MTL - Don’t Covet the Beautiful System!!-Chapter 43

Holding the sports meeting registration form in his hand, which was filled up quickly, Pei Qingyuan walked towards the teacher's office with a complicated expression, ready to hand it to Zhou Fang.

He was still digesting the matter of becoming good friends with Lin Zihai.

What a surprise.

Zhou Fang took the registration form he handed over, and said pleasantly: "The application is full so soon?"

The other teachers in the office took a look and sighed: "Mr. Zhou, the students in your third class are very motivated. The group of people in our class can't be urged, and they push one by one..."

Zhou Fang smiled and said modestly: "It was our squad leader who drove us well."

"By the way," she looked at Pei Qingyuan, "the school has already reported the recommendation list to Jiangyuan University. This is the first time our school has recommended Olympiad students in recent years. The school leaders are very happy."

Hearing her mention this incident, the envy of the other teachers next to her was beyond words.

Zhou Fang seriously told the students in front of her: "I inquired about it. Jiangyuan University's recommendation exam is at the end of the year, which should be around December. I will remind you to take it at that time. Don't forget. Of course, the college entrance examination Be prepared too."

Immediately someone teased her: "Mr. Zhou, I really want to change classes with you. Your class is so good now."

Zhou Fang laughed: "If I don't change it, I won't be willing to change it."

Hearing the cheers and laughter in the office, Pei Qingyuan nodded in response, with the same expression on his face.

He has begun to learn to accept where he goes and where he is praised.

When he was in Pei's house in the past, Ye Lanting always felt that all the achievements he got were taken for granted, even not good enough, so he seldom praised him, which made him gradually become very uncomfortable with these words.

But now, his system alone can always find strange little details to praise him, from the braised pork with too much salt to the fierce flying chess, gradually desensitizing Pei Qingyuan to these compliments.

Not to mention the ever-changing teachers and students of No. 2 Middle School, even Xiao Jianping, who didn't see each other often.

When Ji Tong was teaching him before, Pei Qingyuan occasionally encountered some divergent questions from the human perspective that Ji Tong could not answer, so he simply asked Xiao Jianping, and by the way, thanked him for his enthusiasm and kindness in calling to inform the second middle school .

In the face of these very basic problems in the field of artificial intelligence, Xiao Jianping finally believed that he was a complete layman and did not have the ability to train Xiaomei. He is currently learning this knowledge from scratch.

Pei Qingyuan originally thought that this would end the misunderstanding between the two about Xiaomei, but he didn't expect Xiao Jianping to value him even more.

Because of his strong learning ability and high comprehension, coupled with the golden finger of the system, he can absorb knowledge much faster than ordinary people. Xiao Jianping heard with his own ears that the questions he asked were upgraded all the way, and he was surprised by his rapid progress. The speed, on the contrary, strengthened his determination to take him under the door.

For this reason, Xiao Jianping is already planning not to bring graduate students next year, but to concentrate on teaching undergraduates, and call and harass the admissions teachers at every turn, telling them to take the exam ahead of time, or not to take the exam. He thinks that Pei Qingyuan's quota is a certainty You can come to the university to audit the matter right now, don't waste this precious time, he will definitely welcome you warmly.

Hearing the increasingly enthusiastic voice on the other end of the phone, Pei Qingyuan's fingers holding the phone slowly stopped.

Seeing the host's gradually stiff face, Ji Tong laughed so hard that he wanted to hiccup.

Professor Xiao still doesn't know that the host regards Jiangyuan University as a backup.

I don't know how he will react when he finds out about this.

Is this the Shura crematorium that Sister Yinyin watches every day?

Suddenly a little envious of her.

"Ruan Ruan, do you want to leave this city and take a look outside?"

After Pei Qingyuan finished calling, Ji Tong asked him.

Pei Qingyuan grew up in this city. Although the food, climate, economy and culture here are very developed, Jiangyuan University is also a top school in the country, especially the artificial intelligence major is ranked first in the country. It can be said that there is no better place to study in China than here chosen.

But after all, he encountered a sharp turn in his life here, and there are many old friends who may never want to meet again in this life. Ji Tong guessed that it might be because of this reason that he was entangled between Jiangyuan University and schools in other cities.

Pei Qingyuan came back to his senses, nodded, and quickly shook his head again.

At first he really wanted to take the opportunity of going to university to escape here, as if the experience of the first seventeen years of his life had never happened.

But later, he saw many different kinds of warmth here, and also met a person who completely changed his destiny.

So he doesn't know where his future will go for the time being.

"It doesn't matter, we still have a long time to make decisions slowly."

The little pea-green robot on the dial looked at him with bright eyes.

"The host is so powerful, you can do it wherever you want."

Another all-pervasive rainbow fart.

Pei Qingyuan smiled and wiped off the flying dust on the watch.

"Well, it will be decided later."

If people always stay in the same place, most of them will gradually feel bored and bored, and want to go to new places to have a look.

