Rebirth of the National Male God

Si Huang still kept his eyes open, looking at the scattered spots of light emerging from the branches and leaves of the forest, his throat moved with difficulty.

"think!"

It was the word that came out.

hoarse.

After these words came out, two lines of turbid tears poured out of Si Huang's eyes.

Yes, the instincts of her body cannot be deceived by thoughts. Even if the misfortune and pain turned into this pathetic appearance, she still wanted to live.

She wants to live, she has to live no matter what, she has to watch it with her own eyes, and push all those who hurt her to hell with her own hands, so that they can also taste the pain she has suffered! There's more...more...I want to really live, I want to do things that I can't do if I want to be crazy!

When Si Huang's wide eyes lost their luster, when he woke up again, he had returned to his sixteen-year-old whipped and feverish self.

In the past three days, her high fever has subsided, and the injury on her back has slightly improved. That voice has been accompanying her, urging her to quickly build her faith.

"My energy can only continue to maintain your lifespan for ten days. If you can't gain faith within ten days, not only will you die, but I will also disappear." The voice claiming to be Five Treasures is still urging in Si Huang's ear, " If you didn't happen to die on me, blood soaked into me..."

Sihuang interrupted it, "If it's not like this, you don't know how many years you will have to wait for an heir who can merge."

"Do you know how difficult faith is to do? You only have ten days! Ten days!"

Wubao almost gave up hope, but as Si Huang said, it has waited for hundreds or thousands of years, and finally met a person who can integrate the inheritance of the Wujue son, and he was reluctant to give up. I don't want to disappear by myself. "Your current situation is very bad. Anyone with some strength can kill you. Don't you want to become stronger? As long as you get faith, you can not only maintain your life, but also get more good things. Stuff! As long as you can get faith!"

"Pfft." Si Huang narrowed his eyes happily.

Wubao's immature voice was frantic and said words like an advertisement. Si Huang not only didn't feel annoyed, but also enjoyed it. That's what it's like to be a freshman, she's at an age when nothing can change, she's clean now...yes! very clean!

There was a frantic obsession in Si Huang's eyes.

On the bustling streets, the people who went back and forth unconsciously turned their attention to the boy who was walking leisurely. Many young people even picked up their mobile phones to take pictures and whispered to guess whether the other party was an idol star.

Si Huang, who is the spotlight, is not unaware of the situation caused by her. Not only does she not feel uncomfortable, but the corners of her slightly raised mouth draw a more obvious arc, and she looks sideways at the three girls who are stopping by the road and taking pictures here. look.

The three women who took the candid photos were stunned when they saw the man shown in the camera lens.

The sunshine is not as good as that perfect smiling face, with soothing eyebrows and eyes, black eyes squinting, like a clear spring permeated with sunlight, staring at you deeply and tenderly, the smile at the corner of the mouth is inclusive and a little careless proud.

He was wearing a black, gray and blue autumn outfit, and a simple three-piece suit outlined his proportions, which was more slender than his actual height. The background is a prosperous street, high-rise buildings and people who turn their heads and follow him with their eyes.

This doesn't look like a photo taken casually, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a street shot of a supermodel.

The three still looked like students, and the girls who were about the same age as Si Huang were all staying where they were. When they came back to their senses, put down their phones, and excitedly wanted to see the real man, they found that the other party had already gone away and disappeared. in the crowd.

"Ah ah ah! Which new model is this? Or a movie star? Why haven't I seen it before! I decided, he is my male god!" After watching it repeatedly, my face turned red with excitement.

"Quick, give me this photo, I'm going to post it on a V-blog! Human flesh, absolutely want human flesh! It's impossible for no one to know about this beauty after debut!"

"I want too! I want to use him as a computer screen and lick the screen every day! Su is dead, really Su is dead!"

The scream of the five treasures resounded in Sihuang's mind, who had already gone away: "What did you just do? I missed such an important thing, why did the Faith value rise! Although it is very weak, it may disappear at any time, but it has risen! It's fucking up!"

Wubao felt that the world was mysterious, and tried to recall every minute and second of Si Huang just now, but did not find that she had done anything great.

Sihuang asked calmly, "How much did it go up?"

"Three o'clock." Wubao answered honestly.

Sihuang nodded.

Wubao: "Why? Why? Why? Tell me! Tell me! Tell me!"

Sihuang laughed: "You said that belief is people's fanatical love and admiration for me. The more people sincerely want me to live, the longer I can live."

"That's right! This is faith, the purest and most magical spiritual power in the world."

"Those three points of faith come to those three girls."

"What did you do to them?"

"Hmm." Si Huang pursed his lips and smiled, "Smile."

"……that's it?"

"that's it."

Five treasures collapsed.

The master who created it in those days, the master Wu Jue, went to the mountain of knives and the oil pan for the people, cut meat to feed the eagle, sacrificed himself to save the world, etc., only to obtain the pitiful belief value, and it was even more careful when using it...

Without waiting for the Five Treasures to think more, he was dazed by the following belief value.

"You, you, what have you done? Why is the belief value rising again, ah! Ten o'clock, eleven o'clock... twenty o'clock..."

Sihuang thought for a while and guessed, "There is a thing in this world called the Internet."

Wubao: "..." Is the Internet a magic horse? A terrible artifact?

Sihuang's destination is the school she is studying, the most famous Huaxing Art School in H City.

Not only her, but even Si Hua is also a student of this school. However, Si Hua majored in film and television performance and management, while Si Huang majored in dance calligraphy.

A girl learning dance and calligraphy is indeed a good major that can improve her social status and temperament, especially for girls born in wealthy families who don't have to worry about the quality of life. But everyone seems to have forgotten that Sihuang's identity on the ID card is male, and she has always been a male in the eyes of outsiders. How useful is it for a man to learn dance and calligraphy for his future?