Don’t Covet the Beautiful System!!

The freshman meeting was held at ten o'clock in the morning, and Ji Tong "woke up" on time at half past nine, put away the large disguise props, and opened the bed curtain with his messy hair.

Tonight, I will be attending a class dinner. A group of students I just met will not eat too late, and the time is almost just enough.

The other three roommates had already woken up, and Pei Qingyuan went to the cafeteria to buy a hearty breakfast and put it on his table.

They were going to go out soon, Huang Wen and Cui Yinan were looking at their mobile phones to pass the time, chatting with their classmates.

Seeing that Ji Tong, who had been going to bed at eight o'clock last night, finally got up, the faces of the two of them were filled with admiration. The length of Ji Tong's sleep was really amazing.

"Aren't you tired after sleeping for so long?"

"Not tired." Ji Tong said without changing his face, "I slept very comfortably."

Last night the host put him next to the pillow and made a small bed with a pillow towel. Ji Tong originally wanted to go back to the host's consciousness space after chatting. Thinking about it was fun, so he really used a plush doll. The form slept through the night.

No wonder Fang Hao likes to turn into a dice and sleep in the flying chess box when he came to play.

What an amazing experience.

From yesterday to the end, the host didn't tell him what was so funny about Huang Wen, it might be because he was sleepy, and he stopped talking after telling him to sleep.

As the night passed, Ji Tong quickly put this matter behind him, because he had a lot of new things to think about every day.

Like what to wear and what to eat.

Ji Tong finished washing in pajamas, and after finishing breakfast at the speed of light, he dug out the black shirt that Sister Yinyin bought for him last year from the closet, and happily changed into it.

As for the host who is going to speak at the freshmen meeting, Ji Tong finally decided to let the host wear a regular white shirt after a day of careful selection, which will not go wrong and fits the host's temperament very well.

The main reason is that black and white matching is more interesting.

Cui Yinan, who was watching the excitement, felt quite regretful: "Yesterday, the floral shirt looks good. It's so exciting to wear this to speak in public."

Ji Tong also liked the floral shirt that the host hadn't put on: "I will definitely do it next time!"

Pei Qingyuan, who let him play with him: ...

Ji Tong's movements were quick, and he settled everything in a quarter of an hour, and then went out with everyone to the super auditorium in the school.

Along the way, everyone's eyes were taken away by this black and white.

Huang Wen, who was walking beside them, sighed: "Fortunately, I'm not in the same class as you two."

Cui Yinan laughed: "Think of the best, if you stay next to them, you don't have to worry about your image, you can wear whatever you want, no one will notice anyway."

"That's right, why don't you wear it?"

"It's hard to say, why don't you try?"

Ji Tong's eyebrows and eyes were amused by his companion's conversation. His complexion was originally fair, but after wearing a black shirt, the contrast was even more extreme. His fairness was almost unreal, and he frequently attracted the attention and comments of strangers.

Pei Qingyuan, who was always beside him with a habitual expressionless face, has successfully evolved from indifferent to frosty after arriving in the auditorium, bringing students a better cooling effect than the auditorium's air conditioner for free.

The only person bypassed by the air conditioner was Ji Tong.

He looked at the host with satisfaction, and felt that his aesthetics were really advanced, and this white shirt was just right.

High-end ingredients often only require the simplest cooking methods.

In view of other students sitting around, he whispered to the host: "Brother is so handsome in a white shirt."

The strange student next door who was about to report to the teacher that the temperature of the air conditioner was too low stopped, and suddenly felt less cold again.

The air conditioning in this auditorium is weird.

Probably because there were too many people.

The huge auditorium was packed with freshmen. Today's opening ceremony and freshman conference was held regardless of faculties and departments. Nearly 4,000 freshmen gathered together, and the visual effect was very shocking.

After the school leaders and teachers finished their speeches, it was the freshmen representatives who spoke.

"Next, I invite Pei Qingyuan, the freshman representative from the School of Artificial Intelligence, to speak on stage—"

Amid the applause resounding from the audience, Ji Tong skillfully turned on the video recording mode.

Today, he not only needs to use the built-in video recording function of the system, but also takes the camera that Fu Yinyin gave him, so as to leave precious commemorative photos in this real world.

In the eyes of countless people and shallow discussions, Pei Qingyuan got up and walked to the most dazzling position.

This auditorium is many times larger than the similar banquet hall at the beginning of the story.

