MTL - Don’t Covet the Beautiful System!!-Chapter 65

In the night, the tired middle-aged man knocked on the door of his house. When the nanny answered the door and opened the door, he adjusted his expression and looked relaxed.

The nanny took his briefcase, he put on his slippers, looked into the living room, but did not see his son, and asked, "Is Le Tian in the room?"

"That's right, Mr. Deng." The nanny nodded, "Not long after I bought some groceries at noon, Le Tian came back from the bookstore. She looked quite happy, in a better mood than a few days ago."

"Really?" Deng Shu laughed, "I'll go and have a look."

He knocked on the door, and there was a crisp and childish "please come in" from inside, with a vaguely cheerful atmosphere.

Deng Shu was inexplicably relieved, his son had been in a low mood recently, sullen, but he refused to tell the reason.

He was worried that his son was being bullied at school, so he asked the teacher, but he didn't get any answer. He was worried about it, but fortunately, his son was happy again.

He gently opened the doorknob, and saw Deng Letian sitting in front of the computer, concentrating on the web page that looked like news.

Deng Shu cleared his throat and asked, "Son, what book did you buy at the bookstore today? Is it good?"

When Deng Letian heard his voice, he immediately turned his head, his expression was very excited: "Dad, I met the peaked cap brother in the news! He must be the peaked cap brother!"

Deng Shu didn't react immediately: "What brother?"

The excited junior high school student waved to him: "Dad, come and see!"

He moved his body away to reveal the news on the page, and Deng Shu clearly saw the bold and enlarged headlines:...All kinds of bullying incidents occur frequently on and off campus, we cannot rely on the accidental help of unknown heroes...

An hour later, Deng Shu sat in the police station with a solemn expression, watching the surveillance video played on the computer.

Deng Letian was sitting on another chair. When he saw himself obediently opening his wallet in the picture, he lowered his head in shame. The policewoman accompanying him saw this and comforted him: "Your reaction is right. People, you are only one person, and it is more important to avoid getting hurt yourself."

The hooligans directly took Deng Letian's wallet. Deng Letian, who thought they only wanted money, was at a loss and wanted to chase after him, but he stopped in his tracks when the other party turned his head and looked at him threateningly.

The junior high school student stood there slumped, until a young man who looked like a student approached him and talked to him.

As soon as Deng Letian saw this, he cheered up: "He must be the peaked cap brother! After I took back the wallet, I sneaked over to see, those people fell to the ground and kept ouching, just like the news said, the peaked cap brother You can take care of a lot of bad guys by yourself!"

The strange young man taught the gangsters a lesson on another street, where there is a lack of surveillance, and there is no corresponding picture for the time being.

However, just based on the video of them taking the wallet from Deng Letian and being returned to Deng Letian by a strange young man shortly after, plus the testimony of Deng Letian himself, the whole process of the incident is already very clear.

The female policeman also looked at the video with a look of surprise. They had all heard of this mysterious citizen who appeared recently and claimed to be surnamed Gao. They didn't expect him to be so young, and he looked like a high school student or college student.

Although Deng Letian in the video was finally helped by strange and kind people, Deng Shu, who saw his son surrounded by a group of gangsters, was still angry: "Le Tian said this is not the first time, this group of people are idle. Wandering around the society all day long, bullying vulnerable groups, my son is definitely not the first victim, why no one can control them? Instead, it depends on ordinary citizens to act bravely?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Deng, the reporting rate of such cases is not high. In addition, the mobility of such suspects is generally high, making it difficult to arrest them. However, we identified these suspects through facial recognition. , they have other previous convictions, we will as soon as possible..."

Deng Shu is the boss of a large local home appliance company and has a certain social influence, so the bureau handled this matter more cautiously, and tried to meet Deng Shu's requirements in addition to appeasement.

"The young man who helped get the wallet back is still unknown for the time being. His behavior deserves commendation and encouragement. Do you think we need to find a way to contact this citizen?"

Deng Shu was about to speak when he saw Deng Letian grabbing his sleeve and shaking his head nervously.

He understood what his son meant, and said solemnly: "I hope you can keep it a secret for him. He wears a hat every time he appears, obviously not wanting to be recognized. This time it should be an accident. I'm worried that after his identity is exposed be retaliated against."

Deng Letian repeatedly nodded in agreement. After his father finished speaking, he scratched his head and asked very embarrassedly: "Sister Police, can I have a screenshot as a souvenir..."

After returning from the police station, a low-resolution photo was put into a frame and placed on Deng Letian's desk.

In the photo, the handsome young man reached out and patted the junior high school student's head, and a smile appeared on the latter's blank face.

This photo has replaced Deng Letian's favorite superhero toy model, and it is placed in the most prominent position on the desk.

