Don’t Covet the Beautiful System!!

Under such a strong aura that cannot be rejected, Qiao Yunhe cooperated and said: "Yes, I am a senior, and I may be quite busy, not necessarily at school—"

Before he finished speaking, he looked at Ji Tong with a slightly disappointed look: "But senior Qiao, you said that you saw him in the cafeteria a few days ago."

Qiao Yunhe changed his words involuntarily: "—Maybe I'm more free recently?"

Pei Qingyuan looked over without saying a word.

It's hard to be a human being.

Qiao Yunhe, the sandwich biscuit who felt that he was in the double world of ice and fire, sighed silently.

But this is also human nature.

It's reasonable for a young genius junior to be curious about geniuses from other sects.

As a senior brother, it is normal to feel uncomfortable when you find out that the junior fellow student who has been following behind you suddenly became interested in the geniuses of other sects.

...This logic is a bit too smooth.

On the one hand, Qiao Yunhe was amazed by his brain power, but on the other hand, he racked his brains trying to get away with it.

"Do you want to invite Senior Xie to form a team? Why don't you go and learn about Senior Xie's previous competition experience and works to see if the direction is suitable? Let me know when you are sure, and I will help you to ask him if he is interested. ?”

You can't meddle in the housework between other people's brothers and sisters.

In short, let's delay.

This is the wisdom of life that Qiao Yunhe condensed after reading thousands of sails.

Pei Qingyuan didn't object to this tactic of procrastinating words, and the dangerous atmosphere gradually dissipated. He calmly said, "Please trouble me, senior."

Ji Tong originally wanted to ask Qiao Yunhe directly for Xie Yuchi's contact information, but the host seemed to have no interest in this matter at the moment, so he held back the words.

Moreover, why does the host seem to dislike this senior Xie whom he has never met before?

Ji Tong couldn't figure it out.

When leaving the robot group and returning to the dormitory, Ji Tong, who had been wondering all night, finally asked him, "Host, don't you want to ask Senior Xie to form a team together?"

Pei Qingyuan paused, looked up at him, and didn't speak.

Ji Tong said again: "I have searched, he is really very powerful, he has excellent abilities in many aspects, and he will definitely help you."

Even from the perspective of the career line, Ji Tong thinks that if the host wants to complete the main task of winning the RS Cup International Division Championship, Xie Yuchi is the most suitable candidate for the main teammate in Jiangyuan University.

In his undisguised praise, Pei Qingyuan's tone sank, and he answered his initial question: "No."

Ji Tong subconsciously asked in confusion: "Why don't you want to?"

Pei Qingyuan didn't speak again.

Under the orange street lights, the fair-skinned boy with his hands in his trouser pockets looked confused.

Since the host has the authority to enter the consciousness space, Ji Tong can no longer sneak in to see the scenery to judge the host's mood at the moment, maybe he will be caught on the spot.

He thought about it, and thought it might be because the host has always been excellent, so he would instinctively reject another great god-level student who suddenly appeared.

Makes sense.

Ji Tong decided to change his mind and take the rainbow fart route again: "Although senior Xie is very good, he is already a senior and has an age advantage. When the host reaches his senior year, he will definitely be better than him. If you can persuade him this time By building a team together, we can avoid some detours and let the host become stronger as soon as possible."

According to his past practice, rainbow farts that are sincere and well-founded are always a powerful weapon no matter for anyone.

The host's indifferent expression really showed signs of melting.

Ji Tong continued his efforts: "He is the most suitable candidate at this stage. The host can try to get in touch first. If the time comes, if we can't agree with each other, we can find someone else. There is no loss."

After he finished chattering, he stopped on purpose and cast a longing look at the host: "Right? Captain Pei."

Pei Qingyuan also stopped.

Hearing the sudden change of object of praise and this strange address, he met the bright eyes of the young man in front of him, and a smile finally appeared in his eyes.

Ji Tong kept his hands in his pockets all the way, as if he was guarding against something.

He should have been disappointed by the avoidance.

But in fact, he only felt a soft emotion overflowing his heart.

