Don’t Covet the Beautiful System!!

Ji-tong wakes up with a whole bunch of stars.

The whole world was spinning, and he seemed to be wrapped in a tornado, and even a blur of meteors fainted in front of his eyes, just like a scene in a cartoon.

"Handsome, handsome, handsome, are you still there, handsome!"

Ji Tong tremblingly called out to the intelligent customer service who was still talking to him with electronic voice just now.

The air was silent for a second, and the electronic male voice full of mechanical texture responded very politely: "My dear."

"It has become a system!" Ji Tong, who was dizzy, said angrily, "Don't tell me this is a washing machine system!"

"Please refer to Article 3 of Chapter 2 of the "System Work Guide". This is the emotional area in the host's brain, which will accurately reflect the current psychological state of the host. You can choose to leave this area. Please refer to the specific operation method..."

Accompanied by the precise electronic sound, Ji Tong finally moved to a safe place in a hurry.

In the abstract consciousness space of the host, Ji Tong is now a robot form composed of a mass of green data streams, braving the electric light messily, looking at the black door that separates the emotional zone, he said with lingering fear: "He Are you on a roller coaster?"

"The host is going through a very important life trough." The customer service urged, "Now is a good time for you to show up and help."

"Remind again, you need to follow the guidance of the main task, assist the host to complete the plot and obtain the corresponding growth points. If the plot deviates too much, the projected world will face collapse and disintegration, everything will disappear, and you will also be deducted as appropriate. Year-end bonus .”

Before Ji Tong was alive, he was an ordinary college student. After he passed away in a car accident, he passed away in a novel about Pei Qingyuan, a poor American cannon fodder who relied on the system counterattack to reach the pinnacle of life and harvest the true love of a boss.

He thought that he would also be dressed as the protagonist in the book in an ordinary way, but the intelligent customer service who received him told him that he did not dress up as counterattack cannon fodder, nor as a vicious villain or a supporting role boss, but as a book character. A system that helps the protagonist grow.

As for the reason... Department is polyphonic, so he has the same name as "system".

It doesn't sound unreasonable but it's really nonsense.

Of course, what's even more ridiculous is that as a system, he should be deducted the year-end bonus.

Ji Tong, who was covered in confusion, tried to calm down and said solemnly, "I have a question."

The intelligent customer service silently calculated the off-duty time: "Please tell me."

Ji Tong was only told the type of the novel, but failed to see the specific content. He coughed lightly and said, "Is the host handsome?"

"Of course the protagonist will have an outstanding appearance."

"Then I want to pinch myself a more handsome face. I just read the work manual. In the first chapter, it is written that the system can change its shape freely." The more Ji Tong said, the more excited he became, "You said that if I am more handsome than the host, then Will other characters fall in love with me? I understand, is this a hidden plot line arranged by you? That's why humans are allowed to play the system!"

"...Please stop your unreasonable associations." The customer service said coldly, "You can only choose some relatively simple forms of existence now, and more styles will be unlocked as the protagonist grows and chooses later."

Ji Tong sighed resentfully, and had no choice but to temporarily dismiss his intention to usurp the throne: "I still have a question."

"…speak."

"Since the novel has already been born, why do the characters in the book have to act out the plot again?" Ji Tong humbly asked, "Is there a suspicion of taking off your pants and farting?"

"Please speak in a civilized manner!" There was a lot of noise from the intelligent customer service, and it took a long time to calm down, "This question is more complicated to explain, and you can get the answer at the regular system meeting later. Now please focus on the extreme depression. on the host, and wait for the main task to be triggered at any time!"

The customer service elongated every word in the following sentence, feeling like gnashing their teeth.

Ji Tong was shocked when he heard this.

There are job guides, year-end awards, and regular meetings... Ji Tong died before leaving the ivory tower in his previous life. He never thought that he could experience the taste of workplace life after wearing a book, even though his colleagues may not be human.

The data processing capability of the system is very powerful, and Ji Tong quickly became familiar with various operation methods, so he quietly opened the black door to look inside.

The violent storm inside is still unabated, and there is a trend of getting darker and darker.

The little green robot stood tremblingly by the door to watch the storm, dropping a few electron particles from time to time, thinking nervously about how to establish a relationship with the current host.

The host's mood is already so bad, if another voice suddenly appeared in his mind, would he think he was crazy?

Ji Tong thought about it, and decided to see with his own eyes where the plot has progressed.

According to his bad taste, he issued an instruction to the void: "Xiaomei, I want to watch TV."

The customer service who is about to go offline after the tormenting reception work:…

It suddenly felt a little sympathy for this host it had never met before.

Ripples instantly appeared in the huge void, and images of the outside world were gradually projected.

In the magnificent hall, the chandelier is dyed in a light yellow hue, and the French-style pan-fried lamb chops on the tray in the hands of the waiters walking around are steaming, and the fragrance that makes the index finger move.

In view of the special form of parasitism in the host body, this is a "television" that can smell fragrance.

