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

The finance department is full of classes in the afternoon.

Both Shen Siyang and Fan Zhi only had one big class in the afternoon.

After finishing their respective classes, the two rushed to the finance department's class during the 20-minute break.

There are three classes in the Department of Finance.

The last class in the afternoon is a big class held by the whole department in a lecture theater that can accommodate [-] people.

Shen Siyang and Fan Zhi arrived at about the same time.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Mo Xinqiao in the back row waving wildly.

The two walked to the back row.

Fan Zhi lifted the ball jersey on his body and wiped the sweat off his face, and asked doubtfully, "Why are you in such a hurry? Can you still lose your position?"

Mo Xinqiao was speechless: "Really. Can you believe that idiot in the morning has a follower? As soon as he entered the classroom at noon, he rushed up to trouble Deng Peishan. Fortunately, one of them was acquainted with Tang Yushan and was fooled away by Tang Yushan. gone."

After she finished speaking, she saw that Fan Zhi who was sitting next to her was covered in sweat, and she was completely like a human-shaped stove, so she moved a little in disgust: "Aren't you going to class, why are you still covered in sweat in your ball uniform?"

Fan Zhi gritted his teeth: "Physical education class, playing with people from the sports academy is really cool!"

He unscrewed the ice water in his hand, downed half a bottle in one gulp, and asked Mo Xinqiao, "Tang Yushan knows that idiot's follower? That idiot in the morning obviously doesn't know him at all."

Mo Xinqiao explained: "Me, Tang Yushan, and Mu Zhihuai, the three of us are from the first class of finance, and Deng Peishan and that idiot are from the second class of finance. It's not surprising that we don't know each other. It's probably the kind of people who have a common understanding. People, but they don’t know each other.”

Fan Zhi said "Oh" and looked around: "Where is Tang Yu Shanren?"

"The group of people went outside to smoke, and he followed to inquire about the news."

"Why is Mu Zhihuai missing?"

Mo Xinqiao raised her chin: "It's on the podium."

Shen Siyang saw it as soon as he entered the classroom.

Mu Zhihuai was standing on the left side of the podium.

In mid-September, the temperature is just right.

Mu Zhihuai was wearing an apricot long-sleeved sweater.

The windows near the podium are closed.

It was probably a little stuffy, and the sleeves on both sides were pushed up to the elbows.

The arm with fair skin but obvious muscle texture is exposed to the sun.

Holding a stack of notebooks on one side, holding a pen in the other hand to draw on the podium table.

Every time a few strokes are drawn, a part of the notebook will be unloaded and placed on the corner of the podium table.

The young man's head drooped slightly, and there was no warmth on his beautiful face.

But every movement is still so pleasing to the eye that people can't take their eyes off it.

Register all homework received.

After packing up the registration form and roll call list and placing them in the center of the podium table, pressing them down with a blackboard eraser, he raised his head and walked off the podium.

As soon as he took a step, he met Shen Siyang who was watching him in the back seat.

Ripples appeared in the eyes as silent as stagnant water, followed by a smile.

Like the finishing touch, the beauties on the murals were given life, and they walked quickly to the back row.

Mu Zhihuai sat down in the empty seat beside Shen Siyang, and asked softly, "Are you going to have no class next semester?"

Shen Siyang nodded and smiled lightly.

When Shen Siyang smiled, Mu Zhihuai couldn't recover.

His eyes fell on Shen Siyang's warm doggy eyes, and then on the faint dimples on Shen Siyang's lips.

Staring blankly at the person, there was no response for a long time.

Until Mo Xinqiao's voice sounded, attracting the attention of the two of them.

"Come back? Have you found anything?"

Mo Xinqiao looked at Tang Yushan who was sitting in the empty seat beside Deng Peishan.

Tang Yushan panted lightly, supported his glasses and replied, "Yes. First, this identity was only found with those people in the past few days, and the ultimate goal seems to be to catch up with Qiu Zhi. Second..."

He looked at Deng Peishan: "Peishan, try not to separate from us these few days. If you have a schedule to act separately, it's best to find someone to accompany you. I don't know why, but their group is very malicious to your identity. There is even a feeling of... not taking your identity as a human being at all."