Pei Qingyuan often thinks of the little robot that lost its usual liveliness and timidly hid behind the door and poked its head out to look at him.

He is cheerful and laughs, but also quiet and timid.

So Pei Qingyuan raised his hand and gently rubbed the hair of the person in front of him.

Ji Tong was caught off guard, subconsciously wanted to touch his hairstyle, and worried that the host would take the opportunity to hold his hand, the arm that had just been raised a little bit immediately dropped, his hands were firmly stuck in his pockets like glue, his expression was slightly vigilant .

Pei Qingyuan had a panoramic view of his whole set of movements and changing expressions, and the smile in his eyes grew stronger.

"Don't hide from me anymore." He whispered, "I promise you."

Ji Tong didn't expect the host to say that, he was startled, and defended in a low voice: "I didn't hide from you."

He just didn't want to affect the host's original plot line.

Pei Qingyuan remained calm: "Well, I will find time to contact Senior Xie."

...Although Ji Tong achieved his goal.

But something always feels wrong.

He has always known that the host is smart, in the past, and now.

It's just that the host's intelligence seems to be beyond his comprehension.

Ji Tong stood there in a daze for a while, then walked towards the dormitory building again.

Anyway, I didn't hold hands today.

Great progress, gratifying to congratulate.

Ji Tong silently comforted himself.

He secretly looked at the host walking beside him from the corner of his eye.

In the dimly lit night, the host was still very good-looking, with three-dimensional outlines and cold eyes.

But compared to the young one a year ago, he is much more mature now, and there are more things in his life than just studying.

The host didn't say those feelings outright, and Ji Tong didn't dare to take the initiative to expose them.

Maybe they are all afraid of being heard by this world with established orbits.

The host still doesn't know that the emotional line mission has been triggered.

But as a system, he knows more rules and restrictions, so he must try to correct the gradually deviating plot line.

Looking at the sky full of stars, Ji Tong sighed silently.

When the system looks fun, it is actually not an easy job.

The next day, Pei Qingyuan contacted Qiao Yunhe.

According to Qiao Yunhe, Xie Yuchi had gone out of town and came back two days later. When asked whether he would consider participating in the RS Cup again, his first reaction was to flatly refuse.

However, after listening to Qiao Yunhe's general introduction of the two juniors who invited him, he seemed to be a little interested, and said that he could meet and have a chat after returning to school.

Calculating the time, within the one-week mission time limit, it should be in time.

Meeting each other and admiring each other, as long as there is no prejudice against each other, Ji Tong feels that this initial task is not difficult to complete. After all, both of them have outstanding abilities, and there will definitely be common topics.

He was even more entangled in how to keep a distance from the host without hiding from the host.

Ji Tong has no experience in dealing with relationship problems, so he decides to try to ask a friend for help.

Primary school student Fang Hao couldn't count on him, and he didn't dare to go to Fu Yinyin for the time being, feeling a little bit embarrassed.

After excluding system friends, in reality, both roommates are single, and they obviously like girls.

After thinking about it, there is only one person who is most suitable, who is enthusiastic and sincere, and has already discovered part of the inside story.

When Ouyang Yu, who was watching a drama in the dormitory, got up to open the door, his originally happy smile froze suddenly.

Classmate Ji Tong stood at the door a little nervously.

He has no objection to Ji Tong, just...

Ouyang Yu poked his head out suddenly, but he didn't find another indifferent figure following him in the corridor, so he was relieved: Do you need me? "

Ji Tong looked inside: "Is there anyone else in your bedroom?"

"No, I'm here." Ouyang Yu said hastily, "Please come in, just now when there is no one around."

Wait, this sounds a little strange.

Ji Tong didn't think much about it, walked in and asked him: "Squad leader, I have a more personal question for you."

Ouyang Yu waved his hand: "Don't be so polite, just ask casually."

"First of all, I want to ask," Ji Tong was a little embarrassed, "Do you like boys?"

…he knew this day would come.

Ouyang Yu put on a blank face, and didn't bother to resist: "It's about the same. Boys and girls are... No, boys and girls are the same."

Does gender matter?

