Don’t Covet the Beautiful System!!

Fu Chengze wondered if there was something wrong with his hearing.

Why didn't he understand what the kid was saying?

"Who is your brother?"

He suddenly remembered the two brothers the girls had mentioned just now, and immediately moved his eyes up, and saw Pei Qingyuan who was queuing up to buy pancakes.

However, this boy who was wearing the same school uniform as him just glanced at him coldly, and then looked away.

Fu Chengze was even more puzzled: "Your brother? I don't even know him, why should I beat him up?"

He is a bully in the second middle school, and his daily routine is to go to get out of class, sleep and play basketball after class. After school, he will go to the Internet cafe computer with his rivals in the opposite fifth middle school. Occasionally fight, and he doesn't pay attention to people in the school except beauties. .

Not long after the new semester started in September, Pei Qingyuan was transferred to another class according to the normal process. Although his outstanding appearance attracted the attention of some girls, he was not very famous in school. For example, Fu Chengze didn't know him, but This weekend, after hearing about the strange event of the civet cat being exchanged for the prince from Pei Yan, he remembered the name Pei Qingyuan.

So even if Pei Qingyuan, whom he said he wanted to beat up, was right in front of him, he couldn't match up at all.

When the little boy heard him say this, his cute smile was immediately tinged with confusion: "You don't know him, so why do you say that the fake family is all bad?"

In this sharp question, Fu Chengze was a little stuck. He opened his mouth and stopped talking, and his underdeveloped brain finally came to his senses: "Your brother is Pei..."

Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Ji Tong tiptoed and tugged at the hem of his school uniform, and interrupted: "You are too tall, I am tired from looking up, can you squat down a little and talk to me?"

Hearing the first half of the child's words, Fu Chengze couldn't help feeling a kind of pride engraved in his DNA, and coughed complainingly: "One meter eighty-five is trouble."

Then Fu Chengze squatted down obediently, looking straight into the little boy's eyes.

Being interrupted by the child like this, it seemed that more than half of the energy he had vowed to vent his anger on for Pei Yan had disappeared.

Now he controlled his volume, and calmly confirmed: "Is your brother Pei Qingyuan?"

Ji Tong nodded and looked at him seriously: "Don't call him a fake, he has done nothing wrong and is innocent."

His voice was also very soft, and he deliberately didn't want Pei Qingyuan to hear him through the chattering crowd.

"He was very young when he was replaced. He was so young that he didn't know anything. It was the adults' fault. If the elder brother could choose by himself, he would definitely want to be with his mother every day."

Ji Tong's voice was crisp, without much emotion, and he looked at him with bright eyes, as if he was just stating a trivial matter, but for some reason, Fu Chengze felt a little sad when he heard it.

He recalled the harsh words he had said a few minutes ago, and suddenly felt a little guilty.

Pei Yan did not say anything bad about Pei Qingyuan, but said that his adoptive mother secretly switched him and Pei Qingyuan in the hospital. He thought that after correcting the mistake, the two families would be able to live their own lives, but during the day the Pei family held a welcome ceremony for him. I saw Pei Qingyuan who appeared suddenly at the banquet, and I don't know if it was a coincidence or something else.

He had preconceived ideas, thinking that Pei Qingyuan, who had gained more than ten years of rich life for nothing, must be nostalgic for the life of the Pei family, unwilling to leave, and wanted to compete with Pei Yan for his parents, and he was indeed in the same line as his mother who could do such a thing.

But in fact, he didn't know Pei Qingyuan at all, and he had no way of knowing what was in his heart. It was just the prejudice caused by stereotypes and positions that defined him in this way.

So Fu Chengze squatted even lower, his originally tight calf softened, and he said a little awkwardly: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that."

As he spoke, he suddenly thought of a question: "Aren't they both only children?"

Why did a kid call Pei Qingyuan his brother?

Ji Tong thought that this would help the host get rid of a potential villain. He is worthy of being the smartest AI in the system world. He said without changing his face: "Brother Qingyuan is a tutor for me. I like him very much. Mom and Dad are too busy with work. , don’t care about me, if only I really had such a big brother.”

Ji Tong became more and more satisfied with the nonsensical setting of "a three-year-old child living in a wealthy family and tutored by Pei Qingyuan", and decided to take it as his external identity and improve it.

In this way, in case someone needs to find his parents, although he cannot become an adult for the time being, he can hack into the communication system through data, and make the voice of an elegant strong woman or a ruthless boss when answering the phone, and he can also Quarreling or acting like a baby with parents on the phone.

He likes to call it a fun cyber double.

Fu Chengze didn't doubt his explanation at all, and had already spontaneously made up a sad story about two non-blood brothers who were not loved by their parents to accompany each other.

He patted his chest and promised: "Don't worry, I will never bully your brother at school, and I will cover him from now on."

"Big brother is so nice." Ji Tong lowered his eyes and landed on the hot pancake in his hand, "The pancake is so delicious."

Fu Chengze patted his head and giggled when he heard this, he hadn't realized what he would lose yet.

"Did you grow so tall by eating pancakes every day? I also want to be as tall as you. I'm so envious."

In the next second, Fu Chengze waved his hand and handed the pancake to Ji Tong without hesitation.

"I have good genes, there is no way, you eat, and strive to grow taller!"

Ji Tong smiled and took a bite of the delicious loot pancake: "Thank you, Brother Gao."

Fu Chengze, who was quite satisfied with this title, got on his bicycle and whistled all the way to the school. He had long since forgotten his ambition to beat someone until he called his father.