Fan Zhi was puzzled and said, "Deng Peishan, has your identity done anything to offend them?"

Deng Peishan buried his head, and there was a scratch on his forehead.

It was at noon that group of people couldn't help rushing in and bumped into it while pushing and shoving.

He shook his head and replied, "No."

After answering, his thoughts seemed to be a little far away, and he muttered softly after a while: "For those people, whether they did something wrong or not is only related to whether they bullied enough to be justifiable."

Fan Zhi didn't hear clearly, and asked, "What?"

Deng Peishan shook his head and said nothing.

Fan Zhi didn't care either, and his thoughts quickly ran away: "Why do you want to curry favor with Qiu Zhi? What's there for that idiot to curry favor with?"

The character Qiu Zhi only appeared in Deng Peishan's book.

Deng Peishan responded: "His family is very rich, and his father is one of the donors for the school's laboratory building."

Combining the information obtained in the morning, Shen Siyang looked at Tang Yushan and asked, "Is there any sign that your character is in urgent need of money?"

After thinking for a long time, Tang Yushan shook his head: "This character has a lot of brand-name clothes and expensive sneakers, but his family doesn't seem to be rich, so I think he should just be purely greedy for vanity."

Fan Zhi rolled his eyes speechlessly.

Mo Xinqiao sighed, looked at Shen Siyang and Fan Zhi, and changed the topic: "Did you get anything in the afternoon?"

"Don't tell me, there really are." Fan Zhiying, "Look at your mobile phone with that identity. Is there a record of a call with me last night?"

"I remember it." Mo Xinqiao took out the phone, "But your identity often calls me in this identity, so I didn't take it seriously. Was there a problem with the call yesterday?"

Fan Zhi also took out his mobile phone.

After checking the call records, he nodded and said: "I was chatting with my roommate when I was playing, and they said that I was going to trouble Mu Zhihuai today after talking to you on the phone last night."

"It seems that the whole story line is almost clear." Tang Yushan said, "I have a conflict with Xinqiaosu, and Fan Zhi has a conflict with Peishan. Siyang, do you have any other discoveries this afternoon?"

Shen Siyang shook his head: "My social circle and Mu Zhihuai's social circle are completely separate."

Fan Zhi laughed loudly: "Brother, your role is purely a running role. After the typical self-introduction, there is no chance to speak again. Every time I play this kind of role, I will be angry for at least three days."

Shen Siyang thought for a moment, leaned forward slightly, and looked at Deng Peishan who was two seats away: "Deng Peishan, did you find any information this morning?"

Suddenly being named, Deng Peishan's expression instantly became tense: "I probably searched, and it has nothing to do with the main plot."

After answering, he added in a low voice: "I'm sorry, I thought my role was not suspected, so I didn't search more carefully."

Shen Siyang shook his head: "The line between you and Tang Yushan's character is still connected with Qiu Zhi, there should be some useful information, and you can search again tomorrow morning."

Deng Peishan nodded repeatedly.

Hearing this, Fan Zhi stroked his chin and said, "Then, there is also a thread between me and Mo Xinqiao, and I have to search again tomorrow."

Shen Siyang nodded.

Mo Xinqiao suddenly said again: "By the way, I don't know if it is useful to add a point. With my identity, I am not very popular in the class. I just tried to talk to the people around me. nothing."

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After finishing the last class of the finance department, the group immediately entered a state of readiness for battle.

Just in time for the meal, the teaching building was full of students frantically rushing to the cafeteria.

A few people considered that the risk of losing Mu Zhihuai would be increased if there were too many people, so they simply sat in the classroom after class.

The five people lined up in front, back, left, and right, completely surrounding Mu Zhihuai in the middle.

At around [-]:[-], only the six people in the back row seats remained in the huge lecture theater.

Fan Zhi yawned boredly: "By the way, the place where the handsome guy had an accident, I remember it was in the teaching building, right? Should we take advantage of the lack of people and go out to a place far away from the teaching building, so as not to happen suddenly, We didn't have time to react at all."

