponytail for ten minutes, but Liu Jiayi can't accept it, but every time the other party holds the comb and asks with anticipation if she needs to comb it for her. When...

Liu Jiayi couldn't think of a word of rejection.

In short, it's better than her brother.

Three minutes later, Mu Sicheng kicked the door in. When he saw Liu Jiayi's little braid that was pulled to the side, he began to mock loudly: "What a shame, you! What an unorthodox look! "

Liu Jiayi rolled her eyes and said, "Tang Er called me to do something like this, hurry up and help me do it, and I will go on stage to accompany Bai Liu to draw lots later."

Mu Sicheng glanced at Tang Erda contemptuously, then rolled up his sleeves, gearing up: "It's Captain Tang, he can't even tie a little girl's pigtails well, look at me!"

Fifteen minutes later.

Liu Jiayi looked at her face in the mirror blankly, looking like a chicken coop, she raised the corners of her mouth: "Can't even tie a little girl's pigtails well?"

Mu Sicheng withdrew from Liu Jiayi's scope of the mirror with a guilty conscience, and moved his eyes outward: "Anyone knows what they are not good at..."

Two minutes later, Mu Ke opened the door and walked in.

Tang Erda and Mu Sicheng looked at Mu Ke as if asking for help. Mu Ke and Liu Jiayi, who was sitting on a chair full of chicken coops, looked at each other, and immediately stepped forward with understanding: " Let me help."

An hour later.

Liu Jiayi looked at Mu Ke, who was combing her hair carefully one by one, with a deadened heart: "Isn't it alright?"

Muke shook his head solemnly: "It will take about three hours, I'm putting a hair mask on your split hair, otherwise it won't be smooth when you tie it up. "

"..." Liu Jiayi fell on the table with empty eyes, "I just want to tie a small braid..."

Muke shook his head in disapproval: "You are very popular, you should take care of every strand of hair properly."

"I'd better wait for Bailiu to get it for me." Liu Jiayi jumped on the chair, kicked her legs and spun around, keeping a distance from Mu Kela, holding her complex face and sighing contemptuously, "You guys Three men with an average age of 30 years, how could they not even put a braid on a kid like me? Is it difficult?"

"Are all men so uncoordinated?"

Tang Er frowned and retorted: "Su Chao is very good at this."

"Nonsense, he's already married and has children, so of course he's good at it..." Liu Jiayi squinted and paused subtly, "Ni Shen is also very good at this, and he can do different styles."

"Is this a special skill of married men?"

As soon as Liu Jiayi finished speaking, Bai Liu pushed the door open and walked in. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Liu Jiayi, who was sitting cross-legged on a chair, and looked up to see Liu Jiayi's ponytail, which Tang Erda pulled crookedly to the right, was embedded in the Mu Sicheng made out the ponytail in the chicken coop.

He reached out his hand to untie the ponytail naturally, combed Mu Ke twice with his five fingers to achieve half of the maintenance hair, quickly gathered the surrounding broken hair, divided it into three strands and overlapped twice , loosen the rubber band hanging on the wrist, and tie it up easily.

A simple, quick, and tight braid was done, and the whole process took no more than three minutes.

Liu Jiayi: "..."

Tang Erda: "..."

Mu Sicheng: "..."

Muke: "..."

Bai Liu looked at the team members who looked at him with strange expressions, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why do you look at me with such an expression that I seem to be a good wife and mother?"