Pei Qingyuan's footsteps were steady, he walked to the podium surrounded by flowers and stood still, looking at the crowd that had become very small, the young man who was holding up the camera to take pictures was still in focus.

He started talking.

Ji Tong quietly looked at the expressions of the people around him, this time there was no complex pity or contempt, only quiet listening.

time flies.

Similar scenes, same people, completely different feelings.

Ji Tong's environmental monitoring function allowed him to find many acquaintances, such as Shen Yiming, a top student who was admitted to the Department of Astronomy, Song Shixing, a beach volleyball player he met while traveling, and some students he met when he accompanied the host to participate in exchange activities.

For example, Pei Yan, whom I haven't seen for a long time.

He sat among the students of the Finance Institute.

The freshman representatives on the stage had cold eyebrows, outstanding temperament, unhurried tone of voice, with irrefutable persuasion and awe-inspiring aura.

Pei Yan, who was sitting upright, noticed that two or three students turned their heads to look at him, their expressions were hesitant to speak, and seeing that he still didn't respond, he looked away in disappointment.

He knew why these people looked at him, and why they hesitated to stop what they wanted to say.

It's not a secret that Pei's family was changed. Even though most of the students from all over the world didn't know about it, some people still knew about his relationship with Pei Qingyuan.

This was supposed to be an "interesting" gossip, especially how the person who occupied the magpie's nest became bleak little by little after returning to the ordinary. This is something people like to talk about.

But now that person is still standing on the stage with brilliance, even more radiant than before.

All noisy discussions have lost their meaning.

Good outsiders like such dramatic stories the most. They will harshly compare two people who should not be in opposition, and turn the real pain of others into fluffy talk to fill their own empty lives.

What's more, they will use it for their own benefit.

For example Xiang Jinyang.

But all their hopes were dashed.

Pei Yan was thinking absent-mindedly until his companion who was secretly playing with his mobile phone touched him.

"It's snowing at Brother Zhuang's place, I'm really envious." The companion showed him the screen of the mobile phone and whispered, "I don't know when I can go back to China for vacation and get together with us."

It was a beautifully composed photo. The background was a western-style building covered with snow. Young students holding books walked along the path. Their long scarves were blown up by the wind, blowing past those foreign faces with bright smiles. .

Pei Yan smiled, and also replied in a low voice: "It should be soon."

In this distant white snow, his thoughts also became quiet, and he took his attention away from those subtle eyes.

He is obviously jealous of Pei Qingyuan, ever or now.

But someone told him gently and firmly that jealousy itself is innocent, but there are good and bad ways to vent jealousy.

He told Pei Yan what is the right way.

To Pei Yan, the other party seemed like a savior who came out of the chaos.

Gradually, he thought, maybe he really found the right way in that flashy new world.

After the freshman representative finished speaking, Pei Yan raised his hands and applauded like everyone else.

Warm and turbulent voices filled the entire space.

After the freshman meeting was over, Pei Qingyuan and Ji Tong came out side by side with the crowd, and he immediately noticed that Ji Tong was in a good mood.

Not just pure happiness, but also like letting go of something.

"Did something good happen?" he asked.

Ji Tong nodded, and told him in his heart: "Host, Pei Yan has also been admitted to Jiangyuan University, and just now he was sitting at the School of Finance."

Pei Qingyuan was a little surprised, and heard him say again: "I observed for a long time, and I don't think he is hostile to you. I think maybe he has grown up."

In high school, Pei Yan drove his former classmates intentionally or unintentionally, causing trouble for Pei Qingyuan who had just transferred to No. 2 Middle School.

So in order to prevent Pei Yan from doing bad things in the future, when the host moved away from Luo Xiuyun's house, Ji Tong took a childhood diary that Pei Yan had forgotten and discarded, just in case.

According to the law that the shadow of childhood will run through life, mastering the enemy's childhood is basically equal to mastering his weakness.

Now it seems that it may not be useful.

"If you have a chance later, you can return the diary to him." Ji Tong added, "I didn't peek at the diary."

"Okay." Pei Qingyuan responded.

After all, the two are in the same school, and it is inevitable that they will encounter each other. If they can get along peacefully like ordinary classmates and let the mistakes made by the previous generation stop here, it is indeed a good thing.

It's just that there is a faint doubt in Pei Qingyuan's heart.

Who helped Pei Yan get rid of the influence of Xiang Jinyang who hated him so much?

This question flashed through his mind, and his thoughts were quickly occupied by Ji Tong who was looking around.