Mo Xinqiao covered his half-yawned yawn with a slap: "That's the second teacher, we're in the first teacher now. Get started quickly, and if something unexpected happens later, you'll be the main force."

Fan Zhi was upset halfway through the yawn, but when he heard the second half of Mo Xinqiao's words, he felt relieved again: "You all are lucky that I am the first to clear the suspicion, otherwise a group of people can't suppress me alone."

Compared to the nervousness of the five people, Mu Zhihuai seemed much calmer.

His gaze fell on Shen Siyang who was sitting directly in front of him from beginning to end.

The long table was between the two of them.

There was no emotion on Shen Siyang's face.

But from his sitting upright body, it is not difficult to see that he is extremely tense at the moment.

Under the table, Mu Zhihuai lightly touched Shen Siyang's toes with his toes.

Shen Siyang looked up at Mu Zhihuai.

When Mu Zhihuai met Shen Siyang's gaze, he showed a soothing and gentle smile.

Shen Siyang stared at Mu Zhihuai's smile for a long time, and slowly revealed a shallow smile.

The foot under the table moved forward and touched Mu Zhihuai back.

Five fifty-eight.

The lecture hall was so quiet that there was only the whirring sound of the wind rolling the curtains.

From time to time, you can still hear the conversation of students passing by in the corridor.

Five fifty-eight.

Nothing happened.

Everyone went from being on high alert to being gradually confused to gain the upper hand.

"Why is there still no movement?" Fan Zhi blushed, "I'm almost exhausted."

Mo Xinqiao guessed: "Could it be that our appearance broke the original balance of this world, so much so that it changed Mu Zhihuai's originally destined death?"

Tang Yushan looked solemn: "It shouldn't be, if it was so easy to change, Mu Zhihuai wouldn't be stuck in this day for so long."

Fan Zhi scratched his head a little irritably: "Damn! So what's going on now?"

Shen Siyang's face had gradually turned pale a few minutes ago.

An almost instinctive unease enveloped his heart.

With his hands resting on his knees, he kept tapping, quickly and meticulously examining every fragment of memory in his mind.

On the classroom wall, the minute hand of the alarm clock moves towards 49.

The second hand goes from 0, through 3, to 6.

Shen Siyang raised his hand abruptly, wanting to grab Mu Zhihuai's arm.

However, the moment he was about to touch Mu Zhihuai's arm, a gust of wind rolled up the curtains.

The curtain swept over the cleaning tools in the corner of the back row, making a "crash" sound.

Everyone except Shen Siyang subconsciously looked to the corner.

When they looked back, the middle seat was empty.

Fan Zhi exclaimed: "What's the situation? Where's the person?!"

Shen Siyang, who had witnessed everything, turned so pale that he would faint on the spot in the next second.

"Disappeared."

He quickly stood up from his seat and gradually accelerated his pace to run outside.

The rest of the people reacted belatedly and hurriedly followed.

As soon as he ran out of the classroom, he heard exclamations from downstairs.

"Someone fell from upstairs!!"

Shen Siyang ran to the No. [-] teaching building with a blank mind.

He followed the surging crowd into the garden behind the teaching building.

Amidst the crowds, a familiar apricot-colored sweater appeared in sight.

The sweater, which was clean and tidy a few hours ago, is now mostly stained red with blood.

Shen Siyang only felt an invisible big hand dig into his chest.

Squeeze his heart, tear out his soul, tear his soul to pieces.

Intense pain swept through the body.

It was tens of millions of times more intense than the pain he felt before he left in the last world.

Vision gradually blurred.

Shen Siyang roughly raised his hand to wipe away the tears that blocked his vision.

He saw Mu Zhihuai's half-opened eyes.

The beautiful and clear eyes in the past were soaked in blood.

The eyelids opened and closed several times slowly, and the light flowed towards Shen Siyang's direction.

Shen Siyang saw Mu Zhihuai's bright red lips moving lightly.

He is talking.

don't look.

don't cry.

do not be sad.

The author says:

What a cruel mother! ! (pointing for everyone)