I don't know if artificial intelligence will do this.

Although Pei Qingyuan doesn't know where he wants to go yet, he is sure that if Ji Tong is tired of this city when the day comes to decide the future, he will definitely choose to leave.

When you can't find the answer, look at the person closest to you, and you may have the answer.

"Are you coming to practice tonight?"

"Come on! I haven't been there for a few days. When I pretended to be Xiaomei, I heard that everyone was thinking of me."

"What to eat?"

"Let me think about it, the food I have eaten recently is so good, I should eat something light to neutralize it, um... how about ice cream hot pot?"

...It really is very light.

"Okay." Pei Qingyuan didn't change his face, "I'll inform Fu Chengze."

The school bully and basketball team captain Fu Chengze, who was originally very attractive to the opposite sex, gradually lost his charm after Pei Qingyuan appeared.

However, a while ago, his popularity rose rapidly thanks to the photos of him eating with his little friend Ji Tong, and his scope was no longer limited to high school girls, and he gradually attracted the favor of a large number of mature sisters. Fu Chengze even grew taller for this. Centimeters, all 1.86 meters.

This directly caused Fu Chengze to be beaming every day, regarded Ji Tong as a lucky star, and diligently and proactively raised his supper standard.

Regarding this, Pei Qingyuan can only comment as: crouching dragon and phoenix chick, a match made in heaven.

In the evening, when autumn leaves were flying, he walked from the corner of the school to the gymnasium.

Ji Tong began to prepare his acclaimed dinosaur sweater, ready to make the big boys on the basketball team envious.

He didn't appear on the basketball team in his three-and-a-half-year-old form for a while before, because he was afraid that Ye Lanting, who was still obsessed with the issue of illegitimate children, would come to him again.

But now even Professor Xiao, who cares about Xiaomei very much, has been dealt with. How can Ye Lanting, who loves to stick to the horns and doesn't listen to reason, continue to block his supper plan?

And he is very vengeful, Ye Lanting has not yet avenged the host for depriving the host of the eligibility to be escorted.

So Ji Tong has secretly prepared a brand new surprise for Ye Lanting.

Pei Qingyuan felt as if he heard Ji Tong humming a strange melody again.

I don't know who is going to be unlucky again.

There was a faint sympathy in his heart, and he stopped at the gate of the gymnasium.

This year's municipal high school league round robin has ended, and No. 2 Middle School ranked first in terms of points, which is an unprecedented good result.

Now there are only semi-finals and finals left, which will be held in these two days.

Of course they will be champions.

The slender fingers pressed on the door and pushed it open steadily, and the energetic sound of the basketball hitting the ground was heard instantly.

On the other hand, the basketball team of Chengde High School, which suffered a big loss in the round robin, did not have such a good time.

Chengde has always been a strong traditional basketball team, but that day in the No. 2 Middle School they were beaten so hard that they couldn't hold their heads up. When the luxury bus drove back to Chengde, which occupies an active and vast area, it was full of low-pressure people who didn't want to talk.

To make matters worse, that game seemed to be just the beginning. In the next few games, the Chengde team played up and down, falling behind in points all the way, and finally did not even make it to the semi-finals.

Captain Fang Boyu was quickly called by the school teacher to have a heart-to-heart talk. Seeing this, the other team members were even more aggrieved and blamed the extremely exaggerated home court momentum in the game in the No. 2 Middle School.

If it weren't for the fact that No. 2 Middle School didn't understand manners at all, and called so many people to help the players of their school, they wouldn't have played like that, and they wouldn't have lost all the way.

This series of very humiliating failures compared to previous years almost made the entire basketball team feel ashamed in school.

The students holding books passed by, but Sun Tinghao always felt that there was a subtle scorn in their eyes on him.

He looked away and cursed in a low voice, and Xiang Jinyang next to him comforted him kindly.

"Don't be angry, brother Hao, it's all over." He said casually, "Going out to play on the weekend? Relax, I just got a new car."

Sun Tinghao selectively ignored the second half of the sentence, and said angrily: "Damn, that guy is really lingering. I used to be annoyed when I saw him in Chengde, but now he is kicked out and he is so good at making trouble for others..."

Xiang Jinyang quickly restrained the embarrassment of being rudely ignored, and echoed: "Yeah, he has always been annoying like this."

He chatted with Sun Tinghao for a while with a concerned expression, and then watched him get up and leave to go to the basketball team to practice intensively.

It turned out that Pei Qingyuan had a good life in No. 2 Middle School.

He clenched his fists, his eyes were gloomy, but there were people coming and going around him, so he quickly stretched his expression, smiled and greeted the acquainted classmates passing by beside him.

Some people responded politely, while some people often just glanced over perfunctorily, as if they had seen it.

Xiang Jinyang is very clear that almost no one in this group of sons really thinks highly of him.