Taking advantage of the fact that classes have not officially started in the past few days, the recruitment activities of various clubs on campus are in full swing.

As soon as Pei Qingyuan saw the stalls recruiting new members from those associations, he remembered that yesterday Ji Tong asked his senior sister if there were many girls in the baking club.

...Actually, he always thought that Ji Tong would like boys more.

When I was young, I obviously liked to look at the abs of the members of the basketball team. Why did I become a lover of looking at beautiful women when I grew up?

With this unsolved mystery in mind, Pei Qingyuan made preparations in advance to prevent Ji Tong from joining clubs such as the dance club and literature club.

And as he expected, Ji Tong's eyes really lingered on the signboards of these clubs that obviously had more girls.

Ji Tong is judging which society the host is more receptive to.

He deeply regretted that the host was unwilling to let him join the baking club.

It may be because he is afraid that he often brings delicious food back, which will indirectly affect the host's ability to keep fit.

It's a pity that I can't tell the host, he is obviously looking for the true love peach blossom for the host responsibly.

There is a suggestion in the work manual, after discovering the other half of the host's emotional line, it is best not to tell the host directly, so as not to cause rebellious psychology.

Does dancing sound healthier?

Ji Tong secretly observed the expression of the host, and Pei Qingyuan quietly followed the gaze of his system, and there was a subtle atmosphere between the black and white shirts.

"Brother, I want to participate..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Pei Qingyuan's expression became tense, and the words "don't go" were already on the line.

As a result, after seeing the signboard of the club next to the dance club, Ji Tong was suddenly taken away, his eyes straightened and he said: "Mahjong club!"

Pei Qingyuan: ...?

"Okay." He breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he doesn't know the ratio of men to women in the mahjong club.

But the activity sounds like it's hardly brewing love.

The recruiting seniors of the Mahjong club were flattered to receive these two freshmen who attracted 90% of the audience's attention.

"Hi classmates, the main activity of our club, heck, of course it is playing mahjong, but it's not the same as the mahjong used for entertainment in life. Ours is competitive mahjong, with relatively complicated rules, so we can participate in the competition..."

Ji Tong happily filled out the membership application form, but Pei Qingyuan didn't fill it in. He already had a clear plan for what he would do during college, and I'm afraid he didn't have much time to play mahjong.

Anyway, when Ji Tong is having fun, he will definitely tell him in his heart that he is not missing it.

Every time Ji Tong won the flying chess game with Fang Hao before, Pei Qingyuan, who was sitting in front of the workbench assembling the jelly bean robot, would hear the good news from him immediately.

After joining the mahjong club, Ji Tong temporarily put aside the matter of helping the host find peach blossoms, and planned to see what other strange student clubs there are.

He stopped in front of a community booth filled with beautiful potted plants.

Next to the potted plant lay a big orange cat lazily basking in the sun.

The senior sister of the gardening club enthusiastically said: "This is the cat raised by the instructor of our club. After joining our gardening club, not only can you learn the skills of planting and raising flowers, but you can also pet the cat at any time."

Ji Tong and Pei Qingyuan originally had a cat, but Huahua has a special appearance and a more special physique. Put it in the treasure chest, and then summon it when you go home from vacation.

Ji Tong squatted down, stretched out his hand tentatively, trying to touch the orange cat's head: "Hello."

The orange cat didn't avoid him, and seemed to be used to strangers, allowing him to touch her generously.

Ji Tong smiled even more happily, her eyes sparkled, and the senior from the gardening club blushed slightly, trying to get closer: "Student, what kind of flowers do you like? You can come to the club and learn how to grow them."

Ji Tong thought for a while, and said seriously: "I want to grow mushrooms."

The senior sister looked surprised: "Mushroom?"

"Yes." Ji Tong looked at the potted plants on the booth and described, "I want to plant white mushrooms in pots like that."

The senior couldn't help laughing: "The plants you like are very special."

Pei Qingyuan on the side was stunned.

He dreamed that "Ji Tong" was holding a potted mushroom like that.

Pei Qingyuan always thought that the series of dreams were the illogical interpretation of many fragments of reality under the influence of fantasy.

Because Ji Tong named the cat he turned into a mushroom, and the exchange students said that the mushroom was long and the mushroom was short every day, so there was that huge mushroom floating outside the window in his dream.

But before Ji Tong said in reality that he wanted to plant a potted mushroom, he first dreamed of the pale boy who had the same face as Ji Tong, squatting under the shade of a summer tree, carefully planting a mushroom into a flower pot .