The system forced me to be a scumbag [Quick Transmigration]

Yuan Linfei led Shen Siyang out of Ge's courtyard.

After walking away for four weeks and no one was around, she put her arms around her chest and asked Shen Siyang, "Tell me, what's going on?"

Just as Shen Siyang was about to explain, a figure rushed to the two of them.

Sang Xiaoshi was out of breath.

"I, me, Si... Sisi brother Yang, he... he..."

"He was bullied. Your son, I acted bravely. I went up and brushed him twice, and got punched twice." Shen Siyang explained for Sang Xiaoshi.

Yuan Linfei glanced at him, then turned to Sang Xiaoshi: "Really?"

Sang Xiaoshi nodded heavily.

Yuan Linfei looked back at Shen Siyang: "Then you are really capable."

Shen Siyang waved his hand, not at all guilty: "It's a small matter."

Yuan Linfei was aware of her son's virtues, so she didn't continue this topic to give him room to brag. She raised her finger and pointed at the bumblebee in his arms: "This toy should not be cheap. Wait a few days for your anger to subside, and find a way to give it to him." people go back."

"I know." Shen Siyang didn't really want to take this toy.

After explaining, Yuan Linfei stopped caring about her son, turned her head to look at Sang Xiaoshi, sized her up for a while, and smiled kindly, "Are you the kid who lives next door to Ge's house?"

Sang Xiaoshi nodded obediently.

"Have you eaten?"

Sang Xiaoshi continued to nod.

"Then why don't you come to Auntie's house to play with brother Siyang? It's very hot outside this summer, let brother Siyang take you to watch TV with a blower fan, and there are popsicles at home."

Sang Xiaoshi blinked, then turned to look at Shen Siyang.

Shen Siyang smiled and embraced Sang Xiaoshi: "Go, brother will take you to eat popsicles!"

-

Shen Siyang opened the refrigerator at home, and saw the [-] cents sugar water popsicles that he hadn't seen for many years.

He hadn't seen this kind of popsicle since he was in college, and he missed it very much for a while, took one out, opened the packaging bag, put it in his mouth, picked and picked for a long time, found one that was much cuter, and handed it to Sang Xiaoshi superior.

Sang Xiaoshi didn't take it right away, and looked at the two-cent sugar water popsicle in Shen Siyang's mouth with some embarrassment.

Shen Siyang didn't say much, and directly closed the refrigerator and stuffed it into his hand: "You are cute, you eat this."

The cold ice cream stuck to the palm of her hand, Sang Xiao curled up her ten fingers slightly, she didn't refuse any more, and thanked her earnestly.

Shen Siyang led him to his bedroom.

On the way there, I couldn't help feeling in my heart that not only his personality and appearance and parents, but also the structure of this house was exactly the same as the one he lived in when he was a child.

Walking into the room, he fumbled for the remote control from his memory, turned around, and found that Sang Xiaoshi was still holding a cutie and didn't eat.

"Why don't you eat?" he asked.

Sang Xiaoshi slightly raised her head to look at him, and raised her finger to point to the wound on the corner of his mouth.

Shen Siyang smiled: "It's really all right, it will be fine in two days."

Sang Xiaoshi bit her lower lip, and carefully uttered a few words: "Taking pictures, yes... I'm sorry."

Shen Siyang was stunned for a moment, remembering what his mother said at Ge's house, and immediately explained: "There is no such thing as taking pictures, my mother made it up to bluff people, otherwise Ge Jiabao's toy is so expensive, I would not be able to bring it out smoothly .”

Sang Xiaoshi was obviously very surprised, he was stunned for a while, and then nodded ignorantly.

Shen Siyang looked at him like a clumsy puppy, couldn't help but feel weak, so he simply reached out and took the cute lot from his hand, and tore off half of the wrapping paper before handing it back.

"Eat quickly, or it will melt. The three of them only apologized to me today, and I owe you an apology. But it's not the time yet. Later, there will be a day when they sincerely apologize to you."

After he finished speaking, he ruaed Sang Xiaoshi's head, then turned and turned on the TV.

"What cartoon do you want to watch? What can be shown on TV at this time..."

Shen Siyang muttered for a long time, but found that there was no movement behind him.

He randomly clicked on a cartoon, turned around and looked at Sang Xiaoshi.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around, he met Sang Xiaoshi's serious gaze.

Shen Siyang couldn't help laughing: "What are you staring at me for?"

