MTL - Don’t Covet the Beautiful System!!-Chapter 11

After five o'clock in the afternoon, the teacher's meeting ended, and the school leaders and teachers left the meeting room one after another, and walked to the teaching building that was full of people at the moment.

"It's rare that I don't have to worry about those **** for half an afternoon. It's so easy."

"I don't know how the hygiene of the group of people in our class is doing. I have to check the dry area in a while."

The teachers chatted in twos and threes, and Zhou Fang was at the end of the line, feeling uneasy.

The school leaders will also check the students' hygiene situation by the way, and they will soon go to the floor where the third class is, and they don't know what they will do.

Zhou Fang guessed that everyone might have conflicts with Pei Qingyuan, so she told the usually obedient labor committee member in advance to cooperate with the monitor, but she still had no idea what these children were thinking.

Seeing her serious expression, the teacher next to her nudged her with his elbow and whispered, "Mr. Zhou, is that transfer student in your class?"

"Ah." Zhou Fang came back to her senses, "Yes."

"Can he get along with the students in your class?" The teacher obviously heard the gossip that was circulating on campus today. "It's really troublesome. These kids have to worry a lot, don't they?"

"That's right." Zhou Fang sighed for a long time, "Yesterday he was elected monitor..."

Before she finished speaking, the head of the school at the front stopped. He didn't know what he saw. He was silent for a while, and asked, "Is this a student from Class Three, Senior Three?"

Zhou Fang was startled, and hurried forward a few steps, thinking that what she was worried about had indeed happened.

Then she saw the front of the crowd. There was a student squatting at the door of the men's toilet wiping the tiles, and another student next to him was instructing him: "The second tile in the lower right corner hasn't been wiped clean yet."

Zhou Fang almost thought she was wrong, and subconsciously rubbed her eyes.

Under the supervision of Pei Qingyuan, the study committee member Lin Zihai honestly cleaned up.

The school leaders looked around and nodded with satisfaction: "The students in Class Three and Class Three are very good. They can be so focused on hygiene, and they will definitely make great progress in their studies."

Compared with the noisy playing and doing in other classes, the third class is extraordinarily quiet here.

Everyone stayed at their posts and worked hard. Occasionally, some people talked in a low voice, and after they finished talking, they worked harder, obviously exchanging experience.

If the teachers got closer, they might have heard what the students were saying clearly.

"Lin Zihai is a traitor! He cleans the toilet so seriously, who is he showing!"

"Is he sick? Tell us not to cooperate with the squad leader, but he slipped and knelt first, and I was so mad. Did he deliberately play us?!"

The anger of these unlucky **** had nowhere to vent, so they had to vent on the rags and brooms.

The school leader looked at Pei Qingyuan, who was well supervised, and asked, "Are you the class leader of class three? What's your name?"

Pei Qingyuan replied very politely: "Hello, teacher, I'm Pei Qingyuan, the monitor of Class Three, Senior Three."

The school leader had heard this name before, and he remembered that it was a student sent in by Pei Minghong, a well-known financial entrepreneur in the province. Are you used to it?"

Pei Qingyuan said without changing his face: "No. 2 Middle School is very good, and the students take good care of me, especially Lin Zihai, the study committee member in our class. During this general cleaning, in order to support my work, he offered to clean the side of the corridor. toilets, share the most tiring work for everyone.”

Hearing this, a group of teachers praised Lin Zihai, who was diligently cleaning the tiles.

Lin Zihai never expected that Pei Qingyuan would turn black and white in front of his face. He was very angry, but he didn't dare to show it under the eyes of everyone.

He had just wanted to resist Pei Qingyuan, who was pointing and annoyed him to death, but he didn't expect this group of teachers to come, which made him unable to express his suffering and dare not vent his anger, so he could only force himself to show his face. An awkward yet polite smile.

Looking at the harmonious picture in front of her, Zhou Fang was almost moved.

It seems that she was completely paranoid yesterday.

Zhou Fang immediately added to the school leaders: "Student Lin Zihai usually has good grades, and he often solves problems for the teacher. He also has a sense of teamwork and takes great care of the new students. Yesterday, he offered to let Pei Qingyuan, who has excellent overall qualities, be the class monitor. Woolen cloth."

The students in the third class who were cleaning the glass next to them listened to Teacher Zhou's words, and for some reason, their hands became more vigorous, and they wiped out an aura that was incompatible with the glass.

For the first time, Lin Zihai felt that the teacher's praise was so difficult.

He was afraid that he would not be able to hold back his expression, so he gritted his teeth and turned around, wiped the tiles vigorously, and created a lively working atmosphere with those students who were also full of heart.

Seeing this, the school leader took a step forward with satisfaction: "Then we won't bother the students in class three to do hygiene. Teacher Zhou has taught well and trained the students well..."

The group continued to walk to other classes. Zhou Fang, who was praised, was radiant. When passing by Lin Zihai, she encouraged him in a low voice: "Well done, keep it up!"

Lin Zihai's face turned dark, and he was about to vomit to death.

If the time could be restarted, he would definitely not play with his mobile phone yesterday.

Which traitor was it that quietly turned against Pei Qingyuan and reported on it!

If he finds out, he will have nothing to do with this traitor!

The little robot Ji Tong, trapped in the soft recliner, sneezed happily.

The breeze was blowing all around and the grass was green. He was lazily basking in the sun with his cute plush doll in his arms, while enjoying TV content by the way.

Ji Tong also intentionally zoomed in on Lin Zihai's distorted and distorted expression, which is simply too beautiful.

He is now leisurely staying in Pei Qingyuan's emotional zone, and officially started his host's emotional transformation plan, adding some things to this place, and trying to see if he can fundamentally appease the host's emotions in the future.

