MTL - Don’t Covet the Beautiful System!!-Chapter 90

For the rest of the day, Ji Tong still failed to approach the fragrant baking company to recruit new stalls.

It's okay, anyway, there are still several days left for the recruiting activities of the club.

Ji Tong, who was always blocked by the host intentionally or unintentionally from looking at the beautiful female college students, comforted himself like this.

Even if you can't get into the baking club, there are dance clubs, literature clubs... there are many girls.

Although he can't dance and is not good at writing, but relying on the advantages of being a system, he can try to crash.

With Cui Shengun's scientific temperament from the Department of Physics, Ji Tong inexplicably believed what he said.

The host's emotional luck is about to or has already begun.

Then the other half of the host will appear on the university campus with a high probability.

He must do his duty and prepare early.

In the afternoon, Ji Tong and the host walked into the classroom where the class was held, looked around, and regrettably found that there was no response from the task panel.

It seems that she is not a girl in the class.

…or boys.

From the perspective of the judging method of appearance, among the twenty-two students in their class, there is indeed no one who needs special attention.

After the two came in, the students' eyes fell more on Pei Qingyuan, whom almost everyone in this courtyard had heard of.

Only the few boys in dormitory 701 in the morning who were discussing the auditors cast surprised glances at him.

Ji Tong silently looked away, and found an empty seat behind the host to sit down.

There is a public list of freshmen on the school's official website, but except for the people in the dormitory, the names and names of the others are temporarily unknown, and they are very unfamiliar. There are occasional whispers in the classroom, and the overall atmosphere is relatively cautious.

Until the young head teacher and teaching assistants walked into the classroom, the eyes of many students lit up, showing admiration.

The head teacher of their class turned out to be Qi Shao.

He is a student of Xiao Jianping, the most famous boss in the academy, and a rising star in this field. He is only in his thirties now, has achieved many achievements, and is often regarded as a genius like his mentor.

Compared with those big names whose names have been written in textbooks, such a relatively young teacher makes people feel a little closer while admiring him.

After Qi Shao walked into the classroom, he greeted the students with a smile. When his eyes passed over Pei Qingyuan and Ji Tong, his eyes were much softer.

He participated in the lecture of Chengde Exchange Week last year, so he met Pei Qingyuan.

Because of Xiao Jianping's emphasis on this high school student and the reason why he was recommended, Qi Shao has long regarded Pei Qingyuan as a sure-fire junior.

As for Ji Tong...it's because he also participated in the auditor interview a few days ago.

Before the interview started, Qi Shao was planning how to get along with the juniors in his class as teachers and students in the new semester, and do something interesting together.

After the interview, he was in a daze for a long time, and began to think about why the gap between people was so big.

Ji Tong was born for artificial intelligence.

If it weren't for the fact that he really doesn't look like a robot, and the technology in the current society is not developed to this extent, Qi Shao would doubt whether he is a human being after all.

He remembered that when he was an undergraduate, people often complained half-jokingly that they didn't want to be classmates with him, and the pressure was too great.

Qi Shao suddenly felt sympathetic to the students in the audience who didn't know what to experience in the future.

He calmed down his thoughts, and after talking about the history and prospects of the major, he introduced himself and explained: "Our school's practice is that the assistant teachers are responsible for daily chores. The head teacher actually doesn't have much contact with you, and mainly does some General direction, more metaphysical guidance, and teachers have their own projects, generally busy."

"However, the head teachers of the other classes in this class are all very powerful seniors. When it's my turn, you guys are at a disadvantage." He spread his hands with a smile, quite modestly, "As compensation, I will try to spare as much time as possible to communicate with you, You can come to me with any professional questions, and we can discuss together.”

If Qi Shao's words were heard by other class teachers, his eyes would probably turn to heaven.

After the appearance of the only auditor in this class, almost every teacher wanted to **** him into their class. His unique views are likely to bring many subversive changes to this field.

It's a pity that the auditor's special situation is here, and he must be in the same class as Pei Qingyuan, so Qi Shao is in vain.

After he finished his speech, each student introduced himself separately. Laughter and applause sounded from time to time in the classroom, and the atmosphere gradually relaxed.

Only when Ji Tong introduced himself, the students applauded with hesitation.

The name was not on the freshman list.

Ji Tong expected such a reaction, and sat down with a calm expression.

Qi Shao deliberately added: "Although Ji's way of getting into the college is somewhat different from everyone else's, his cultural and professional grades are very good, and he passed the college's exam with extremely high scores."

The applause was a little more enthusiastic.

But Ji Tong still saw a trace of doubt and caution in the eyes of some students.

For example, Zhang Yun, the wax-haired man, didn't even move his hands, and raised his eyelids lazily, apparently scoffing at Qi Shao's words, thinking that he was just trying to save some face for the "krypton gold player".

It is normal for this group of students with top grades in the college entrance examination to have similar thoughts.

Pei Qingyuan's slightly cold eyes swept over Zhang Yun.