Anyway, he is not a carbon-based creature.

"It makes sense." Ji Tong nodded, and said in deliberation, "If one day you develop a crush on a boy who can't respond to your feelings, what should he do so that you don't feel hurt and can give up liking Woolen cloth?"

Hearing this, Ouyang Yu, who had already mastered the intricate relationships in each dormitory, suddenly had alarm bells ringing in his heart.

It was definitely a dangerous question he couldn't answer.

After Ji Tong asked, he patched it belatedly: "It's a friend of mine who encountered this problem and didn't know what to do."

Classic I have a friend.

He believed it.

Ouyang Yu sadly expressed that there was nothing he could do to help him: "There should be no way to give up, right? Why don't you try to accept the other party? If your...friend also has a good impression of him."

"No." Ji Tong shook his head immediately, "My friend can't like him."

"Can't you like it, or don't like it?"

Ji Tong was stunned: "Is it different?"

"Of course it's different!" Ouyang Yu argued, "Why can't I like it? Is it because of gender? Gender is not important when it comes to true love!"

He's really getting more and more gay.

Ji Tong lowered his head: "It's not gender... anyway, it just can't."

Seeing Ji Tong's dejected look, Ouyang Yu suddenly thought of the neighbor's younger brother who often came to play with him when he was young.

He has no resistance to this cute type.

Emotion is something that cannot be forced.

Ouyang Yu lowered his voice and said cautiously: "Will the person who likes your friend know about our conversation?"

Ji Tong suddenly raised his head and raised his hand to promise: "No!"

Ouyang Yu plucked up his courage: "Try an indirect hint?"

"Hint what?"

"For example, let your friends tell each other that they are single and don't plan to fall in love with anyone, or imply that there will be no good ending for each other..."

It's a bit cool to feel that the master is behind the scenes.

Man is indeed a thrill-seeking animal.

While burning incense and praying for himself in his heart, Ouyang Yu couldn't help looking forward to the next development.

Do you continue to chase the frogs in warm water, or does the attacker suddenly make a big move?

University life is really colorful.

It's just a bit costly.

That night, Pei Qingyuan, who was sitting at the desk, was flipping through the materials that Ji Tong had compiled in his mind, when he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

[The receptive fields of neurons are arranged along the depth... When Mary saw the special-looking butler for the first time, the carriage just stopped, and the strange butler came up to meet her with a parasol. Reaching out the mechanical arm politely, let the beautiful slender hands reach up, accompanied by a short exclamation, Mary was frightened by the cold skin. ]

In a pile of hard-to-pronounce professional knowledge, it seems that a novel was inadvertently mixed in.

But the setting of the eldest lady and the machine housekeeper made Pei Qingyuan look at it silently.

The cat doll sitting under the desk lamp stared nervously at the host, blinking occasionally.

An hour later, he heard a low voice with unknown meaning in his heart: "...Ji Tong."

Ji Tong responded obediently: "The host is here."

In the past hour, Pei Qingyuan finished watching a love story about a human girl falling in love with a machine butler, which was sprinkled with sugar for the first fifty-nine minutes and ended in tragedy in the last minute.

This sudden and extremely swift attack made people unable to regain consciousness.

"Is the host reading a novel just now?" Ji Tong pretended to be surprised, "I'm sorry, the data I sorted out seems to be messed up, let me quickly search the content of this book."

Two seconds later, the premeditated system began to criticize vigorously: "The machine butler is too ruthless. The kindness to Mary before was all acted out, and everything was programmed. Sure enough, there will be no future for humans and machines. Poor Mary."

Pei Qingyuan: ...

Not knowing what to say, he flipped back and looked at the title of the novel.

"Silver Life and Death"

A name that fits the temperament of the story very well.

Pei Qingyuan was silent for a while, and amidst the endless criticism from his own system, he asked, "Why is it silver?"

"Uh..." Ji Tong rarely got stuck, and whispered, "Because many early robots were silver?"

In fact, he originally wanted to use green as the title, which is more immersive. After all, the shell of his machine is green.

It's the love of green life and death... It sounds weird.