MTL - Don’t Covet the Beautiful System!!-Chapter 113

An eerie silence began to spread in different places.

The young teachers in the office clenched their fists in front of them in unison, forcing themselves not to laugh.

The teachers are all good at English, and the older professors pondered over the weird accent for a while, but they were the first to laugh out loud.

"This name is imposing, hahahaha."

"I remember two years ago, the name of a robot that won the championship in our school is also quite strange. It's called a thick gift crab. It's a fully automatic fishing robot. Do you have any impression?"

The class teacher Qi Shao smiled, saving some face for poor Ouyang Yu: "This time, it's probably also named by that student. He's in this team, Xiao Xie from the School of Materials."

"Haha, I said this style is so familiar."

"If this name is reported, can I pass?"

For a time, the office was full of happy air.

Although the teachers are very open-minded.

But Ouyang Yu, whose scalp was numb, still lowered his head and stared at the floor, picking up the castle with his eyes.

He is only a freshman, why should he bear these...

And Senior Xie actually has a criminal record, what the **** is it to let the gifted crabs fish?

If they had known this, they would never have given the naming right to Xie Yuchi.

A too painful lesson.

On the other side, Pei Siyou, who heard Pei Qingyuan pronounce the name in an understatement and calm tone, was stunned for several seconds.

Then he looked at his ex-nephew with the eyes of discovering the new world: "Are you really Madoka?"

Forget about jelly beans, Maze Fake is too far beyond his understanding of Pei Qingyuan.

So much so that I accidentally called out a nickname that had been dusty for many years.

"..." Pei Qingyuan's understatement disappeared, his expression froze, "Don't call me that."

However, Ji Tong had already heard it, his eyes lit up, and he said quickly: "Which yuan?"

Pei Siyou realized that he had made a slip of the tongue, and laughed: "The circle is round."

"Why is it this round?" Ji Tong still thought about the host's childhood appearance, "Is it because the face is round?"

Madoka is similar to Ruan Ruan.

They all took the word Yuan to make fun of it.

Uncle Pei really has a good relationship with his childhood host.

"The face is okay, normal baby fat." Pei Siyou ignored the cold air that continued to emanate from Pei Qingyuan's body, and patted him on the shoulder, "Relax, I'm complimenting you."

"I shaved my head when I was one or two years old. I found that he has good bones and is full everywhere. He will definitely be a handsome boy in the future. I will call him Xiaoyuan, but only I can call him that."

In front of the elders who witnessed him growing up, Pei Qingyuan's indifferent aura was useless, and he could only watch the smile on Ji Tong's face become brighter and brighter.

His system said solemnly: "Now there are two people who can say that, Madoka."

The moods of Pei Qingyuan and Ouyang Yu inexplicably resonated at the same frequency at this moment.

"The laboratory is coming soon." He tried to change the subject, making the last resistance. "Currently, this robot only has a frame, and there is no finished product, but there are AI prototypes to see..."

It's a pity that the two people next to him don't care about it at all.

"Xiaoyuan." Ji Tong called him, then turned his head and asked Pei Siyou enthusiastically, "Uncle, do you have any photos of Xiaoyuan when she was a child?"

"He didn't like to take pictures since he was a child, and there are only a few left." Pei Siyou keenly discovered Pei Qingyuan's high tolerance for Ji Tong, and found it very interesting, "You can ask him for it yourself, and he shouldn't be angry with you .”

Ji Tong immediately looked at the host: "Can I watch it?"

"…Um."

Pei Qingyuan, who was hard to beat with two fists and four hands, walked into the laboratory silently, and sat down on an empty seat beside him.

Xie Yuchi, who was studying materials in the laboratory, happened to be resting. He was quite surprised to see them bring a stranger in: "Is this the team member you are looking for? It looks like a graduate student."

Like the kind of grad student who throws off a college football team.

Ji Tong shook his head: "No, this is Xiao...uh, the captain's friend."

Pei Siyou, who was mistaken for a graduate student, was in a good mood, and stretched out his hand and said, "Hello, my name is Pei Siyou."

Ji Tong introduced to Xie Yuchi in a low voice: "It's the artist who drew the jelly bean robot graffiti."

After some people discovered the prototype of the robot in the graffiti, the graffiti photo has become popular in China from foreign social networks, which has driven the sales of this product among young people. In full swing.

Hearing this, Xie Yuchi's icy face froze for a while, then suddenly cracked.

"Crap!" The unqualified Senior Xie began to swear again, "That graffiti is so **** handsome!"

"Can you sign me? Let me think about it. Can you sign it on the sweater?"

Pei Siyou looked at the pen stuffed into his hand, and was taken aback for a moment, feeling as if he had seen the real owner of Ma Zefake.

Looks like it's not Madoka's fault.

At this time, Ouyang Yu, who was like a wandering ghost, also came. He happened to hear Senior Xie's continuous swearing, trembled, and sat down beside Pei Qingyuan in a daze.

Pei Qingyuan glanced at him: "Did the report go well?"