Ji Tong didn't care, he saw the boy Ouyang Yu who asked him if he was in the same dormitory in the morning, applauded very hard, and couldn't help laughing.

There are still lovely classmates in the class.

Ouyang Yu, who was cheering for the auditor with a bit of compensatory mentality, just happened to meet his eyes, a little embarrassed, the roommate sitting next to him instantly listened to him, and teased quietly: "First of all, I'm not a man..."

Ouyang Yu: ...

In the next second, Pei Qingyuan's gaze passed over him without showing any trace.

Ouyang Yu couldn't help shaking.

The summer has not completely passed, why does he feel a little cold?

Qi Shao in front of the podium had a panoramic view of the expressions of many students, and there was a flash of emotion on his face.

Explanations are always powerless, facts will prove everything.

In this new environment, some people will gradually find that what they were once proud of is nothing more than that.

Some people will bloom as they should.

After the homeroom teacher finished his speech, the teaching assistant introduced the arrangements for the past few days. There are no other activities today, so you can arrange freely, go around the campus or continue to clean up the dormitory.

Tomorrow, there will be a freshman meeting during the day, and a class dinner at night, to let the students get to know each other, and select a class leader by the way, and then it's time to start classes as normal according to the schedule.

The freshman representative who spoke at this year's freshman conference was Pei Qingyuan.

He is the most suitable candidate no matter in terms of college entrance examination scores or popularity.

After the class meeting, after dinner, as soon as Ji Tong returned to the dormitory, he began to actively rummage through boxes and cabinets to help the host match clothes.

Tomorrow he will change his style and wear a suave black shirt.

What should a host who is going to speak on stage in front of thousands of freshmen wear?

Pei Qingyuan cooperated and became an emotionless clothes hanger, allowing him to compare the clothes on his body.

When Huang and Cui Yinan, who belonged to different departments, returned to the dormitory one after another, they were all taken aback.

It's hard to accept the scene where the cold roommates are shuttling between different styles of clothes.

...But since Ji Tong is the one holding the clothes and playing dress-up, the whole thing suddenly makes sense again.

Several people were doing their own things, chatting casually by the way.

The topic gradually returned to the unsolved mystery in the morning.

In fact, combined with Huang's surname and major, he could immediately find his full name from the freshman list, but none of the roommates searched.

Because Ji Tong is happily guessing the riddle: "Foreman Huang? Huang Tumu? Huang Muyong?"

"It's very interesting, but it's too vulgar." Huang said with a smile on his face, "The origin of my name is very elegant and has a lot of background."

Cui Yinan joined in the fun and said, "For example...the Yellow Earth?"

"Ha ha."

Classmate Huang laughed dryly, knowing that he couldn't go on, sighed, and said in a deep tone: "There is an old saying that you can die in the evening, have you heard it?"

"I've heard that if you can see the truth, you will die without regret. It's quite elegant, your parents are quite high-level."

Cui Yinan suddenly realized: "The other words in this sentence are not suitable, so your name is Huang Wendao? You are so arrogant."

Classmate Huang's voice descended subtly, like a mosquito buzzing: "Well...no way."

"ah?"

Cui Yinan was stunned for a moment, and after hearing his words clearly, his face suddenly became very strange, and then he couldn't help laughing.

Pei Qingyuan, who didn't participate in the guessing activity, reacted for a while, as if he wanted to laugh, but held back with excellent self-control.

Seeing everyone's sudden change of expression, Huang Wen tried to reverse the atmosphere: "My dad said that it is faster to write a two-character name, and I deleted one character so that I wouldn't scold him when I was writing papers after elementary school."

Cui Yinan gloated: "As a result, I want to scold him every day."

In the strange reaction of the other two, Ji Tong looked blank: "Your father is right, the two words are easy to write, and Huang Wen is also very angry, why are you laughing?"

Hearing him ask this in a naive tone, Cui Yinan suddenly burst into laughter regardless of his image: "Your reflex arc is so long hahahahaha, try saying it a few more times?"

Ji Tong did as he did: "Huang Wen, Huang Wen, Huang Wen?"

In these calls full of doubts, even Huang Wen, who was originally melancholy, laughed: "How stupid is Xiao Tong."

Confused, Ji Tong had no choice but to look at the calmest host.

The host didn't say he was stupid, but just stared at him with eyes flickering with a smile, and said softly, "It's nothing, just leave them alone."

Huang Wen immediately forgot the pain caused by the name, and said positively: "Xiaotong really doesn't understand? Come on, let us give you a serious first class in college, so you can learn a lot."

Cui Yinan laughed intermittently: "No, I'll count it as luck for you. I didn't expect you to be so popular with girls, but—"

Pei Qingyuan promptly stopped the bad behavior of the roommates trying to pollute the thoughts of artificial intelligence, and said to Ji Tong in an undeniable tone: "It's almost eight o'clock, it's time to wash up and go to bed."