The days went by normally, and Deng Shu saw his son happy again, and from time to time he would show off that he was the first person to see the true face of his brother in peaked cap. He found it funny, but also emotional.

Deng Shu really wanted to thank this strange young man in person. He not only helped his son get back the wallet containing the photo of his deceased wife, but also encouraged his son to tell himself about the bullying. But because he had to respect other people's privacy, he could not rashly To investigate each other.

Until a few weeks later, when an old friend came to visit, he accidentally learned the identity of the young man.

On weekends, Deng Shu put aside his company work to stay with his son at home, and received visiting old friends by the way. Before discussing business, the two were chatting about homework, and Deng Letian ran out with a photo frame as if offering a treasure.

"Uncle Jiang, let me show you a picture."

"Let me take a look." The old friend squinted his eyes, "Oh, the big handsome guy and the little handsome guy are just a little blurry, who is it?"

"I can't tell you." Deng Letian chuckled, "This is a secret."

"Then show me back, brat..."

Deng Shu smiled and shook his head, he has long been accustomed to Deng Letian's showing off.

But the old friend looked at him and suddenly slapped his forehead: "No, I have seen this young man before."

He turned to Deng Shu with a look of surprise: "Old Deng, don't you hate those people who do financial investment the most? You say they are doing nothing but disrupting the market environment. How can this make Letian have a relationship with other people's children?" Got friends?"

"What did you say?" Deng Shu was surprised, "You know him?"

"That's right, don't you know who this is? If I'm not mistaken, this is Pei Minghong's son." The old friend thought for a while and added rigorously, "The former son."

In front of the glass window that blocked the winter chill, the watch Xiaomei, who was lying on the little yellow duck seat, sneezed leisurely.

Ji Tong urged the host to bring over the little yellow duck that he used for the basketball team. Winter is here, although the watch won't feel cold, but adding a plush seat will make it look warmer.

Recently, the little robot always sneeze. He rubbed his nose and said to Pei Qingyuan in his heart: "Ruan Ruan, it is said that sneezing means someone is thinking about you. Is someone thinking about you?"

Pei Qingyuan raised his eyes from the pile of books, looked at the little robot on the dial that was sneezing silently again, and corrected him: "It's you who sneeze, it should be because someone misses you."

Xiaomei suddenly let out a cheerful mechanical laugh: "How can humans miss me? I am an artificial intelligence, and the host is so stupid."

"..." Pei Qingyuan couldn't help smiling, took a tissue to help him wipe the dial, and continued to read with his head down.

Under the pressure of the college entrance examination that is getting closer and closer, the days pass quickly, and it is already December.

In the last month of the year, students are worried about the final exam in the near future, and they are looking forward to the arrival of winter vacation, so they can have a little rest for a few days.

Ji Tong thinks further than the students around him. He has already begun to look forward to how to celebrate the New Year.

After he and Fang Hao converted the flow rate ratios of different worlds, he estimated that the host of the fantasy world would have more than a month to finish his retreat, and Fang Hao could just spend the New Year here before leaving.

If Pei Qingyuan agrees, Fu Yinyin can be invited to have fun together, and the host's tense nerves can be relaxed.

During this period of time, Pei Qingyuan's efforts were seen by Ji Tong. Not only did he have to prepare for the college entrance examination like other students, but he also had to learn a wide range of artificial intelligence.

Moreover, this time the host looked at professional books on media communication and audience psychology, trying to think about how to complete the main task from the source.

Ji Tong feels that this is knowledge that will definitely be useful in future careers. On the premise of ensuring good physical condition and sufficient sleep time, he supports the host to try and explore independently, and gradually form a set of ideas to solve problems.

After all, the system is not omnipotent and can only serve as an auxiliary function. In the end, how high the host can grow depends on his own ability. Excessive "help" will have the opposite effect.

So Ji Tong accepted it well, but when the students in the class discovered that the monitor's extracurricular books had expanded from machine algorithms to communication and psychology, their expressions were all blank, with worship mixed in the blank, and the depth of worship was still blank.

In front of these papers, those class leaders can directly get full marks for the cultural courses, but it seems extraordinarily simple.

So the monitor's class is actually a kind of rest, and the end of get out of class is a kind of class?

...As expected of the monitor.

In the silent admiration, Pei Qingyuan tried hard to hold back the urge to sneeze.

In the past two days, he plans to focus on reviewing cultural courses. In a few days, he will go to Jiangyuan University to take the recommended admission test. Although this is only an alternative path for him to go to university, after all, Xiao Jianping has expectations there, and he thinks he should be serious. Treat this exam.

The lunch break is coming to an end. Before the formal class, the head teacher Zhou Fang walked into the classroom early and announced a good news to everyone.

