Tang Yao looked up at the scorching sun, this guy was still muddy in the early morning, waking up from time to time, after noon, he seemed to be beaten with chicken blood and hung in the sky to shine, so that Tang Yao saw the desire to survive in the sky, Tang Yao then thought of herself, if she was the unlucky sun in the sky, if she knew her end early on, how could she escape from the arrows of her descendants and become the only sun in this world.

Legend has it that the last sun was kept from Hou Yi's hands under the persuasion of Yao Xiaozhi with reason and emotion. So the question is, which great god will come to rescue Tang Yao in the mortal world?

Tang Yao patted his head, so that his brain hole that had spread out wantonly could get on the right track. The most unreliable thing in this world is to rely on others, rather than pinning your hopes on someone who is unrealistic, it is better to abide by your duty, be strict with yourself, and let others not find thorns. At the beginning, if the nine sons of the sun had followed the rules and did not come out to mess around, they would not have aroused the anger of the people, and there would have been no Hou Yi to come out to do the right thing for the sky.

"What's wrong with you, is your head sick?" Luoyang saw Tang Yao hammer his head several times, thinking that Tang Yao was uncomfortable, he stepped forward half a step forward and asked with concern.

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay, my head was buzzing just now, I guess it's stuffy, just a few pounds." Tang Yao said, and knocked on his head twice, trying to knock out all the unrealistic ideas left in his head.

"Then let's go back to the cafeteria, it's hot and stuffy today, and it may not rain until tomorrow." As soon as Luoyang Shovel proposed this, Tang Yao hurriedly waved his hand, and the curiosity that had just been knocked away by Tang Yao instantly gathered together.

Tang Yao took the script in Luoyang's shovel hand and said, "No, no, I'll just look at the script at night, let's have dinner tomorrow, and after eating, we can go to the auditorium and follow the words." We are old partners, familiar with each other's style routines and hosting styles, there is no need to leave half a day for the script, how big a matter it is to memorize the script, and it will take half a day, so it seems that we are very unprofessional, and there is also a suspicion of evading the farmer, not worth it. ”

Tang Yao said categorically, took the table and walked towards the team, Luoyang Shovel stood in place for a few seconds, and followed Tang Yao to the large army, but Tang Yao hadn't taken a few steps back when he saw Gao Ming walking towards him with a sad face.

"Tang Yao, my inspiration has also dried up, what should I do? I can't write a word, you know? What kind of disaster is this, my life has become black and white since then, there is no orange, yellow, red, green, blue, purple, no color, no tone, no tone, no vitality, no meaning, if the world has no meaning, what should I do if I am left alone? This is how I am good, how I am good. As soon as Gao Ming came up, he crackled and said a call, the words were reversed, there was no thinking and no logic, as if he wanted to find an outlet, and poured out all the indignation and anxiety in his heart, not to trace the source, just to listen, and he didn't care that there was a male classmate behind Tang Yao - Luoyang Shovel.