Collapse: Black Moonlight Turns White, Popular Four-Star Character

Dan Feng doesn't want to listen to stories at all. Why does he always turn into a riddle man? In response to this, Yannian said, "Young man, in Hamiyu's world, if a person's character is well-established, he is not a god if he doesn't tell riddles."

Behind every peak role, there must have been a riddler.

Yannian once analyzed the popular characters in Hamiyou's series, and they basically all followed this principle.

"You know too little about the outside world. If you don't work harder, how can you approach him, a sea patroller? How can you guide the Vidyadhara to connect with the galaxy?"

"Learn, before the fusion of souls and the floating life take the lead."

"During this period, you must have other things to do... Dan Feng, what are you struggling with? Why don't you completely inherit Long Zun's power?" Yan asked in a young voice.

"Don't worry about it. How many stories are there in total?"

"Seven."

"How about telling me where Nian Yan is right after you finish speaking?" Dan Feng's eyes were filled with impatience, and his expressionless face was filled with coldness and indifference.

He wanted to see what tricks the person in front of him could play.

"Deal—but if you don't complete the tasks I assigned you during this phase, the story will be postponed. In the end, you will become... the person I remember."

Yannian's words became quieter and quieter as he spoke later. Danfeng hummed in confusion, but before he could react, he was hit on the head by the book.

"Go eat, and then start studying." Yannian narrowed his eyes slightly, deliberately putting on a haughty expression, and joked, "Don't blame me for corporal punishment if you can't finish it."

"Don't make the same expression as him, it's disgusting."

Dan Feng glanced sideways and snorted coldly.

Yannian stood in the shadows, smiled, and said in a trance, "Pretend to be him. Are you scared?"

"That's impossible." Dan Feng turned his head slightly, a sarcastic arc appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"If you lied to me, who cares who you are?"

"Go to hell with Fusheng."

Yannian watched Danfeng leave silently, picked up the book, and thought about where to start teaching.

Are you kidding? Yannian was brought up in fear, so these harsh words are nothing.

After Danfeng finished breakfast, the two sat down across from each other at the sandalwood desk, on which was an open book. Yannian waved his folding fan, his eyes fixed on the book, his voice low and gentle.

"To understand the principles of the galaxy, one must first observe the surrounding situation."

"The Dragon Ancestor's memories will tell you about the history of the Immortal Boat. There were nine celestial ships... Luofu, Xuling, Fanghu, Yaoqing, Zhuming, Yuque, Cangcheng, Daiyu, and Yuanjiao. Among them, Cangcheng..."

The folding fan moved slowly across the words in the scroll, neither fast nor slow.

The ebony edge of the folding fan gently slid across the pages of the book, making a rustling sound. Dan Feng felt uncomfortable all over. He raised his eyes to look at Yannian, and the more he looked, the more awkward he felt.

The young man, who was a head taller than him, lowered his eyebrows, his eyes were deep and reserved, as if his former arrogance was no longer there.

The green hair was gently lifted by the breeze, embellished with a knot of immortality. Every word seemed to have been precipitated by years, just like a true teacher.

He still couldn't accept it.

He wouldn't be used to being beaten by Fu Sheng before.

But Yannian didn't care what he thought and taught the class according to the plan. After the content was finished, he threw the book down and let Danfeng prepare it by himself.

"Wait a minute, leave a few more copies. I want to know the news about Nian Yan as soon as possible."

Yannian was about to leave when Danfeng pursed her lips, suppressed the discomfort in her heart, and reached out to Yannian.

"I didn't bring it today, I'll bring it to you tomorrow." Yan Nian coughed, adjusted his sleeves, and said a few words.

"A teacher is someone who teaches, accepts students, and resolves doubts."

"If you don't understand something, ask me immediately. In addition to textbook knowledge, you also need to play chess with me to cultivate your character."

"Beyond victory or defeat, everything else is cultivation."

After pretending to be so, Yannian left with satisfaction. Danfeng was in deep thought, trying to stop looking at the joke - could he really be a master of learning?

Yannian expressed frustration that his favorability hadn't changed at all.

It's normal. After all, no matter what he does, it's not Danfeng's view of Fusheng that is corrected.

"Dead end."

"Is it a dead end?"

Yannian stopped beside an old locust tree. The trunk was thick and the bark was rough. Time had carved countless grooves on it, but once it was cut off, all the traces would be reduced to zero.

Just like everything about Xianzhou, Jingnian, Feiyu, and Yu Mo, all will disappear.

"Did Qiong give the blade to that dead wood hairpin?" Yannian reached out and touched the old locust tree, suddenly remembering something.

The withered wood hairpin contains Yu Mo's remaining soul, which is his clone. If he wants to survive, he only has the Vermillion Bird Feather on Jing Liu.

After he returns, in addition to dealing with Jing Yuan, he also has to make a choice about Yu Mo's life or death.

According to common sense, Yu Mo must die.

However, after several encounters with Ren, Yannian felt uneasy, and leaving Yu Mo to take the blame was a good option.

It seems too early to think about these things now... Yannian laughed. At this rate of progress, he might not be able to go back.

The chirping of cicadas in the trees rises and falls, adding an eerie sound to the quiet scene.

"Boss, what are you thinking about?"

"It's time to eat. Your teaching to Danfeng was too long today."

A familiar voice came from his ears, Yannian tilted his head and met Dankun's eyes that were filled with worry.

Dankun twisted his hands tightly together. Yannian's condition was not right just now. He saw something. His boss was staring at the tree in a daze alone.

According to the unofficial history he had read, one day, the Pure and Beautiful Star God was extremely thirsty, but unfortunately, he was in the wild and could only eat grasshoppers and drink river water.

Walking to the river, he looked at the surface of the water and was shocked by her appearance. He exclaimed, "What a beauty! No, I will never allow anyone to be more beautiful than me."

Then, the Pure and Beautiful Star God pulled out the magic mirror from his crotch and said, "Aha, aha, who is the most beautiful being in this sea of ​​stars?"

The magic mirror smiled evilly, "Oh - my dear God, of course it's the one in the water, a hundred times more beautiful than you. The moonlight flows on it, turning into His veil, it's simply indescribable."

After hearing this, Chunmei was filled with jealousy and turned around and jumped into the river, determined to destroy the most beautiful existence and take back her position.

From then on, the pure and beautiful star god disappeared, the magic mirror won the MVP, and Aha was the winner without any effort.

By analogy, the boss would not die by hitting a tree. No matter what the reason, in the end the tree is the MVP and Danfeng is the winner without any effort.

"Boss, please don't think too much. Danfeng can't just win without doing anything--" Dankun pounced and hugged Yannian's thigh. Yannian's face turned black. What nonsense! This guy's imagination is even more developed than his.

"Let go and go back to eat."