Just as Sang Xiaoshi was about to open his mouth, Shen Siyang suddenly pointed at the cuter thing on his hand: "Eat it! It's dripping down."

Sang Xiaoshi heard the words, and hurriedly ate the melted part.

The taste is of cantaloupe.

Feeling the cold and soft ice cream in his mouth, Sang Xiaoshi blinked his big grape-like eyes, and his voice was soft like melted ice cream.

"Siyang...brother, today...is a little...different."

Shen Siyang was taken aback: "What's the difference?"

Sang Xiaoshi pursed her lips: "Before...wouldn't...talk to me."

When the child said this, his eyes lowered, his long eyelashes flickered, and he couldn't hide his nervousness.

Looking at his thin face, Shen Siyang felt numb in his heart, put his hand on his head, and said with a smile, "Because today's me is a limited edition."

Sang Xiaoshi raised his head when he heard the words, and looked at him in confusion: "What is... a limited edition?"

Shen Siyang picked up the sugar water popsicle that was only half left in his mouth to his left cheek, pondered for a moment, and then smiled: "It's just for you."

Sang Xiaoshi was stunned, as if he couldn't make any expressions for a moment, he could only look at Shen Siyang in a daze.

Slowly his face turned red until the ice cream in his hand melted again, and Shen Siyang reminded him to eat it.

Swallowing the cantaloupe-flavored cold again, he seemed to muster up his courage, and asked, "Then tomorrow...tomorrow can still be...limited?"

Shen Siyang met the child's serious eyes, but did not respond for a while.

He bit off a piece of ice and swallowed it without much chewing.

The ice cubes slid down the esophagus, cooling all the way into the heart.

"Come and see me tomorrow morning, and you'll know."

-

Shen Siyang sent Sang Xiaoshi away before dinner.

After dinner in the evening, I walked with Ms. Yuan Linfei and Mr. Shen Shiwu for half an hour, and when I got home and lay on the bed in the bedroom, Shen Siyang tried to talk to the mechanical voice in his head.

However, he struggled to ask a bunch of questions, his head was always quiet, so quiet that he wondered if the mechanical sound he heard before was his hallucination.

Until he thought of the so-called task assigned by the mechanical voice at noon: "You said that I want to live again in the real world, and I must care for the protagonists of the ten worlds, and then push them away at the right time to make them grow, then if I don't Do what you say? What will happen?"

This time, after a slight hissing sound, the mechanical voice finally appeared again: "Mission failed, death."

Shen Siyang was silent for a moment: "What is the specific method of the so-called ruthless abandonment? In the future, I want to break with him? Turn against each other? Or do I want to fight the other way around?"

"The system will calculate the best solution in real time based on the actual situation."

Shen Siyang thought about it, thought for a while and then asked: "When will we do the 'abandonment'? What about after "abandoning"?Will I stay in this world, or go to the next world right away? According to what you mean, I should go to ten completely independent worlds, right? "

He asked several questions in a row, only to hear two hisses in his head, and the mechanical voice gave him the same answer: "The system will calculate the best solution in real time based on the actual situation."

Shen Siyang had a preliminary judgment. This thing is probably an artificial intelligence customer service, and it will only answer when asked about key words.

And it should be a simple artificial intelligence customer service with multiple sets of keywords set to the same answer. In short... it may not know anything except for the assignment of basic settings.

Shen Siyang still has no way to fully confirm the authenticity of the world he is currently in.

But if he wakes up tomorrow and the person is still here, then it is basically the same.

He put his hands behind his head, stared at the ceiling and thought about his current situation in the real world, and he didn't feel too sad for a while.

Although he is the only child in his family, his parents are very loving, and he is completely the one who buys a mobile phone as a gift.

If he died unfortunately, his parents would definitely be sad, but not so sad that they could not continue to live.

As for the emotional aspect, let alone a partner, I haven't even liked anyone in 25 years.

So he has no worries at all in this regard.

Friends... If those cubs can remember to burn some paper money for him every year, he will be grateful.

Thinking about it, sleepiness welled up.

Shen Siyang yawned, and simply pulled off the thin quilt to go to sleep.

Not long after he closed his eyes, he opened them again suddenly, and he asked again with the mentality of trying: "In general novels and TV dramas, shouldn't this kind of mission of traveling to help the protagonist provide a series of storylines around the protagonist?"

This passage should have touched a key word, and a mechanical voice soon sounded in my mind.

"This is not a story world. No one has a predetermined direction and ending. Sang Xiaoshi will be defined as the protagonist because his talent and potential meet the system's capture criteria."