At this moment, although Pei Qingyuan did not talk to the system, he vaguely felt a wave of happiness.

He didn't know what was going on in his mind, but he was inexplicably sure that Ji Tong should be in a good mood now.

Even with him he was in a bright mood.

Pei Qingyuan walked through the classroom and walked to the other dry-work areas in charge of the third class, checking the progress of the students' labor.

His system seems to enjoy watching these scenes.

Encouraged by Ji Tong, Pei Qingyuan did not participate in today's general cleaning, but walked around to criticize others, which was quite relaxed. So compared with the other students who are disheartened at the moment, he can be said to be strolling in the garden.

The slender boy in the sun is handsome and dazzling, Ji Tong seized the opportunity to secretly take a few precious photos of the host, put them in his electronic photo album for collection, and then send a message to Fang Hao to teach him.

[System 0587: Xiaohao, I don't think it's enough to just be crazy, and you need to be outsmarted appropriately. ]

For example, the host did a great job of sowing discord today.

Fang Hao, who was probably in a daze in the consciousness space like him, quickly responded to the message.

[System 0499: Oh. ]

[System 0499: Why don't you call me brother Hao? ]

...What a naive elementary school student.

[System 0587: Xiaohao, Xiaohao, Xiaohao, trumpet, trumpet, small consumption%&@#]

A happy day ended with bickering with elementary school students.

On the second day, Pei Qingyuan basically achieved peaceful coexistence with the students in the class. The other students thought that Lin Zihai had taken the lead in rebellion, so they would not take the initiative to provoke trouble again. The reputation of Lin Zihai's love for new students was already known by all the teachers in the school. It made him afraid to do any small tricks, and he simply focused on finding out that nasty traitor.

All in all, except for Pei Qingyuan and Ji Tong, no one knew what happened, but they recognized the new monitor in a daze.

In the evening, Pei Qingyuan went to the basketball team for trial training at the time agreed with Fu Chengze.

Because Fu Chengze had greeted everyone in advance, the members of the basketball team treated Pei Qingyuan fairly friendly, but this kind of friendliness shown under the threat of force, when Pei Qingyuan shot the fifth three-pointer, It quickly turned into heartfelt admiration.

The soles of the shoes hit the smooth sports floor with a palpitating sound, and the figure of constantly dodging and jumping in the field was light and powerful. Most of the muscular men in the basketball team were stunned, only Ji Tong sighed quietly while watching.

The host is good at sports, good at studying, and smart, but unfortunately, he has a bad life experience, which is worthy of being beautiful and strong.

Pei Qingyuan's basketball skills are quite good, which shocked the coaches who were watching. He thought that this seemingly quiet student was just going through the motions, but he didn't expect that he was really a good seed.

Coach Xu couldn't help but patted Fu Chengze on the head beside him, and praised: "Your boy has finally done something serious. I think we have something to play in this city competition."

Fu Chengze was still dazed by Pei Qingyuan's smooth operation. After he was dazed for a while, he touched his head and said stupidly: "Thanks to his brother..."

If Ji Tong hadn't taken the initiative to stop him that morning, maybe he was still trying to find a way to vent his anger on Pei Yan.

After listening to him tell the general story, Coach Xu realized that there was such a story behind it. He shook his head with emotion, and cared a little more about this good seedling.

So Pei Qingyuan finished the trial training and walked off the basketball court panting, the first sentence he heard was: "Xiao Pei, bring your brother over to play when you have time."

Pei Qingyuan:?

Ji Tong:! !ヾ(@^▽^@)ノ

He has quickly made a list of night snacks that will make Fu Chengze bleed out.

The hot pot grilled skewers, spicy crayfish, beer and coke that he always misses in his dreams are all thanks to Fu Chengze.

But because Pei Qingyuan's growth rate is too low, Ji Tong's human form can only last for one hour every day.

Time is precious, use it wisely.

For twenty minutes in the morning, he would sit on the back of Pei Qingyuan's bicycle to buy pancakes. After the two finished eating together, he would find an inconspicuous place to disappear and return to the host's consciousness space.

For forty minutes at night, Ji Tong decided to show up at the end of the basketball team's training, so that he could enjoy the vigorous posture of the male high school students in a relatively relaxed atmosphere, while working hard to deflate Fu Chengze's wallet, and then accompany him Take Pei Qingyuan home together.

What a perfect plan.

On the first night when Pei Qingyuan officially joined the basketball team, Ji Tong calculated the time and made sure that there was no problem with his carefully chosen look. Then he took a deep breath and walked to the gym.

This was the first time he took the initiative to get along with so many people as a child, and he was quite nervous.

"Is this the basketball team?"

A crisp voice sounded at the entrance of the gymnasium.

The training was almost over, and everyone's attention was no longer so concentrated. When they heard this special voice, they immediately turned their heads and looked over.

Beside the high gate of the gymnasium, there stood a small figure, wearing a creamy white short-sleeved shirt and blue uniform pants, with a mini tie on his chest, and a little yellow hat on his head, looking serious cute.

Even if he can't be the handsome guy in black for the time being, Ji Tong vows to become the most handsome kindergarten student.

Pei Qingyuan was resting on the sidelines, his thin T-shirt was completely soaked, he just raised his hand to wipe the sweat off his forehead with a towel, when he saw that familiar figure out of the corner of his eye.

In the eyes of everyone, the little boy carrying a schoolbag looked for him seriously, and soon his eyes lit up, he stood on tiptoe, and waved to him happily.

"Brother, the care get out of class is over, I'll wait for you to go home together."

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