Ji Tong's data groaned a few times in disbelief, and he tried hard to look away from the lamb chops, only to belatedly realize that almost all the guests within sight were looking at him.

In other words, look at the host.

The atmosphere was almost static, and the countless gazes contained completely different emotions, some were gloating, some were mocking, some were stunned, and some couldn't bear to look away.

And the young man in the center of the picture, who looks like a star and a moon, is wearing a well-tailored shirt and trousers, with refreshing short hair hanging on his forehead. He looks docile and well-behaved. The amber eyes have just faded away, and he hastily burst into friendship. Another shy smile.

"Brother Qing Yuan, you are here too."

His voice broke the stagnant air, and soon there were whispers in the crowd.

"Is this the original son? Why is he working as a waiter..."

"My God, why is he here?"

"Shh, keep your voice down."

Pei Yan also heard these discussions, he hurriedly took a few steps forward, lowered his voice and said, "I'm sorry, brother Qing Yuan, I didn't know you would...work here."

Pei Qingyuan, who was being watched by everyone present, actually didn't hear clearly what Pei Yan said in front of him. The loud noise pierced his eardrums sharply, humming, his back was cold, but his soul seemed to be drawn away. Yes, he couldn't make any decent response.

Pei Qingyuan's eyes passed over Pei Yan, who looked exquisite and glamorous, and looked at the couple on the table behind him in a trance. The woman was wearing a familiar wine red satin dress. Pei Qingyuan knew that this had special meaning to her A set of dresses will only be shown on the most important occasions—the long dress is gorgeous, but the woman's willow eyebrows are tightly frowned. She waved to call the hotel head waiter, and said something with a cold expression.

Except for the glimpse when they first met, she has never looked at her former son since then.

While listening, the hotel foreman subconsciously looked at Pei Qingyuan in the distance, with anger and helplessness in his eyes.

So Pei Qingyuan understood the woman's instructions, and before being driven away, he forced himself to turn around and take the initiative to leave this banquet hall that was supposed to be full of joy and joy.

Pei Yan, who was ignored, stood where he was, bit his lower lip, and looked at the back of his "brother" in bewilderment.

Soon someone comforted him: "Don't think too much, it's just an accident."

"You are the protagonist today, be happy and leave outsiders alone."

The rustling words penetrated into Pei Qingyuan's ears, and there were many familiar voices in it, which used to be the voices of his classmates or friends.

The boy's footsteps trembled faintly, he was trying to restrain himself, maybe the pallet in his hand was too heavy, it was about to crush his whole body and his whole soul.

He didn't understand why he had to suffer all this.

A month ago, he came from a wealthy family, and he was born with a golden key in the eyes of others. He has a pair of loving and glamorous parents on the surface, and he has a bright and broad future.

But now, he has returned to the home that really belongs to him, an ordinary and ordinary home.

Pei Qingyuan originally thought that the impact of being exchanged since he was a child was just to adapt to a new life and re-establish a relationship with a new pair of parents. He was only seventeen years old, so maybe there was still time.

However, half a month after he moved back, the room that belonged to him was still full of things that belonged to the previous owner, Lin Yan. Lin Yan returned to his new home where he had no worries about food and clothing. Mother Luo Xiuyun didn't throw them away either, and let them fill up the not-so-spacious room, leaving only a perfunctory gap for Pei Qingyuan.

Just like the day he met his biological mother for the first time, the haggard and thin Luo Xiuyun hugged him and cried loudly, but from the corner of his eye he could clearly see that Luo Xiuyun's reluctant eyes were clearly cast on the helpless girl standing by. Lin Yan.

Seventeen years ago, pregnant Luo Xiuyun's family was poor, and her husband's cancer made the whole family worse. In order to provide a better life for her own son, Luo Xiuyun gritted her teeth and was admitted to the best hospital in the city. He and Lin Yan were switched in the hospital, and the two families have embarked on completely different trajectories since then.

After her husband died of a serious illness, Luo Xiuyun, who was always haunted by guilt, did her best to treat Lin Yanhao. In a single-parent family, the family love gradually crossed the barrier of blood, even after meeting her biological son Pei Qingyuan who had been separated for many years. Her heart is still with Lin Yan, and she often contacts and meets with Lin Yan.

After learning the truth, Pei's father and Pei's mother hated Luo Xiuyun deeply at first. Fortunately, she raised Lin Yan very well. She was kind, simple and lovable. After a few days of getting along with his biological parents, he became very close to his biological parents. His affection for his adoptive mother It was quite deep, and she kept pleading for her, which made Pei Minghong and his wife give up their plan to pursue responsibility, and even wanted to get along with Luo Xiuyun in harmony.

But the hatred of his biological son who had been separated for more than ten years could not dissipate, so it naturally spread to Pei Qingyuan, the fake son who had been raised for seventeen years.