"Oh." Shen Siyang didn't mind this too much. He was just asking casually. He cared more about what Sang Xiaoshi had experienced so far than what would happen to Sang Xiaoshi in the future. experience, should you be able to provide it to me?"

The mechanical voice appeared again: "The host please explore by yourself."

Shen Siyang knew it, but he didn't know anything.

He simply stopped asking, rolled up the quilt twice to cover his head, closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

However, just as he was about to greet Duke Zhou in his dream, a sound of knocking on the glass pulled him out again.

Shen Siyang listened in a daze, someone was throwing stones at his window.

There was a guess in his heart, he threw off the quilt and got out of bed, and when he opened the window, he saw an angry Ge Jiabao.

Shen Siyang's room is on the second floor.

Ge Jiabao couldn't climb it, so he could only stand on the wall of his house and grin at him.

After only being scolded all night, Ge Jiabao felt somewhat apprehensive.

At this point, lights were on in the surrounding houses, so he didn't dare to make a loud noise, so he could only yell at Shen Siyang Xu: "My bumblebee! Give it back to me!"

Shen Siyang spread his hands at him, with a smile on his face: "No."

Ge Jiabao's face instantly turned red with anger, and he picked up a stone in his hand and was about to throw it at Shen Siyang.

Before he could move, Shen Siyang said, "Come on, throw it to your heart's content."

He nodded his head: "Here, Bumblebee turns around."

Nod the arm again: "Here, the bumblebee broke its arm."

Finally pointing to the leg: "Here, the bumblebee broke its leg."

After speaking, he gave Ge Jiabao a bright smile: "There are many choices, come on."

Ge Jiabao obviously has never encountered such a shameless person at such a young age. He blushed and stared at Shen Siyang for a long time, roared angrily, threw all the broken stones on the ground, and finally struggled: "You How will you give it back to me?"

Shen Siyang leaned on the window sill with his hands folded in front of his chest, and after thinking for a moment in silence, he asked aloud, "Why do you say that about Sang Xiaoshi today?"

A trace of obvious displeasure flashed across Ge Jiabao's face: "That little stutterer has nothing to say."

Shen Siyang snorted and laughed: "Big fat man, will you tell me?"

Ge Jiabao's eyes widened in disbelief: "What did you call me?!"

"Big, fat, son, do you understand enough?"

"Why do you call me fat man!"

"You can call Xiao Shi Xiaoba, why can't I call you Big Fatty?"

"He stuttered!"

"Hey, then you are a real short-legged fat man."

"Others! Others call him that too!"

"So, the whole town calls you short-legged fat man, can you show your big white teeth and be happy from the bottom of your heart?"

Ge Jiabao was so angry that he couldn't scold him again and again, he was so annoyed that he turned around and wanted to leave.

Shen Siyang floated out a sentence slowly: "You don't want the bumblebee anymore?"

Ge Jiabao stopped in place, his chest beating for a long time, before he gritted his teeth and said, "He has no father or mother, and lives with his aunt and uncle. It is also true that he robs the dog for food. I saw it with my own eyes. On the second floor, I saw his aunt and uncle eating at the dining table in their living room, and he was squatting in the corner with his big yellow dog with a bowl to eat."

Shen Siyang's expression darkened instantly when he heard Ge Jiabao's words.

Ge Jiabao didn't notice this, so he asked Shen Siyang after speaking, "I told you, can you return the bumblebee to me?"

Shen Siyang withdrew his thoughts: "I will pay you back."

Ge Jiabao was overjoyed, and before he had time to be happy, he heard Shen Siyang say again: "But not now."

"Why are you like this!" Ge Jiabao was annoyed.

"I didn't say anything at first, so I'll pay you back if you say so?" Shen Siyang chuckled lightly.

Ge Jiabao was so angry that he almost gritted his teeth: "Then when will you pay me back?"

"When you don't call Sang Xiaoshi Xiaoba, but call him by his first name."

Ge Jiabao was not happy in his heart, but after weighing it for a while, he still said: "You pay me back now, and I'll just call him by his name from now on."

Shen Siyang leaned on the window sill with both hands, and looked down at the child standing on the low wall.

He put away all the jokes and indecent attitude, looked at Ge Jiabao, and said in a serious tone, "It's not because you want to call him Bumblebee, but one day, you sincerely want to call him Sang Xiaoshi."

"When the time comes, I will take the initiative to pay you back."

After speaking, he waved at Ge Jiabao and closed the window.