Don’t Covet the Beautiful System!!

Ji Tong was dumbfounded.

He felt that the host's sentence I know sounds a bit meaningful.

It made him a little fuzzy for no reason.

Ji Tong pondered for a while, recalling Pei Qingyuan's performance just now.

I listened to the recording very carefully, and looked at the photos very carefully...

Does the host particularly approve of his aesthetics?

Suddenly, Ji Tong let go of the doubts in his heart.

Definitely is.

No one can resist Ji Zong's charm.

It makes sense.

The ice cream hot pot that Fu Chengze bought for him arrived soon, and it was the familiar time of feasting the eyes and feasting the mouth.

Ji Tong put aside his planet schoolbag containing precious photos, and happily ate hot pot.

Cheering for the basketball boys, helping the watch Xiaomei who accidentally slipped off the duckling, and taking a photo with the excited Fu Chengze for him to send to his circle of friends to attract the likes of beautiful sisters, and to post pictures in his mind Appreciate to the system friends.

This is Ji Tong's increasingly colorful night life.

[Mr. Ji sent a picture. ]

[Mr. Ji: Me and a child. ]

[Mr. Ji: @音音 which one do you like? ]

After some p pictures, Fu Chengze, who was sweating profusely and smiling brightly, was standing beside Ji Yanxing in black clothes with a cold expression. The aura of a mature man killed the young boy in a flash.

It's just that the ice cream hot pot in front of Ji Banquet seems a bit out of place.

[Yinyin: Hahahahahahaha what are you doing. ]

[Yinyin: I choose Mr. Ji! ]

[Brother Hao: ...How can there be such a naive ghost as you. ]

Ji Tong, who was attacked by elementary school students again, immediately generated a virtual group photo of the young Fang Hao and the overlord Ji Yanxing and sent it as a counterattack.

[Mr. Ji: Xiaohao, this is the real age gap between us, you have to accept the reality. ]

[Brother Hao: Fart! You sure didn't look like that before! ]

[Brother Hao: And I don’t look like this either! ]

While talking, the primary school student honestly sent a real photo that was not a virtual composite. The boy in the picture was about ten years old, with a straight hairstyle, dark skin, a pair of thick glasses, and energetic facial features.

[Yinyin: ...I won't be able to look directly at your adult form in the future, it's still too late for you to withdraw it now. ]

[Brother Hao: Why are you withdrawing, I am obviously very handsome! ]

[Brother Hao: I know that Sister Yinyin looks similar to her before. Xiao Ji, where is your photo? ]

The sudden burst of photos is indeed very schoolboy style.

Ji Tong looked at the tiger-headed primary school student in the photo, and was about to laugh at him, but after thinking about it, these two system colleagues are the only friends who know his human identity, and we may have to get along for a long time in the future.

Treat the friends you have finally made with sincerity.

So he hesitated for a second, recalled his previous appearance, and sent it as a photo.

[Mr. Ji: I am much more handsome than you. ]

[Mr. Ji: I think the distance between me and Mr. Ji is only a black shirt. ]

In the photo, he looks about the same age as Pei Qingyuan, leaning in front of the sunny window, the light blurs all the surrounding scenery, only the thin figure of the young man is particularly clear, and the three-and-a-half-year-old Ji Tong can be vaguely seen in his facial features Shadow, smiling with brows and eyes crooked, stretched out his hand to compare to the camera.

[Brother Hao:? ? It turns out that you really looked like this when you were young. I will rub your head more when we meet next time. ]

[Yinyin: Wow, she was cute when she was young, but she is also handsome when she grows up. Your skin is so fair, how do you take care of it? ]

[Voice: You really should wear a black shirt with such whiteness, contrasting color~]

Ji Tong was a little embarrassed by the words, but his tone persisted in maintaining the arrogance of a domineering boss.

[Mr. Ji: Naturally beautiful, she doesn't like to go out. ]

[Mr. Ji: Xiaohao, do you go to play in the mud in the community every day after school, that's why it's so dark? ]

[Brother Hao: You only play with mud, childish ghost! ! ]

During the joyous chatter, every time Pei Qingyuan turned around, he could see an unusual smirk on the face of his own system.

So the movements of his hands inexplicably aggravated a bit.

The expressions of the players who were repeatedly robbed by him gradually panicked.

"Fuck, why am I so useless today?...Am I too useless, or Brother Pei is too fierce?"

And after Pei Qingyuan received Ji Tong's voice transmission in his head, the entire basketball team fell into the same panic.

"Ruan Ruan, after the second monthly exam, is it time for a parent meeting?"

"Um."

"Then who are you going to ask to hold a parent-teacher meeting for you?" Ji Tong asked a question with ulterior motives.

The host would definitely not let Luo Xiuyun come, and the rest of the Pei family was even less likely. The only possible one was grandpa Pei Huaishan, but it was actually not suitable.

And how can such a trivial matter as holding a parent meeting bother the elderly?