"It's going well..." Ouyang Yu said weakly, "Mr. Qi suggested that we can call it a nickname at ordinary times, to look more qualified, such as Xiao Ma, Mark and so on."

Pei Qingyuan had already understood everything from his tone.

"Thank you." He said sincerely.

In this sincere greeting, Ouyang Yu suddenly realized that Pei Qingyuan beside him was the captain.

Maybe in the future, the captain will introduce this robot on the field and pronounce this elegant name.

Thinking of this, his mood suddenly brightened a little.

So Ouyang Yu said from the bottom of his heart: "You have worked hard too."

Pei Qingyuan immediately said: "Since you already have experience, you will be responsible for similar links in the future."

The newly resurrected smile on Ouyang Yu's face died instantly.

It was him who was too happy.

Seeing Ouyang Yu's sudden change of expression, Pei Qingyuan actually thought it was a little funny.

Perhaps this is why everyone loves to persecute Ouyang.

Pei Qingyuan's complicated mood subtly relaxed.

Although at the moment Ji Tong is using a cheerful tone, calling Xiaoyuan repeatedly in his heart.

...he still prefers softer ones relatively.

Madoka is too childish.

When the sky darkened, the group of people who chatted happily went to the cafeteria for dinner. On the way, Pei Siyou briefly mentioned the reason for returning to China with Pei Qingyuan.

Last year, Ji Tong found out the problems in Pei Minghong's company. In order to gain profits, he carried out capital operations recklessly. The group's assets seemed to be increasing continuously, and the leverage accumulated behind it had reached a terrifying level, almost standing on the edge of a cliff. , may fall at any time.

"Dad felt that something was going to happen, so he told me to come back." Pei Siyou shook his head, "It's useless for me to come back, this is the path he chose."

The last time Ji Tong pretended to be a mysterious rich man and threatened Pei Qingyuan's former mother Ye Lanting with this incident, she calmed down and stopped looking for trouble, so Pei Qingyuan has not paid attention to that family for a long time.

It was a world that had nothing to do with him.

"Let grandpa pay more attention to his body." Pei Qingyuan said.

"Well, I'm going to persuade him to go back with me this time. Out of sight is out of sight." Pei Siyou didn't mention it too much, and the topic gradually changed, "Recently, I found several sanitariums with good scenery, and I want to live in them..."

After the meal, Ji Tong and Pei Qingyuan sent Pei Siyou away.

Ji Tong quickly established a friendship with this uncle who named the host Xiaoyuan, and made an appointment with him to come to the school to watch the robot play football for a while.

In addition to the team they formed themselves, he and the host also joined Qiao Yunhe's team before.

Watching the bright yellow sports car gradually drive away, and then looking up at the increasingly dark night, Ji Tong remembered the conversation just now, and asked the host: "Will they go bankrupt?"

Pei Qingyuan said lightly: "No."

Ji Tong was a little surprised: "Why?"

While the host was chatting with his uncle, he secretly searched for a lot of related cases. Once the capital chain of this kind of enterprise with high leverage is actually broken, a series of disasters will follow. Regulators have found that bankruptcy is the least of the consequences.

"Because his career still has value." Pei Qingyuan said, "Someone will take over everything step by step after weighing the gains and losses."

"Who?" Ji Tong didn't quite understand this, "Grandpa?"

Pei Qingyuan was silent for a while, then whispered: "I guess not."

The ambitions of Pei Huaishan and his eldest son have never been different, and they can't talk together at all. One is devoted to business, and the other is keen to work with money in the capital market. Their respective companies have nothing to do with each other. Pei Huaishan basically doesn't understand financial things. If he wanted to intervene, it would only arouse Pei Minghong's resistance, and things might get worse.

Pei Siyou has no interest in doing business, and is devoted to art, and has a bad relationship with his brother, so there is a high probability that he will not take over this mess.

In this way, there was only one person Pei Minghong could barely trust.

Pei Yan, the son who happened to be admitted to the School of Finance.

"Ji Ban Xing" probably wasn't the only person who noticed the abnormality of Pei Minghong's company. Before the lice crawled out and covered the gorgeous robes, someone might have already calculated everything that might happen in the future with calm and sharp eyes and a clear and wise mind.

As long as a breakthrough is found, the careerists lurking in the shadows will stretch out their fangs quietly, arrange traps and nets, and wait for the time to pick the fruits.

That's how it is in that world.

Blind obedience and attachment can never be exchanged for a truly harmless asylum, and all confidence and strength obtained from others must be paid accordingly.

Ji Tong heard the sigh in the host's tone, and suddenly remembered the day when he met Pei Yan downstairs in the dormitory.

The host asked Pei Yan if he really liked finance.

At that time, Pei Yan was stunned for a while, and replied yes.

Ji Tong felt that his tone did not seem to be lying. He really thought that he liked finance, so he chose this path that might take over his father's career in the future.

Pei Yan didn't lie, or maybe he lied too.

