Scum Girl Transformation System

Lin Yilan had been sitting in front of the computer for [-] hours straight, and his consciousness was extremely excited, but he didn't feel much tired.

But the spine couldn't bear it first, she didn't move her legs, but just adjusted the distance between her upper body and the back of the chair to make herself more comfortable.

Soon the codes that were continuously disassembled and reassembled on the computer quickly formed very regular symbols. Lin Yilan felt a little annoyed when he saw the calculated results after running for 1 minute.

She has calculated it countless times, but the results are different every time. She even tried to use brute force to crack it, but it still didn't work. She actually planned to buy a supercomputer.

But that thing is too expensive, she can't afford it, she has the self-consciousness of being a poor guy very much, and her good person value has been constantly overdrawn by her to increase her intelligence.

Because for her, the brain is the best hardware, and everything else is secondary, and that thing can only be used in the system space. If she is required to provide data proof in the future, she will not be able to prove it, even if she has Eight mouths can't tell.

021 was watching from the side, and felt that the code was disordered, because it had already seen the prototype of the mimic sensing system. Logically speaking, this thing should have begun to take shape when Lin Yilan was in his 30s. More than ten years ahead of schedule.

"Dong dong dong." There was a knock on the door.

Lin Yilan's first reaction when she heard the knock on the door was annoyance, she didn't want to get up at all, she didn't even bother to move, exhaustion flooded her like a tide.

Aunt Liang actually called her these few days, but she didn't really want to answer it. A kind of anxiety and boredom lingered in her brain, as if she had to make something but couldn't touch it. Kan's boredom and anxiety.

It wasn't until the knock on the door became louder that Lin Yilan slowly got up from his chair and walked over to open the door.

Standing at the door was Zheng Song. Lin Yilan glanced at the electronic watch in her hand. It was already 08:30 in the evening. She felt that Zheng Song who came to her at this time was a little strange.

Zheng Song's hair is messy, he doesn't wear glasses, and his expression looks a little nervous. Most of the boys at this age are good-looking. Even with this slovenly demeanor, Zheng Song looks exceptionally handsome.

Lin Yilan looked at him like this, and immediately wanted to look in the mirror, to see if he had become a plague by staying up late these days.

Who knows that Zheng Song came forward and held her wrist before she could put it into action. Lin Yilan was stunned for a second, and then reached out to pull his wrist out of Zheng Song's hand, but it seemed as if she had been caught. It was as if an iron tong was bound, and he couldn't break free at all.

"How do you think about it? Can you give me an accurate word, don't hang me up?" Zheng Song spoke a little anxiously, his breathing was panting, and he could see that he was very nervous, and the hand holding Lin Yilan was shaking.

Lin Yilan is really in a big trough right now. He used his little brain to beat up many top students to think for a while, and came to the most likely conclusion: "You must have drunk too much."

Zheng Song seemed to be stabbed by this sentence: "I didn't drink too much, I was sober! I just want you to give me an accurate word, don't let me get stuck..." He said I don't know if it's Lin Yilan's illusion, as if he heard the meaning of grievance.

If it weren't for Lin Yilan who has been nesting in this small place for the past few days tinkering with her broken inventions, convinced that she didn't have any time to commit crimes, she would have thought that she had gone out to murder and set fire, so she looked at Zheng Song, and then looked at it again Zheng Song shook his hand and asked the system: "What's wrong with him?"

021 paused: "Let me check."

About five seconds later, 021 said: "He went to your mailbox for three days to post a confession letter, and has been waiting for your reply for the past few days."

Lin Yilan looked dull...

Here's the thing.

Zheng Song has been thinking about his feelings for Lin Yilan after the knockout round, probably the kind of feeling that his eyes can't help but follow her wherever she is.

So the question is, what kind of feeling is this feeling?

At the end of that competition, he regained his No.2. Logically speaking, he was actually in a good mood. He even surpassed Lin Yilan several times in the first round. The idiot was squeezed down.

God knows how much he can't get used to this kid, this kid is definitely the most annoying person he has met in all these years, not one of them, ten Chen Zhis added up, none of Shen Ji made him have the urge to put on a sack.

Lin Yilan left the venue as soon as the game was over. Their various electronic products were placed in the background. He saw Shen Ji stuffing a beautifully wrapped gift box into Lin Yilan's cabinet.

If he heard that Shen Ji gave Lin Yilan chocolates before, he just felt uncomfortable, but seeing it with his own eyes would be another matter. He resisted the sinister impulse and thought carefully about his feelings for Lin Yilan .

In the end, he came to the conclusion that maybe he liked Lin Yilan a little bit.

What kind of feelings does Lin Yilan have for him?Zheng Song thought about it carefully, and remembered that Lin Yilan gave him a drink back then. At that time, he thought that Lin Yilan might really have given it to someone else, but now that he thinks about it, everything is suspicious.

Why didn't she refute when she was insulted by Little Glasses, and even seemed to admit the drink directly?Why didn't he go out to clarify when others spread the scandal about the two of them? At this time, Zheng Song had completely forgotten about the scandal and he didn't take it seriously.

So he came to another conclusion... Lin Yilan... Does Lin Yilan like him a little bit?

As soon as he thought of this possibility, his thoughts began to diverge like tree roots. People always like to guess where they want.

In fact, he hasn't gotten along with girls very much, and he usually likes to be alone. As a junior high school student, he still doesn't quite understand what it means to like someone, but he just can't control his wild thoughts.

In the end, after much deliberation, he was upset, and finally decided to ask Lin Yilan for an accurate answer. He wanted to know if Lin Yilan liked him.

He didn't have any scruples about not being able to make friends even if he said something, because he knew in his heart that he and Lin Yilan were not really friends if he said something that was not pleasant.

So he took action that night, spent three hours carefully wording and sent the first love letter in his life, and then waited for Lin Yilan to give an accurate word.

One day passed...

Two days have passed...

Three days have passed...

He couldn't help it anymore. He was different from Shen Ji. Shen Ji's skillful demeanor showed that he had fallen in love countless times. What is the use of the face?

But Zheng Song was not, he tossed and turned, and even regretted several times that he had sent the letter out of hand. After struggling for three days in a row, he finally decided to ask Lin Yilan for an accurate answer.

And then here's the scene now...