"With the support of enthusiastic people, the school will add several scholarships this year. The bonuses are very considerable, and they are used to reward various types of students, such as students from relatively tight families and students with excellent grades, who have made special contributions to the school. students, as well as students with outstanding qualities such as helping others, an official notice will be sent later..."

Pei Qingyuan received a monetary reward after the completion of the last mission, and temporarily relieved of financial pressure, he did not pay much attention to this scholarship.

But when school was over, Zhou Fang found him alone and handed him an exquisitely packaged gift.

"The enthusiastic person who wants to set up a scholarship in the school asked me to pass it to you." Zhou Fang said, "He said that he is very grateful to you. Although we don't know what happened yet, on behalf of the school, I will work with those who will receive scholarships in the future." To the students who received the scholarship, thank you also."

Pei Qingyuan took the box by accident.

He and Ji Tong have already forgotten about saving the junior high school students a month ago, and they don't think of it now.

On the way home, Ji Tong tried to analyze: "If you can spend so much money for the scholarship, could it be someone the host knew at Pei's house before?"

"Probably not."

"What's in that box? Is it full of cash?"

"...Probably not."

After arriving home, Ji Tong couldn't wait to unpack the package. He saw two letters first, and only after Pei Qingyuan opened them did he understand the origin of the gift.

The handwriting of a letter is immature, and it is full of yearning and admiration for the peaked cap brother. He also said that he hoped that he would like the gift he designed, and the signature was Deng Letian.

The other letter was in strong handwriting, expressing sincere gratitude to Pei Qingyuan, and attached his contact information, saying that if Pei Qingyuan needed help, he could be contacted at any time, and the signature was Deng Shu.

Ji Tong searched immediately after seeing it, and said in surprise: "He is the owner of a home appliance company, and he is quite famous. Ruan Ruan, our refrigerator is made by his company!"

Pei Qingyuan had heard of the name Deng Shu before, but he didn't expect to be the father of that junior high school student.

Ji Tong patted the refrigerator at home with emotion, looked at Pei Qingyuan who was unpacking the gift body, and said expectantly: "I guess the gift will be an electronic product, which was actually designed by a junior high school student."

However, Pei Qingyuan, who opened the box, had a strange expression on his face: "...it is indeed an electronic product."

When Ji Tong leaned over to watch, he accidentally touched the switch, and a lively "thank you" resounded in the room!

Pei Qingyuan remembered that it was the voice of the junior high school student.

After this thank you, there was a pleasant start-up music, and a much more normal broadcast sound: "The speaker is turned on, please connect."

Yes, this is a speaker.

But it looks like a peaked cap.

Ji Tong: ...

Pei Qingyuan: ...

This unique speaker has a hemispherical box body and a realistic curved brim. If it is placed next to Fang Hao’s peaked cap, it can almost resemble the real one.

After a short silence, Ji Tong laughed until tears came out: "What a thoughtful junior high school student."

Pei Qingyuan looked at the speaker seriously: "The workmanship is exquisite."

Although it looks funny at first glance, this gift is very thoughtful. Whether it is Deng Letian's design, Deng Shu's restoration of the design, and the establishment of the scholarship, they all reveal childish sincerity.

But the father and son didn't know that they had admitted the wrong person.

"Deng Letian was indeed helped by me, but I'm not the peaked cap brother." Pei Qingyuan said, "Should this gift be half of Fang Hao's?"

Ji Tong took Pei Qingyuan's mobile phone and connected it to the speaker, and listened to the peaked cap playing the song. The sound effect was very good.

Hearing this, he shook his head and agreed, "I think Xiao Hao will definitely like it."

While talking, Fang Hao, wearing a peaked cap, happened to come back with two bags of fried skewers.

He pushed open the door and heard a burst of melodious music, then saw the peaked cap in Ji Tong's hand, subconsciously touched the other peaked cap on top of his head, and said in astonishment: "What is this?"

Ji Tong and Pei Qingyuan said almost in unison: "A gift for you."

"Really? Is it playing music? It looks fun."

Fang Hao hurried over with the hot fried skewers: "Who sent it?"

"Deng Shu."

"Hey, it's an elder you know?" Fang Hao was surprised, "What's your name Deng?"

Pei Qingyuan didn't understand what he was talking about for a while, and repeated: "It's Deng Shu."

"I know it's Uncle Deng, what kind of Uncle Deng is it?"

"...There is no Deng Shu, it is Deng Shu."

Two adult men of about the same height looked at each other, their handsome faces were filled with confusion.

Ji Tong, who was listening, hugged the cap speaker that was still singing, shaking his whole body, and almost passed out from laughter.