They knew that he was the housekeeper's son. The name of a distant relative sounded nice, but he was actually the follower of the only son of the Pei family. In the past, he belonged to Pei Qingyuan, but now he belongs to Pei Yan.

No one takes him seriously, and no one thinks that he can pose any threat to themselves. Many words will guard against people of the same class, but he will not be stingy telling an ant, so he knows a lot of things.

Lots of things that give him power.

When school was over, the driver who came to pick him up and Pei Yan in a luxury car was waiting outside the school gate early.

Xiang Jinyang got into the car with Pei Yan, who looked tired, and chatted about all the trivial things that happened today.

"Do you know Professor Xiao from Jiangyuan University?" Xiang Jinyang said in a normal tone, "He is a top expert in artificial intelligence and is very famous. Chengde has invited him to give lectures before."

Pei Yan didn't know anything about it, and he was still thinking hard about the question that he couldn't solve today, but he nodded hastily: "Well, I've heard of it."

"I have a buddy who wanted to apply for his graduate student, but found out that he might not be recruiting next year, saying that he is not available." Xiang Jinyang said in a chatty tone, "Guess why?"

"I have no idea."

Pei Yan actually wanted to ask, what does this professor have to do with him?

But he didn't say anything, just shook his head blankly, still thinking about that question.

"You definitely won't guess." Xiang Jinyang sighed suddenly, "To be honest, I couldn't believe it, I thought it was the same name."

Hearing this, Pei Yan suddenly had some kind of absurd expectation in his heart, and he listened with a dazed expression.

"Professor Xiao's son is about the same age as us, and he is on the No. 1 Middle School basketball team. On the day he went to watch his son's game, he met a high school student who is particularly talented in artificial intelligence..."

Xiang Jinyang spoke very slowly, except for the last name, which was said very quickly, as if he didn't want to make him pay too much attention.

But Pei Yan could hear clearly.

Pei Qingyuan.

The insoluble problem suddenly disappeared from his mind.

His mind went blank.

Xiang Jinyang put his arms around his shoulders, and said comfortingly, "Don't think too much, maybe it's really the same name."

"Also, even if he is really that powerful, it doesn't matter, you are the child of Uncle Pei and Aunt Ye, and no one can replace you."

Xiang Jinyang's comfort was just right. He watched Pei Yan's face gradually losing color, and felt an indescribable pleasure in his heart.

Does birth really determine everything?

He doesn't think so.

The white-gloved driver opened the rear door, put his hand over the top of the door, and bent down to wait for them to get out.

The conversation with a strange atmosphere came to an abrupt end, and two teenagers of similar age leaned over and got out of the car one after another.

Xiang Jinyang was the one who came down first.

He smiled, helped Pei Yan carry his schoolbag, and walked briskly towards the Pei family mansion.

Lights come on at night.

When hearing his son lower his head and say that he wanted to get in touch with knowledge in the field of AI, Ye Lanting didn't even try to read the expression on his face, and waved his hand in agreement, promising to find a teacher for him.

These fields related to the Internet are the general trend in the future, and now there are even programming clubs in elementary schools, but she thinks that Pei Yan started too late.

And this kind of trivial matter is nothing in front of her husband's well-hidden illegitimate child.

Ye Lanting hasn't had a good night's sleep for a long time.

She couldn't figure out how her husband managed to do these things behind her back, and she couldn't figure out how she had been searching hard for these days and found nothing.

This is impossible.

Pei Qingyuan's mocking cold eyes often appeared in Ye Lanting's nightmares.

She hated feeling out of control.

It was another quiet night, Pei Minghong stayed in the company as usual, Pei Yan stayed in the room reading a book obediently, and the servants performed their duties carefully, no one dared to offend the hostess with a cold face.

She sat alone in the garden with no one else, stripping off her usual elegant and noble smile, staring at the extraordinarily dim moon tonight with an expressionless face, thinking about what else to do next.

Until the phone rang suddenly, interrupting her thoughts.

Ye Lanting looked sideways slightly, looking impatiently at the mobile phone on the coffee table.

An unknown number is displayed on the screen.

It's not someone I know, and it doesn't show the specific mobile phone number, only these unusual four characters.

Ye Lanting was a little taken aback, and originally didn't want to pay attention.

But the moon disappeared, and the dark clouds in the night sky slowly floated, covering the last touch of brightness.

The ringing in my ear would not stop.

After a while, she reached out to pick it up in a strange way.

Amidst the gentle electric current, Ye Lanting heard the voice of a strange man.

"Ms. Ye, enough is enough."

It was an extremely stern voice, with an arrogance that was hard to ignore, and it was as natural as it should be.

Ye Lanting was stunned, she opened her mouth, subconsciously showing a hint of caution in the words she spoke.

"you are…?"

Hearing her question, the man seemed to smile, and the deep smile was fleeting, and was soon submerged in the cold, inorganic electric current, causing a slight chill.

"You've been investigating my son." He seemed interested, and said in a gentle voice, "How are you, are you satisfied with the result?"