Autumn is getting stronger, and the leaves suddenly fall from the treetops, floating gently in Ji Tong's sight, and parked on the ground.

Like the one that fell on the stone steps that day.

Ji Tong stopped talking about those things, and sighed with some melancholy: "All the leaves have turned golden yellow."

"It will be green again next spring."

Time passes irreversibly, turning with the gears of fate, and everyone is moving forward.

But unlike leaves that can only drift with the wind, people can choose which field to walk into.

Pei Qingyuan also restrained his thoughts and asked him, "Did you have fun today?"

After his careful observation, Ji Tong didn't seem to trigger any emotional switch in front of Pei Siyou who had all the elements.

The only trigger is probably a crush on a certain nickname.

Sure enough, Ji Tong answered him with crooked eyebrows: "Happy, Xiaoyuan."

In the silence where the host slowly looked away, Ji Tong thought for a while, and specially emphasized: "I basically don't use the built-in trigger mode. Usually, it is the self-consciousness that controls my behavior...and feelings."

Although he was very slow before his emotional enlightenment, he was not stupid after enlightenment.

When welcoming Pei Siyou, the host suddenly asked him to turn off the trigger mode. At that time, he didn't understand what it meant, but he gradually realized it later.

Because as soon as he talked to Pei Siyou, the host would look over silently, as if he was worried about something.

Especially when Senior Xie praised Uncle Pei's handsome black shirt in a fanboy tone.

In a quietly dangerous atmosphere, Ji Tong wisely swallowed the polite agreement that had reached his lips.

In fact, he thinks the host is more handsome.

And the host doesn't need to worry about this problem at all. He is not artificial intelligence, but a human being with real emotions, personality, and memory. He will not mechanically "like" someone just because certain conditions are met.

But Ji Tong can't tell Pei Qingyuan about it.

He could only make up various reasons to indirectly dispel the host's concerns.

Telling too many lies will always reveal your feet.

...how would the host react if he found out that he had been lying all along?

The host has never been angry with him so far, but he is terrible when he is angry with others, and his force value is high.

Ji Tong couldn't help shaking.

While he was worried about being beaten, he also felt guilty.

If only I could fall in love like ordinary people.

There is no need to hide secrets, and there is no need to bury all the feelings that should be expressed in the mouth.

Thousands of words can be combined into one sentence.

[Xiao Fang: I really want to resign. ]

The system is really a high-risk occupation that dances on the tip of a knife.

The chat group suddenly became lively.

[Voice:? I crossed again? Does the system say resignation? ]

[Brother Hao: Hey, why did you change your name? Are you craving buttercream? ]

[Yinyin: Think about the pronunciation of brother Pei's name. ]

[Brother Hao: peiqingruan? ]

[Voice: ...]

[Sound: The word is pronounced yuan, Yuan is Yuan, and Ruan is Ruan. ]

[Yinyin: But if you know Ruan, you are already a formidable primary school student. ]

[Brother Hao: Oh~ I was already very good. ]

[Brother Hao: Heh, it turns out to be the name of a couple, childish. ]

Anyway, the host can't see this chat group, no matter how naive it is.

Ji Tong deftly ignored the pupil's taunt and tried to bring the topic back.

[Xiao Fang: Get down to business! ! ]

[Xiao Fang: Resigning doesn’t seem to work, I might go directly to heaven... If I continue to be a system, do I have to pretend to be artificial intelligence all the time? ]

[Brother Hao: Otherwise? My host always thought I was a sword spirit. ]

[Xiao Fang: But ours is an ordinary urban world, there is no such natural spiritual creature, and the host is very smart. ]

[Xiao Fang: What if one day the host finds out that I am not artificial intelligence? ]

[Brother Hao: Oh, Brother Xiao Pei will definitely get angry and beat you up, and the mastermind may beat you up too, and your year-end bonus will be deducted... Next time you should choose the fantasy world, so you don’t have to worry about it. ]

Ji Tong suddenly didn't want to talk to the elementary school students, and called Fu Yinyin instead.

[Xiao Fang: Sister Yinyin! Sister Yinyin! ]

[Yinyin: You may be transferred out of this projection world, but not necessarily, it depends on the situation. ]

[Yinyin: But I think, for you, the mastermind's reaction may be secondary. ]

[Yinyin: Do you remember the type of world I was in charge of? ]

[Xiao Fang: Remember! Cremation Shura field? ]

[Yinyin: Well, over the years, among the male protagonists of the crematorium I have dealt with, nine out of ten are because of concealment and misunderstanding. ]

[Brother Hao: ⊙o⊙What about the rest? ]

[Yinyin: The remaining one is a scumbag who intentionally cheated and abandoned him all the time, so the heroine can't forgive him, and will directly replace the second male lead. ]

[Xiao Fang:…]

Deliberately cheating, messing around and abandoning at the end, a scumbag...

Ji Tong's eyes darkened, and every word felt familiar.

[Xiao Fang: Ah, ah, ah, ah, help me! ! ]