Therefore, Pei Qingyuan was quickly sent back to Luo Xiuyun's side, and his student status was quickly transferred from the prestigious high school he originally attended. Because Lin Yan was about to transfer to this school, Pei Minghong and his wife did not want their son's high school life to be affected.

Although Pei Qingyuan was also their son.

He obviously did nothing wrong, yet he suddenly became an unloved abandoned child.

The most ridiculous part of it is that Pei Qingyuan first discovered that there might be a problem with his life experience, and then he took the initiative to tell his parents to do an investigation, and only then did the following happen, because he was worried that he might occupy other people's lives, which was unfair .

But in the end, no one considered whether all this was fair to him.

His biological mother loved and resented him, and the resentment was even greater, because it was he who broke the peaceful life of the two families and brought hidden secrets to the surface, causing Lin Yan to leave her.

Pei Qingyuan quickly understood that complicated gaze, he thought, maybe he will need to support himself in the future.

Instead of using the money he had saved in the Pei family over the years, he tried to work part-time because he knew that the money was for the son of the Pei family, not him.

Although he was transferred to the No. 2 middle school where Lin Yan once attended, the story of the civet cat being replaced as the prince has not yet spread. The students in the new high school still don’t know Pei Qingyuan’s past. They only thought that he was from a poor family. A classmate asked him if he wanted to take a part-time weekend job as a hotel waiter. He said that the hourly salary was very high, but he was required to be good-looking and tall. He didn't meet the requirements, so he simply introduced him to Pei Qingyuan.

Pei Qingyuan came to the hotel as scheduled. After simple training, he put on a decent uniform with a beautiful bow tie on the neckline. He looked at himself reflected in the glass mirror and thought of the salary he was about to receive. He felt that the future might slowly improve. stand up.

Then he pushed open the door of the banquet hall with a silver dinner plate, and saw many familiar faces unexpectedly.

His former father and mother, his familiar high school classmates, his rich second-generation friends who had a good relationship... They all showed embarrassing complex expressions when they saw Pei Qingyuan.

This is the banquet where Pei's father and mother are going to officially introduce their biological son Pei Yan, who has just changed his surname, to their circle of friends. They hope that this child who has been living abroad for many years will have the most love and the most smooth and happy life in the future.

It's a pity that an unexpected guest came and almost ruined this beautiful evening.

With his gaze piercing his back, Pei Qingyuan used all his strength to force himself not to look back, he wanted to go out, get out of this **** that would shatter all self-esteem for a seventeen-year-old boy.

Even if he had no idea where he was going next.

"Do you want to cry?"

A small voice suddenly sounded at his feet, and at the same time someone gently tugged on his trouser legs.

Pei Qingyuan was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head, and saw a little boy about two or three years old, with a pair of bright big eyes staring at him flickeringly, but with messy hair and crumpled clothes, he looked funny and cute.

He looked at this strange little boy who looked more embarrassed than himself, and instead of crying, he smiled, his eyes were slightly red.

For a moment, Pei Qingyuan seemed to have forgotten his current situation, and asked him hoarsely: "What's wrong with you?"

The little boy froze when he heard the words: "...It's nothing, the wind is a bit strong."

He immediately straightened his hair with his chubby little hands, and he was still chanting words that Pei Qingyuan couldn't understand: "Why do you change your shape and still blow your hair, please don't blow a tornado next time..."

Pei Qingyuan was stopped outside the banquet hall. At this moment, the atmosphere in the venue became lively again. Many people were still paying attention to his movements. There was also a young man who had been following Pei Yan walking towards him with malicious intentions. , I want to have a taste of the wonderful taste of being thrown into trouble.

"Master Pei, don't rush to leave. I haven't seen you for a long time. Why don't you sit down and eat together?"

Pei Qingyuan turned his back to the visitor, and before he had time to pay attention to him, he saw that the little guy in front of him had a serious expression that was not commensurate with his age.

"I can help you change your fate." The little one, who was no taller than his knees, raised his head and looked at him imposingly, "If you believe in miracles."

This is an appearance line that Ji Tong carefully designed for himself. He originally wanted to match a stern man in black with a knife-sharpened face. Unfortunately, according to the growth of the host, his human form is only about three years old, so the actual effect seems to be a little bit funny.

Of course Pei Qingyuan also found it ridiculous, but the world around him was suffocating like a vortex, so after a few seconds of stunned, he asked in a strange way: "Then what price will I... have to pay?"

He no longer believes that good luck will favor him for no reason.

The little boy looked at him with distinct black and white eyes, as if he was thinking about this question seriously.

Amidst the sudden rumble of his stomach, he stood on tiptoe and tugged at the corner of Pei Qingyuan's clothes, and said confidently: "Don't waste food, while it's still hot, let me help you solve it."

Together, they looked at the silver plate that was still heavy just now. The surface of the tan pan-fried lamb chops was covered with oil stars, and the meat was tender and full of burnt aroma.

"Just one lamb chop." The little boy smiled brightly, as if everything seemed to lighten up. "From now on, you will no longer be alone."

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