It's better to let the protector who hides behind the scenes come.

"I don't know." Pei Qingyuan said, "Maybe I will go by myself."

"How can I do that?" Ji Tong suggested righteously, "Let my father call Teacher Zhou and communicate how your study is going? This will let the teacher know that someone is supporting you."

Although Ji Banxing cannot appear as a real person for the time being, it is still no problem to make a phone call.

He wants the whole world to feel the charm of President Ji.

Pei Qingyuan: ...

When Ji Tong mentioned that person, his tone was very familiar and intimate.

"Need not."

He refused in a low voice, quickly avoided the defense of the players, and his style of play became more and more fierce.

Ji Tongjin failed to offer slander, regretted for a second, and soon applauded for the wonderful performance of the host.

"Brother, come on!"

Pei Qingyuan made a fake move and dunked.

"Brother is amazing!"

The teammates looked up in despair at the basketball they couldn't touch.

"Brother is the best!"

The basketball was dunked hard into the basket and bounced to the ground, making a loud noise.

When the training session was over, individual players simply lingered on the court, paralyzed into a big character.

"How do you feel that today's training is more tiring than the last game..."

"What stimulated Brother Pei, or did I eat too much at night, so I couldn't run just now?"

"I see, Brother Pei must be planning ahead for the upcoming provincial competitions and increasing everyone's training intensity!"

Amidst the whispers of his teammates, Pei Qingyuan ended the training expressionlessly.

Change clothes, help Ji Tong carry his schoolbag, and drive him home by bike.

Ji Tong, who was enjoying the regular one-stop service of the host, didn't notice anything strange at all.

In the gentle evening breeze, he grabbed Pei Qingyuan's clothes and couldn't help sighing: "I like today so much. Is this what human beings often call happiness?"

Playing the role of the handsome and cool boss to help the host vent his anger, exchanging photos belonging to the real world with friends, having in-depth soul communication, and eating delicious ice cream hot pot.

What a perfect day.

After his words fell, the wind around him seemed to speed up.

The corners of the boy's flying clothes were fuller by the wind, and the corners of his light-colored lips were slightly pursed.

By the way, today's host looks particularly passionate.

Ji Tong was a little curious, and immediately decided to take a peek at the emotional zone where the host had been neglected by him for a while.

He separated some data, and slipped quietly into the black door that has been closed all year round.

It is still a familiar scenery, with a garden in full bloom nearby, and a large amusement park that has not yet been fully completed in the distance.

He is too busy recently, he will be Xiaomei for a while, and he will be a child for a while, and he has no time to finish the amusement park with a super roller coaster. Later, he will speed up the construction and finish it before the host opens the consciousness space permission, and then invite the host to come ribbon cutting.

The little robot looked around with satisfaction, and finally found a special place.

The white butterfly that always lingers in the flowers has a new habitat.

It stopped on a small seedling leaf and flapped its wings gently.

Ji Tong knows the hundred kinds of flowers that he has planted by himself, and he is sure that the plant in front of him was not planted by him.

So it grows out of the host's heart.

The little robot squatted down, curiously stretched out its fluorescent data fingers, and carefully touched the tender green leaves.

There is a wonderful warmth flowing into its body along with the data.

The newborn leaves are very soft, not tough enough, but just enough to carry the weight of a butterfly.

As long as the little robot looked at the butterfly, it stayed on the leaf for as long as it did. The white butterfly wings were as light and beautiful as a dream.

Moreover, Ji Tong keenly observed that this plant was growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Ruanruan." He looked at it and said subconsciously.

The boy riding the bicycle slowed down and looked back at him: "What's wrong?"

Ji Tong thought for a while, and revealed a calm smile that didn't match his appearance at the moment: "It's nothing, I just want to call you."

Pei Qingyuan looked away: "Yes."

Does this thriving plant mean the host is about to grow?

He had another complex feeling of watching a child grow up.

Shouldn't the host be called Ruanruan in the future?

As a majestic and handsome father, he felt that he should call the host Xiao Pei.

This night, Ji Tong spent the sadness that belonged to his old father.

The days at the end of October were extremely busy. While the host was preparing for the college entrance examination and learning artificial intelligence knowledge by himself, the final of the municipal basketball league was over, and No. 2 Middle School really won the championship. The school leaders were very happy. In order to celebrate this rare good result, they also gave bonuses to the team members.

People's cheers echoed in the arena. Under Fu Chengze's insistence, Pei Qingyuan took over the trophy as a team representative. Numerous large and small cameras were aimed at him, and the teammates around him were all laughing heartily. His expression is always calm.

Only when his eyes fell on a certain corner of the auditorium, did he have a trace of warmth.

Under the watchful eye of Zhou Fang, Ji Tong excitedly waved to the members of the No. 2 Middle School who were in the center of the venue, where everyone was watching.

Among this group of half-grown teenagers, it seems that the host is the most temperamental.