"Hey, how can there be such a college student who goes to bed so early, why don't you talk about the Basic Law if you find an excuse!"

"Brother Pei, you are too defensive. What is the relationship between you two? Cousin? Cousin?"

Ji Tong almost forgot that his doll time was about to run out today, but luckily the host reminded him.

His great camouflage has not been shown to the host yet.

He temporarily put down the mystery of Huang Wen, and quickly ran to the bathroom to wash up according to the standard procedure before his body expired, and then turned over to bed.

"It's true, I'm going to sleep." Ji Tong emphasized emphatically, "I will fall asleep in seconds, and I will fall asleep very deeply. Don't worry about waking me up. You can chat casually, and you can play rock music in public."

This "sleep" time was really too early, and he didn't want it to affect the normal activities of his roommates.

Seeing his serious look, Huang Wen and Cui Yinan were suddenly a little unsure: "Is it true? Is it the legendary one that won't wake up even after an earthquake?"

When Ji Tong went to bed, Pei Qingyuan was waiting beside his bed, and saw him quietly gesture OK to himself, and then got into the quilt and remained motionless.

At the same time, a small fluffy doll suddenly appeared in his palm.

And "Ji Tong" in the quilt breathes evenly and seems to be sleeping soundly.

It turned out that this was the great camouflage technique.

The one on the bed is obviously not Ji Tong, it should be a prop that can create an illusion.

Pei Qingyuan observed for a while, then closed the bed curtain with his free hand, then turned his head and said to the two roommates who were looking around curiously: "Really."

Huang Wen, who was holding his breath, heard the long breathing sound, and subconsciously lowered his voice: "Damn, really fell asleep in seconds? Can I take a look?"

Pei Qingyuan told him the answer with a closed bed curtain expressionless.

"Don't deliberately lower your voice, he won't be woken up."

At first, the two were skeptical, so they played a piece of music at the risk of waking up their roommates and being scolded. They found that there was no movement in the closed bed curtain, and the sound of steady breathing remained the same, so they really believed it and continued chatting with peace of mind. .

"This biological clock and sleep quality are amazing." Cui Yinan marveled, "It's simply beyond the scope of science."

Huang Wen was infected by the sleeping atmosphere: "Xiaotong slept so soundly, I was so sleepy, why don't you go to bed early today? Tomorrow there will be a freshman conference, I need to recharge my energy and release my charm."

"Wash up first, go to bed and play with your phone, and sleep when you're sleepy."

Pei Qingyuan held the little doll, went back to his desk and sat down.

Under the bright desk lamp, he slowly opened his palms, and saw a small white cat with a black heart on its back, and its blue eyes blinked slyly at him.

Ji Tong turned into a doll cat mushroom, and at the same time asked him in his heart: "Is the great camouflage technique very powerful?"

"Well, it's amazing."

According to the usual practice, Pei Qingyuan will take time to read in the evening.

The doll cat Ji Tong was placed next to a familiar little yellow duck, quietly accompanying him, occasionally helping him search or add some information.

At the end of the day, the roommates passing by behind were already familiar with the cute dolls that appeared on Pei Qingyuan's table from time to time, and they believed that Ji Tong's things were placed here.

When it was normal bedtime, Pei Qingyuan, who had finished studying, was about to go to bed, hesitated for a moment, and reached out to take the doll cat.

Huang Wen and Cui Yinan also got into the bed respectively, one was surfing the web on his mobile phone, the other closed his eyes and rested his mind, maybe they were trying to make a fortune teller about tomorrow's fortune.

The entire dormitory faded away from the hustle and bustle and gradually became quiet.

Holding the doll, Pei Qingyuan hesitated where to put Ji Tong in this form.

He didn't want to leave the doll cat alone on the cold table.

next to the pillow? Or make a mini hammock?

Before Pei Qingyuan made a decision, he heard Ji Tong's voice in his heart.

"Host host! Let's chat."

He stopped his movements and replied, "Okay."

Ji Tong, who didn't want to disturb the host's reading, had been holding back for half the night, and finally found a chance, and quickly asked: "Why did you laugh at Huang Wen's name just now? I searched for the word Huang Wen, but I couldn't find it." Any jokes or jokes, what are you laughing at?"

Pei Qingyuan: ...

Ji Tong still hasn't forgotten about it.

But the present situation seems even more inappropriate to answer this question.

Pei Qingyuan fell into wordless silence.

The lights in the bedroom were turned off, and the cold night was seen through the gaps in the bed curtains. The faint moonlight cast hazy phantoms, and he heard his particularly vivid breathing.

Seeing that he didn't answer for a long time, the cat in his hand thought that the host was asleep, and moved its furry paws carefully, poking the host to test it out.

The soft fabric gently brushed against Pei Qingyuan's palm and fingers, giving off a warm touch in the long night.

It's like scratching my heart, with an itch that seems to be absent.

After a while, Ji Tong heard the host's gloomy voice.

"sleep."