On the other side, Pei Qingyuan looked at Ji Tong who had an extra pancake in his hand and ran back with his short legs, and said in a very proud tone: "We are one for each of us. I cheated him into breakfast, and he is going to be hungry."

Pei Qingyuan didn't ask what he and Fu Chengze had said, but his understanding of the intelligence of his system had risen to a new level.

He originally bought a pancake with egg and meat for Ji Tong, but now there is one pancake for each person. Although he has already had breakfast, it is just porridge that is not at all full. Now that Ji Tong is eating so deliciously, he is also hungry stand up.

The autumn morning sun is warm and bright, making people feel bright. Pei Qingyuan and Ji Tong are sitting side by side beside the bicycle eating pancakes, and the shade of the trees is shining with spots of light.

Ji Tong, who has been hungry since yesterday evening, eats very devoutly: "The pancakes are so delicious, it's nice to be a human being."

Hearing this strange emotion from artificial intelligence, Pei Qingyuan raised his mouth slightly: "If you like it, I will bring you to buy it every morning."

"Let's have breakfast together." Ji Tong nodded hastily, "Now I don't think the breakfast at the host's house is delicious, it's still delicious."

The Luo family is not so poor that they live on porridge, it's just the most convenient way, and it also proves that Luo Xiuyun doesn't care enough about his own son Pei Qingyuan who is in adolescence and needs adequate nutrition.

I don't know what breakfast Luo Xiuyun would prepare for Pei Yan every morning when he was in school.

Ji Tong thinks it should not be porridge, pickles and fermented bean curd.

Pei Qingyuan obviously understood this too, he lowered his eyes and responded, "Okay."

He liked this morning when he was suddenly out of track.

The sunlight printed two figures next to each other on the asphalt road, shining brightly.

In the days after he moved to Luo's house, he always walked alone, but now there is a small shadow beside him.

"What is the form of the system?" Pei Qingyuan asked him suddenly, "What do you... look like?"

Ji Tong answered quickly: "The small robot made of data streams is not tall, and it glows green all over. Sometimes it will drop electron particles, just like human hair loss, and it will also change color."

He could have shown it directly to Pei Qingyuan, but it was inconvenient in the public.

"The master has to work hard to do the task, and when the growth value is enough, we can meet at any time in the consciousness space."

Pei Qingyuan seriously imagined what he described, and promised: "I will."

After eating all the pancakes, Ji Tong rubbed his stomach in satisfaction. At the same time, he received a piece of data released by the system center.

[An emergency meeting will be held in the system center in 20 minutes. All systems are requested to arrange today's schedule to avoid affecting the host and the plot line. Be sure to attend on time. 】

... The editor in the system center is quite human-like when he initiates the notification.

Soon to see other system colleagues, Ji Tong couldn't help being a little excited, he looked at Pei Qingyuan: "Host, I'm going to the system center for a meeting in a while, the duration is uncertain, you may not be able to contact me for a while, no need nervous."

Pei Qingyuan was very surprised by what he was going to do today. He digested the novel knowledge that this system actually had a meeting: "Okay, I see."

He also finished his second breakfast and it was time to go to school.

Ji Tong sat on the curb and waved to him happily: "See you after school tonight."

Pei Qingyuan, who was riding a bicycle, responded in the wind: "See you after school."

No one ever told him to see you after school.

Luo Xiuyun did not, nor did her former mother Ye Lanting, not to mention Pei Minghong who was always busy with work, leaving early and returning late.

Ye Lanting's evenings are always spent with a group of equally exquisite and beautiful ladies, watching the sunset in the well-tended garden, complaining that their husbands who don't have a home only know how to spend money to please others, and talking about those things that are updated every day Anecdotes about wealthy families, but I didn't expect that one day my own family affairs would become a part of it.

Will Pei Yan's arrival change everything?

Thinking vaguely, he speeded up and rushed into the wind more forcefully.

At the gate of the No. 2 Middle School, the campus is extremely noisy today. The faces of the students are filled with some kind of subtle excitement, and many of them are whispering among each other.

"Really? Did our school produce such a big rich second generation?"

"Of course it's true. Hey, have you ever seen that transfer student? What class? Their parents are really ruthless enough to let the fake son transfer to the school his real son has attended."

"The one from class three, I've seen it before, and it's pretty handsome—fuck, the one who just came in!"

"Where's Brother Fu? I heard that Brother Fu told me in the morning that he was going to clean up the counterfeit goods... Brother Fu, Brother Fu! Here!"

After arriving at school, Fu Chengze walked into the class and sat down. Seeing the students at the next table eating bread, he was so hungry that he gurgled twice before realizing that he didn't seem to have had breakfast.

He had no choice but to go downstairs to buy again, but he was stopped by a classmate who was in the middle of the walk.

Fu Chengze turned his head impatiently, and looked straight at Pei Qingyuan who was pushing the cart in.

In the fiery eyes of the onlookers who watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal, Pei Qingyuan's face was expressionless. Of course, he remembered what Fu Chengze said at the pancake stand that he wanted to beat him up.

He hasn't fought much, but he has received some self-defense education such as taekwondo and karate since he was a child, so he may not lose to Fu Chengze, the big and tall man who is showing his anger at the moment.

Just when he was about to roll up his sleeves, he saw Fu Chengze strode up to the side of the boy who was on fire, and mercilessly gave him a big chestnut.

"Maomao, I dare you!"

Pei Qingyuan: ...?

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