As expected of the host brought out by Mr. Ji.

After that is the provincial league, but it is still early before the game starts, so everyone can relax for a while.

But Pei Qingyuan didn't have time to rest, because the Chengde High School Exchange Week scheduled before was about to start.

The next day, on the luxury bus specially selected by the school, the team leader Zhou Fang carefully instructed the students to pay attention.

"After going to the other party's school, I hope everyone will be polite and show the demeanor of our No. 2 middle school students. Have everyone got the reception rules we wrote to Chengde? Once you encounter any problems, communicate with the teacher in time..."

The students selected by the No. 2 Middle School this time are mainly in the second grade of high school, and there are fewer students in the first and third grades of high school. They are all students who are at the top of their grades or have outstanding talents.

A total of two students from class three were selected, namely Pei Qingyuan and Lin Zihai. They didn't know most of the students in other grades, so they naturally sat together.

Lin Zihai brought his wrong question book with him, and originally wanted to take advantage of the time on the road to ask the class monitor about the wrong questions, but for some reason today, he was a little afraid to speak.

The squad leader still looked expressionless as usual, but suddenly there seemed to be a special aura around him, which made people dare not act rashly.

Lin Zihai gradually became dazed in this unknown aura, his forehead was dripping with sweat, and he looked up from time to time to see if the bus's air conditioner was on, trying to adjust the temperature.

Pei Qingyuan noticed that he couldn't relax, and turned his head to look at him slightly.

Lin Zihai immediately lowered his head and stopped all small movements.

…He didn't want to either, but he couldn't resist the instinctive reaction.

Lin Zihai survived this long journey like a year, during which he could only relieve his stress by peeking at the robot Xiaomei who popped up from Pei Qingyuan's wrist from time to time.

Xiaomei is so smart, can he directly ask Xiaomei wrong questions in the future?

The bus finally arrived at its destination and stopped at the gate of Chengde High School.

The students who came down one by one looked at the magnificent campus in front of them, and they were basically amazed.

Stone arches, carved railings, fountains and gardens, a shuttle bus parked inside the school gate to pick up and drop off students... This is not like a school, but more like the entrance to a luxurious manor in a TV series.

Leaders and teachers from Chengde are already waiting at the gate of the school. Today they are not only visiting No. 2 Middle School, but also several high schools from across the province that were invited to come.

At this time, there were two other buses parked at the door. Zhou Fang recognized the school name and badge embroidered on their school uniforms. They were all key high schools ranked very high in the province.

At this moment, Teacher Chengde was busy greeting them. They had obviously met with the leading teacher of the other side. Seeing that No. 2 Middle School had arrived at this moment, they just said hello and asked them to wait a moment.

A group of people stood a little far away and waited. Although Zhou Fang was dissatisfied, it was difficult to say anything because of the polite tone of the other party.

Until Pei Qingyuan's voice rang in her ears.

"Mr. Zhou, we can take the shuttle bus to the dormitory to rest first." Pei Qingyuan reminded her, "There will be activities starting in the morning, and time is very tight. It is best to adapt to the environment as soon as possible."

He has participated in many such activities in Chengde before, and he is very familiar with the process.

It's just that he was on the host's side at that time.

Zhou Fang immediately realized that Chengde School is very big, and there is a shuttle bus from the school gate to the dormitory area. Now there is only one bus parked at the gate, and no matter how you look at it, it cannot accommodate the visiting students of the three schools.

She didn't want to wait for Chengde's teacher to finish receiving the other two schools, and the bus left, and she had to wait on her side.

So she smiled politely and asked Chengde's teacher if he could send the students of his school to the dormitory first.

The teacher on the opposite side was stunned when he heard the words, and naturally he couldn't refuse.

Two minutes later, the students from the exchange groups of other schools looked at the bus leaving slowly with envy in their eyes.

Why can their teacher have so much conversation with the teacher on the opposite side?

They also want to take a car to go in and rest.

In a strange watching atmosphere, the students of No. 2 Middle School looked out from the slow-moving bus, looking at the scenery of Chengde campus with novelty.

"Is there a teaching building over there? It looks so beautiful."

"I've heard people say that the canteens here are free and don't charge money."

There was an accompanying teacher on the bus. Whenever he wanted to introduce Chengde's superior campus environment to this group of second-school students who had never seen the world, he was always blocked by a cold voice.

"It's an office building."

"It's not free, it's expensive."

…

Although what he said were all facts, and there was no emotion attached to his tone, it seemed that there was a subtle irony in it, which could dispel all the arrogance of being superior.

So everyone listened and watched, and it seemed that they were not so envious of the environment here, and the shock when they first saw it gradually disappeared.

Pei Qingyuan raised his wrist all the way, so that the dial of the black watch was facing out of the window.

Ji Tong, who is in the form of a small beauty, stares curiously at the campus where the host has lived for a long time.

Only he could hear the voice with a completely different tone.

"Would you like to see a peacock?"