100 ways to trick a boy into going to sleep

Chapter 1217 Twelve Hours

Jin Huan saw this scene as soon as she got off the bus.

At the same time, the colorful man also carried the scent of a scriptbook.

Tsk...

So this person is probably holding an old-fashioned Mary Sue/saintly male protagonist script.

The most amazing thing about the script book is that people around it will unconsciously enter into the reasonable plot and become NPCs in that plot as long as they get close.

It's difficult for ordinary people to change the course of a story unless the other party's luck can surpass that of the chosen one.

However, in the past, only one Chosen One would appear, the one who was the epitome of destiny. Even Jin Huan had to put in some effort to kill him.

But this time... four books came at once, and the four chosen ones divided that portion of fortune equally, so naturally none of them were that powerful.

Even so, apart from himself, only Shi Qingsong could barely withstand the impact.

Others, such as Shi Qingqing, already showed infatuation in their eyes.

Soon, screams of adoration erupted from the crowd.

"Cherry Blossom Ice, Azure Sorrow, Jiu, look here, I love you!"

"Aaaaaaah! Cherry Blossom Ice - Azure Sorrow - Nine!"

"Jiu, look at me! Look at me!"

Jin Huan looked at the crowd in surprise.

So screams really do exist!

The narration and cheers in those Mary Sue novels would turn into a series of shockingly bad swords when projected into reality. "I heard that Mr. Jiu is the young master behind the Shi family."

"The Shi family has developed into what it is today entirely thanks to Mr. Jiu!"

"It must be incredibly lucky to be able to see Mr. Jiu."

"I don't know why Mr. Jiu came here this time. I really hope he came to choose a follower. If my child could become Mr. Jiu's follower in this life, I would die without regrets!"

A barrage of effusive and exaggerated praise poured out, to the point that even Shi Qingsong began to doubt his own ears.

The Shi family's success today is the result of ten years of hard work and dedication by its members. What does it have to do with this non-mainstream phenomenon?

Besides, he didn't know this guy named Jiu at all, yet the people around him praised him so highly.

The old man and woman came out to greet him personally, leaning on their canes. Shi Qingqing's eyes were filled with adoration and fervor. Even her usually proud and arrogant younger brother, Shi Qingming, was very respectful at this moment.

When someone acts abnormally, it's called being possessed by an evil spirit, but given the current situation, surely not everyone is possessed by an evil spirit!

He subconsciously looked down to see the little girl's reaction.

The moment their eyes met, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, Huanhuan is the same as me.

But the next second, the colorful man seemed to sense something and turned around to look at them.

Only then did the family members follow the man's gaze and see Shi Qingsong and Jin Huan standing not far away.

"Ah Song, come quickly and pay your respects to Mr. Jiu."

That's why there wasn't a single normal person present; otherwise, they wouldn't have been unable to utter a single word of Shi Qing and Song Lei's name with just a simple sentence in the Imperial language.

Even if we only consider that Zhou family member from the capital who came over, there's no need to use the word "pay respects"! The multicolored man walked past Shi Qingsong, his ethereal gaze gently landing on Jin Huan.

The next second, his thin lips curved slightly, his eyes holding a hint of coldness, a touch of wicked charm, and a possessive determination: "I've found you, my little bride."

Shi Qingsong's brows hadn't furrowed so tightly in a long time. He immediately stepped in front of the little girl and watched the person warily.

At the same time, the bodyguards around the seven-colored man also approached the two with fierce eyes and a strong sense of oppression.

The malice in his expression was completely undisguised.

"Smack..."

Jin Huan snapped her fingers lightly.

In an instant, the three-kilometer-wide barrier shrouded by the Book of Scripts shattered!

Everything is back to normal...